Red eyes blinked slowly, almost sleepily as the boy moved through the weaponsmith stalls. A small smile was upon his face; this was a joyus occasion for Luca. Today was the day he was going to purchase a new sword for himself. The child was beyond estatic, but one would never be able to discern this by looking at him. No, beyond the small smile, his face was covered by the mask of calm peace that he always wore. He glanced at his cousin whom he'd dragged along, offering a quick expression of appreciation.

Lifting a hand through his hair, the male moved again, passing to another stall. He was dressed for an off day: a white cotton button up shirt, emblazed with a pair of wing designs upon the back. His lower half was clothed in pair of loose pants, black in color. They were of casual design and plain; this was his day off, after all. His feet were shod is plain black shoes. His skin shone brightly in the morning sun; freshly scrubbed and covered in a peach scented oil. His hair had been washed and styled, brushed back instead of its usual mess. Luca prided himself on looking his best while not on duty. He was not narcissistic-- far from it.

As the male passed through the stalls in silence, he smiled and nodded to several of the vendors. He was well known to them. He often came to their stalls to browse, but never purchased. When questioned, he simply replied that he was picky and that he didn't see anything that caught his eye. But today would be different; he had his pay with him and the stall vendors were boasting of new wares and creations. Perhaps, he would find something today. With a small grin, he motioned for his cousin to follow him.

Karo had needed to go into the center and buy some new shampoo and beauty necessities earlier that morning but it wasn't until the afternoon that she had actually decided to do something about it so with a quick change, breakfast and an hour of making sure she looked presentable to the people of Kumo, she ran out of her house and made her way to the center with speed. Thankfully it wasn't raining so her light foundation wouldn't get wet. One less thing to worry about then.

When she had made it to the center, her hair a mess and now trying her best to brush it down, she weaved her way in and out of the crowd that littered the streets, the people looking in at stalls and such. She ducked under one of the stalls and decided that walking behind that actual stalls would be best and it was. Up until the point where she had lost her footing and went flying into a man with spiky black hair, though that's all she could see before her body went flying into the back of his. She hit the dirt and with that felt a small object hit her hard on the head. It was an apple which had fallen from one of the vendor stalls. She gripped her arm and winced slightly before looking up to a tall, possibly 5ft 10 man with black spiky hair.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"

Cheshire was dressed in his normal attire; a giant, frilly green dress seemed pulled straight out of the Victorian era, presided by an oddly ornamented hat. The hair that peeked out of his hat, hanging neatly to his shoulders, was groomed for the occasion. He didn't go out often like this, especially with another clan member, and he valued the time. Luca was a nice enough cousin, though, the two having known each other since their days in the academy. Chess felt no jealousy towards Luca advancing before him, rather, he was proud of his kinsmen.

"Cousin, dearest.. You never did tell me what we were here for, exactly. A... sword, you mentioned? Did you have anything particular in mind?" He inquired, genuinely interested in the motives of his friend. He had been giddy when invited by Luca to accompany him, and it's not like he could say he hadn't planned to come down sooner or later. The small amount of money he carried on him jangled in the pouch around his waist, hidden under his dress. It wasn't much, but he figured he could treat himself and his cousin to something sweet, knowing how fond Luca was of such things.

Cheshire followed behind the other male daintily, his feet brushing along the ground in a whisper, the hem of his clothing held up by his thin hands. The sudden abrupt movement of another shopper startled him and he tripped backwards, barely halting himself from a nasty fall onto the ground. It seems a girl had ran in to Luca, causing a small bit of chaos. While the girl apologized Chess took a step closer, distressed. "Cousin? Are you alright?" The worry in his light voice was clearly pronounced, his hand reaching out towards his fellow clan member.

IviLips had parted, the answer prepared and upon the tip of his tongue when the incident occured. Surprise shot through him as his body was pushed off center. For a brief moment, the male teetered off balance, arms flailing until his hand caught Cheshire's. The moment he did, his mind rightened, his body found center and he move; a quick leap and spin. His body moved around the fallen woman, the spin placing him beside Chesire.

