[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/7MuryQw.png[/img] [color=ed1c24][u][b]Jaakuna Aka[/b][/u] Location - [b]Everywhere?[/b] / Interaction - Various[/color] _________________________________________________[/center] ----------------------------- Forest of Death... [@Yoshua171] [color=ed1c24]"Well, lets consider this my first chance to surrender."[/color] Jaakuna spoke, watching as the Tsuchikage did his best to keep him away. [color=ed1c24]"But... I'll decline. Hopefully you will still one day be willing to offer me those last two chances. Though, I doubt it."[/color] There was a poof of smoke, and he was gone. He'd succeeded in keeping the Tsuchikage busy, a whole affair that made matters... Difficult for the future. But, he did learn something from his encounter, and that was how far different this world was from the last. Around the village, the last of Jaakuna Aka's clones dissipated. But in time, the word would spread. Somebody would say it out loud, and soon, the whole village knew exactly who to blame for this whole morbid affair... [center]_______________________________________________________________[/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/KJHKbxx.png[/img] [color=9e0b0f][u][b]Bumu Aka[/b][/u] Location - Hokage Funeral / Interaction - [@Spanner][/color] _________________________________________________[/center] Bumu couldn't help it. Looking over to Hikaru, and then thinking about just what kind of person would name their kid something as stupid as... Bakusatsu Kyō? He just imagined Hikaru in a silly paper crown, running around and blowing stuff up. Biting her lip, Bumu still ended up bursting into full on laughter. [color=9e0b0f]"Wow, you must have some crazy family, huh?"[/color] Bumu teased, tongue sticking right out. His ears twitched, and he glanced over to the northern edge of the forest. [color=9e0b0f]"DUCK!"[/color] He shouted, leaping down behind an overturned tree. The tree itself had long since formed into the ground, with rocks layered over and newer trees growing over it. Landing just in time, the fox bore witness to the devestation of the forest around her and Hikaru. Trees blown away, the ground shattered and turned to dust in a few areas. Horrifying to behold. [color=9e0b0f]"Well... I guess you and I lucked out. We're out of the forest now. Though there is no forest."[/color] Bumu chuckled nervously as she peeked out from their hide-y hole, thankful it withstood all this. [color=9e0b0f]"Though I guess they got what they want, since I can't see anybody else besides some of the other students."[/color] Dusting himself off, Bumu turned to look at Hikaru. [color=9e0b0f]"So... I'm guess you Iwa guys are gonna be heading out soon, huh?"[/color] Bumu inquired, turning to his short term friend. [color=9e0b0f]"I guess I'll be seeing you around then. This whole day has me really reevaluating my life choices."[/color] He seemed to joke, but there was always the chance she was serious. [color=9e0b0f]"Look, if you need a place to stay, I'm your ninja, got it?"[/color] [b][u]One Week Later[/u][/b] Bumu hated this suit. Scruffy, rented it so it didn't fit perfectly right. The fox shinobi pulled on the collar, and despite the best efforts available, it never felt good. But that may have been the atmosphere. Around Bumu where the shinobi of Konoha. Many gathered, even from foreign lands. Rain pelted down from above, and despite the lack of life the whole ordeal seemed... Bitter. No body in the casket. They never could find it. But Namine, the village's top sensory had witnessed it from a great distance. Details where scarce, but they all knew who did it. Jaakuna Aka. The Aka clan stood alone to the side, most of them children of the famed fox. Bumu stood a bit further off, in his own group to himself. He had made it clear many times his affiliation as the unknown bastard child of the fox sage, but the rest of the family had chosen to separate themselves from Bumu. Moreso now that the eyes of the judging village lay upon them. In truth, Bumu hadn't spoken to any of the others much sense then. Most just shut their doors, or had other things to do. Humans... How easily they turned their backs on others it seemed... Not even heroes where exempt. [color=39b54a]"I see you actually wore a suit today."[/color] Bumu didn't even need to look to know who it was. But either way, he looked to his right. There stood Kurin Senju, pride of the Senju clan. Smelling more than usual of plant matter. A great deal of bandages covered his face and body, supposedly from the burns he had suffered during his exam. [color=9e0b0f]"What's it matter to you?"[/color] Bumu muttered, a scowl on his lips. [color=9e0b0f]"I don't need pity you know."[/color] [color=39b54a]"You don't?"[/color] Kurin asked, rather quizzically. [color=39b54a]"You're standing alone. The rest of your clan seems... Off put by this whole ordeal. What about you?"[/color] [color=9e0b0f]"I don't need somebody to mental analyze me, okay?"[/color] Bumu snapped back. [color=9e0b0f]"It's this stupid suit that's got me all riled up!"[/color] He stomped away, leaving Kurin alone to the dreary atmosphere. [center]_______________________________________________________________[/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/DpHipWH.png[/img] [color=bc8dbf][u][b]Nousagi Hyuuga[/b][/u] Location - Hokage Funeral / Interaction - [@Lyfe][/color] _________________________________________________[/center] How weak. Nousagi stood with the rest of the Hyuuga clan, looking the distance to the funeral parade going down between the crowds. The Hokage had been a great man, and he had died in such a weak way. An assassin it seemed, and one who took the identity of the village hero. Now the village villain. He glanced around, looking to each member of his clan in time. With all that had happened, the clan was a broiling with gossip, and self interest. Already he could hear the murmurs of his father and his aides, all discussing their own bid to put the Hyuuga in charge of Konoha once again. Mind you, Nousagi didn't argue, as taking advantage of this moment to push an agenda was probably on the minds of all promenient clans. For a while it had been believed that one of the Aka clan would have been a strong contender for the Hokage's replacement. But recent affairs had completely ruined that bid for them. A boon for all the other clans. [color=bc8dbf]"Kai, which clan do you believe has the chance to place one of their own in the lead for village leader?"[/color] Nousagi inquired, turning to the member of the Otsutsuki clan. Kai's failure in the tournament had been... Disappointing, but none the less a good aide was hard to come by, and Kai could at least do that. [color=bc8dbf]"Personally, the Senju clan will probably make a strong bid. Since the passing of their clan head many years ago had crippled their chances during the last time the spot was opened by tragedy. But now... They may very well be looking to reclaim their heritage as one of the more prominent clans in the village."[/color] [center]_______________________________________________________________[/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/3VU5ROR.png[/img] [color=8882be][u][b]Ocha Kyusu[/b][/u] Location - Hokage Funeral / Interaction - ???[/color] _________________________________________________[/center] Suits where never a good fit for Ocha. More often than not he'd have gone to this event in his usually flashy outfit. But he respected the former Hokage a great deal, even during the war. Ocha could recall the times they met in battle. Ginsho on the side of Konoha, and Ocha on mission by the former Mizukage to assassinate somebody of value. He could not recall the score, but in the end it seemed Ocha was the winner on that front. [color=8882be]"Strange... I always thought he'd ascend to that heaven he always prattled on and on about."[/color] Ocha commented softly, seated alongside the other Kages. Ocha himself was dressed in a fairly simple suit and tie, but the bandages that covered his body was for the health of those around him. Thick and tightly woven, covering every inch of his body. He couldn't help but feel... Sad. How odd, that wasn't an emotion that came to the surface very often. But in a way, this was the beginning of an end of an era. The last great heroes of the war where slowly dying out. Leaving only the villains of that sordid affair to live on. [color=8882be]"Tragic."[/color]