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[kisamc]

"Do keep your distance. It would be a shame to kill you.."

❝ KILL ME? ❞ Kisame repeated, a laugh in his voice. He considered himself a calm person, but such a direct threat wouldn't get a pass. Especially not when spoken by someone who had no merit. Kisame would respect those stronger than him, and not engage. But who was this person? An unknown stranger. Kisame was an expert when it came to assess these kinds of situations. He would analyze his enemy and quickly determine the best strategy to defeat them. The threat he was receiving right now - it was fear in poor disquise. Kisame could read emotions in the vibrations of air.

The stranger feared him, in some deep part of their soul.

❝ So you believe it would be an easy task to feat me, hm? ❞ He could feel his bloodthirst rise a little. He disliked being underestimated as much as anyone.

[federalblu-britishmarksman]

@shlnlgaml

The last place he expected to visit was a mortuary. Death may be common in his line of work but visiting the place of the dead was the last place he would visit for clues. Reasons brought him here and he needed some questions answered to cross it off his list and move onto his next interest.

The bell rang above his head upon pushing open the door and entered in. The man in purple surveyed his surroundings, avoiding his gaze on the lingering dead that remained on the living plane field. He has no time for them, nor does he want to get caught in their story while he's currently on a case.

"Hello?" Sterling called out upon reaching the counter. No bell on the counter, he wondered how many works here, giving himself more questions to his head while he waited.

[shinobinvku]

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The pale man sat idly in front of a dead ninja. That of the Hidden Leaf. His eyes shut respectfully despite whatever he was doing to the man. His fingers working on something that was unseen by human eyes. But to him he was overlooking his memories. Film. A view of their past. A smile crossing his lips as he takes a pair of fine scissors and snips something off. Before he knew it the ninja was moving. Groaning. His eyes a milky white with a animalistic view as he reached up towards the man. Jaw gnashing. "Yet another failure..shame. I was hoping someone with Chakura would have some kind of effect..still the same.." he stands up. His green eyes shooting towards the forest beyond the opening." And it appears I'm not alone..Come out. I know your there." (For Kakashi)

The pale man is met with deathly quiet. Nothing but a brisk gust of wind that traveled through the trees into the clearing, as though the forest’s depths were alive, sighing deeply through its lungs. Kakashi must admit that he’s rather impressed by this unidentified wanderer. It’s not often that anyone can spot him approaching from within the shadows. Did that mean he was a sensor? Was the target intentionally facing the wrong direction to throw off his vantage point? Whichever the case may be, Kakashi had no intention of giving himself away so easily. Not without gathering more intelligence beforehand.

Suddenly, a deep, breath-like voice echoed through the depths, carrying a question upon the wind. It swept through the brush along the forest clearing before the pale man. Forward and through him, slowly. It was then followed by a second question, except this time, it traveled in the other direction. Backward and through him yet again.

“Now, why would I do a thing like that? So I can end up like the shinobi you murdered in cold blood?”

In the cover of darkness, Kakashi observed his target from his vantage point. The tomoe of his Sharingan spun with intense focus, while the rest of his body remained still, but prepared to attack, to kill if need be.

“Identify yourself and state your reasoning. Maybe then it'll compel me to be less shy... ”

[seismictoph]

"Isn't the world a sad place?" The tall man asked the girl. A deep frown settled on his lips as he ate a cookie shaped like a bone. Chewing on it in a forlorn way as he glanced at the child. Sitting on a bench next to her." It seems as though people don't dare worship the dead anymore. The Fire Nation has made it hard on thoes who travel so far to do so." He tilts his head.

"Pardon where are my manners? Would you like a cookie!?" It was as though his sorrow melted away at the mere mention of offering a cookie to the child. Reaching into a bag he placed one in her hand." Baked them myself right did. Good old fashioned snickerdoodle~!" His accent was..Definitely odd. He failed to even notice she was blind.

              They  have  been  stuck  doing  who  the  hell  knows  what  on  fire  nation  land  for  too  long,  at  least  in  her  opinion  anyway  .  They  closer  they  were  to  Ozai  before  the  eclipse  hit  ,  the  better  the  chance  we  would  have  even  half  as  effective  they  ought  to  be  .  The  rush  of  knowing  what's  to  come  has  gotten  her  restless  .  The  monk  called  for  patience  as  teachings  would  not  allow  for  their  heads  to  get  too  big  .  Makes  sense  oh  holy  hell  !  Its  quite  the  downer  !

