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Post by Jackstraw on Aug 15, 2011 23:36:32 GMT -5
"Jun," he repeated, seeming to be more to himself as though testing out the name; it sounded somewhat familiar... "Oh, you're the Mizukage's kid, huh? Guess that explains why you just get to skate through." He didn't sound demeaning or butthurt by the conclusion, stating it as more of a fact than anything. It was certainly interesting.
"His bastard is a more accurate way of putting it~"
Oh lawd.
Seul-ki seemed to have materialized out of nowhere, grinning deviously as always. She was decked out in actual mission gear rather than her usual high-end robes; a Kiri forehead protector was fastened to the cropped jacket she wore denoting her as the same rank of the other two. Of course.
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Post by Danna on Aug 15, 2011 23:45:06 GMT -5
"This some kind of fucking joke?"
"Ohhh no. Ho ho ho."
Jun was interrupted, to his obvious displeasure, by a crackled bellow of a voice, coming from what was perhaps the oldest look man the lot of them had ever laid eyes upon. Whether they knew it or not, he most certainly was the oldest person they had encountered, and damn well ever would. The elderly man hobbled over, stroking his beard and peering out from eye sockets so heavy with age they barely opened at all.
"You three youngin's are a team now. And I reckon I'll be yer leader. I hope ya' like pie!" There was a pep in his haggard voice that indicated he had been quite lively in his day; either that or he was quite disoriented. Probably both.
"Fan fucking tastic." Jun grumbled.
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Post by Jackstraw on Aug 16, 2011 0:00:33 GMT -5
"Pft. I guess you know each other?" Hyoushou crossed his arms with a short snort of laughter, eying the newest arrivals. He certainly didn't recognize the girl at all but had seen the old man around before; it still begged the question of what such a decrepit old man was doing overseeing a team like this.
"Of course. Me and Jun are best friends~" She rolled her eyes as she spoke, so it wasn't easy to take her seriously. "I just kinda ran into Grandfather Death on my way here. No idea what he's been going on about."
They both turned their attention to their teacher.
"He has pie?"
"Of course not, dipshit." Seul-ki sneered for a moment, cocking her head at the old man. "Do you, Grandpa?"
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Post by Danna on Aug 16, 2011 0:19:04 GMT -5
"Did someone say pie? I hope its pecan, ho ho ho!" Munetoshi laughed heartily, stroking his beard anew as he did. Clearly he was insane.
"You have to be kidding me. This is our sensei? He probably can't remember his way home, much less how to lead a squad." Jun leaned back where sat, clearly irritated. He should've known there was a catch; two even. This wasn't a team any more than it was a baby sitting job. He stood up sharply, crossing his arms and turning away from the group.
"I say we take this bag of bones back to the home and trade him in for someone competent."
Munetoshi seemed momentarily out of the conversation, perhaps distracted by thoughts of pie. But for a brief second, his eyes opened a sliver wider in clarity.
"Ohhh. You want to see how tough I am?"
Challenge dropped, yo'.
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Post by Jackstraw on Aug 16, 2011 0:34:42 GMT -5
"Yeah." Hyoushou answered immediately, voice tinged with dark excitement as his hand rested on the hilt of his blade. Any excuse for a fight. "Yeah, I fuckin' do."
"I-don't-think-that's-a good-idea~~" Seul-ki sang out knowingly in warning, but the boy had already drawn his blade and moved toward the old man. There was no way some geezer with one foot in the grave could hand him an ass whoopin'. The fact that he was here in the first place was a complete mistake.
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Post by Danna on Aug 16, 2011 0:44:37 GMT -5
Jun glanced back, also piqued by the sudden altercation. However, what he saw grew out of hand at a pace he couldn't have possibly predicted. Before he'd even made a move, there was a shimmer in the air connecting the old man and the sword wielding boy, without even the slightest of motions.
What Hyoushou felt was a very intense force, yanking his arm back where it had started, jamming the sword into its sheath with unnatural force, binding it there in a glimmer of wire. While Jun was lunging, his body beginning to liquify, he was also stopped in mid motion as the two of them felt crashing blows directly in each of their faces.
Stumbling backwards, they hit the wall that was Munetoshi, arms outstretched in clotheslines, slamming them forward in the smoothest of headlocks. Bam, piff, pow, the fight was over in hardly a second.
"Oh ho ho ho! Slower than molasses, aren't you?" The old man spouted with a toothy grin.
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Post by Jackstraw on Aug 16, 2011 1:05:35 GMT -5
Seul-ki burst out into a rift of demeaning laughter at the expense of the reeling boys.
"What fucking idiots~" It was rather clear who the smartest one on the team was now. She knew more about the set-up than the boys did though; there was a reason she'd called the old man "Grandfather Death" after all, and it wasn't entirely to do with his ancient age. "The only thing dangerous about you two is your stupidity."
"Shut up, bitch!" Hyoushou growled, struggling against Munetoshi's hold ferociously. He still had no idea what had just happened, but it was pretty clear that the old man had be underestimated entirely.
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Post by Danna on Aug 16, 2011 1:32:23 GMT -5
Jun, in his best attempt to accept defeat graciously and not further his own failure, just grumbled slightly, letting the transgression go until the old man chose to drop them like a ton of bricks. This wasn't the first time an elder had soundly beaten his ass, and it probably wouldn't be the last. He would simply have to chalk it up to life experience for now, as much as it pissed him off.
Dusting himself off, Jun shot Seul-ki a look like a death threat. This time was going to suck so unbelievably hard.
"Well, I guess that settles it. Now...who's hungry?"
"Tch."
What a day.
