Mist District

[Hebi]

"Certainly, if you'd indulge me for just a moment. I've come here with a rather important purpose, you see..."

With a graceful step back, he positioned himself a bit farther from the duo, though he kept his attention squarely on them. Pressing his left thumb against his lips, he pricked it with the tip of an elongated canine, swiftly executing the sequence of hand signs:

Boar → Dog → Bird → Monkey → Ram.

As the fifth sign was completed, Kazumaru dropped to one knee, his open palm slamming onto the rubble left by Suikotsu's attack. From his hand, ancient fuinjutsu kanji unfurled, crawling across the ground and debris, arranging themselves for his intended purpose. When their path was complete, they erupted into a cloud of dense smoke, performing the Summoning Technique.

As the smoke cleared, several small serpents emerged from the cracks, blinking in the misty air. Thirty or so of them, in varying colors, gazed at Kazumaru, awaiting his command. With barely perceptible movements, Kazumaru communicated with them, his golden serpentine eyes meeting theirs. With a flick of his tongue and a soft hiss, he placed his shoulder bag on the ground, allowing the snakes to access it.

The serpents swiftly slithered off into the foliage, heading towards the garden Kazumaru had been aiming for before the attack. Soon, they returned, carrying unique herbs with radiant yellow petals. They deposited these herbs in Kazumaru's bag before returning to gather more.

With a nod of approval, Kazumaru straightened up, turning once again to face his companions. His eyes closed, a wistful smile played across his face. If the scroll was returned to him, Kazumaru would accept it graciously, bowing slightly before tucking it back into his kimono. However, if it wasn't returned, he wouldn't be overly concerned. The fuinjutsu that had been applied to the classified information was designed to alter and decay the contents, changing them each time someone accessed it incorrectly. This process would continue until the information became unrecognizable from its original form.

Moving peacefully behind them, Kazumaru would stride up alongside the siren, keeping pace with her as closely as decorum allowed.

"Forgive my forwardness, milady, but surely you aren't planning to walk the entire way?"

Location: Umi no Megami no Shima ( Isle of the Sea Goddess.)
Posting Order: Suikotsu -> Azuresato Ryu ->Kazumaru
Post Time Limit (PTI): 3 Days.
Skip Points: ll​

 

[Itami]

As if he was guided by the hand that left his cheek. As if nothing in the world mattered besides the being guiding him. As if no one else was around Azuresato and Suikotsu, He was dashing off beside her. His speed wasn't naturally faster than the Lady of the Sea, and she wasn't moving at full speed. This allowed Suikotsu to glide across the water's surface as they crossed the sea between the isle and the land of waves. Zig-zagging around the Lady of the Sea making sure no surprises were allowed to intrude upon her location. Hidden in the mist that surrounded her she seemed to float across the ocean like a specter or phantom. Suikotsu would have a hand on his chest formed in a single sign while his other hand stayed ready on his massive sword of the mist.

Walking the length took them a while yet, they moved with swiftness and purpose. Soon the smoke and gloom from the previous battle could be seen. The beach approached them rapidly, giving way to docks and small collections of buildings. It was the shore of the Mist District. He could detect a few people ahead.

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A mist thick as fog, like none they would have encountered in all their meek lives, soon was upon them, thick and smelling of salt, plants of the sea, and fish. Suikotsu inside this very cover would notice before him four beings. They were allowed to keep their heads for the singular reason each was showing a Kirigakure Symbol on their clothing. They might not have even noticed him, standing between them all, where he could.

Kubikiribōchō would glint against all odds with the seldom light shining through, revealing Suikotsu broodingly standing in the fog that now surrounds the ... children of the mist.