Those red eyes seemed to brighten, as if the male glowed from within as he looked to Cheshire, face shifting into an apologetic smile, followed by a small nod to confirm that he was alright. After giving the hand a reassuring squeeze, the male realased it and glanced at the woman. Once more, he smiled. Though the entire ordeal was her fault, he was not angry-- it was an accident that anyone could have done. No use being upset.

Extending a hand to her, the smile broke into a grin. Though she had bumped into him, Luca was not rude; the gentlemanly thing to do would be to help her up...

She looked onto the man that was lending her a hand, offering to help her up. It was a strange site to see in Kumo. Not many people would've been nice if run into. Usually an insult is what she gets due to her clumsy nature, breaking things and sometimes hurting people. Not a good sign obviously but the kind gesture of the man and his smile made her nod and give a small smile back. She took his hand and pushed herself off the ground whilst still holding onto his hand.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!" She hastily rushed her words before bowing down slightly to further her apology up. Her attention was really focused on the other person at the moment however she did notice his unique sense of fashion. She couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl. Dressed like a girl but for some reason seemed like a boy. The voice was smooth and kind too so it was really hard to tell. She dismissed it anyway. Had to be a girl, no boy can be that pretty and pull of a victorian dress like this one did. Still bowing, her orange hair sliding off her shoulders which now hung infront of her face she apologized once more before coming back up to eye level, well, so to speak.

Cheshire brightened up at the sight of Luca alright, nodding in acceptance of his current state. He didn't seem to be hurt, so he found nothing to be upset about. As Luca felt, so did Chess- Anyone could have made this mistake. It was merely an accident. The female in question hardly looked like a threat, anyways. She was rather pretty, honestly. Chess smiled gently at the reassuring squeeze his hand was given, letting it fall to his side and glancing around to see if any attention had been drawn to them. The rest of the kumo citizens in the marketplace showed no interest in the three kids, so Chess relented, moving his attention back to his cousin and the girl.

"Luca's alright. No need to fret, dear. Are you, however?" Chess' voice betrayed nothing but concern for the stranger, as was his nature. The atmosphere was calm, formal, direct, and so was Chess. That's how it worked, right? As far as Chess knew. It's what worked for him, and so it was as it is. He brushed his bangs from his face, his eyes inquisitive. "Cheshire Iki." He stated, obviously indicating himself. Gracefully motioning in Luca's direction, Chess continued. "Luca Iki. ... And you?"

Tenshikaze & Kaishi the pup

- The Inuzuka genin found himself strolling through the marketplace with nothing of much importance to do. He usually trained his heart away at times like these, but he wasn't really in the mood to do so today. Instead, he observed the bumbling livelihood of his village and looking for points of interest to fulfill his desire for daily entertainment. His alluring purple colored irises would scan across the area, pulling in all of his surroundings with his eyes constantly auto-focusing on particular spectacles of slight interest both near and far to his position in the area.

It was not long before he noticed a peculiar group of people conversing with one another, he would carefully analyze them as his body moved closer and closer with the more time passing. From their attire, they must have been shinobi or people of some ranking as some donned weapons, headbands and other curious pieces of armor. Tenshi's own headband was carefully tied around his neck as his puppy companion laid peacefully atop his head and helped to observe those around him. His heightened sense of smell and hearing allowed for him to easily locate possible people of interest from even the furthest of distances. He would mark their scents appropriately, making sure to log them as to help his tracking skills should he ever be put in the position where he had to search for either of these people who were currently nothing more than a bunch of peculiar strangers to him. Walking up to the small group of three, Tenshi smiled lightly before asking, "You three are shinobi right?" -

Sorry Kaze. This thread sahould have been closed. Two of the members are in Konoha for the exams