九尾

Naruto Uzumaki - 平和のようなものがあれば、私はそれを見つけるでしょう。 - 私はあきらめない！ - Affiliated with Citta-Alveare -

[powderedwitch]

Places a hand gently over her mouth to hold back small chuckles. Whoever this young boy was, he was surely entertaining for the powerless creator. “I see. Since you’re able to make clones of yourself, you’ll surely be a powerful ally for me in future events.” Tapping her chin, a small smirk swept across her face as she gave deep thought to her next pair of words. “Very well. You’ll be apart of my kitty guards,a force that is hand picked by myself. Oh, it seems that you were so excited to join my small team that, that we forgot to give a proper introduction. I’m, Featherine Augustus Aurora, Witch of Theatergoing, Drama and Spectating. Nice to meet you.” The introduction was sorta of long, do her her full name and long title. Hopefully this boy could at least remember her first name. Even if he didn’t it was understandable since her name was so long.

[hoka9e]

When she chuckled, his own smile faltered for a bit as he is temporarily memorized by the woman. As soon as his ability is appraised, that mirthful curve of his mouth returns as his attention is regained. Getting rid of the clones, they simply disappeared into thin air from beside him, the original Naruto remaining standing in front of his new employer. Did he just get himself a new job? What a lucky day!

Even though he's supposed to be focused on getting out of here... Well, at least he's got something to do until then. He needs money to buy ramen somehow. Or is this a volunteer kind of deal? Huh, maybe he should have asked before he joined.

Oh right- introductions.

"My name's Naruto Uzumaki and I'm a ninja-" He paused, holding back anymore details than that. Even though she's his new 'boss', he couldn't just go around telling everyone what he really held inside of him. Not that it does him any good at the moment.

"It's nice to meet you too, Feather..ying. August... Aro...rah." There's an attempt.

[11037strikes]

The enthusiasm is unexpected, but Leon can dig it. After all, he’s a pretty passionate young man himself (barring the frequent panic attacks due to… well, stuff that’s not important right now). He gives a laugh, taking in the other’s question and racking his brain for the answer.

"I think that means Sector oo5, apartment floor D. I’m in Sector oo4, wanna just come along and you can hop into oo5?"

[hoka9e]

He didn't notice the other's somewhat timid demeanor flitting behind a laugh, not always the best at picking up those kinds of things when lacking a lot of sleep... or in general. It'd be easier to say the ninja is a little oblivious to other's emotions, only picking up on particular behaviors when no one else seems to. Listening to the man's offer, his grin grew larger to the point where it hurt his cheeks.

Not that he minded.

"Really- you wouldn't mind?" Naruto threw a hand into the air before his new found friend could answer, fist clenched in victory. "Alright! Let's go!"

[ramenk]

"Are you stupid!? I am the Nine-Tails! I haven't fallen so far that a little child can influence me!"

[11037strikes]

The redhead stopped short, noticing a certain spiky-haired teen nearby, looking around as though he were lost and mumbling about apartments. He approached with just a hint of caution, quirking a brow.

"Need some help, man?"

[hoka9e]

Oh boy- someone paid attention! The caution coming from the other male is readily ignored as the ninja walks right up to him too- so that there is little distance left. A big grin is plastered across his face, his hope already soaring far above any expectations anyone would normally have when asking help from a stranger. The loss of sleep is overrun by his usual excitement, as short-lived as it may be.

"Yeah, I do!"

"Do you know where the apartments are? I live in... D-5?"

[starrifle-deactivated20140706]

Target -☆- Practice

❝5 steps –☆.❞

❝6 steps –❞

Each mutter was followed by the swift ‘pop’ of plastic bullets being fired from a similarly cheaply constructed rifle. The weapon was a lot smaller and a lot less lethal than Yoko was accustomed to, but for now she needed to make do with what was available until an upgrade could somehow be obtained.

❝7 steps –❞

Currently, the sniper was testing out the range and damage ratio (if any) of her plastic air rifle, having choppily etched a bulls-eye into the bark of tree growing in one of the communal parks. The target was hit flawlessly with every aim but the flimsy pellets barely made any indent. At the rate things were going, they wouldn’t reach far beyond the 10 pace distance either!

Rearranging her position for the 8th shot, she adjusted the sight spot just over her eye, finger balancing against the trigger when a sudden blur of colours briskly wandered into her line of fire.

❝Woah–!❞

Jolting her arm upwards just in time for the missile’s trajectory to be lifted above the unsuspecting citizen’s head, she issued a long sigh of relief at the averted crisis.

