5 hours before...

Click... the hotel room door openned as Azumi walked in with a sigh. she throw off her bag and left it on the floor, she then stripped off her close after the door finished closing. she had finally made it to takigakure after her long trip from konoha. she let her body relax as she laid in her bra and panties on the nicely made bed, she sit up, lifted up the blankets and sheets and slide down into them covering herself. she let out another sigh of relief as her body relaxed. the journey had been shorter than she had expected it to be, this was true, however it had still effected her body making her tired and exhausted. she had trekked all of this way here to watch the final rounds of the chunin exams, seeing as how when she got here the second rounds were going on, and no one had been aloud to watch those. only the people withing the labyrinth had been eligible to watch those, if they were not competing themselves. Azumi's eyes slowly closed as she slowly faded into sleep. then it hit her all at once and she was out. sound asleep in the hotel room bed.


2 hours before...

Azumi's eyes slowly blinked open as she woke up. she let out a yawn and sat up. she figured that she should probably get up and get a move on, and maybe even go check out the village a little bit. she glanced out the window to get a general idea of what time it was. she saw the sun going down. another yawn escaped her lips as she kicked her legs off of the side of the bed and stood up. she walked into the bathroom carrying her bag in as well. then she fully stripped off her clothes and turn the shower unto hot water. then she stepped in.she typically tried to wake herself up with showers, and she had grown so accustomed to it, that she found it hard to wake up without one. her shower lasted about thirty minutes, as she spent most of the time pondering whether or not she really wanted to go outside, and if she were where would she go and what would she do? she eventually came to the conclusion that she would go out for a drink, seeing as how in the shinobi world most bars think that if you are mature enough to decide who lives and who dies, and how and when to use your abilities, then you a certainly mature enough to handle a few drinks. once she got out of the shower, she dried off then opened up her bag and put on her typical ninja outfit, putting her head band around her neck (in a similar fashion to the way hinata does it) covering up her necklace, the leaf symbol shined proudly in the mirror as Azumi put on a little bit of makeup. then she finally headed out the door to The Fifth Shadow for a drink.

10 minutes before...

Azumi was walking down the streets towards the Fifth Shadow. the casino had been named after the fifth hokage went on a legendary winning spree bankrupting the company that ran the casino forcing them to change the name to help pay off some of the debt they owed. Azumi couldn't help but smile as she thought about Konoha... the village had been home to her for as long as she could remember, and of course there were flaws to it, but that didn't matter, it was still her home. rain begin to pour down rapidly, and rather suddenly as if the cloud had simply been summoned from another location, directly on Azumi's location. she let out a sigh as she speed up her pace. she didn't really want to, or plan to be wet tonight.

Present...

Azumi arrived at the bar located within the gambling joint. the bouncer simply nodded as Azumi displayed her headband, letting her in. Azumi walked into the bar, loud music playing. she sat down at one of the tables at the farthest end of the bar, on the opposite end of the dance floor and ordered herself a drink. then she tapped her fingers on the table to the beat of the music which was slightly quieter on this end, it wasn't much of a difference, but none the less it was quieter. Azumi closed her eyes for a brief moment to try and see if she could actually think over the loud music. she found that if she tried hard enough she could... barely... when she reoppened her eyes the waitress was Settign down Azumi's drink. Azumi thanks her and took a sip, the alcohol burning down Azumi's throat as she swallowed. well this is gonna be an interesting night she thought to herself as she scanned the bar, not quite sure what she was looking for. but she figured she would know what it was she was looking for when she found it.

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An hour Earlier....

A woman walks down a couple steps, completely ignoring the absolutely wonderful weather outside, and opened the aged wooden door with a light layer of dust on its handle. As she did she was greeted by the warming comforting smell of fresh roasted coffee beans and pastries, seemly unfit for this jazz bar. The woman plot down besides a pink haired shinobi who only glanced at her, their eyes meeting for a moment before ordering a pumpkin latte. Sipping the beverage, she shivered happily as the warm liquid burned her throat then turned her attention to the shinobi or what she presumed to be one with her leaf headband on her neck "Is the contest almost over Miss-?"

Aimi glanced at her with a bored gaze then back to the stage, nodding. The girl wondered why the shinobi didn't answer her and was about to question it but then a young male with short blonde hair and 'bright' for the lack of a better word clothing hopped up onto the stage. He coughed slightly to clear his throat then proceeded to speak his deep, mature voice monotone and cold, beginning his poem without so much as an introduction.
 
