1 Homeward bound (Travel Kumo to Konoha/ Invite only) Wed Mar 08, 2017 6:35 pm
Tsuyo
D-rank
Tsuyo was unsure of what was to come of all this. His information sources seemed solid. He had checked and rechecked repeatedly with different sources and all he could do now was to investigate personally. That said he wasn't going to walk into a home that had forsaken him alone. Regardless of how powerful he believed himself to be he wasn't a fool. Numbers counted if the death of Uchiha Hao had proved anything. He was not interested in becoming another statistic. Of course that wasn't the only reason. Another of the kings had a personal grudge against his current target as well. Much the same one really. A certain someone within the borders of Konoha had dared to slay Tsuyo's brother after running his whole squad out of the village. Many assassins had failed to kill Tsuyo in the following years until he found a home in Iwa. For some time he was safely hidden while he discovered what power was, when he restored a country and built up students. While he created the very organization that allowed him now to discover the identity of the man that moved the hand of fate around him. Mistakes had been made, actions taken against himself and Mitsuo and now there would be justice served.
For now Tsuyo leaned back against a boulder on the side of the road. His horse drinking from a stream with the saddle already taunt and packed with supplies. He was wearing riding gloves with a white suit shirt and a tie buttoned up the front of it with a silver vest over it. Dark slacks covered his legs hemmed to fit him perfectly. Dress boots with the bottom of the pants tucked over them were obviously polished. Over all of it a dark suit coat covered his shoulders from neck to his knee's with a comfortable button up at the front. A strange glisten coming from the coat that suggested it was not of normal fabric. In his right inner pocket was a metal case with his smokes within and a gold plated zippo. In his left inner coat pocket was two sheathes with only one holding a curved dragon fang dagger. The other was in his right hand as he used it to carve the green apple in his left. The curved blade slicing through it like air. Still he used his thumb to hold the slice in place and bring it to his mouth before chewing on it.
The juice filled his mouth as he chewed and truthfully as with some of the simplest things the taste was divine. He was never much of one for five star dishes or unique foreign foods. A simple apple was still plenty to fill him happily regardless of all his riches. Still his silver eyes shifted to look down the road towards Kumo. He was unsure as of yet when Mitsuo would come or even if he would. He doubted the man would miss a chance at redemption even if he only needed it in his own eyes and yet anxiety filled him. He could not pass up the opportunity and as such even if Mitsuo did not arrive, Tsuyo would progress without him. Truthfully he felt in his heart his fellow king would come. The more pressing issue was if the man would come before any Kumo nin did. They were both fairly wanted in this country. Should anyone of significant rank arrive, leaving would prove rather difficult. Not that Tsuyo would allow anyone to keep him here. Should the Raikage himself arrive to arrest or kill them Tsuyo was determined that he would wipe out anyone in his way. Even that though was paranoia. Kumo would likely gladly see two enemy combatants leaving and had they intentions of taking them down either had been simple to find this whole time.
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For now Tsuyo leaned back against a boulder on the side of the road. His horse drinking from a stream with the saddle already taunt and packed with supplies. He was wearing riding gloves with a white suit shirt and a tie buttoned up the front of it with a silver vest over it. Dark slacks covered his legs hemmed to fit him perfectly. Dress boots with the bottom of the pants tucked over them were obviously polished. Over all of it a dark suit coat covered his shoulders from neck to his knee's with a comfortable button up at the front. A strange glisten coming from the coat that suggested it was not of normal fabric. In his right inner pocket was a metal case with his smokes within and a gold plated zippo. In his left inner coat pocket was two sheathes with only one holding a curved dragon fang dagger. The other was in his right hand as he used it to carve the green apple in his left. The curved blade slicing through it like air. Still he used his thumb to hold the slice in place and bring it to his mouth before chewing on it.
The juice filled his mouth as he chewed and truthfully as with some of the simplest things the taste was divine. He was never much of one for five star dishes or unique foreign foods. A simple apple was still plenty to fill him happily regardless of all his riches. Still his silver eyes shifted to look down the road towards Kumo. He was unsure as of yet when Mitsuo would come or even if he would. He doubted the man would miss a chance at redemption even if he only needed it in his own eyes and yet anxiety filled him. He could not pass up the opportunity and as such even if Mitsuo did not arrive, Tsuyo would progress without him. Truthfully he felt in his heart his fellow king would come. The more pressing issue was if the man would come before any Kumo nin did. They were both fairly wanted in this country. Should anyone of significant rank arrive, leaving would prove rather difficult. Not that Tsuyo would allow anyone to keep him here. Should the Raikage himself arrive to arrest or kill them Tsuyo was determined that he would wipe out anyone in his way. Even that though was paranoia. Kumo would likely gladly see two enemy combatants leaving and had they intentions of taking them down either had been simple to find this whole time.
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