❝Hey there, you should be more careful you know, you could have been hurt!❞

But then she remembers the frail, hollow rounds she’d been given in guise of ammunition and all amassed panic dissipated in a wave of mild embarrassment instead.

❝Well, maybe not so much this time–☆.❞

[hoka9e]

He isn't sure where he is, but he can guess it's a park by the large spaces of green and trees surrounding the area. Plus, there's a few benches and it's quieter than the rest of the city he's been deliberately thrown in against his will. The ninja kept wandering around with a certain goal in mind, trying to find his way out, and so far he hasn't found anything of interest other than some creepy man with a bloody newspaper and some hot lady looking for a kitty bodyguard. Whatever that means.

He heard the loud pop beside his head instead of seeing what had caused it, lifting his hands in defense and looking at the source with surprise.

Is that a weapon? Did he almost just die?

Lowering his hands after he realized the immediate danger is over, the blond looks over at the girl carefully- pulling his mouth into a frown. At least he hadn't been wounded, but that didn't mean it's necessarily his fault for almost getting shot.

"Huh-? But this is a park, right? Why would I be careful in a park?"

Lifting up a finger to scratch the side of his face, he pondered the idea. Struck by his own rational thoughts, he defensively narrowed his eyes.

"You should be more careful where you point that thing!"

[hoka9e]

Tired blue eyes blinked wearily, a look of exhaustion mixed with numb frustration appearing on the blond's features. He scanned around, trying to catch someone's gaze and get their attention. So far, no luck.

"Doesn't anyone know how to get to the apartments?"

[powderedwitch]

"You? You want to be part of my special kitty guard? You’re so young though, I wonder what kind of abilities you hold." She smirked.

[hoka9e]

"Huh- I'm not that young. And I don't know what special kitty guard means, but..." He straightens up, clearing his voice.

"I can do this.. so far." His hands move together making various signs as he murmured under his breath, creating two clones of himself on either side of him. They both smiled, whiskers stretching across their faces while they saluted and shouted.

"At your service, miss!"

"You're beautiful!"

[hoka9e]

Shadow Clones

[hankotekina-deactivated20140403]

Who knew trying to find a pizza joint around here would be so annoying? Honestly now. Navigating around the city back home was easier than this. With a huff the turtle had calmly walked along, kicking a rock or two along the way to release some of the frustration he felt beginning to build. And this blond kid sure didn’t make it any better. At first Raphael had stumbled a bit, turning to yell at the guy who bumped into him. Before he knew it he was getting his face pinched and head rattled seemingly all at once. Raph rubbed his face and turned this way and that to try and find the perpetrators, finally setting his gaze dead set on the other ninja. His hands balled into fists, eye twitching and a sneer setting on his face. Oh he’s done it now.

" Hey! Get back here ya little punk! " he yelled, beginning to run surprisingly fast at Naruto. Oh the irony of it all.

[hoka9e]

Hah, what a great prank! It'd be even better if he perhaps didn't allow himself to gloat and be seen by his target.Turning back around at the label 'little punk', he held up his hands defensively with a sheepish grin. About to explain it's only a harmless joke and he isn't a little punk, well at least he isn't little anymore, the blond opens his eyes- finding the turtle to be surprisingly quick. Wait-

"Nan dattebayo?! A giant turtle-?"

Reeling back in shock, he twists on his feet to begin to run, blue eyes wide like saucers. He just isn't catching a break around here!

[powderedwitch]

:

"Seems this city is a little to dangerous for a woman like me.  Perhaps I should form a special kitty guard once again to aid me till I get all my powers back."

[hoka9e]

Wow, she's pretty.

"Haa-! I could be your special guard."

[freshdestruction-deactivated201]

hoka9e

Blonde hair!? A foreigner no doubt. This city has all kinds of different people. 

[hoka9e]

"Oi-"

"I'm not the one with the horns."

[neversmileatsircrocodile-blog]

Well look at the sass on this boy. Who the hell did he think he was? Crocodile was only trying to have a civil conversation, and blondie here had the audacity to not even stop. The pirate got up from his seated position and tossed the newspaper to the ground - right in a wet patch of blood no less; and as the pages begun to soak up the red liquid the wanted man called him out through clenched teeth and a lit cigar.

"Hey, kid. Didn’t anyone ever teach you any manners? I wasn’t done talking to you.”

[hoka9e]

An animated shiver ran down the ninja's back as he turned around to watch the figure stand, teeth clenched beneath the tight line of his mouth. What did he want from him, huh? Money? Well too bad! He can't have any- no matter how scary scar-face looks.. and no matter how much blood the newspaper is currently soaking up.

