Wolfgang stood at the Kirigakure gates waiting, he was waiting on one last person for the mission that he was going to be going on, he had with him two chuunin from his clan, beside him was Zabuza Osada, he was going to be on this mission with him.
 
Wolfgang knew that he should be patient, due to the fact that he was very early, about 1 hour to be exact, and his clanmate knew that he wanted them here at the same time, the girl he was waiting for was going to bring her own chuunin as well, to keep the balance equal

Wolfgang then wondered what the person that he was to be a teammate with was going to be like, he hoped that they werent going to be a douche, though if they were Wolfgang would probably end up just beating them up to teach them a lesson. As he stood the sky cleared above him, it was going to be a pleasant day in terms of weather, though it made him sigh because he knew that he wasnt going to return to the village for around a week...their mission was too partol the Kirigakure border for any enemies, since there were multiple reports that there were some weird looking characters near the edge of the border stalking and skulking.    
Behind him Zabuza starting to rock back and forth on his heel and start to hum, which started to drive Wolfgang nuts, he turned to his Clanmate and said in a quiet whisper,
Shut it if you want to keep your tongue , we will be leaving anytime now , Promptly he stopped, from a few meters away Wolfgang could hear his pet making noises as he swung through trees and surveyed the area, planning on giving them a signal whenever the other two ninja approached.
OOC-Sorry about the short post, something came up a while ago and i suck at starting
308 WC

OOC: I'm working on a post, I'll have one up soon. Sorry for the false hope.

Nozomi and her chuunin compatriot walked through Kirigakure, making their way to the gates of Kiri. She looked over at the man walking next to her and blushed slightly. Now that she was a Chuunin, and in light of the events surrounding her being disowned from her clan, it was strange to her that the man who had been her tutor for the exams was still a friend of hers. Moreover, he even did missions with her, and they were the same rank. They were in all regards of title, equals. In fact, after continued training, Nozomi had even perhaps surpassed him in physical combat. It made sense, he was more balanced than she was, not focused on Taijutsu, and was more of a ninjutsu user.

Anyhow, Nozomi turned to look at him while he was walking. They both wore similar uniforms, Nozomi having opted for a normal Kirigakuran uniform instead of her usual outfit, and the other always wearing the standard uniform. Nozomi had a very thin flak jacket without any protective capabilities. It was mainly for looks, and to distinguish her as a Kunoichi of Kirigakure. She had her headband on secured over her forehead as it should be. Her hair partially covered it up, but it was still visible when the wind blew.

Her companion, the former tutor, and usual academy instructor had been sent along on the mission simply due to his talent in combat situations. The reason he was such an effective teacher was because he understood the core mechanics of combat. With the rumors of some dangerous shinobi gathering at the borders, he would be invaluable to the patrols. He brushed his dusty brown hair out of his eyes, looking down at the small girl. He knew she'd been going on more dangerous missions as of late out of the blue, and it was a change of pace from her norm, but she seemed able to handle herself. This was an A rank mission, but with a group of Chuunin and an Anbu, it shouldn't possess too much danger for her. The Academy Teacher, named Osami Taka, had grown quite fond of the girl, taking to her like an older brother.

They didn't say much, as nothing was needed to be said. They'd spent the last few months together, training constantly. They were comfortable with eachother, and knew their fighting styles and had trust. Osami was the closest thing to a partner that Nozomi had. It was only natural they were on this mission together. You don't send too many people that know nothing about eachother on an A ranked mission of huge potential danger. In order to maximize the potential for minimal loss and maximum efficiency, prior knowledge and bonds were to be called in.

So it was that Nozomi and Osami Taka made their way to the gate. Even though they were still early, considerably so as well, it appeared they weren't the only ones who had come early to the meeting area outside the gates.

WC: 510

He saw the girl coming in the distance, with another in tow, as they drew close he took a quick scan of them, Nozomi of the Himitsu clan, he looked down at her ninja card and saw that she rated very well in close combat, and that her ninjutsu was a force to be reckoned with, though he knew that there was a Kekkei Genkai in her clan, what it was had seemed to Slip Wolfgangs mind. She was short, only slightly bigger then five feet tall, she was skinny,  probably somewhere near 100 pounds...Wolfgang was 3 times her weight and at least 2 feet taller, he wondered how she was an expert in Taijutsu at her size. She was probably somewhere near 16 years of age, and all in all people probably thought that she was a really pretty girl...at least he guessed that by the sounds that Zabuza was making while he nudged Wolfgang with his elbow. The other guy was of average ninja size, he looked a bit older in age then the girl, and by the way that she was looking at him Wolfgang guessed that he was at one point her mentor...or at least close friends.

