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Naruto: The New World [High-Casual]

>IC post headers

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yeah i'm not gonna do all this for the aesthetic image of his appearance lmao

Naruto: The New World [High-Casual]

^{Empire of Stone | Chunin | Squad Four}

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^{TIME: PRESENT TIME | LOCATION: Amegakure - Landing Pad | INTERACTION: KOKO IYOKAN - @schadenfreude, MIYAKO KUROSAWA - @MesuOkami, SHINJI YUKI - @BladeSS4}

“Hmmhmm..” was the only answer Shinji received, a confirming mumble that he was indeed Sakana Uragiri, which offered little to no interesting things to the conversation. From the man's lack of initiative, Sakana could already tell this one was gonna be quiet and reserved. He wouldn't be the leader on this mission. “Who knows if we'll be succesful. The Sage, maybe,” he told Miyako when she piped up about being succesful int his mission, though Sakana's voice wasn't loud enough to be heard by either Miyako or Shinji, as his voice lowered when his black eyes then trailed after a familiar face walking past - Kinzo Uragiri, a painful reminder of his past, and a painful reminder of his clan too. Subconsciously Sakana loudly smacked his hand down onto the table in front of him, the smack causing him to snap back into reality, rather than visions of the past. He turned to face Miyako, and in doing so spotted another person approaching.

“Koko Iyokan...” he repeated after her when she told them her name, and slowly he'd raise to his feet, standing up with one hand leaning on the table. “... the hell kinda name is that?” An inquisitive question that almost seemed like it was serious. It was rather ironic, though, coming from a guy literally named 'fish,' though in his case the name at least made some sense, what with the black fish eyes. The girl in front of him, well, she didn't even look like she knew what a Koko was, nevermind the fact that she didn't look like one anyway.

Despite being the youngest, and visibly so, Sakana asserted himself. If only to get some semblance of organisation and coordination into the team. “I don't know who you are or what you do, and I certainly don't know why they put us Empire goons and some Kiri swords-for-hire together on an expedition, but look around.” Without gesturing widely he made it clear that he was talking about the other teams, which one had formed entirely, and two were left with a few members missing. He squinted his eyes a little bit, indicating that he was serious, while staring at Koko first, then Shinji, and then Miyako. “All other groups are just as rag-tag as we are. I suggest we get some hierarchy and order going. And, if it pleases the emperor of Stone, and the COO of the Mist, we should pick a leader and representative of the group.”

He turned his eyes onto Shinji now, who seemingly didn't even have the decency to introduce himself all that time. “Let's start with you, nameless shinobi. Do you always forget to introduce yourself, or is it just when you're meeting Iwagakure no Sato shinobi? Do you have some problem with us? Who are you anyway? Do you think that you can represent us?”

Naruto: The New World [High-Casual]

@Spanner they're naruto related so shush

The Political Thread

man this thread became something else real quick

i'm out cya have fun

Naruto: The New World [High-Casual]

@MesuOkami what's with that outline ugh. Fix it!

Naruto: The New World [High-Casual]

@Aeolian Alright, if you have any questions feel free to ask!

Naruto: The New World [High-Casual]

@Aeolian Yeah, for sure. If you can follow the format in the opening post, make a character sheet, then you can join. I'll squeeze you into a team somewhere.

Naruto: The New World [High-Casual]

@bladess4 @mesuokami @schadenfreude let's make it our personal objective to be as active and fast posting as we can. Team Sakana.. I mean.. team 4 gonna be the best.

Naruto: The New World [High-Casual]

@Aeolian You're allowed to read along, and I'm pretty sure you can still join if you want to!

Naruto: The New World [High-Casual]

^{Empire of Stone | Chunin | Squad Four}

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^{TIME: ONE DAY AGO - 4:30PM | LOCATION: Amegakure - Landing Pad | INTERACTION: None}

The VTOL aircraft had lived up to every expectation, but being from the Empire of Stone, Sakana knew full well what the luxuries of the aircraft entailed. At almost precisely 4.30 they had touch down, and Sakana was allowed to get off the aircraft. It was faster than traveling by foot - only by a little - but it was indefinitely more relaxing, and saved on stamina quite a bit. “Good afternoon, mr. Uragiri,” one of the attendants said, bowing politely and far deeper than she had to for the otherwise unremarkable boy. “If you would just follow me this way,” she proceeded, standing up straight again and gesturing to the stairs off the landing pad. “We're a small walk away from the hotel where you will be staying alongside your companions for the duration of your stay.”