Location: Umi no Megami no Shima -> Traveling -> Mist District Shore.
Posting Order: Suikotsu -> Azuresato Ryu -> Kazumaru -> Yumaro -> Higetsu -> Gabimaru -> Toshimi
Post Time Limit (PTI): 3 Days.
Skip Points: ll​

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[Yatoru]

As Gabimaru stood upon one of the buildings across the shore of the Mist, with new parties appearing he remained in the utmost silence for he had nothing to say, the battle that had happened was not a victory but rather a one sided slaughter. Though as a new man appeared adorning strange attire with short white hair and a look of utter exhaustion, Gabimaru remained away from the communication party of the Tomogui woman, The Injured Kaguya clan and Hozuki member; purposely keeping his presence averted away as the culmination of fluttering lamprey like creatures comprised of his Dark Saboth began breaking apart, the chakra flowing back towards Gabimaru as his cold Red eyes stared upon the group. His arms hanging to his side, the young Chunin merely watched in a strange notion that was unfolding before him; who was this new individual and for what reason would he appear in the battle field? Was he friend or Foe, these were questions that would eventually need answers for.

Location: Mist District Shore.
Posting Order: Suikotsu -> Azuresato Ryu -> Kazumaru -> Yumaro -> Higetsu -> Gabimaru -> Toshimi
Post Time Limit (PTI): 3 Days.
Skip Points: ll​

 

[Salt Witch]

It seemed that yes, Azuresato had been serious about walking to Kirigakure but in a not so literal way. Ryu and Suikotsu had chosen to utilize the water and the mist itself to travel and she was relatively certain that Kazumaru had his own ways of transporting himself from place to place and so she was certain he'd follow in such a way that responded in kind to his personal abilities if that was what he intended to do.

So sudden was the arrival of Suikotsu, the people still reeling from the previous bombardment of attacks withdrew to hide away from the stranger. They had been beaten, they had been broken and by all accounts it would have seemed to anyone that the armed man bold enough to take his place within the ring of the suffering swordsmen was just another enemy that would hurt them or kill them! Truly, was there no end to the torment that their people would suffer this day and the days beyond?! Woe were the people, woe were the soldiers and woe was the woman who manifested from nothing just as Suikotsu had, although, as the strange salty mist that had shrouded the entirety of the village began to coalesce and take her shape upon the shores of Kirigakure no Sato, Azuresato Ryu emerged from the plume, her presence commanding and regal. Though her facial expressions remained indecipherable, the rising rage within her stirred the very waves of the ocean, crashing together in response to her silent fury.
It was as if the knowledge of her very existence commanded the birds to stop their chirping, the insects to be still and the animals to follow in suit in preparation for what she was about to say. With the poise of a queen returning to her kingdom, Azuresato’s every subtle movement was with purpose, her disgusted gaze sweeping over the landscape before her. The sight that greeted her was one of disappointment and a stark contrast to the strength and resilience that she remembered.

"Weakness permeates this land.”

Her attention was drawn then to Higetsu, one of the wielders of the Mist’s Swords, who had looked to have lost half of his blade—a capital offense in her eyes and something so insulting that she refused to look upon his sad state for another second longer. Action needed to be taken, but at the moment she knew that she needed to take time to quell herself and make a proper decision as to the Hozuki’s fate. Making decisions during the height of emotional distress was thankfully not in Azuresato's character.

“Weakness.”

And then there was Nuibari, once her sacred sword, now wielded by a significantly trodden Yumaro, reacting to her presence with a yearning to serve her once more as she passed by him.

“Weakness.”

The mist that enveloped them all parted for her and for her alone with the instance of her passing by feeling as if one had been briefly caressed by the talons of a ghost. With the way her hair was a shade of ice blue and twirled wild and feral in the mist, and the way that her skin was as pale as death it would have been momentarily impossible to determine whether she was in fact a restless spirit or not. For she did not place a single hand on a person as she floated around and perceived, she made no attempts of violence whatsoever but now that she had unleashed her supreme power, partly to implore the people to heed and in part to deter territorial or any other kind of dispute from arising, just standing near them forced them to endure it’s overbearing oppression.
She would be like nothing they had experienced before for they had not, as far as she knew none remained alive who had been born before her or survived past her and it was likely none paid much attention to the history books depicting what little students had been permitted to know about her. Upon her striking a familiar pose of confrontation, all being present suddenly began to feel sensations of re-invigoration, the healing of grievous wounds and the rapid return of their strength en masse and soon the glares of terror and distrust twisted into stares of pure awe and began to draw out the crowds that had been hiding from her.