Himitisu Nozomi, I am Osada Wolfgang, and im going to lead this mission, with me I bring a chuunin from my clan...Osada Zabuza, I hope the two of you have no problem letting me lead this mission...Okay, the mission we are going on seems simple, what we are to do is go to the border of the land of Water and basically sit around like Dumbasses, there had been reports of a group of masked men skimming the border, and we are to find them...here it says to capture them, but we are going to kill them, I don't take chances with Mystery Ninja...everything clear? Wolfgang stated in a Low Rumble of a voice, that was more akin to gravel being crushed then a human voice, as he awaited a response, Wolfgang tightened the straps of his Anbu Vest and fastened the buckles of his huge black Bear cloak, as well as putting his Anbu Mask on, a mask done in the likeness of a Slug with blue antennae.
WC 686

Nozomi walked up and approached the other two, who were waiting. I appeared that the tall man had some information on her, as he called her by name. Nozomi debated informing him that she really couldn't claim to be Nozomi Himitsu anymore, as she was disowned from her clan, and had lost her surname because of it. But instead, she kept her mouth shut and looked at the large hulking figure of a man. He was easily towering over her, more so than anyone she'd ever met. Short at 5'2", even normal people would be dwarfed by this man's size. He had to stand at least 7 feet tall. Apart from that he was imposing with the tattoos and large frame he had. And the fact that he was an ANBU member. Nozomi shivered slightly.

Taking over for her, Osami Taka knew the young girl well enough to know she wasn't comfortable with speaking right now, nor was she much of a killer. Nodding his head, he responded. "You already seem to know who Nozomi is. I myself am Osami Taka, and in all technicality, you would outrank us. Regardless of the feelings I or she might have about you leading this mission, you take seniority right now." he said, bowing his head in deference as he stepped back.

Nozomi nodded, silently. She really didn't feel much like talking. Quite like her friend Sero, this man seemed more interested in killing than the average shinobi. Perhaps Nozomi was the odd one out, perhaps not. She couldn't know exactly the correct answer though.

wc: 779

The girl hpysically shuddered away at one point while he spoke, it made him shudder in annoyance, what kind of chuunin couldnt take conversation...then from behind her a man spoke, it seemed to be the one that she was bringing to the mission with her,
You already seem to know who Nozomi is. I myself am Osami Taka, and in all technicality, you would outrank us. Regardless of the feelings I or she might have about you leading this mission, you take seniority right now. The man spoke in a nice tone, not being rude or snarky at all...but it was obvious that he didnt seem to agree with Wolfgang leading this mission, which made him stare deeply into this chuunins eyes looking for any hint of fear which there was none,Good...your friend here should grow some backbone. as he did this Zabuza stepped forwards and said in a nice calm tone,
Forgive my Sensei of his rudeness...we mean no harm to you fair lady, he didnt mean to scare yo..
Rudeness?
Wolfgang swung forwards with a massive hook to the kidney of Zabuza,knockning the wind from him and making him gasp in pain, as he went to one knee clutching his side, Wolfgang stated in a matter of factly tone,
We're leaving now, we travel north for 10 hours, then we should be there...
He then started to turn and walk down the road, hoping that they followed him...As he walked he saw a blue blue fly towards him, and now walking with him was his pet gorilla Saru, who had grown greatly, he was now 6ft11 and deadlier then ever...

Kusono's eyes flicked open slowly, the last shards of sleep still embedded in his eyes. He clenched his eyes shut, savoring the feeling of bliss as he stretched every muscle in his body from his face to his toes. His body convulsed as he threw his hands up, craned his neck, and cracked his fingers. Bellowing a monstrous yawn to signal the end of his morning ritual. The young Kaguya lazily slung his legs over the corner of his bed, shedding his sheets to the far side of his bed in a heap. He lifted his frame up, giving a much smaller stretch as he extended his height on his tippy-toes; stretching his arms behind his head. His neck produced an audible crack when he craned it, as did his spine. The wood floors of his second story room where cool to his touch as he walked to the comfort of his bathroom.

His home was quite simple. Kusono's was a two story house. Where his mother and father slept in the first floor and he in the top floor. His room was simple. A bed positioned across from an open sliding glass door which lead to a balcony. A desk to the right of the glass door which was littered with scrolls, papers, and various notes Kusono took. A bedside table fit with a lamp. And a single lighting fixture in the middle of the ceiling. His bathroom was typical, it featured a two panel glass shower which had an opening door. His sink, which was marble, and of course, a toilet.