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Post by Jackstraw on Aug 16, 2011 1:58:30 GMT -5
"Ugh." Hyoushou barely answered, seeming hardly content with this turn of events either. This team seemed to be nothing but catty and incapable kids not even good enough for school, ruled over by some dementia-riddled geezer who could soundly beat all their asses. This could not go well in any facet of the idea.
"I could go for some food~" Seul-ki replied in her condescending voice, seeming to be the only one not left mute from butthurt.
"God, shut up you stupid bitch," Hyoushou repeated, moire heated this time from irritation. He may not have been able to take on the elder, but some loud-mouthed little skank with bad hair wasn't a challenge at all.
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Post by Danna on Aug 16, 2011 2:08:19 GMT -5
Jun rolled his eyes, shrugging and "following" the old man to wherever his scattered mind thought they were going to eat. What a pain in the ass. He really had no desire to butt in as far as the other two were concerned. It'd actually be rather interesting to know which of the two of them came out on top, so he could further determine the pecking order.
You could probably guess who he placed on top, bar the geezer.
"Be careful how you talk to the girls, sonny. Hell hath no fury like a woman eating corn."
"...Scorned?"
"No thank you, never liked corn myself."
RAGE FACE.
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Post by Jackstraw on Aug 16, 2011 2:43:35 GMT -5
Seul-ki just rolled her eyes and snickered, following after the other two as they trolled out into the village. Her reaction just seemed to irritate the other boy further though; his shoulders locked up, hands clenching the hilt of his blade for a long moment as he stared at her retreating back before he shoved it away and stomped after. Self control would wear thin with this crew in just a matter of weeks, he already knew it.
"Isn't this fun you guys~? Gettin' out of the house,beating the shit out each other, having lunch with Grandpa--"
"FUCK SHUT UP."
"That's not very nice, Hyou-han." She shot one of her fake injured looks back at him, just seeming even more condescending with her newfound nickname for the boy..
"I'm not--what the fuck did you call me?" His face contorted in disgust, ready to smack a bitch at any moment.
"Chill, anger issues." She sneered, flicking a slink of hair from her face. Someone obviously wasn't used to the charm that was Seul-ki. "I'll call you whatever I want and you will graciously accept it as a sign of our friendship. Ask Jun-Jing, he knows how it works."
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Post by Danna on Aug 16, 2011 2:59:09 GMT -5
As much as he hated the nickname, it was certainly true. Bitch would not stop talking, regardless of what was said o he. "Just deal with it, it isn't that important what she calls you." He stated calmly, deciding in the absence of any cognitive idea on the part of the old man, to simply lead the crew to where he wanted to eat and let the old man pick up the tab. He'd be damned if he was going to get nothing out of this tomfoolery. "If she's already getting to you, you'll never make it on this team."
Munetoshi, it seemed, was quite content with things, as long as the pecking order had been established and there was no immediate threat of legitimate violence. He was the enforcer. The old, wobbly, Alzheimer's ridden enforcer.
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Post by Jackstraw on Aug 16, 2011 3:43:58 GMT -5
"I don't see how I got stuck on a team with a couple unschooled fucks like this in the first place," he growled, throwing Seul-ki a look that only warranted another smile on her part. He had been at the top of his class, had already killed people, so what the fuck was he doing with a pickpocket and some snarky bitch who had yet to prove her worth?
"It's not obvious?" The girl rolled her eyes at the apparent stupidity of this boy. Of course he couldn't be held responsible for his ignorance, being a normal civilian, if a rather bloodthirsty one. "We're the most prominent threats of our generation, so the Mizukage's got Grandpa Death here to keep an eye on us."
She jabbed her thumb in the ditzy man's direction, not really having to explain the reasons behind it after his impressive display earlier.
"That's how it always is. You should feel honored to have gotten stuck here~"
"Is that so," he snorted, rolling his eyes away from the girl, but seeming somewhat placated by what was taken as a sideways compliment. "Guess I was fooled by the whole not having seen either of you do shit before thing."
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Post by Danna on Aug 17, 2011 0:36:34 GMT -5
"I don't have to prove myself to you, so deal with it. Just be sure you don't fall behind once we start taking on missions."
He lead the group into a local seafood restaurant, his favorite, for some spicy fish. He planned on milking the old bastard for a sizable meal as well.
"Oh, I remember when they built the place. Used to be orange groves, far as the eye could see."
"Shit, do we have a muzzle for the old man or what? Just because he's strong doesn't mean I want to listen to him ramble." Jun growled back in his direction, but Munetoshi seemed blissfully oblivious, caught in a wonderland of nostalgia.
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Post by Jackstraw on Aug 18, 2011 8:45:30 GMT -5
"Oh, let him talk, Jun. He's got a foot in the grave; he may drop dead any second now, and then you'd feel bad," Seul-ki rolled her eyes and around the restaurant. What a dump. Of course this would be Jun's first choice. Being that she'd spent the last several years of her life living in Kazuya's care, she was used to a much higher standard of living. She caught a whiff of the overpowering fish smell and pinched her nose closed with a disgusted scoff. "It smells awful in here. Reminds me of home. This is terrible."
"You complain too much." Hyoushou brushed past her with a scoff of his own, following Jun to a table with little regard for the smell. Living on the ocean meant growing up with lots of seafood, which meant getting used to the dead fish smell.
"I have good grounds to complain on," she replied, trailing after with her nose scrunched up in disgust.
"I somehow doubt that very fucking much." What a mouthy bunch of kids. "I don't think I've ever met a girl at the academy who's as full of themselves as you. You didn't even attempt to help us with the old man back there."
"I didn't help because it was a stupid fucking idea. Did getting your head knocked around not teach that to you? You need to learn how to pick your battles better." She waved him off dismissively, proving his accusation of being full of herself to be true. It only seemed to incense him more.
"How about I pick one with you right now, you mouthy little cunt?"
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