"Didn't anyone teach you any manners?"

His tone is accusing, hiding any hint of fear that he may be feeling.

"I'm not a kid, believe it!"

[mangekyouillusionist]

hoka9e started following you

[mangekyouillusionist]

"You’re quite alive, Naruto.  Everyone here has been brought from their homes and into this world, dead or alive.  I know this may seem odd to hear, but this is a truth that I’ve come to terms with," Itachi began in order to calm the boy down.  Just from the battle against Nagato was a memory Itachi did not wish to recall.  Closing his eyes, the Uchiha gave a small sigh.

"You have been severely weakened, Naruto.  Your abilities were taken away and possibly even the Kyuubi’s chakra as well," Itachi would explain a rather darker part of this city’s experiments for some.  The weakening of one’s abilities is not necessarily a big threat for some, but there were others that this would impact, greatly.  He was quite uncertain whether Naruto knew this or not.

[hoka9e]

He wanted to say he didn't believe him, but it is hard not to. He didn't have any reason not to right now, watching the elder Uchiha with a careful gaze. He had helped him out before, so maybe he's helping again.

Still, the news concerns the blond for only a moment- before he closes his eyes- trying to feel if he had been separated from the nine-tailed beast. The low grumble within his head is given along with a 'I'm not gone yet, kit.' confirms that the fox is still sealed away inside of him. "He's still here." A pause, and he opens his eyes with surprise.

"But I can't borrow his chakra."

It's not necessarily the worst thing, considering his own chakra reserves are large due to his lineage, but he can hardly use any of it- that much is made apparent. As if suddenly becoming aware of this situation, he darted those wild blue eyes back onto Itachi.

"Are you weakened too?"

[hoka9e]

Shadow Clones

[keimunakata]

Kei was wandering the streets as usual in this city when he was bumped on the side from behind by an orange flash. Not again with the bumping into a new guy. But then he was tapped on the other shoulder by another one. And then his cheek got pulled from the first time’s side by another one. Then somebody ran hands through his hair and messed up his hard worked upon spikes. Kei turned around and the perpetrator was gone, but he was pretty sure what color he would have been. Looking forwards again, he spies a kid in an orange jacket and deduces that it was him.

"You’re not getting away with messing up my perfect blue hair! My hair is no longer perfect, therefore I’ll kill you!"

Yelling at the stranger he dashes off at full speed. If the city wasn’t dampening his powers, he would already have been at the kids throat.

[hoka9e]

His grin fades, nose scrunching slightly at the stranger's words. Kill him for messing up his hair? Is that what he said? His hair had already been pretty crazy, he didn't think he messed it up that bad.

"Isn't that kinda harsh-"

He cuts off when the man is running towards him at pretty quick speeds with malice clear in his intentions. Dropping his hand slowly, he quickly starts moving- turning around to begin running in the opposite direction. He couldn't move as fast as he could normally, but he's still quick. Still, this would be easier if he had any of his other powers- but this city didn't allow that.

"Come on, can't we talk about this? It was just a little joke!"

[tamedcount]

"WHY IS THAT THE FIRST GOD DAMNED THING YOU NOTICE?!"

All these bald comments were starting to get to him. Then again, he was always sensitive on the subject.

[hoka9e]

"EH- WHAT ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO NOTICE FIRST!?"

"It's like a shiny dinner plate..." His stomach rumbles at the thought of food, which is more important than this bald creep's hair problems. Or lack of hair problems.

[hoka9e]

+ justonepunch 

"So... bald."

[chuunin-blog]

[neversmileatsircrocodile-blog]

The man had been here for around… an hour? And already he had found a place to call home. District Delta had a lot of lovely boxes, and Crocodile had luckily ran into a luxurious three box condo apartment!

And a lot of blood. But that could be washed out.

So there he was, reading the paper and trying ever so hard to not get a paper he had found at the side of the road covered in the red stuff.

"Quite an interesting place, this city. Wouldn’t you say? I feel almost right at home.”

[hoka9e]

Stopping in his fervent wandering once he is spoken to, indirectly or not, Naruto takes a moment to look at the man. Blue hues narrow immediately at the scar crossing the bridge of this stranger's nose, suddenly reminded of Iruka. He had the undeniable urge to become louder and more brash, but quickly brushes those thoughts away.

This weird guy is talking to him, not Iruka. Probably a real creep too, from the looks of it.

"Sure thing mister, it's really interesting." He begins to walk away with that absent remark, but not before noticing the blood surrounding scar-face's box dump.

Walks faster.