1 Because Why The Hell Not, Let's Have a Mini Kage Summit. [Karumo or Invite. NK] Sun Oct 09, 2016 12:59 pm
Kenta Inuzuka
D-rank
Alright. So, that was done. He could have been in the area sooner, but he was traveling with people, and they couldn't move as quickly as he could. He wasn't bothered by that, but it was a bit annoying; he'd gotten so used to being surrounded by people that could, or could handle being moved at his normal speeds by him, that he had to check the urge to grab the Natake kid and start sprinting. However, he didn't want to snap the kid's neck from the force of the acceleration, so he kept to a more... average, pace. Satoshi could handle it, sure; not that it was super comfortable, but he could survive a good stretch of that speed before he suffocated, or just collapsed into a puddle of human goo, as Amaya put it.
Oh Amaya, how he wished she was here... but he needed to leave someone behind that could handle Michizuka and the kids. Not that he was worried about Michi, that man could take care of himself just fine, but it was everyone else he was worried about. If Michi wanted too, or was angry enough, he'd break so many brains that Kenta'd come back to the village being reduced to a bunch of mindless bodies that breathed, excreted, and nothing else, because all higher brain function had been fucked into oblivion. It would take some serious frick ups for Michi to do it, but, well; people thought Kenta had a temper... Michi was so much worse when he wanted to be. Leaving Amaya there to keep him calm, especially with Naota off being MIA again, was definitely needed, even if he really wanted her here to keep HIM calm. He had a metric fuckton of problems with this country in general; most of them petty as hell and related entirely to Dengen; hence why he was here and not just sending a Sannin to do the politics. He needed to get over himself, and this was going to be the best way. Forcing himself to interact with the people of the country, see it for himself; immersion therapy, as Michizuka called it. Maybe it would work, maybe it wouldn't.
He'd sent Tre a few minutes ahead of him, so that there was some warning to him appearing in the administration building as he had. Oh, there had been plenty of messenger hawks sent ahead to give them time to prepare properly, and Kashi had arrived long before them with the paperwork and formal announcement of him traveling; but this was as much protocol as a common courtesy, he wasn't looking to scare anyone, nor have the same bullshit happen to him as to Dengen. He was Hokage. He was going to act like the fucking Hokage. There where ways Kage acted toward each other. This new Tsuchikage, Karumo, he was young and green, but he was the legitimate Tsuchikage, so he was going to be shown the level of respect and courtesy that was allotted to his status. As far as Kenta knew, Iwa and Konoha where on solidly good terms lately; especially compared to when he had been in charge originally; so he was trying to be... friendly? No, not friendly... non-confrontational. That, yeah. He wasn't looking to fight, but he didn't know enough about this new kid to do much else. In many ways, this meeting was going to have parallels with his initial meeting with Hikou, but he was having to force himself not to think about that. A sore spot, that was; he'd instantly bonded with Hikou in a way, and they'd become great friends so quickly... to have the male taken from him like that... It hurt, even after all these years. It made Naota laugh though, to see Michi get jealous over a dead man like he did sometimes; which was stupid, Kenta had never been attracted to Hikou in that way, but Michi couldn't help being dramatic over it. That was just how he was.
Living in his head as he was at the moment, he'd passed over paying attention to the village since he'd gotten there with his little group, checking into their hotel in the middle of the night helped with that, as there was nothing to do and no one around. Sleep had come easily enough, he was still adjusting to having things like beds and whatnot after so many years in the wilds; so the padded flooring mats where perfect for him. He liked the smaller secondary room of the suite they'd grabbed; he left Satoshi and Tre to argue over the bed and couch while he passed right the frick out. He proceeded to sleep like death (outside snoring hard enough to shake the walls and probably drive his companions insane), and woke up ready and rearing to go. Hell, he'd even demanded food, which given he hated eating when he first got up, as it made him feel sick and sluggish the rest of the day, was saying something. A last message sent ahead, and now he was there; ready to meet with someone he hoped would be less bumbling baboon and more... Kage. Or at least not a raging idiot.
He was in his robes, sure; but his hat was off, hanging from his shoulders via the little catch that was built into the robes. He hated wearing it unless there was a reason; it was hot and made it harder for him to hear, see, and smell the world. This helped him, though, because very few people outside of Konoha actually knew what he properly looked like, so it was extremely difficult to pretend to be him. The little things made him unique, his single fang mark, the exact shade of sun-bleached honey gold of his hair, the tiniest tinge of green to his golden eyes. His posture, his slight hiccup in how he breathed; the wheeze from his damaged lungs that was getting worse over the years, but not bothering him in the least today. Nothing was, really; he'd managed to convince himself, for the moment, that today would go well. It had him feeling good, and he liked that.
He entered the waiting area of the Administration Building, walking right up to the secretary and attendants that guarded the doors to the rest of the building and walked right up like he was just another person coming in to handle business; which he saw himself as. Hokage or otherwise, he was just another dudebro that didn't care for being treated differently unless it was needed. Outside of political bullshit, he didn't want anyone treating him differently. At the negotiation table? All respect was expected, and he did try to at least earn it, until someone gave him a reason not to; at which point he stopped caring. He approached the group of Iwa people that suddenly looked like they where going to shit themselves (how often does the Hokage just wander in wearing full ceremonial robes acting like another random no-name ninja), and offered a simple introduction: "Inuzuka Kenta, Hokage of Konohagakure no Sato, here to see the Tsuchikage of Iwagakure no Sato. I do believe my attendants had sent word ahead that I would be arriving this morning."
