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After the Fourth Great Shinobi World War ended, the world was experiencing a time of peace. The villages for once were able to live in relative harmony with one another as they rebuilt, and for once, all seemed to be well. The kage were able to live peaceful lives and soon began retiring, passing on the baton to the next generations. That is until an unknown virus infects the northern coast. The first to fall is the once powerful Raikage, Ay. While many thought this virus was a simple mutation of what may have well been the flu, no one would ever think of the destruction it would cause. Especially when it infected a certain Uzumaki Naruto.
With his death came the malice; with the malice came the destruction; with the destruction came the shinobi' revolt; and with the revolt came the sacrifices. The Bijuu became filled with malice that they sought to destroy the world. Shinobi sought a way to fight them and once again capture each of the Bijuu. Time passed, and a plan was devised. The Jinchuuriki would be sacrificed for the greater good of the world, and with the deaths of nine individuals, an uneasy peace began.
As time continued, the villages began to truly restructure. In a peace that would last 80 years after the downfall of the Bijuu, the world would see the creation of a great many things. Technology was beginning to take root and before long the blossoms that grew from the tree of the advanced mind would bear fruit. A many great things came to be. A railroad between the vast many nations. Mechanical limbs to replace lost ones. Radios that could reach between villages. Everything seemed to be becoming less reliant on the shinobi. Only the need for them never truly vanished. As with the growth of time, also continued the growth of malice.
Post by Tsukaima Heiki on Aug 28, 2014 4:12:27 GMT
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“Do this, do that...” Heiki muttered, each footfall landing heavily on the cobblestone of the village walk. “I'm not a cure-all, I'm a messenger.”
Deliver a message from the Raikage to the daimyou of Yu no Kuni, whom resides in Yugakure. That was all and well, but Heiki must of hopped aboard the bad-luck train, because it was just one problem after another. He'd been intercepted by the guard at the gate, which was understandable, even most normal establishments intercepted him, but annoying nonetheless. The daimyou was out of town, meaning Heiki needed to stay an additional four days here to receive the message. Having not expected that, Heiki had not brought enough fare for temporary living expenses. Bartering with the owner of a cheap inn had him a room in exchange for work at the Takahiro Resort, one of the many springs that dotted this village and this land.
Now that would have been fine, but the Takahiro resort was selected because the Takahiro Inn owner's elderly grandmother owned the resort, which was in need of repairs and stock. This sent Heiki on yet another chase: Find the blonde-haired, blue-eyed stableboy who lived on the edge of town. From what Heiki had seen, blonde wasn't a common hair color in this village, so the boy wouldn't be that hard to find. At least, that was what Heiki thought when he'd set out to look for Takahiro Ryouhei. And of course, the stableboy was not at home but out and about within the town.
Why the stableboy, you ask? He was childhood friends and cousin to the inn owner's daughter. The boy knew all of the tricks of the trade for running things in the village, having grown up twenty years caring for the inn. But as of late, the elderly woman was growing frail. The story went on, Heiki would assure you, but at that point he'd stopped listening and merely waited to be sent off to the next location. Closing his eyes to avoid stares and listening to footsteps to avoid collisions, the summon wandered down the street, thinking of where he should even begin looking, tempted to crumple the photo in his pocket to vent a tiny bit of irritation out, but choosing not to as it wasn't his to keep and flicked the tip of his spade tail instead.
a man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly
tame a wolf
He had never thought that once a mission would take him all the way out to this village and be solved so quickly that he had some time to spend around the village before returning home, which he quickly took advantage of. He deserved to have a nice vacation an this place sure had that nice quaint feel to it. It wasn't long till he found himself trying some of the local delicacies as he walked down the street, not even noticing the odd ball of a person heading his way.
Post by Tsukaima Heiki on Aug 28, 2014 6:09:33 GMT
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It was, perhaps, the mouth-watering scent of dried meat that caused the male's chocolate eyes to open. Heiki paused, casting glances at the crowd around him (who likewise cast sideways glances at him), trying to find the source of the smell, and perhaps the location of where it came from. The faun paused, stretching on tippy-toe in an attempt to peer over the moving crowd. Those few extra inches allowed him to see a certain head floating through the people. A blonde one. Score!
Trotting forward, Heiki pulled the picture from his pocket, glancing from it to the glimpses of the male through the crowd. Blonde hair: check. Blue eyes: Probably check; the faun couldn't tell from the light. Late-teens early-twenties: Check. A mistake was possible, but he hadn't crossed many blondes in his quest thus far. Therefore, Heiki went up to the stranger, cutting off his path and holding up the picture.