Sakana struck a casual pose, holding his two hands in his pockets while he ogled the greeter up and down. Finally, he raised his one hand up, taking the wooden toothpick from his mouth and slowly lowering it, before shooting it off with his finger. “Hai. Thank you.” Following the woman down the stairs into the streets of Amegakure, Sakana was ill impressed with the location. He'd been here before, as an envoy of the Empire of Stone. That was back when they still referred to him as 'that one kid with a deathwish,' where he was treated like some proof of the Raijin Dynasties' savageness. To send a young kid, barely 14, out into the fields of war with a seal that activated when he died? Truly savage. By now they had learned that that had nothing to do with the Raijin dynasties, and everything with Sakana himself.

Was that why he was sent here? As an insult to the Raijin Dynasty? A reminder that their banished soldiers would find a home in Iwagakure, and flourish there? Sakana had his doubts that the Raijin Dynasties would even remember his name, let alone his face. As uncommon as the duels were to challenge the leading dynasties, there were plenty of other reasons to get banished and marked with a cross. Desertion. Cowardice. Incompetence. Any reason the superiors wanted you banished for, it’d be enough. Most of the banished people didn’t make it out alive, being free game. Sakana had gotten lucky that the Iwagakure nin he found didn’t kill him on sight, but rather took him in. Now, he was standing in Amegakure. “This is fate,” he reminded himself.

A new era was about to begin. He would be at the vanguard.

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^{TIME: PRESENT DAY – 7.30AM | LOCATION: Amegakure – Hotel Room | INTERACTION: None}

It seemed that Iwagakure had spared every expense they could, as the room Sakana had been given was rather spartanesque. Though it was far from the tribal housing in the Raijin Dynasties, it wasn’t the comfort of the Empire of Stone that he was used to. This mattered very little, if at all, to Sakana. He was here for soldiering, not to take a vacation. As soon as he got up, he ate breakfast, showered, brushed his teeth and combed his hair meticulously.

He then got dressed, putting on a black mesh wifebeater, before pulling the Iwagakure flak vest over it. He loaded the front pouch with kunai, explosive tags, and other goods, then adjusted the vest until it sat comfortably with the new weight. He wore the standard shinobi slacks and sandals, with his Iwagakure shinobi headband hanging from a belt loop. It was yet another reminder that he had had conflicting allegiances – an Iwagakure headband, a Raijin mark of banishment. Last, he pulled on his long gloves that reached up to just below his shoulders, with the fingers cut off so that he could feel and form handseals just as effectively.

All in all, he took his time getting ready, and he ended up leaving at 8.30, or something around that time.

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^{TIME: PRESENT DAY – 8.50AM | LOCATION: Amegakure – Great Hall | INTERACTION: None}

The coordinator at the entrance proved to be quite organized, as a simple affirmation of an image on her PDA, as well as Sakana providing her his name was enough to let him in. He was given some number, which corresponded to a seating arrangement of sorts, no doubt for his team, so he proceeded to his seat without any interaction with anyone else. From the corner of his eye he caught the looks of someone he recognized, a man whose name he only knew as Homuru, recognized by his mask and jacket. He was with the ANBU, or more specifically, the Tiger Division, as far as Sakana knew. What the specifics were of that, he could not tell. What Sakana could tell was that Homuru was a skilled individual, because only competent people made it to the Tiger Division.

Sakana found his seat slightly behind and to the right of Homuru, in a different area from Homuru completely, barring any conversation between them – not that either of them were going to be interested in talking, most likely. Sakana sat down with his unnaturally calm composure, not even batting an eye as more people entered. Kuro was quick to follow his entry, and was someone Sakana was more familiar with than this Homuru. Miyako Kurosawa would’ve been easy to mistake for an Uragiri, had she had black eyes. Her black hair matched that of Sakana both in color and length, and their black clothing matched as well, as if they’d color coordinated. “Miyako,” Sakana greeted her, whenever she’d arrive, though not much else could be said, as Sakana wasn’t innately familiar with Miyako as a person. He simply knew of her.

The two other shinobi on their team were from Kirigakure and, inevitably, meant that Sakana could do little else than to regard them as hired swords. Unreliable, stubborn and untrained in organized warfare. They were no doubt here just to fill the ranks, to guard the caravan and protect non-shinobi personnel. Whenever these two, namely Shinji and Koko, would enter, they’d find Sakana’s black eyes resting on them, inspecting them without as much as a word. Withholding his commentary for now, he simply regarded them, waiting for them to speak up and introduce themselves.