The bathroom mirror above the sink shone Kusono's true colors. His long silver hair had not retained its shape from the night before. What should have been a neat poney tail as not a mess. His bangs had numerous cowlicks, most of his hair was matter to the side of his face from his sleeping position, but by some luck, the band that was supposed to keep his hair in order still clung to a few strands of hair. Kusono let out a "Ugh" at the site of himself. He reached up and stretched his eye lids open, looking carefully at his jade green eyes which where dulled by it's bloodshot surroundings. Bags where starting to form under his eyes, but nothing a few good nights of sleep couldn't fix. Kusono snorted, a waft of vodka caught in his nose gave him glimpses of the night before. Him, bottle in hand, had returned home through his balcony window and simple shed his clothes and decided to sleep it off. At least drunk Kusono was half way safe about his drunkenness.

Eventually, he decided to opt for a shower, which he desperately needed. Opening the glass door, he clutched the silver bath knob in his hand, it was cold to the touch. Sending a shiver down his spine. He gave it a soft turn to the left, sending a stream of cold water into the shower. Kusono retracted his arm so the cold water would not hit him.  After a minute or two, the room began to fill with steam, signaled by the mirror beginning to fog.

The warm water felt good against his milky white skin. A smile crept across his face as he slicked his hair back, where it reached at almost his glutes. It took him all of ten minutes to do his business.  The bar of soap lathered him, cleaning him of his drunken escapades from last night.

Kusono shut off the water. Cool water ran down his face from his wet hair. He gathered a towel and wrapped his hair up. He smirked in the mirror at how stupid it looked. The towel looked like a high priest's hat.  Another towel was used to dry his body and face. His hair usually needed far more time to dry, so Kusono moved on to his other bathroom duties. He brushed his teeth and took a relaxing piss.

His hair had almost dried, so he discarded the towel into a hamper. He took a comb through his hair numerous times. Insisting that it looked straight. Finishing, he put a portion of it in a poney tail, using a red tie. His bangs framed his face perfectly. But a few stray strands hung over his forehead where his clan markings where tattooed at. No matter, he looked and felt as good as ever. Kusono rooted through his draws and pulled on his normal attire of a black and red Kimono held together by a large braided purple belt. His bottoms where black pants with matching black ninja shoes.

Sliding open his door, Kusono found a parchment not attached to the door. It read as follows:

Kaguya Kusono,

There was an unforeseen complication involving your sensei, Osada Wolfgang. A member of his team was injured pre-mission and required medical attention. You have been selected as a replacment.You are to track down your sensei and meet up with his cell and proceed with the mission accordingly. They departed from the main village gate traveling North.

Signed,
Village Administration

Kusono signed deeply while massaging the bridge of his nose. It seemed his sensei couldn't get along with anyone. Grabbing an energy bar, the young Kaguya was out the door and headed to intercept his teammates outside the village.

Traveling at a brisk pace, it was easy for Kusono to traverse the village in fifteen minutes. After being checked by the gate guards and processed, he was out into the surrounding lands heading North. It seemed that they had quite the start on him as it took him a good hour or two to catch up to them on foot. On the horizon he could see three shapes. The tall burly shape of his sensei, and two unfamiliar shapes. He would find out who they where shortly. Without a sound Kusono would appear before the trio. "So Wolf, looks like your couldn't play nice with your subordinates again?"

WC: 999

Nozomi clenched her fists tightly in anger as Wolfgang told Osami that Nozomi should grow some backbone, but decided not to say anything. The quicker they got through this mission, the quicker they would be able to get back. Nozomi wanted to get back to her work at the Academy, where she'd taken to teaching some of the academy students lately. Like Osami had before her. She was all prepared to stay quiet, and then Zabuza stepped forward, and proceeded to speak. He apologized for Wolfgang's rudeness, but didn't get much more out before the large man delivered a massive hook into Zabuza's gut. The punch looked absolutely debilitating. And then he seemed to not care anymore about whether or not he was okay. Nozomi's hand dropped to her kunai holster, which held her single kunai and 6 senbon in it. However, before she was able to draw anything, a large blue shape flew out towards them. Almost as tall as Wolfgang, a large blue gorilla loomed around. However, Nozomi was in her zone right now, and that hardly fazed her.