             The  worst  of  it  all  though  ,  as  she  slid  though  the  people  littering  the  streets  ,  is  that  all  these  innocent  people  were  going  to  get  caught  in  the  cross  fire  .  Those  living  within  the  fire  nation  who  had  nothing  to  do  with  anything  ,  were  going  to  be  the  ones  that  suffered  the  most  .  That  really  made  her  uneasy  .  Can't  think  about  it  -  -  gotta  keep  her  head  in  the  game  .  Any  type  of  doubt  or  hesitancy  will  decide  the  tide  before  they  even  get  there  .

            Sitting  on  the  bench  was  supposed  to  just  be  temporary  &  she  damn  sure  didn't  expect  for  anyone  to  be  joining  her  on  it  .  The  more  interaction  they  all  had  with  people  here  ,  the  more  they  were  likely  to  stick  out  like  sore  thumb  .  The  weight  shifted  on  the  seat  ,  not  too  much  but  just  enough  to  be  noticeable  .  &  then  he  spoke  &  Toph  nearly  thought  she  was  going  through  it  .  Not  by  the  fact  that  someone  spoke  &  with  a  semi  -  full  mouth  no  less  (  judging  off  the  way  the  words  came  off  as  muffled  and  were  followed  by  a  small  crunch  here  &  there  )  .  Weird  words  he  spoke  &  his  form  was  accompanied  by  what  she  was  sure  to  be  freshly  dug  soil  .  Voice  was  doing  no  favors  either  .  Brows  furrowed  &  head  tilted  to  the  side  .

    ❝    The  hell  you  talkin'  about  sir  ?  You  with  a  cult  or  sumthin'  .    ❞  That  line  about  the  not  worshipping  the  dead  sounds  like  some  cult  stuff  .  ❝    Listen  dude  ,  I'll  save  you  the  trouble  -  -  not  interested  in  being  indoctrinated  .     ❞

[bruisedknuckledbuckshot]

@shlnlgaml

"Well don't you look like an interestin character."

The RED scout comments off-handedly while he stares down from the single story overhang with mismatched irises. A cherry sucker is crammed into one side of his mouth, slightly hindering his speech but not all that much.

Huh, definitely an unknown stranger. A civilian? Hope not. He doesn't wanna be tasked with escorting off the property. Angel isn't up here for his health.

[cursedfortune]

"Come to gloat..? Or..maybe I'm just already dead and I spotted an angel...?"

[From a dying Toji]

@shlnlgaml

The witch chortled softly at his words, finding them amusing. She wasn't always the easiest to compliment and given their history - she suspected he'd understand why she'd be more amused than flattered. Toji usually brought about her humor effortlessly, in most cases.

Pinching the side of her dress, she then dropped into a crouch beside him - her black eyes boring into his.

He was dying. That was evidently clear. Blood loss, structural damage to his body, his soul weary and that energy of his absolutely useless to heal himself with. It was inevitable... so long as she did nothing.

Her chin plopped into the palm of her propped hand, watching him thoughtfully without a word as his life teetered on the brink of death. She could see entropy at work and it was beautiful. How she envied the death he could so easily obtain.

And yet... Her hand reached out, shooing away the entropy as her own life force was given to heal him. Not all the way, of course, just enough to wake him back up. Oh, he was dying still, that was for sure. She hadn't healed him enough to stop that, just enough to keep him conscious and able to talk.

"Tell me, Toji."

"Do you wish to live?" Mortem inquired, her head canting to the side slightly. "Would you like me to help you survive this?" She asked more directly, not wishing to play games with this one.

[irukasenseii]

"Now now..this is unexpected.." The pale man hummed as he held the body of a recently deceased ninja in his arms as he tilted his head towards the still breathing man before him. His eyes narrowed slightly as he flung the body over his shoulder.

"Tell me..are you eilling to fight death itself..?" He smiled lightly.

He was still trying to catch his breath, adrenaline still high after the fight. The kunai he used against the enemy nin was still in his hand, held up in defense now at the appearance of someone new, not knowing if they were going to fight him too.

He just wanted to go home.

"If it's going to try and keep me from going home, I would."

[ofovertime]

"Men like you deserve so much better. What a shame for mundane jobs to rule you're life."

The blonde couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Did he deserve so much better? Did he deserve anything at this point? --- that was the real question. Sitting there, his eyes were placed on the other for a moment or so -- it always seemed like the other wanted to bring out the worst of him when he was around. Kento was lucky he was off the clock or he would be after this man.

He always followed the rules, and maybe that was the downside of his life -- but, he couldn't help but it. There was a devil and angel on his shoulder telling him what he should be doing, and what he shouldn't -- if he didn't have to listen, he would.

but sadly he did.

" Can't really bum around and be boring now. If I don't do something, I might die -- I can't just sit around and do nothing. Although I wish one day that the rulers won't have to follow me, so I can let loose. Not as if it would ever happen."