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Post by prey4rayne on Mar 27, 2010 0:24:28 GMT -5
"Well of course, tis one of my favorite tales of the War, the Exploits of the great shinobi Iron Maelstrom Oraga, He told me how you were the greatest Shinobi to never be Kazekage. How even in the evils of war, you never faltered in your stance, that you were a hero. That you still are a hero, that one day you would return to the village if they truly needed you."
Saba said, his eyes glowing with sincerity, he had no clue that the man who stood infront of him was no hero, just some perv who cared about nothing more than a good screw and a few drinks.
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Post by prey4rayne on Mar 27, 2010 0:32:43 GMT -5
A faint smile cracked through Oraga's scowl, but was quickly filled in with more anger, He could feel the boys words were true but that did not change the facts.
"Don't believe everything your told kid, even heroes fall from grace, it happens to the best of them.....especially the best of them, remember that."
He said before throwing his head back, and walking past the young boy.
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Post by prey4rayne on Mar 27, 2010 0:38:34 GMT -5
Sabaku felt a chill as Oraga walked passed him, it was almost like he was informed his best friend had died, the aura that he gave off was nothing more than tragic. As if the man was completely hollow, it didn't make much sense. Upon first meeting he was all smiles, but mention of Kokoro and it was like his soul had just disappeared. There was a lot that he didn't know about what on between him and Kokoro-Sensei, but maybe that was for the best, some things are just better left unsaid, he thought as he continued his search for Fuji, Abe &....Kara.
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Post by prey4rayne on Mar 27, 2010 0:43:31 GMT -5
Finally getting their Ice cream, Kaiser and Miyabi, decided to just take in the sights, it was gonna be damn near impossible to find their target and they both knew it. So they figured why waste the day, and the trip. The larger of the two found pleasure in carrying his little companion on his shoulder, he really could see him eating his ice cream as the little kept his mask on for the most part, but it didn't bother hm that much.
"Hows it taste, gorgeous" Kaiser asked, in between licks of his own ice cream.
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Post by Jackstraw on Mar 27, 2010 2:53:35 GMT -5
"....sweet." Miyabi had somehow downed the treat quickly while still balanced on the man's shoulder, with the mask on, and holding the sitar as carefully as ever. Quite the ficky tricky.
The Sand Village in the distance seemed to have calmed down for the most part, only the slightest clouds of dust and refugees now sliding past the two as they wandered through the less dense outskirts of the village. Thankfully, the destruction could only help the area; such unattractive architecture and even more unattractive people. He could have found more appealing masses of personality coming out the rear end of a horse.
Horse....
Ass....
Muscle forM that sweet ass...?
Muscle it where?
Well, here, obviously.
Muscling it here for....?
Miyabi's head lilted to the side, perpetually confundled eyes staring out blankly as he considered it. There was something that was supposed to be done here. Yes. Yes, the rude man had said so.
But what was it?
Oregano?
For spaghetti, yes.
Languini.
With meatballs?
Yes. Yes, that was how the king took the meal.
With the cyanide.
"Oh yes." He was totally gone from the world.
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Post by prey4rayne on Mar 31, 2010 0:12:48 GMT -5
Oraga still mentally disheveled, was no longer watching where he was walking. He had other things on his mind, things that didn't include watching where he was going, besides there were very few people on the streets in this area anyway, Unfortunately that didn't ring true today. He didn't even see the giant carrying the munchkin until after he collided with them. It was pretty uncomfortable he thought, it felt as though he had just run into a brick wall.
"Sorry about that buddy" Oraga said in a polite voice
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Post by Jackstraw on Mar 31, 2010 0:20:06 GMT -5
Miyabi was jarred from his infinitely pleasing thoughts by the bump, almost fumbling with his sitar for a moment.
Oh my. What was this?
"Oregano?"
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Post by prey4rayne on Mar 31, 2010 0:29:07 GMT -5
Kaiser was not happy one bit, this dipshit made him drop his fucking ice cream, it had taken them almost 45 minutes to find an ice cream guy who hadn't been crushed by flying debris or was high tailing it out of town. He totally didn't feel like going back to get another one either, in anger he grabbed the man by his collar and pulled him off the ground and held him up to eye level.
"Do you have any fuckin idea what you just did, you flaming pile of ape shit"
Kaiser growled at the man, who was significantly smaller than him, but than again there were very few people who actually saw eye to eye with him, literally.