"Weakness."

As Azuresato moved and spoke, every use of the word ‘weakness’ became more painful to those who had suffered defeat far more than the wounds that had been inflicted on them by the hands of an uncommon enemy. The sea itself responded to her will, shaping into a slender feminine arm and hand which crashed forth carefully to avoid colliding with a single person so that it could lift her high above the gawking audience. From her elevated position, she addressed them with conviction, her words filled with the fury of the fallen and the depth of the discouraged.



"People of the Mist," she began, her tone firm and unwavering. "I, your new Mizukage, have returned to find our village weakened and our people divided. Our strength has been diminished, our spirits have been broken and all of this is because of weakness. OUR weakness.”

Her gaze swept over the crowd, her eyes piercing with intensity and the former Mizukage's hat now adorned her head, a symbol of authority reclaimed at one point during her arrival. Azuresato demanded that they rise from their weakness and dedicate themselves to rebuilding their once-glorious village. For their enemy would return, and the current state of decimation was merely the beginning. With reports from Kazumaru confirming that other lands and villages faced similar fates, Azuresato knew that their struggle was far from over. But with her leadership and their dedication, she vowed in her soul that they would rise stronger than before, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead and to crush the enemy that seemed to take pride in victory over children.

“But know this: our enemies may have struck us down, but they have not defeated us. We are the descendants of bloodthirsty warriors, we are the legacy of the unmerciful and we are the guardians of the Mist. It is time to rise from these pitiful ashes of defeat and broken egos and to reclaim our honor!"

The sea surged beneath her, echoing her words with the crash of waves against the shore. It was as if the land itself was cheering the broken fighters on. The crabs and fish, the whales and sharks all screamed at the top of their lungs in a language that only the people born of the water could have felt or recognized. Granted all of her actions thus far were a bid for power that the people of the mist had lost control of and therefore stood viable for a challenge but, she was summoned to them during their greatest time of need and what fools would they be to spit in the face of such a gift.

"We will rebuild, stronger and more resilient than ever before. There is one thing that is certain and that is that our enemy will return, and we must be ready. They will return, but we will be stronger and we will make them regret this day, regret setting their sights upon us and regret the very moment they discovered that we exist! Together, we will forge a new legacy by returning to the jaws of darkness that our kind thrived in that we once knew for Kirigakure, one of strength, unity, and without forgiveness!"

Location: Mist District Shore.
Posting Order: Suikotsu -> Azuresato Ryu -> Kazumaru -> Yumaro -> Higetsu -> Gabimaru -> Toshimi
Post Time Limit (PTI): 1 Day.
Skip Points: ll​

 

[Hebi]

And walk they so did. He was truly surprised when the two of them began their casual stroll across the bay that separated the Umi no Megami no Shima and the shoreline of Kirigakure. Not so much because of the feat of waterwalking itself, that much was common enough in the Shinobi World, more so the distance in which they sought to travel. Kazumaru had no such desires to exhaust himself, and would instead opt to employ the services of his previous giant Snake summon, Shiro.

Weaving the handsigns to summon once more, Kazumaru would use his still bleeding thumb to summon once more, his hand collapsing with the ground once more with a clap; an explosion of impenetrable smoke would erupt around the shinobi. this time, however, a massive form would appear beneath him in the smoke. This form would materialize underneath him, raising him up upon her forehead, as his mount.

"I'm sorry for this, Shiro.. I'm really going to owe you a bath.."

He would offer as a moment of condolence to his summon animal. He would pat the top of her massive head lovingly, smoothing out her scales as he stroked her head. With another silent command communicated by only hisses and tongue flicks, Shiro would be off after the two shinobi, casually swimming herself silently beside the two of them, with Kazumaru perched peacefully atop her head, the waves of the tides never cresting above the sides of Shiro's head.

