[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/KJHKbxx.png[/img] [color=9e0b0f][u][b]Bumu Aka[/b][/u] Location - Konohagakure - Aka Clan Manor Outskirts / Interaction - [@GlitchyBugger][/color] _________________________________________________[/center] [i]"What're you doing up there, foxy? Want to go eat something and talk about it? I'll pay."[/i] Bumu's fingers relaxed, and he looked down to the streetlamp laden streets below. The fox shinobi sighed again, eyes laying down upon the ice fairy. Hime Yuki, huh? Bumu barely knew them, which was odd considering the social butterfly he tended to be. And yet... The more Bumu thought about it, the less he seemed to notice. The less he really knew other shinobi. He knew... Kaba. Barrier kid, really strong... Had Daddy issues? Kurin was a stiff guy who didn't smile much because he was all business. But why? Why was he all business. Stuff like that just kept repeating in Bumu's head. He knew so many people, but nothing about them. [color=9e0b0f]"You'll pay, huh?"[/color] Bumu replied, after a good ten seconds of silence. He jumped down onto a lower roof, and then hopped down further till he was balanced on the very spikey tip of a lamp. He seemed... curious as he watched Hime. [color=9e0b0f]"Look, if you're here to pity me... Thanks. I need that a bit."[/color] He chuckled softly, as if he just got the world's greatest joke. Kind of twisted to be honest. But, he wasn't about to turn down charity. His nose wrinkled as he sniffed the air, and he knew just the shop to get food. [color=9e0b0f]"You like Ichiraku? The old man's a bit stingy with the broth, but his meat is cooked to perfection!"[/color] Bumu raised a hand, letting the oversized sleeves of his outfit roll back so he could claps his hands together and sigh. Dreaming briefly of chicken, the duo where well through ordering when he snapped out of it. [color=9e0b0f]"So... Hime right? Your mom was... Uh..."[/color] He paused, trying to remember what village the Yuki clan even came from. She was a good few years older than him to start with, so it was kinda like talking to ones mom or something. [color=9e0b0f]"It's the water one, right?"[/color] Slurping up a string of noodles (With a noodle slapping his nose for extra measure) Bumu just let the whole thing sink in. [color=9e0b0f]"Look... To be honest, this whole thing is a mess..."[/color] He grumbled softly, glancing down the street where they had come from. [color=9e0b0f]"I don't even got proof the guy is my dad. This thing? Used to be one of his, but I pretty much cashed in everything on that."[/color] Hime probably knew that feeling too. Apparently she didn't even know who her dad was. There where guesses sure, and the Aka f- Wait a minute, that's where he knew her face! It was about 8 years ago, human time. Bumu had approached the Aka estate, using the coat, a letter from his mother, and the family crest his mother had to prove his father's identity. They didn't take it well even then. Leaving the fox in a room for hours, thinking he couldn't hear them. He could hear everything. The bickering over money. Bumu didn't care about that, but that was humans. Until they sat him down, took a photo, and made a file. Fingers, DNA, everything before they filed it away. There where a lot of names there. Faces and photos all around... And Hime Yuki had been one of them, only now did he get why they had a filling cabinet. [color=9e0b0f]"But hey... At least now that he's back I can say hello, right?"[/color] Bumu smiled, though it was weak, nervous, and... Sad. Part of him didn't even want to meet his dad at this point. [center]_______________________________________________________________[/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/7MuryQw.png[/img] [color=ed1c24][u][b]Jaakuna Aka[/b][/u] Location - Yomigaeri Base / Interaction - [@Seraphicide][@ZeroXposure][/color] _________________________________________________[/center] Conversation over... Huh. Jaakuna hated this, a complete shutdown of a conversation, as if he was being scolded. The Fox shinobi followed after Seijuro, pulling down the fox skull mask that had been chosen for him. His dark robes flourished behind him, as if he was still a hero and this was his cape. [color=ed1c24]"I think you mistake what I mean."[/color] He hissed, walking alongside Seijuro. His 'partner' had a way of commanding all attention with a word. He hated that. But, there was no point arguing it for now, he'd have to get what he needed later. Because for now, there was an empty hole in his chest. A hole where Kurama used to lay and give him strength unimagined. Once upon a time he could have killed all these kages on his own, but now? He felt weaker, denied his significant strength. He should have beaten Ginsho two moves sooner! Though, the night was at least nice. Jaakuna loved a good night time. Plenty of darkness, plenty of quiet. But Iwagakure was not the place to go running around at night. In fact, he silently cursed that there wasn't any Iwagakure shinobi in their little entourage. The village was... Probably on alert. After their little display in Konoha, he expected the Tsuchikage to be not only on guard, but extremely defensive. Jaakuna though ended up taking the lead, and by the time they had reached the village there wasn't a single shinobi who had seen them coming. [color=ed1c24]"High alert seems to be the theme of the night, any battle plan beyond just showing up and wrecking shit?"[/color] He laughed softly, jumping ahead of the group, a little red tint to his skin as he kept active. He was going to break before Seijuro, just meant he had to start considering alternatives, but he wasn't breaking yet. Not yet... Not while he could fight. [b]At Iwagakure...[/b] Jaakuna sat down, watching the village from above. He'd already split himself up, utilizing about a dozen clones in the process. Unlike last time, where he went hog wild, this was more stealth kind of stuff. Carefully positioning himself in the right places, relying on the intelligence gifted earlier by their little asshole from Kumogakure. Old guy... Jaakuna wondered briefly if they'd fought before, but he doubted it. He wasn't that good with faces through. Right now, it seemed the plan was... Wait a minute, where did Seijuro go? Jaakuna realized he was suddenly alone with Sano, a man who craved devouring chakra, and Sebun... A sword guy. He never really did figure out Sebun's moveset. [color=ed1c24]"Wait, w-"[/color] Before he could speak, it seemed stealth was no longer an option. Jaakuna stood at the edge of the monument, looking down as a crashing wave of water gushed over the village. [color=ed1c24]"You idiot!"[/color] Jaakuna snarled, glaring at the shark, and especially at the swordsman who was supposed to be his partner. [color=ed1c24]"Ugh... Reel him in... I'll look for the Mizukage."[/color] Jaakuna ordered, pointing at Sebun. [color=ed1c24]"Get it, reel? Like a fish?"[/color] Then he was gone. At a moment, he was operating in stealth mode, and it would be tricky to catch him. Most importantly, floating behind him where five wisps, sailing behind the fox shinobi. Clearly he was ready to fight if it came his way. But, the mission? That was what was important right now.