"Are you kidding me? You don't jut attack your team mates! Even Sero knows that, and he's one of the most ruthless people I know. In a mission, a shinobi or kunoichi has multiple objectives. The primary objective, in which you are doing the mission assigned. A secondary objective if there are multiple tasks and optional strategies. And then the third objective, in which you are assigned to keep your other members safe and well. We barely even left the gates, and you've already failed the third objective. You're ordering us to fail the primary objective, which is to capture the enemy shinobi, opting for a secondary objective of killing them instead. The primary objective should be tried for if at all possible, until there is no other option but to abandon it for an alternative. You're hardly exhibiting leader material. You may be strong, but you're just a big bully. If I can't trust you with my life, don't expect me to risk mine should you get into a tight situation." she said angrily. With that, she was done speaking. Not long later, Kusono, another of the participants of the Chuunin Exams, the one who had faced off with Kaekio in the finals, showed up. This was the first time she was seeing him in person apart from the brief glimpses during the exams.

wc: 1198

"Are you kidding me? You don't jut attack your team mates! Even Sero knows that, and he's one of the most ruthless people I know. In a mission, a shinobi or kunoichi has multiple objectives. The primary objective, in which you are doing the mission assigned. A secondary objective if there are multiple tasks and optional strategies. And then the third objective, in which you are assigned to keep your other members safe and well. We barely even left the gates, and you've already failed the third objective. You're ordering us to fail the primary objective, which is to capture the enemy shinobi, opting for a secondary objective of killing them instead. The primary objective should be tried for if at all possible, until there is no other option but to abandon it for an alternative. You're hardly exhibiting leader material. You may be strong, but you're just a big bully. If I can't trust you with my life, don't expect me to risk mine should you get into a tight situation." Wolfgang took of his mask...and showed the tattoos on his face, as he showed to nozomi he started to speak in a tone that resemble death itself...as if his words were dying as they left his mouth...the words of a numb man,
THIS tattoo is from when i had a ninja betray me on a mission...and ended up getting a throwing dagger to the face, the skull tattoo on the back of my head is because my teamate was too weak and DIED, and i got a sword to the neck and head... Wolfgang tore his sleeve up too show his sleeve tattoos of bones and muscle on his left forearm, as well as the fire and metal on the shoulder,
This one WAS because of Zabuza here, he forgot to check my flank when he was rear guard during the Seven bells invasion, i WAS missing this hand...a lead shinobi stiched it back up, but the shoulder was from a fireball that i KNEW wasnt supposed to be coming from there...I am not mad at him, i do not begrudge him for his failure...He is one of my few Pupils, my Pupils are all volunteers, they know me and they know my training...he just called the leader of the Osada clan Rude...to his face....what i do to him he knows the consequence...Zabuzas always had quite a mouth on him, it will get him killed if he doesnt learn to shut up sometimes...Girl...i have been a shinobi for 20 years now...anbu for 7, the life of a Chuunin or a Special Jounin will involve more pain then a kidney shot...and if you dont agree with me....Kill me...if you think you can...my back will be turned and everything... He then turned his back as he started to fix his sleeve, he yelled to Zabuza,
Get a replacement for the mission...take 3 days off then train until i get back at a moderate pace...were sparring when i get back...Get Kusono... With a pained nod Zabuza flashed and diapered as he went to get the replacement, Beside Wolfgang his monkey made grunting sounds on and off as they went down the road for a few hours...

So Wolf, looks like your couldn't play nice with your subordinates again?" Wolfgang turned and smiled as he saw his prized pupil, it had been a while since he had seen Kusono or done a mission with him as he got close Wolfgang patted him on the shoulder and said in a nice tone,
Nice job on the exams Kusono...second place isnt bad...but i lost some money on you boy As he walked he also said in a more hushed tone,
Now about those Taijutsu lessons...

Kusono counted Wolf as a friend and mentor. He was one of the village ninja he actually respected that was outside of his clan. He valued strength and power over petty politics, unlike the current clan head. He had not seen him since before the exams started. They had a rather tough training regiment to prepare Kusono for the exams. Though as Wolf began talking about they exams they struck a sour note with Kusono. He had come so close to victory and was thwarted in the last match. The scars that riddled his body had healed, though the feelings associated with them did not. The only visible scars where at either side of the young Kaguya's neck. Where sword and kunai both left their marks. The skin was paler than his milky white skin color, standing out just enough to be noticeable to anyone casually glancing. His kimono hid more than five more large scars running in multiple directions.

It seemed everyone but Kusono was happy that he placed second in the exams. His family was happy that he made it far, though they made their disapproval of him being just short of glory. A sentiment that Kusono equally shared. His village head even sent a letter addressed to him thanking him for representing the clan so strongly. Kusono ended up ripping it up. Validation from a coward like his clan head meant little to nothing. He hid behind politics in a clan that valued strength and power over everything else.