Upon reaching the shores of Kirigakure, Kazumaru would hardly be able to perceive what he was seeing. A battle had surely occurred here, with medical aid already having been applied to many individuals present. His eyes would scan those present, before quickly being drawn to Azuresato as she would begin her.. display.

"Weakness permeates this land."

Ah, a philosophical type. As Kazumaru would watch the siren walk past the apparent jounin, he would unable to help but notice something. Had the sword he carried made a motion towards her? A threat? Or perhaps, a summons? He'd let the thought play I'm his mind as his smile would spread wider, carefully stepping down from Shiro's Massive head in but a few graceful steps. He would decide to play the caboose of this particular entourage, staying closer to the shoreline and opting to observe, for the moment.

"Weakness."

There it was again. That word. It obviously held merit to her, he would consider to himself. He would play with the concept and theory several times in his mind, opting to approach it as if a specimen to be dissected. It clearly meant something, and with the way in which this individual opted to carry herself, clearly that deserved further study. As she would continue to walk amongst the gathered shinobi, repeating the word again and again, Kazumaru would raise his chin in curiosity, his fingers coming up to stroke the smooth skin of it into the point of an invisible beard.

It was at that point she would begin her speech. As many of the others would do, Kazumaru would use this time to give her her moment, crossing his arms on the shoreline and listening to her display, his eyebrow popping up curiously when she had made the claim to be Mizukage. Had he not just found her as some legendary figure on an island, yet here she was claiming to hold office in a Ninja Village?

"Curious.."

Is all he could be heard mumbling to himself afterwards.

Location: Mist District Shore.
Posting Order: Suikotsu -> Azuresato Ryu -> Kazumaru -> Yumaro -> Higetsu -> Gabimaru -> Toshimi
Post Time Limit (PTI): 1 Day.
Skip Points: ll​

 

[Davon]

The scars healed from the battle did not persist on the prime vessel. Yumaro was scarcely affected by the previous encounter with the foreigner, despite facing a level of destruction unseen for a long time along the mist shores. It was a rare occasion that saw the flesh of a Kaguya torn, a consequence of the overwhelming force exerted by magnetically charged metallic ship wreckage, weighing tons and delivering unimaginable force. Yet, the perfect vessel recovered from the damage without any lingering ailments, a testament to his natural resilience, his lineage, and his mastery over Shikotsumyaku. It was a spectacle, witnessing his body heal from any residual damage. As he healed, water was used to rinse his body clean. The simmering rage within him began to subside, and he started to see the world clearly once more. The water district lay vulnerable, a fact that greatly displeased him, especially his previous confrontations with Isamu, the former Mizukage. “Disgusting,” he voiced his profound disapproval, blaming himself and Higetsu. He also placed fault on the Chinoike clan lord for their failure, for choosing a Mizukage who let the land down. “Fucking Isamu…” he muttered, exhausted, before his breathing normalized.

From the ocean, a fog emerged, thick with moisture, designed to impair vision. However, such a tactic was futile against those of the highest echelon, Yumaro included. His emerald eyes pierced through the approaching mist. It enveloped him and the shore, and within moments, the steps ahead lessened the distance. This approach, typical of the native land, was a bold move before the one who reigned over the sea. He could see through the obscured atmosphere, identifying the figures responsible—one bore a resemblance to the Kaguya.

“Interesting,” he muttered, intrigued by the possibility of another from his lineage. He examined the man’s bone structure, noting its commendable density, strength, and reinforcement. Such power was rare among the Kaguya, and those who did inherit it were seldom worthy of its might. He remained unmatched, until now, as he observed the man brandishing one of the legendary swords, boldly crossing his path. Yumaro was in no hurry to engage in combat again, yet he was prepared to destroy anyone who threatened peace within this district. The dense atmosphere did not deter him, the King of the Dead Sea, accustomed to navigating all manner of waters.

A figure moved through the mist, not with the brute force of the man with the legendary sword, but with an elegance that seemed to phase through the ocean currents. Yumaro's gaze fixed on her, noting her displeasure at the sight of him. When she voiced her judgment, an unusual experience for a Kaguya, Yumaro chuckled. "And who the hell are you?!" he retorted sharply, his question rhetorical, indifferent to her opinion since she was absent during the village's attack. They were all naive to the threat looming over the shinobi world, a threat Yumaro had been confronting for weeks, safeguarding the shinobi of the mist district and their allies without the help of the two previous Mizukage.

