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Iwa -> Suna Sun Nov 04, 2012 4:47 pm
Moussa Sissoko
D-rank
Moussa twirled his special 7 inch Kunai around his index finger. He strolled through the streets of Iwagakure, whistling a happy song. He was pretty bored nowadays, the Kage had been driven out, as were most of the people; there were no missions going around, obviously. No other shinobi really like Moussa nowadays, ever since they found out about the attack on Dengen, the Tsuchikage, nobody had much taste for Mouse. He and the other person, who’s name Mouse still didn’t know, had single-handedly taken down Iwa. Once the Kage was gone, so was the activity of Iwa. All the ninja were bored, the villagers angry. Mouse hadn’t spoken to Arashi since that mission. Arashi was probably more angry than anyone. He believed in Dengen the most, he thought that Iwa was coming back to glory, but then Mouse had come along and crushed his dreams, sending him back into that lonely pit. Mouse couldn’t stay in Iwa much longer, not in these conditions; and not while the people still hated him. He didn’t want to go to Kumogakure, they wouldn’t need him over there. Konoha…maybe to thank the Hokage for sparing him, but she was probably busy with Kage stuff. Suna….Iwa’s worst enemy. Not an option. Well…he could go there, but it certainly wouldn’t be to join the village. Yes, Moussa had already caused trouble at one Village, why not go mess with another? What better place to go mess with than Iwa’s enemy, the putrid village of Sunagakure.
Mouse put his two Kunai holsters on both of his thighs. His large kunai on his right leg, the smaller kunai on his left. He didn’t have much to pack for the trip, he didn’t own….anything. He grabbed a few pots of ramen noodles, he was going to need food for the journey. He wondered what he was going to do when he reached Suna. Well, he knew that he was going to wreak havoc, but what kind of havoc? Come to think of it, Mouse had no plans on anything when it came to messing up Suna. He couldn’t just do what he did when he came back to Iwa and wing it. Iwa was ill organized and small, easy enough to infiltrate, but Suna was a large and successful village, you couldn’t just stroll in and hope for the best. A plan was going to have to be devised, but what? Mouse before anything decided that he wouldn’t do anything stupid right away, he would be killed instantly if he did so. No, he was going to appear like a refugee, fleeing from Iwa After their Kage was killed, seeking refuge in the safe walls of Suna. They would more than likely accept a Special Jounin rank medic, Suna wasn’t known for their amazing production of medics, they would be more than happy if a medic just came along, willing to join them. Once he was inside he would make plans, yes, evil plans. After he had done what he had came to do, he would flee.
Mouse slung his backpack over his back, and began to slowly walk towards the entrance to Iwa. He wasn’t going to have much of a hard time leaving, the people of Iwa would gladly get rid of him. He was going to stroll through the gates as easy as last time, then he would be on his way, over to Sunagakure to go undercover. For how long? Mouse didn’t know, he could pretend to be a member of the Suna shinobi for years before he acted. It wouldn’t be a bad idea actually, he would be able to get stronger and flourish under the village of Suna, he would use them to get strong, and when he was stronger than all of them, he would act. As Moussa approached the gates he was stopped in his tracks by three shuriken, flying in his direction. He quickly drew his large kunai, deflecting them out of his path. He turned to see three Iwa Jonin blocking his path. “We’re not letting you leave, traitor. YOU DIE HERE!” one of the jonin sprinted at Mouse, Kunai in hand, and swung wildly for his throat. Mouse ducked the wild slash, cutting the muscles and tendons in the jonin’s leg, preventing him from running. When the jonin attempted the run and felt his leg limp, Mouse stabbed him through the heart with his 7 inch kunai. He would die fast. Mouse turned to the other two jonin. “Anyone else want to try?” They both stood still. They didn’t even see them coming. In a flash Mouse had drawn his other Kunai, and both of his kunai at the Jonin. Both jonin took hits, directly between he eyes. Mouse couldn’t afford to leave them alive, a pursuit squad could’ve been sent after him. He went and retrieved his two Kunai, and cleaned them in the dirt; and with that, he was gone.