“Is this you?” he asked in a lazy northern drawl.
Getting a good look at the blonde now, Heiki lowered the picture slightly; this male's face wasn't quite familiar. Turning to look at the picture then back to the person he'd located, he sighed. It wasn't Takahiro Ryouhei. Spotting the headband tied around the bicep, Heiki identified the human as not only a shinobi—not what he was looking for—but as one from a far hidden village.
“Whatever. You're close enough. I need you to come with me.”
a man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly
tame a wolf
Of all the unexpected things to happen in Okami's lifetime nothing could have prepared him for this. Down the street and coming closer to him was something he thought he'd only see in his dreams. Holding up a picture of some random guy and asking Okami if he was that guy in the picture was some sort of...goat man? Or goat fish lizard thing? Just what the hell was this guy?! "Uh... I think you might want to get your eye's checked because that isn't-"
The thing wasn't even listening as he, it was a he right, just said that it didn't matter and he wanted Okami to come with him anyway. If he was anything but a shinobi he'd probably be calling out the "R-word" since there were already eyes trying to get a good look at this guy. "Look Mr.... Chimera Man, do you honestly expect me to go with you because you asked nicely? I mean I still might cause your cool looking, but you seriously have the wrong guy and wouldn't it be better for you to keep on looking for him?"
Post by Tsukaima Heiki on Aug 29, 2014 7:23:31 GMT
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Heiki gave an amused half-smile at being called “Mr. Chimera Man.” It was one of the better terms that had been used to describe him. And this guy thought he looked cool, to boot. A lot more welcome reaction than usual. Heiki shifted his weight to his right leg, tapping the tip of his cloven hoof on the ground while thinking of something to entice this shinobi with. He didn't appear too bright, so it may not take much.
“This matter is of the utmost importance. I was informed the fate of the village rest on a man who looked similar to the man in this picture, for it was the only example the daimyou possessed. And as the fates would have it, I found you, who fits the description of the one I was to find. The fate of this village rests in your hands, Shinobi of Iwagakure.”
notes Goat fish lizard chimera man. *you're you're you're you're. Also, Heiki gets his kicks playing pranks on people. I'd have written more but I really want to see Okami's reaction to this. xD
a man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly
tame a wolf
This guy couldn't be serious was he? Did he really think that sort of lie was enough to persuade the Iwa ninja? Well okay maybe a little, but only because Okami figured he might get something out of this whole thing. "Well if the daiymo wants to see me then who am I to keep them waiting? So mind leading the way Mr....?"
Post by Tsukaima Heiki on Aug 29, 2014 20:58:28 GMT
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"Well if the daiymo wants to see me then who am I to keep them waiting? So mind leading the way Mr....?"
Heiki's tail swayed like a cat's. The expression on this male read disbelief, but the words spoke otherwise. Perhaps he was dimmer than Heiki first thought; keeping up the façade would be quite amusing. However, the daimyou was out of town and Heiki needed the blonde for more mundane tasks than village fates.
“Heiki. Tsukaima Heiki. Right this way, Shinobi-sama.”
Taking a step aside and making a gesture that said “you first,” Heiki walked alongside the male.
“I appreciate you being a sport, but we both know a farce isn't the way to earn your help. I've been on a wild goose chase the majority of the day and frankly what I need this guy for is something simple. Do it in his stead and you'll get paid. Fair enough?”
a man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly
tame a wolf
"I figured as much, you'd have to be pretty desperate to go after some look alike than the actual guy your hunting for." He blonde said with a cocky tone and a smile as he looked back at the creature as he walked past him. "So what exactly do you need me to do? My guess is take over this person's job of training some Genin or what? You were looking for a guy who was a shinobi weren't you?"
Post by Tsukaima Heiki on Aug 30, 2014 4:55:15 GMT
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"I figured as much, you'd have to be pretty desperate to go after some look alike than the actual guy your hunting for."
“It's been a pretty long day for me.”
Bored chocolate eyes watched the blonde human for a moment.
"So what exactly do you need me to do? My guess is take over this person's job of training some Genin or what? You were looking for a guy who was a shinobi weren't you?"
Heiki's hard feet clopped on the cobblestone as he walked, waiting for his author to commit to a feasible reason for him to have approached this Iwa shinobi in the first place, aside from being a look-alike to the intended target, of course.