This woman posed no threat to the Mist; rather, she was an ally who had taken a subtle approach to rejuvenating the village's inhabitants. Yumaro had not seen such a trait among any of the district's residents in his lifetime, leading him to wonder about her identity. Her movements were graceful and dignified, seemingly commanding the water around her not with chakra but with mere intent. Her approach was refined, her demeanor sophisticated. The King chose to observe, and as the woman spoke, he paid close attention, noting how the sea and its creatures reacted to her presence. He surmised she might be from the Funato clan; as one with the sea himself, he recognized her authority was unparalleled.

After hearing her words, which echoed his own convictions, he thought quietly, a thought he believed no one, regardless of their advanced hearing, could discern. "I'll certainly kill her if she abandons us, like the previous Mizukage..." He pondered, before stepping in front of the crowd. Elevating his voice in both admiration and affirmation of her legitimacy, he exclaimed, "Queen of the Sea, our Mizukage! Queen of the Sea, our Mizukage! Queen of the Sea, our Mizukage!" His chant, growing louder, was taken up by the villagers and, in the indiscernible language of the sea, seemingly by the creatures as well.

With the crowd's support, Yumaro pivoted towards where the real delegation would begin: the office of the Mizukage. Holding Nuibari in hand, he made his way towards his destination, ready to stand beside the newly acknowledged Mizukage, not just as her subordinate but as a staunch ally. In this moment, Yumaro acted not just on behalf of the Kaguya or the mist shinobi but for the greater good of the village, signaling a new era under the leadership of the "Queen of the Sea."
Location: Mist District Shore.
Posting Order: Suikotsu -> Azuresato Ryu -> Kazumaru -> Yumaro -> Higetsu -> Gabimaru -> Toshimi
Post Time Limit (PTI): 3 Day.
Skip Points: ll

 

[Fox]

The aftermath of a battle with Kagaya was nothing to scoff at, as it had resulted in an immediate loss of civilians, and most importantly, one of the halves of Hiramekarei. Higetsu's wandering eyes caught sight of the unexpected arrivals — Toshimi and Gabimaru. Their presence was like a ripple in the ocean. As their figures became apparent, it became evident that Gabimaru had played a crucial role, supporting Yumaro and Higetsu from a distance. Toshimi, with her graceful presence, added a touch of elegance to the scene. Her expression held a mixture of curiosity and mocking for the unfolding events. Gabimaru, on the other hand, stood as a silent guardian.

The Hozuki remained quiet. There were no words uttered from himself, simply acknowledgment from the man.

With a self-hatred sensation building up from within, he was rather prideful of becoming one of the 7 Swordsmen, yet he had become one of the very persons to lose a sword, just like his predecessor Suigetsu Hozuki. This was enforced by the presence of salty air, as well as a large figure that could have startled the Hozuki, almost prompting him into a battle stance had it not been for the giant sword on his back, revealing that it was one of the 7 Swords of the Mist — a sight he hadn't personally seen, aside from the selected few that had made appearances. Ironically, the Hozuki could not help but give a soft chuckle upon laying his eyes on the very sword he thought of when it came to his clan losing a sword or two. In tandem, it was clear then that a majestic entrance of the then-current Mizukage, who had muttered one word, had caused the darkness within to increase and increase. It was clear then that he was not entirely happy with himself either, as it could be seen in his expression. And then an unfamiliar snake had approached the battered group of the Kirigakure.

"......." The Hozuki remained silent.

"Is it my destiny to no longer be a swordsman, as I am only incomplete?" he thought.