Moussa sprinted through the trees, going faster than he had ever gone before, leaping from branch to branch, from tree to tree. If he kept up the pace he would be in Suna in no time at all. Iwa villagers had probably found the dead Jounin by now, but they wouldn’t have bothered sending anyone after Mouse. Too little resources, Iwa couldn’t afford to spread their ninja any thinner than they already were. Moussa immediately noticed the change of landscape. Desert. He was in the desert surrounding Suna, that meant he was close. He picked up the pace even more than when he was first running, going extremely fast now. Then he found himself at the village gates. He calmly strolled towards the guard posts, and spoke to the guards on duty….
Word Count: 957/800
Mouse put his two Kunai holsters on both of his thighs. His large kunai on his right leg, the smaller kunai on his left. He didn’t have much to pack for the trip, he didn’t own….anything. He grabbed a few pots of ramen noodles, he was going to need food for the journey. He wondered what he was going to do when he reached Suna. Well, he knew that he was going to wreak havoc, but what kind of havoc? Come to think of it, Mouse had no plans on anything when it came to messing up Suna. He couldn’t just do what he did when he came back to Iwa and wing it. Iwa was ill organized and small, easy enough to infiltrate, but Suna was a large and successful village, you couldn’t just stroll in and hope for the best. A plan was going to have to be devised, but what? Mouse before anything decided that he wouldn’t do anything stupid right away, he would be killed instantly if he did so. No, he was going to appear like a refugee, fleeing from Iwa After their Kage was killed, seeking refuge in the safe walls of Suna. They would more than likely accept a Special Jounin rank medic, Suna wasn’t known for their amazing production of medics, they would be more than happy if a medic just came along, willing to join them. Once he was inside he would make plans, yes, evil plans. After he had done what he had came to do, he would flee.
Mouse slung his backpack over his back, and began to slowly walk towards the entrance to Iwa. He wasn’t going to have much of a hard time leaving, the people of Iwa would gladly get rid of him. He was going to stroll through the gates as easy as last time, then he would be on his way, over to Sunagakure to go undercover. For how long? Mouse didn’t know, he could pretend to be a member of the Suna shinobi for years before he acted. It wouldn’t be a bad idea actually, he would be able to get stronger and flourish under the village of Suna, he would use them to get strong, and when he was stronger than all of them, he would act. As Moussa approached the gates he was stopped in his tracks by three shuriken, flying in his direction. He quickly drew his large kunai, deflecting them out of his path. He turned to see three Iwa Jonin blocking his path. “We’re not letting you leave, traitor. YOU DIE HERE!” one of the jonin sprinted at Mouse, Kunai in hand, and swung wildly for his throat. Mouse ducked the wild slash, cutting the muscles and tendons in the jonin’s leg, preventing him from running. When the jonin attempted the run and felt his leg limp, Mouse stabbed him through the heart with his 7 inch kunai. He would die fast. Mouse turned to the other two jonin. “Anyone else want to try?” They both stood still. They didn’t even see them coming. In a flash Mouse had drawn his other Kunai, and both of his kunai at the Jonin. Both jonin took hits, directly between he eyes. Mouse couldn’t afford to leave them alive, a pursuit squad could’ve been sent after him. He went and retrieved his two Kunai, and cleaned them in the dirt; and with that, he was gone.
Moussa sprinted through the trees, going faster than he had ever gone before, leaping from branch to branch, from tree to tree. If he kept up the pace he would be in Suna in no time at all. Iwa villagers had probably found the dead Jounin by now, but they wouldn’t have bothered sending anyone after Mouse. Too little resources, Iwa couldn’t afford to spread their ninja any thinner than they already were. Moussa immediately noticed the change of landscape. Desert. He was in the desert surrounding Suna, that meant he was close. He picked up the pace even more than when he was first running, going extremely fast now. Then he found himself at the village gates. He calmly strolled towards the guard posts, and spoke to the guards on duty….
Word Count: 957/800
Last edited by Moussa Sissoko on Mon Nov 05, 2012 5:52 pm; edited 1 time in total
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