WC: 1237
Oh Amaya, how he wished she was here... but he needed to leave someone behind that could handle Michizuka and the kids. Not that he was worried about Michi, that man could take care of himself just fine, but it was everyone else he was worried about. If Michi wanted too, or was angry enough, he'd break so many brains that Kenta'd come back to the village being reduced to a bunch of mindless bodies that breathed, excreted, and nothing else, because all higher brain function had been fucked into oblivion. It would take some serious frick ups for Michi to do it, but, well; people thought Kenta had a temper... Michi was so much worse when he wanted to be. Leaving Amaya there to keep him calm, especially with Naota off being MIA again, was definitely needed, even if he really wanted her here to keep HIM calm. He had a metric fuckton of problems with this country in general; most of them petty as hell and related entirely to Dengen; hence why he was here and not just sending a Sannin to do the politics. He needed to get over himself, and this was going to be the best way. Forcing himself to interact with the people of the country, see it for himself; immersion therapy, as Michizuka called it. Maybe it would work, maybe it wouldn't.
He'd sent Tre a few minutes ahead of him, so that there was some warning to him appearing in the administration building as he had. Oh, there had been plenty of messenger hawks sent ahead to give them time to prepare properly, and Kashi had arrived long before them with the paperwork and formal announcement of him traveling; but this was as much protocol as a common courtesy, he wasn't looking to scare anyone, nor have the same bullshit happen to him as to Dengen. He was Hokage. He was going to act like the fucking Hokage. There where ways Kage acted toward each other. This new Tsuchikage, Karumo, he was young and green, but he was the legitimate Tsuchikage, so he was going to be shown the level of respect and courtesy that was allotted to his status. As far as Kenta knew, Iwa and Konoha where on solidly good terms lately; especially compared to when he had been in charge originally; so he was trying to be... friendly? No, not friendly... non-confrontational. That, yeah. He wasn't looking to fight, but he didn't know enough about this new kid to do much else. In many ways, this meeting was going to have parallels with his initial meeting with Hikou, but he was having to force himself not to think about that. A sore spot, that was; he'd instantly bonded with Hikou in a way, and they'd become great friends so quickly... to have the male taken from him like that... It hurt, even after all these years. It made Naota laugh though, to see Michi get jealous over a dead man like he did sometimes; which was stupid, Kenta had never been attracted to Hikou in that way, but Michi couldn't help being dramatic over it. That was just how he was.
Living in his head as he was at the moment, he'd passed over paying attention to the village since he'd gotten there with his little group, checking into their hotel in the middle of the night helped with that, as there was nothing to do and no one around. Sleep had come easily enough, he was still adjusting to having things like beds and whatnot after so many years in the wilds; so the padded flooring mats where perfect for him. He liked the smaller secondary room of the suite they'd grabbed; he left Satoshi and Tre to argue over the bed and couch while he passed right the frick out. He proceeded to sleep like death (outside snoring hard enough to shake the walls and probably drive his companions insane), and woke up ready and rearing to go. Hell, he'd even demanded food, which given he hated eating when he first got up, as it made him feel sick and sluggish the rest of the day, was saying something. A last message sent ahead, and now he was there; ready to meet with someone he hoped would be less bumbling baboon and more... Kage. Or at least not a raging idiot.
He was in his robes, sure; but his hat was off, hanging from his shoulders via the little catch that was built into the robes. He hated wearing it unless there was a reason; it was hot and made it harder for him to hear, see, and smell the world. This helped him, though, because very few people outside of Konoha actually knew what he properly looked like, so it was extremely difficult to pretend to be him. The little things made him unique, his single fang mark, the exact shade of sun-bleached honey gold of his hair, the tiniest tinge of green to his golden eyes. His posture, his slight hiccup in how he breathed; the wheeze from his damaged lungs that was getting worse over the years, but not bothering him in the least today. Nothing was, really; he'd managed to convince himself, for the moment, that today would go well. It had him feeling good, and he liked that.
He entered the waiting area of the Administration Building, walking right up to the secretary and attendants that guarded the doors to the rest of the building and walked right up like he was just another person coming in to handle business; which he saw himself as. Hokage or otherwise, he was just another dudebro that didn't care for being treated differently unless it was needed. Outside of political bullshit, he didn't want anyone treating him differently. At the negotiation table? All respect was expected, and he did try to at least earn it, until someone gave him a reason not to; at which point he stopped caring. He approached the group of Iwa people that suddenly looked like they where going to shit themselves (how often does the Hokage just wander in wearing full ceremonial robes acting like another random no-name ninja), and offered a simple introduction: "Inuzuka Kenta, Hokage of Konohagakure no Sato, here to see the Tsuchikage of Iwagakure no Sato. I do believe my attendants had sent word ahead that I would be arriving this morning."
WC: 1237