Almost like a broken blade, he felt incomplete as long as there was always the missing half that needed to reunite with his remaining sword — something that surely would be frowned upon. He could see the future with him being discriminated against, even hated by his people. Losing a sword was almost as if staining the very pride of his people. Then the Mizukage addressed the weakness that had permeated the people of Water. A single tear could be seen on his face as the environment painted her as the gracious savior who had arrived to elevate them into a stronger force blessed by water. The boiling emotions erupted like a volcano under the ocean, creating endless waves that seemed to have no end. Yumaro, feeling the very passion, prompted even the Hozuki to bellow with pure emotions. Almost like a possession that only increased in volume and size among those who had been affected by what they had seen in front of them. A single word could be uttered by the Hozuki for a brief moment... only for it to continue.

"Mizukage." "Mizukage" "Mizukage" "Mizukage" "Mizukage" "Our Lady Mizukage!"


The atmosphere was thick with reverence as Higetsu's chants echoed through the surroundings. The ethereal connection between him and the ocean seemed to deepen, transcending even his own. Perhaps this was because he was more water which can be influenced by her Power of the Sea Dragon ability. As Higetsu raised the Hiramekarei, a legendary weapon known for its symbolic significance, it became a beacon of his unwavering loyalty. The blade gleamed in the ambient light, casting a mesmerizing glow that reflected the devotion in his heart. The white hue in his eyes further accentuated the spiritual possession, signifying a state of trance where he had lost himself in the divine presence of the ocean. To those witnessing this spectacle, it was as if the woman, now the Mizukage, held a divine aura. Higetsu's act of raising the Hiramekarei was not just a gesture of respect; it was a solemn pledge of allegiance and loyalty. The chants, like a sacred melody, continued to envelop the scene, creating an atmosphere of spiritual surrender. It was a moment of a new beginning, marking the acceptance of a new era under the guidance of a leader who, in Higetsu's eyes, was akin to a goddess blessed by the very essence of their existence.

Location: Mist District Shore.
Posting Order: Suikotsu -> Azuresato Ryu -> Kazumaru -> Yumaro -> Higetsu -> Gabimaru -> Toshimi
Post Time Limit (PTI): 3 Day.
Skip Points: ll

 

[Yatoru]

Circumnavigating the situation at had as a dense mist slowly creeped across the shoreline, though his Dark Saboth creations were breaking apart, the shrouds of dense darkness swirled around the chunin that stood atop of a roof, his beady red eyes glimmering through this shroud of darkness that pressed against the mist keeping it from piercing through and reaching him. Though by this happening the view of the other three becoming obscured by this mist, the voice of a woman spoke about becoming the Mizukage and about the "Weakness" all in the Mist District, heaving this the veins upon Gabimaru's temple pulsated, for he had just recently battled along side the mizukage and Kuroshikki against Null of the now Extinct Shimo Clan. Hearing this self proclamation Gabimaru spoke with a calm yet almost cold tone,​

"Quite a proclamation from some hag that hasn't seen what we've been dealing with."​

By stating this as the veil of spiraling darkness and abyss flowed around Gabimaru strange red eyes opened as this swirl became solid yet amorphous. Some of the dark abyss flowed like tendrils opening to reveal rows of teeth, maws waiting to consume life. This was a defensive mechanism of the Dark Saboth, an eldritch dome of swirling chaos and the amalgamation of Gabimaru's imagination. And though he could barely see the Giant serpent coming from the shore and the silhouette of what could be discerned as a woman any key visualization was lost due to this strange salt scented mist. But it matter not, as Gabimaru who had slain the last of a Mist clan in the sake of protecting the district, and combated and survived against an invasion still was on high alert, for all he knew this was a group of allies for the invader, ploying some scheme to damage the mist even further. And though the two jonin cheered and reveled for this mysterious woman, Gabimaru thought that they must have lost their mind due to the defeat taken or could it have been an influence of this strange mist?