“Uh-nn,” Heiki said, shaking his head. “A stableboy of the ranch on the edge of the village. A civilian. Yugakure hasn't sport a single shinobi in well over a century now. It merely caters to them.” He hummed momentarily. “An old woman at a small old resort requires some repairs in exchange for me staying for free. Most of it will likely be mundane tasks for a shinobi such as yourself, I'm sure, but the stableboy was supposed to help me do it, among other nameless tasks I haven't been assigned yet.”
No, the specific jobs were to come after Heiki found the male he'd been originally looking for. Heiki supposed it didn't matter who he brought back, so long as a person was retrieved to execute the desired tasks that would make Heiki's stay in this village affordable until his job could be completed.
“What do I call you?”
Knowing a name to call this person would be helpful for the temporary partnership.
notes I'm going to take advantage of Okami's crystal style so hard and the repair jobs will consist of patching large holes or the like in which crystal can be used.
a man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly
tame a wolf
"Call me Okami." he answered to the guy asking for his name. So he was supposed to play repairman for this guy? Well that was a bit underwhelming to hear, he thought he was gonna try and capture some rogue criminal or bust some teeth, guess you can't win them all. "So repairman, got it. So uh, if you don't mind me asking um... What the heck are you? Are you some kind of failed experiment gone wrong? Cause I've heard about some people doing that in this time and age for kicks or whatever."
Post by Tsukaima Heiki on Aug 31, 2014 12:09:39 GMT
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"Call me Okami."
“Okami-san,” the summon confirmed. Wolf. The blonde didn't look like any wolf Heiki had seen, both literally and figuratively, but the chuunin knew well that looks were decieving. But, at least he looked like he was okay with coming.
"So repairman, got it. So uh, if you don't mind me asking um... What the heck are you? Are you some kind of failed experiment gone wrong? Cause I've heard about some people doing that in this time and age for kicks or whatever."
If Heiki was a lesser creature, he would have snorted. Yet another who hadn't heard of the Tsukaima clan. That was fine; it wasn't like they were well-known outside Kaminari no Kuni, and this shinobi was from a very far country. But he'd been asked similar questions over the years during his travels that he had plenty of fun answers; he selected one of the more amusing.
“Six twenty-three. That was my name up until the age of seven. We were cultured after generations of study in a lab in the far north of Kaminari no Kuni. We have the DNA of ancient dragons and minotaurs, both thought to be monsters of mere legend. Our creator's intent was to create a species of power that was capable of performing commands like perfect soldiers. Very few of the experiments survived. At the age of nine, forces from Kumogakure discovered and obliterated the lab. Myself and four others were the only ones to escape. Trying to treat us as the normal humans we knew we could never be, the Raikage of Kumogakure integrated us into their shinobi system, making use of our enhanced traits for the good of the village.”
Heiki recounted the story solemnly, as if it were a bad memory he'd long wished to forget but couldn't. Most people stopped believing at “dragons” and “minotaurs” but there were those select few who hung onto every word. Okami-san, amusingly, seemed to be a member of the latter, so Heiki continued on.
“I have a sister, Momo, who had just been born at the time of our rescue. Of us five, only she gets to live a captive-free life, with a real name at birth, and never having to remember a chidhood either locked inside a glass cylinder filled with oxygenated liquid or on a table being examined. She got to grow up kicking balls and playing in mud, losing her balance and falling in grass—you have no idea how strange the concept of grass was at first—and of course she grew up with sunshine. A new world, really. But if you meet any of us, Okami-san, keep in mind that none of us have much trust for humans, for they are what created us and gave us the shitty life we had. If I feel threatened by you I will not think twice of rendering your flesh from its bones and feasting on your innards. Now, let's go fix stuff and get you paid.”
Heiki trotted alongside the Iwa shinobi, clearly more amused than he should be after recounting such a tale. He didn't lie about Momo, for the most part (aside from being born of one of the “experiments”). The look on his companion's face was a look of mistrust and disbelief.
“I'm kidding. I won't eat you. Flesh rendering is too time consuming. It's a completely messy affair and unless I drag you off to an uninhabited area I'll likely be discovered and then I won't finish my job and get paid to go home, I'll likely be put down or something. Entirely not worth the trouble.”
Once they arrived at the tiny resort, The pair stopped in front of it. The elderly woman in charge was sweeping the front porch, and waved when she saw them. A gust of wind blew through, shaking the wooden sign that read “Hotsprings!” on rusted chains. And, apparently, they were very badly rusted, for one side snapped from the gust. After a moment of dangling, the other side snapped, and the 2'x4' sign fell, clattering loudly on the cobblestones in front of the old lady. All three stared dumbly at the sign.
notes Woman is a nameless npc, takahiro last name. xD so takahiro-san? anyway feel free to manipulate her. the place is full of holes and essentially "why the hell is this even still open?" But the hotspring area is glorious, and that would be why.