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Post by prey4rayne on Mar 31, 2010 0:52:18 GMT -5
Now dangling in mid-air he looked face to face with his captor, a large monster of a man with a chiseled face and overly prepped hair. He looked like something out of a woman's magazine, you know the kind where the center fold is some greasy buff cake holding his junk. Too bad this guy didn't look as happy as them, he must have really wanted that damn ice cream.
"Come on Guy, is it really that serious, twas just some ice cream. If ya want i will buy ya another one"
He said, smiling his oh so charming smile, nobody could resist it, well he knew woman couldn't resist it, he was not entirely sure on men, but hey it was worth a shot, he thought
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Post by Jackstraw on Jul 1, 2010 21:31:04 GMT -5
"Ah, Jester, it's the Oregano! The one that tried to kill the king!" Miyabi pointed accusingly at what seemed to the local drunkard in his ride's hands. He hadn't gotten this worked up since the two had met, bouncing wide-eyed on the man's shoulder as looked between Oraga and Kaiser. "He'll poison the ice cream!!"
Oh, poor, sweet sweet ice cream.
Icy and creamy~
Ice...?
Ice ice ice
"Ice that motherfucker, yo."
Ah, right, his mission from the peasantly lord.
"Ice that motherfucker, yo." He nodded, bringing the sitar on his shoulder down hard on his prey's head.
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Post by prey4rayne on Jul 4, 2010 13:58:47 GMT -5
Kaiser's attention was immediatly jolted to the adorable enigma hopping up and down on his shoulder shouting. Most of it was nonsensical but he was very emotional about the whole thing, which made Kaiser a little uneasy.
"What, Oregano?, Ice Cream?, Yo?
Kaiser then looked down at the surly street walker with a grimace. "What the fuck is he talking about, why the fuck would you poison my ice cream Oregano?"
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Post by prey4rayne on Jul 4, 2010 14:22:04 GMT -5
Oraga couldn't contain his laughter the pair were abnormally amusing, they were legitimately a laugh and a half. It was quite the sight Oraga half passed drunk laughing his ass, being held up by a giant of a man.
"I honestly have no idea what your munchkin friend is talking about, i honestly don't even care for Oregano Ice Cream......Oregano, what a stitch, hahahahah but seriously Lurch ya wanna put me down, it's slightly chilly up here"
He said in a sarcastic tone, he had not taken any of this seriously, and he sure wasnt going to start now.
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Post by Jackstraw on Jul 4, 2010 15:56:58 GMT -5
bonk bonk bonk
Miyabi kept felling the instrument onto the man's head, though it seemed to have little effect. Curse his lithe, musical form! He just didn't possess the brute strength of a Knight or the Jester. How disappointed the King would be had he seen him at that moment.
Oh! His honor!
A Bard without honor....
The scandal!!
Why, if the King heard....
Ah, of course, the King! What would His Majesty do in such a situation....?
"SQUISH!!" He cried it out as he leapt from his counterpart's shoulder, planting his foot firmly in the drunkard's face with enough force to drive him from Kaiser's stunned grip and down into the rumble littering the ground; he hopped off as his prey hit the rocky earth, landing and strumming the sitar smoothly. "Gouda~♪"
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Post by prey4rayne on Jul 4, 2010 17:15:40 GMT -5
Kaiser looked on dumbfounded as he saw his bite sized companion do a swan dive into the mans face's, after he realized what had just happened, the sound of laughter erupted throughout the village as he slammed into the ground laughing. Chuckling so hard he was legitimately holding his gut. The sight of his polished pip squeek strumming his little instrument was damn funny, damn funny.
"Gawd damn, smurfette, you just went suicide bomber on his ass"
Part of him was dying on the inside, but part of him was concerned about the drunk, he was perhaps the prettiest thing he had seen, since he stepped foot into this sandy asshole they called a village. His laughter was cut short when he heard an abnormal sound, it sounded like somebody flipped over an hourglass. He looked up and saw the drunk standing a few feet away, with what appeared to be a crescent shaped block of sand in front of his face.
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Post by prey4rayne on Jul 17, 2010 0:46:43 GMT -5
the crescent shaped block slowly dissipated to the floor, into a pile of sand. Revealing a very stern Oraga, who had his hand clasped to one of the small water bottle sized gourds on his belt. He apparently had enough time before the little warrior came crashing down to mount a defense.
"Well that wasnt a nice thing to do at all friend" He said as he pulled the gourd from his belt
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