1 Searching for a Lead [Private/Plot/Nanashi] Fri Mar 31, 2017 11:14 pm
Otter Aiden
D-rank
Having finally reached Iwagakure, Aiden would have already somewhat traversed into the village, exploring it and trying to get a feel for it once more. It had been a while since he was last here, traversing through the village, and back then he recalled how he visited Akira, the Tsuchikage, and had requested to be able to perform missions within the village. It wasn't the Sunagakure Nin's aim to learn a mission now, however, instead his goal lied on a different path, one of which isn't pieced out by slips containing the details, but instead of tracks of the hunt. His first clue being that slip of paper, which he pulled out of his pocket, holding it with his right hand as he looked at it. Yeah, this is definitely the symbol of Iwagakure, at least from what he can gather by the headbands of Iwagakure shinobi that had passed by.
He didn't know where to go from here, though. He knew that from here on out he wouldn't really need this slip of paper, instead deciding to rely on what he could personally figure out himself from here on out. He knew that his inability to read would be something that would hurt a lot in this hunt, by why read something when you could make someone talk? He recalled how that monster always liked to shop, to get some goods in his free time to collect or... use. Shivering, he would hold his head between his hands for a moment, his fingers running through his raven hair with extremely dark blue highlights and his face covered by the palms of his hands as he pushed away the thoughts going through his head at that moment, and the slowly rising heated lump in his stomach that man his blood boil just from thinking about it.
Lowering his hands, the Chuunin would look around, seemingly he was at some sort of market, one of which was somewhat similar to the kind they have at Sunagakure back home. He guessed that, as the slip of paper slid out from his right hand and flew away with the wind, he would begin by asking one of the merchants, he decided, and would begin making his way through the market, until he came across a seemingly empty enough stall with a single worker behind it, the wares of which seemingly being some sort of jewelry. Looking at the sign, he couldn't make out what it said at all, but he saw what looked like a lizard wearing jewelry, not to mention the wares available seemed to be little bits and baubles from rings to necklaces.
He figured that these things seemed interesting enough for someone rich like his master to be particularly attracted to, so surely this shop keep must know something about him. "Oh, are you looking to buy something boy? Perhaps for your mother?" The clerk would ask, though Ai wouldn't respond at all, instead acting like he was looking at the baubles as he neared the man, before he would lock his blue eyes upon the man's gray eyes, a rather serious expression on his face as he tried holding back his anger. "No thanks, I'm looking for an old-ish man, grey eyes, round glasses, wears a black skullcap over his bald head. Long grey coat. Have you seen him?"
"Ah, no, I don't believe I have. You might want to try asking at the Administration Building." The merchant would reply, only to be taken by surprise as Aiden would pull him in close, staring into the man's eyes for a few moments before releasing him, pushing the man back, hard enough for him to almost fall before beginning to walk off. "Be glad I think you're being truthful." He would say as he continued on from there, stopping every once in a while to look around, trying to find another stall in which he can assume that man would be interested in, his tail dragging along the ground all the while.
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He didn't know where to go from here, though. He knew that from here on out he wouldn't really need this slip of paper, instead deciding to rely on what he could personally figure out himself from here on out. He knew that his inability to read would be something that would hurt a lot in this hunt, by why read something when you could make someone talk? He recalled how that monster always liked to shop, to get some goods in his free time to collect or... use. Shivering, he would hold his head between his hands for a moment, his fingers running through his raven hair with extremely dark blue highlights and his face covered by the palms of his hands as he pushed away the thoughts going through his head at that moment, and the slowly rising heated lump in his stomach that man his blood boil just from thinking about it.
Lowering his hands, the Chuunin would look around, seemingly he was at some sort of market, one of which was somewhat similar to the kind they have at Sunagakure back home. He guessed that, as the slip of paper slid out from his right hand and flew away with the wind, he would begin by asking one of the merchants, he decided, and would begin making his way through the market, until he came across a seemingly empty enough stall with a single worker behind it, the wares of which seemingly being some sort of jewelry. Looking at the sign, he couldn't make out what it said at all, but he saw what looked like a lizard wearing jewelry, not to mention the wares available seemed to be little bits and baubles from rings to necklaces.
He figured that these things seemed interesting enough for someone rich like his master to be particularly attracted to, so surely this shop keep must know something about him. "Oh, are you looking to buy something boy? Perhaps for your mother?" The clerk would ask, though Ai wouldn't respond at all, instead acting like he was looking at the baubles as he neared the man, before he would lock his blue eyes upon the man's gray eyes, a rather serious expression on his face as he tried holding back his anger. "No thanks, I'm looking for an old-ish man, grey eyes, round glasses, wears a black skullcap over his bald head. Long grey coat. Have you seen him?"
"Ah, no, I don't believe I have. You might want to try asking at the Administration Building." The merchant would reply, only to be taken by surprise as Aiden would pull him in close, staring into the man's eyes for a few moments before releasing him, pushing the man back, hard enough for him to almost fall before beginning to walk off. "Be glad I think you're being truthful." He would say as he continued on from there, stopping every once in a while to look around, trying to find another stall in which he can assume that man would be interested in, his tail dragging along the ground all the while.
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