Kusono shook the memories from his mind. He would have his victory in due time. Once he was at his peak he would challenge Kaekio once again. He had to get stronger and train hared for that to happen any time soon. Thinking on it, Sero was another potential target. His sly comments about how he was not worth his effort made his blood boil. "Well I'll be helping you earn back that money. What are the mission parameters? I was told you would fill me in once I caught up."

WC:

Total: 999+344=1343

OOC: Sorry, dealing with finals. I'll have a post up by tomorrow.

Nozomi didn't reply. Her hand raised up to her kunai pouch, but before she could draw it, Osami placed his hand on her shoulder, drawing the young girl's attention towards him. He shook his head in order to convey to her that it would be a pointless endeavor, and that any issue should come later. Nozomi kept her eyes locked on Osami for a few seconds before she nodded and lowered her hands to her sides. "I won't attack you. The mission comes first. We can settle any differences later." she said, and proceeded to follow him.

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After the few hours of walking, and Kusono had caught up with them, Nozomi was still rather silent. At this point, she knew they'd have to be together for a few days or weeks, but there wasn't much that Nozomi had to say right now. She just wanted to get the mission over with as soon as possible, with as little problems as possible. When Kusono arrived, Nozomi went over to him and bowed. "I saw your match with Kaekio in the exams. I'm sorry that she doesn't have much of an off switch. She hardly had any issues attacking me either, and nearly killed me. I'm sure her goal was never to simply attack with such murderous intent, but I'll apologize for her anyhow. I would have loved to have been the one to fight you in the exams to get the win for Kirigakure." she said on her girlfriend's behalf.

Girlfriend. Nozomi wondered if Kaekio even still cared. She hadn't seen her since their match really, and that had ended pretty badly. Nozomi had written Kaekio a letter almost every day since then, and at the very least, weekly, but still, she'd gotten no response. Day after day went by, and Nozomi cracked a little more each day. She was spiralling into a slow depression, questioning everything lately. But the small part of her still hoped that Kaekio would respond one day. Stepping away from Kusono, she walked back to Osami and fell silent, waiting for Wolfgang to explain the mission as they went along their way.

WC: 1566

"Well I'll be helping you earn back that money. What are the mission parameters? I was told you would fill me in once I caught up." Wolfgang smiled at his apprentice, it was obvious that many people were telling him that it was okay that he didnt win the exams, Wolfgang knew that Kusono must have hated that, he was almost a spitting image of Wolfgang in many aspects, when Wolfgang did his Chuunin Exams he got second place, he nearly killed the first place winner a few days later by '' Accident '' .
Ahhh getting a little bit sour? Aha, i got second in the exams when i was your age, well a bit older i think, i nearly murdered the man who bet me after the games, the scar will look nice on you...But anyway the mission is a simple one, we are going to patrol the border,there are myterious people around there, we're being told if possible to capture them, were going to probably kill all but 2? or something like that for interrogating...we get one and the flowers back there get one  

"I won't attack you. The mission comes first. We can settle any differences later." Wolfgang turned to her with a grin and giggled a little, she wouldnt attack him...only because her friends hand was now being held firmly on her shoulder, all the while shaking his head in the fashion of saying ''no'' , Wolfgang looked at the older man and said in a somewhat cheery voice,
Dont want her to fight me? You heard of me AHA, eh what a shame then, guess i got to do the mission with you two She then walked over to Kusono, he smiled and hoped that Kusono would get to know her, the last girl that Wolfgang and Kusono talked to were already dead, Wolfgang pulled back and Stood beside the man named Osama, he looked at him and said in a low voice,completly differant from his slightly insane persona that he was putting on a minute ago,
You her Friend Or Mentor? She's Feisty at the minimum, you couldve let her attack me you know i wasnt going to do anything ahahaha All of this was whispered in a somewhat nice voice, not angry or crazy, he was actually trying to be pleasant with Osama, since he remembered being in the academy with him a long time ago back when he was a child.

OOC: I'm in two other missions, can't hold up my missions with this anymore. Sorry, dropping out, claiming WC as is.

WC: 1566.

/left thread.

[750/750] Sparkler Trained
[750/750] Lightning Rod Trained.
[1500/1566] WC depleted.

Since this is no longer a mission
2000 words here for me training
1700 words towards- Percept-D-0->C-0
300 towards nothnig

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