It's been a while since Sanosuke walked into this bar. He had been there before as a genin starting off but now it's seems as though that was so long ago. He fought so many villains and had many missions under his belt. He even met some younger shinobi from Kumo that he helped train. Sanosuke was just a few ranks away from becoming a Special Jonin himself. So that would mean that he might someday get a squad of his own. His own squad..Sanosuke couldn't help but chuckle at that.

When he walked in the bar and sat down and signaled for the bartender "Honey Suckle Sake if you don't mind bro" Sanosuke said with a yawn. He really needed some training. Kumo was getting a bit quiet these days

Nulden pushed the door fully open before he strutted through the doorway into the bar for the first time. Before now he had always been disallowed by his aunt to go anywhere near a place that served alcohol, even though Nulden, as a member of the CIA clan, would never be tall enough to pass as a teenager. The only reason people even believed that he was a shinobi was the forehead protector. Even then his identity was often questioned.

Now that he was free from the shackles of his extended family he could finally see what this place had to offer him. In spite of the fact that he could never be served alcohol he could still attempt for food and friends. This could even be a place of employment one day! There were enough people there, but one shinobi interested him more than any other.

He ran up to the ninja who was obviously trying to speak to somebody else and stood behind him. He extended his hand, smiled, and closed his eyes as he waited. He would wait for hours before he so much as worried that the man had left. Nulden was just happy to get a chance to use his good manners.

The bottle of sake arrived at his table with a soft clank of the table. From the look of the bottle, there was water streaking from it from the cold and chill of the water. It looked so mouth watering that it almost made Sanosuke cry. The bottle wasn't even open and yet he was already drooling. The memories of the times he drank honey suckle sake was still fresh in his mind. And soon it'll be in his stomach. He turned his attention to see the person at the bar greeting him. The man looked older than he was and from what he saw, he was able to find the Kumogakure headband on the man's body.

"Oh hey, I see your a shinobi though I never seen you before" Sanosuke said to the man. He got a saucer and poured the delicious drink in the saucer and drained it with ease.

Nulden shook Bisnu's hand, elated to be noticed, "I am Nulden Shi, and it is a pleasure to meet you! Might I ask your name?" He released his fellow shinobi's hand before crossing both of his hands behind his back and standing up on his toes as to look just a little bit taller. He pushed a chipper smile onto his face in spite of how angry he was about his vertically challenged status. In less than two months he would be able to get alcohol here but nobody would believe he was above the age of sixteen until he was all old and wrinkly.

((OOC. sorry for Skipping Sano, but wanna end this thread fast :) ))

Binsu noticed the guy release his hold, so he pulled back his hand and placed it in his right pocket. He continued to look at the kid, but was forced to say his name when the kid asked for it. He thought about keeping it a secret away from him and using a fake name instead, but decided that honesty was the best policy. If Binsu was ever to make friends, he had to earn their trust first. He now smiled at the kid, and said, "My name is Binsu, Genko Binsu and it is a pleasure to meet you Nudeln". Binsu didn't want to control too much of the conversation, so he allowed the kid to decide for once, what they talk about next.

Nulden grinned wildly, just soaking up the idea that somebody at a bar was treating him like the grown shinobi that he was. He laughed a little. "Are you a fan of fighting total strangers? If so I have some news that may be very interesting to you!" Nudeln pulled out a piece of bread that he had scraped words into as not to forget the details of the upcoming event. He then looked at the strangely elegant hand writing and started to read. "The birdy from Iwa planned a huge fight. People with all sorts of ranks are going to be there. It's in Iwa. It starts when all of us get there!" Nulden grinned, pleased with himself for having something interesting to say. "Wanna go?"

Nudlen giggles and leaps from the bar dramatically. "As soon as I figure out where Iwa is we are going to be in the coolest fight ever! I just hope that little pigeon has help with the decorating..." With that Nulden took off towards the outskirts of the village. The excitement was almost too much to bear. He couldn't think of anything better than shocking all of those Iwa ninjas with his amazing food, he suddenly got the perfect idea to make sure that he would be properly respected! He would bring cake!
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