Also, that story, made it up as i went. it, too, is glorious
a man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly
tame a wolf
Okami took one giant quizzical look at the monster man before taking a step away from him to put distance between them. That was one hell of a story, one that Okami had a had time believing but, the whole part about ripping to shreds was the icing on the top that sent the word "danger" to his head as the guy spoke. This was really going to turn into one hell of a day wasn't it? "Well um, I hope you enjoy a very good life of freedom." the wolfboy said as they reached their destination, which by Okami's standards would probably require the hands of many skilled carpenters instead of one shinobi.
"So I'm supposed to help with this place? Pretty sure it's gonna take more tha-" He was soon cut off by the woman as she started yelling at the goat man for bringing the wrong guy. Guess the both of them would be filled with disappointment by the end of the day.
Post by Tsukaima Heiki on Aug 31, 2014 23:42:45 GMT
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“Tsukaima! You can't finish the simple task of finding one person?!” the bitter woman yelled, clearly angry he'd brought the wrong blonde home. This was not her granddaughter's cousin. “Are all of your kind as daft as you?”
“No, ma'am.”
The woman walked across the large sign, broom in her hand looking like it was ready to strike against the summon's hide rather than sweep the ground. But instead of hitting him when she reached the pair, she put the bristles down on the ground, inspecting Okami. Circling him—Heiki bounced back so she wouldn't brush him passing between—the woman squeezed Okami's bicep and hummed.
“He seems strong enough. You could have brought worse.” She stepped back, pointing the handle of the broom towards the sign before resuming the sweeping at the end of the walk. “You can start by putting that sign back up, boys. Some of the guest rooms inside need walls repaired, and I'm positive there's a hole in the kitchen roof. Squirrels have been causing damage and stealing food. You can find tools in the closet behind the reception desk.”
The blonde companion looked ready to refuse at the sight of the resort's state, and frankly the faun didn't blame him. It was the promise of free lodging and free food that made the labor worth it, as well as the use of the property's facilities. Perhaps it wasn't money payment, no, but in a vacation village like this, it was still worth it. The stranger might get similar treatment since he got pulled along for the ride.
“It's worth it either way,” Heiki commented “Free stuff. Plus, I think I smelled rats before I left; that means dinner will be good too if we can catch vermin while we're working.”
Sometimes Heiki had a tendency to forget that most humans don't enjoy eating things like rats and lizards and other munchables that were considered odd or vermin. Some humans did eat those kinds of things though. Sure, if they were poisoned it could make you sick, but the state of the establishment led Heiki to believe no one even bothered. Approaching the sign that had fallen, Heiki crouched to pick it up, shifting his grip and lifting it overhead. It was solid, pretty heavy actually. But it was difficult to two-man something that required leaving the ground.
“Come up here.”
Taking a few steps back, Heiki trotted forward and hopped, landing heavily up on the roof of the one-story building. The extra weight of the wooden sign caused the clay shingles to break under his hard feet, and the shingles coming loose threw him off balance, something that very rarely occurred. Slamming the edge of the sign down on the other side of the roof's shallow peak—unfortunately loosing more tiles—he steadied himself, then peeked over the side to look at the broken terracotta on the sidewalk.
a man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly
tame a wolf
See he knew the guy would get into trouble for bringing the wrong guy. Although it still didn't stop Okami from being roped into cleaning duty, great. He could probably just make a run for it, would anyone really try and stop him? Well the goat man probably would, but the blonde was sure he could take him, or at the very least leave enough distractions to get away safely.
No no, that probably wouldn't be the rudest thing he could do, sure it sounded like a lot of work but at least the goat man was helping, sort of. As he watched the guy try to put the sign back up, and somewhat fail, and jumped up to help him when he called for the boy. "Hm...I think I have an idea. I could probably make something to keep the sign from falling again but your gonna have to hold it up from the ground or it might not work. Think you can do it?"
Post by Tsukaima Heiki on Sept 1, 2014 18:14:06 GMT
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Heiki listened to the Iwa shinobi's idea. It may just work but... Heiki wasn't quite sure if he was tall enough to hold it up where it needed to be. With a nod, the red-head grabbed the sign, avoiding breaking more tiles, and jumped neatly to the ground, setting the short end down to gauge the distance from the ground to the chains. Well... maybe... Lifting the sign, Heiki waddled underneath the chains, shifting his grip and putting his feet apart to steady himself. Lifting the sign as high as he could, he called up,