Location: Mist District Shore.
Posting Order: Suikotsu -> Azuresato Ryu -> Kazumaru -> Yumaro -> Higetsu -> Gabimaru -> Toshimi
Post Time Limit (PTI): 3 Day.
Skip Points: ll​

 

[Yatoru]

With the Shadow of K.L.A.W traversing through the shadows of the landscape, this specialized Anbu would swiftly reach the Mist Districts Shoreline shrouded by mist, his appearance adorning the Blackened cloak and Mask of the Water Chakra Nature he'd find himself appearing upon one of the fishing buildings near the shores beach. With their chakra being suppressed these Shinobi observed the location catching a glimpse of an individual by intel as the the Selected Hozuki. This noted the Shadow of K.L.A.W descended towards the described sociopathic Hozuki. His appearance though would usually cause a hint of concern and yet the Shadow remained on his knee as he held out a specialized Sealed Scroll speaking with but a mysterious monotone voice showing no fluidity of gender or emotion,​

"A message for Higetsu Hozuki,"​

And should Higetsu receive this scroll and open it, the contents within would only be visible to his eyes alone; and for what it says is this exactly,​

"It is an honor to offer you out an invitation for my Organization called K.L.A.W. We have taken notice of your feats and prowess and determined you an asset worthy of the inner ranked leaderships.The objective of K.L.A.W is to allow a revolution in the shinobi world to better protect what we cherish from the Invaders that have been beseeching each district. But this decision will be yours and yours alone. I shall not pressure you further, should you decide upon an answer you can reach out to my representative in the grass district, where you will recieve the three clues to the Organizations Hideout. ~X.T" ​

And as the message scroll was delivered, this Shadow of K.L.A.W would seemingly phase into the very ground, vanishing completely from the scene...

Location: Mist District (Shore)
Posting Order: Shadow ->Higetsu(Respond once businesses are done.)
Post Time Limit (PTI): 3 Days
Skip Points: ll​

 

[Frea]

Of course, her gut feeling was correct, a heavy set of fog suddenly arose with the heavy smell of the sea, the smell of salt and seaweed as well as fish, presumably she thought it was one of the swordsmen nearby her. However Toshimi was wrong, a white-haired male who looked like he had enough shit for one day. She looked closer at the male and then back to Yumaro, they looked similar to her. Shortly emerged was a woman whom she had never seen before, a woman with long hair that was braided in the front and back muttering a word.

"Weakness."

"Weakness."

"Weakness."

Of course, this did question who this woman was, and where did she come from? She can tell she is from the mist and despite there being thousands of people in the mist, surely the Tomogui woman would've been able to somewhat see her in the past but she never did. Through her words, she self-proclaimed to be the mizukage, interestingly people surrounding them were hailing the new mizukage though Toshimi didn't buy her act. Toshimi questions in her own mind how could these people easily accept a person they had never seen before as their mizukage and think she is calling her so-called nation weak. That's not very much of leadership especially after the terror the Hozuki boy and the Kagaya boy had been fighting with what looks like a very powerful opponent. One lost the other half of his sword, whilst the other looked like he was wrecked by a train when Toshimi arrived at the scene.

While the two swordsmen were quite accepting of the Mizukage, Gabimaru, a young boy who is similar to her younger brothers' ages, Mellow and Xuan had piped up clearly not impressed with the woman who stood before them even so far as to disrespect the woman by calling her a hag. This earned a small chuckle from the cannibalistic woman as she was quite amused by his reaction, of course, this does beg the question how does Toshimi feel about this whole situation? For her Toshimi loved the idea of going back to bloodshed and leaving no mercy for their opponents from outside villages. Though she didn't like what said about weakness. None of the less, what could be done? Nothing, all she can do really is to accept this mature female as a misusage.

She scanned around to see a huge giant snake, on top of that a male with long white hair and foreign clothing. She looked them up and down and wondered if they were a threat or an ally in the situation whoever this was, why did need to have a summon? With the large white snake with ruby red eyes and purple markings on it continuing to flicker its tongue, immediately Toshimi shouted towards the unknown male.

"Hey, you! The guy with the snake, are you friend or foe? what is your purpose here?"

Location: Mist District Shore.
Posting Order: Suikotsu -> Azuresato Ryu -> Kazumaru -> Yumaro -> Higetsu -> Gabimaru -> Toshimi
Post Time Limit (PTI): 3 Days.
Skip Points: ll​