"Who am I to judge man when I can't govern myself? Who are we to decide another's fate when we struggle to walk our own road? Am I a God, holier than those who grovel at my feet and heed every miracle I create as absolute like a pharaoh's orders even if I still crave the riches of the purist riches and the loveliest maidens? Or art I a wandering priest who spews silk threaded words into believing in a salvation? Perhaps there is salvation but are we worthy of such pleasantries. Must others choose for us or ourselves? Chaos and peace go hand in hand for they are what make us human, what make determines if we are alive. How many times has our brethren try to stand above the rest while being knocked down by those who they 'save'? I thought myself a king but when I put on the crown, I realized I was nothing more than a simple man like any other getting drunk on the poison that is human nature." 
 
A single moment of silence passed as he took a single, soft intake of air; the audience, whether or not they'd choose to admit it with words or expression, awaited with bated breath for this young poet to continue and just as he exhale, leaving an ominous feel to the room like a dense fog on an eerily silent night after a long, thunderous storm, he continued on.
 
"All ideals are righteous just like all of the very same ideals are sinful. We look back to the past and see our mistakes. We try to learn from them yet even from decades of learning and disciple we fall back into those 'dark ages', committing the same mistakes as we did before. Have we learned nothing or do we blind ourselves to the truth? Are we any better than those 'savages' bred from the of the first man! No we are not! We look to the artifacts of our pasts, believing that some deep within the scriptures dusted and creased by age, the ever blowing sands of time, for the answer, the key within. We seek evolution and transcendence past these mortal bodies that only build, destroy, and whiter in a repeating circle, an endless cycle.  Many times there are moments when we believe we have found the answer to the right path, even as we speak. But do we know which path will lead us to a future of salvation or our damnation?" With those last final words he stepped off stage without so much as a sound. The woman was surprised by the depth of the poem but wondered what made him seem like he had no emotion, it unnerved her so she turned to the teen besides her only to find she was already gone.

Aimi didn't realized how long she was in that underground cafe till she stepped outside. The sky was dimming showing it getting late. Aimi wandered the streets till she was stopped by a couple girls dressed as dealers. "Hey Ninja, check out The Fifth Shadow! Go now and get 100ryo worth of chips half off!" Aimi shrugged, she never has been to a casino before. Yes she has gambled before but those were little poker games back in Konoha. She took one of the fliers in her hand and followed its directions to The Fifth Shadow, flashing her headband to the bouncer without so much as a single glance. She was too chill today to bother with him. Perhaps she should go to those cafes again some other time...

Present

Fuck poker and those assholes. I can play just fine but then they go spouting out shit that I was a little girl and had been cheating at the other games. Screw those guys. What right do they have to say that? Heck those were civilians that much I could tell. Maybe if I seem them again I'll beat their ass down to show them how much of a weak kid I am. This wasn't the first time she was called a child and it surly won't be the last, at least not until she made a name for herself like that Seven Swordsman guy she met a few days ago in the water park. Kami it pissed her off. She was having a dandy old time at the slot machines and blackjack, acquiring a reasonable amount of chips but then those guys get their panties in a bunch. Aimi was fuming and needed a drink so she sat down at the bar, far from the other people. She didn't order anything but was just given some rum by the bartender. She took the shot in one swing and smirked, feeling the buzz surfacing. Aimi didn't remember that she was a very light drinker due to the heat in the moment so if she drinks around four more shots, she would be drunk as hell.


1039~
Training Perception D-2 to D-3 450/450
Training Endurance D-1 to D-2 460/460

loud music, people in the same room. these were two things that Azumi did not enjoy, but at least she could tolerate them, she tolerated them because she was getting to drink, and drinking made most things tolerable.... most things... it had been a few minutes after Azumi had sat down ,so she had had a drink or two, she was fine. she was tolerating this bar, all up until another girl came right over and sat at the same table as her. granted it was on the other side of the table, but still the same fucking table, Azumi activated her Byakugan for a brief moment, becuase visibility was low in the dark corners of the bar, but she spotted aout 2 other open tables that the girl could have taken. these ones were closer to the people yes... which is why Azumi hadn't taken them. something inside Azumi snapped, or it was just something lighting that very short fuse of hers. but this was to much, THIS she would not tolerate. "EH HEEMMM.... Excuse me bitch, but do you ever wonder why people sit alone?" Azumi said very loud and with anger in her voice. she wanted this girl to take the fucking hint. she was not in the mood for social activities. Azumi would give this girl before her a death glare strong enough to kill a thousand elephants. maybe she would also take the hint, that Azumi was NOT to be messed with, several other people around the bar had gotten the hint when Azumi spoke, and where now watching VERY intently to see what would happen next, and how this was all going to play out.

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OOC:Sorry for the short and delayed post, please forgive me Twin~

OOC: Closing thread so that we can both gain EP, under the circumstances, sine this was minorly plot based, we will assume we fight a little bit before some guys thought out loud about us fighting, then we kicked their ass, then had a few drink together, and then that was it.... wooo friendship started... anyways.... yeah...

THREAD CLOSED

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