Bountiful Supply

[Travishnu]

Kasa Obake slowly entered into the town, keeping his eyes on the ground and the Akatsuki Sun Hat from Kazuku down so that no one would notice him. He was forbidden to wear the Akatsuki Cloak his father had purchased from Kazuku along with the hat all those years ago, but he refused to not wear the hat at least. He carried the rest of the robe in a summoning scroll in his pouch. The reason that he kept his eyes on the ground was so that no one would notice him, walking into the village with his prominent and bony features, his cheek bones jutting out from his face, making him look even scarier than he already was. His tin umbrellas clashed together as he walked, and finally the reason he didn't look at anyone was because he didn't want to feel the need to begin slaughtering. He was on the hunt for a particularly high Bounty, and was not to be detoured. Tane Naoki was in trouble, big big trouble.

[hyoutan]

Hyoutan Minamoto found it hard not to stifle his yawn, which today seemed to be happening every fews seconds. He wore his signature green coat, the one shaped like the leaves of a flower and what he wore for all his loyal years towards Kusagakure. Hyoutan was lying down in the middle of the road, a pile of leaves stacked up as a miniature pillow. He wasn't asleep, simply enjoying the clouds above on this sunny afternoon. That was Hyoutan's greatest problem, he simply didn't care enough about the world around him to actually try. After years of being forced to work under a tyrant, he felt as if he should just relax for the next nineteen years of his life. He always preferred the Land of Sounds for it reminded him of Kusagakure and Konohagakure, quiet and peaceful; nothing truly ever happening.

Sighing to himself, Hyoutan rolled his head to the right, seeing a man walking down wearing a rather large straw hat. A frown was evident on his face, he didn't want a conflict although he also didn't want to move from his spot. So he simple laid there, watching the figure come closer towards him.

[Travishnu]

Kasa didn't notice the figure lying in the road until he was right on him, and by then, he nearly tripped over him. When he regained his balance, he flipped the hat up and it fell to the back of his neck and he said, "What the hell do you think you're doing there traveler?" Be lifted his leg and aimed a kick at the man's gut. "Hows about you get the fuck outta my way?"

[hyoutan]

Hyoutan grunted softly as the man tripped over him, wondering exactly how hard it was to step over him. Turning onto his side, the genjutsu user began to breath easily, feigning sleep as to hopefully avoid an argument with this person. Unfortunately for him, fate was not on his side as the person before him began the one sided argument with him. 'Isn't he a traveler too?' Hyoutan thought to himself, as Kasa removed his hat. Raising his eyebrow, Hyoutan simply stared at Kasa as he cursed at him and prepared to strike him in the gut. Now there were two options he could have taken, either take the hit and later fight thus being forced to move from his spot. The other option was to simply lay there and take the hit. In true Hyoutan fashion, he simply stood still as the kick came, the hit causing him to cough wildly. As he coughed the collar of his jacket came down, revealing the Sloth tattoo of Zaiaku clearly on his throat and in view of Kasu.

[Travishnu]

((Name is KASA))

Kasa was surprised to see the tattoo on his neck, showing that he was, in fact, part of the organization, Zaiaku, that Kasa had just been admitted into. "Well, isn't that just great, he's got me working with some Lazy Asshole who can't even defend himself." He pulled back his leg, his rage boiling at the man laying, in the dust and mud, and not even defending himself. "Comeon, Fuckface, get up and fight me like a man, I won't be associated with someone not even good enough to stand up to me, NOW MOVE." He aimed another swift kick at Hyoutan's head, going for the nose.

[hyoutan]

Hyoutan winced, wondering exactly why Kasa was still cursing wildly. Hearing that he was apart of the same group that he was in, Hyoutan rolled his eyes and mentally cursed his own luck. Certainly this guy would put him through hell, he'd make him go after ninjas and work when all he wanted to do was sleep and relax. Yawning, Hyoutan was beginning to process one simple fact. Kasa simply didn't like him, for some strange reason. Hyoutan placed both hands on the ground, sitting up just before the kick hit him. That caused Kasa to miss completely, which hopefully wouldn't make him even angrier.

Standing up, Hyoutan began to methodically brush off the residue of dirt and mud off his coat. Looking at Kasa, Hyoutan quickly activated his Usogan in case further action was needed. Still, Hyoutan felt it necessary to raise both his hands in a mock surrender as he spoke in a humble, but bored tone of voice. "Is this really necessary? It's obvious we both belong in Zaiaku...so why don't I just move over there and sleep?" Hyoutan said, staring at Kasa the entire time.

[Travishnu]

"Or, you could come with me? Instead of being useless, I'm after a few bounties, just stick with me and watch my back." He began walking and turned, "And make sure you've brushed off all the dirt, I don't want to be seen with someone who is wearing dirty clothes, fucking pisses me off." He turned again, peering off into the sky, he kind of missed the rainy weather of the Rain Village, but he shook his head, even if he was burning up, he wouldn't let anything distract him. "Know anything about this Tane Naoki guy?"

[hyoutan]

Hyoutan could feel his right eye twitch slightly, wondering exactly why he was in the same organization as such a brute. Bounty hunting, since they were criminals would they even need money. Hyoutan himself found it easiest to simply cast people in genjutsu and have them give him what he wanted. Still, he would just follow along for the time being, since he really didn't wanna get yelled at anymore. As he was wiping off the dirt from his coat, Hyoutan decided that he would later have to get the standard Zaiaku coat, or else he'd always end up in these situations. Walking up to Kasa, Hyoutan struck his right hand out in an attempt to make peace with the foul mouthed shinobi before him. "The name's Hyoutan Minamoto..and I don't have any information on this Naoki guy."

(Sorry, finally got my new computer up and running)