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Post by Travishnu on Jan 30, 2013 18:59:38 GMT -5
The road was quiet as Sentou Kouseki walked down its dusty path. The bells on his Akatsuki sun hat chimed with each step, quietly announcing his presense to anyone around him. The sun shown its rays on the black and red robes he wore as he traversed, warming his body underneath, causing a slight sheen of sweat to break out on his brow, underneath the headband he wore with the Konoha village symbol scratched through. It had only been a few weeks since him and the other members of Akatsuki revealed themselves, destroying good portions of their respective villages in a suprise attack from within. Now they were set to obey the whims of their leader, Kobo Yashimaru. This particular mission seemed too easy to Sentou. Retrieve a case of money left in an abandoned tea shop in the middle of no where containing money for their operations. Fortunatly they didnt believe that anyone knew it even existed, as up until those few weeks ago no one even knew that Kobo was still alive. But ever wary, Sentou did as little as possible to attract attention.
It was midnoon when he arrived at the empty shop, borded up and abandoned it took no effort to destroy the board on the front of the shop and enter into the building. It took a second for his eyes to adjust to the gloom and pick out the details of the shop. There were four separate rooms for parties on the outskirts of a large open air pavilion with old tables with tea stains on them. In the center was a single tree who's full canopy with sakura buds smelled wonderful and inviting. But Sentou didnt have time to admire the tree, instead he walked over to the Western dining area and slid open the door, revealing yet another empty room, save for the table and the decorative samurai armor in corners of the room. He strode across the hardwood floor and found the panel Kobo had told him about. He pried it open with a Kunai and discovered the case underneath. ''What a surprise, no traps, no disguises, the first easy thing he's had me do.'' He got to his feet, case in hand and turned to leave.
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Post by Kitters on Jan 30, 2013 19:25:43 GMT -5
Matching the man's steps with her own rather soft and causal ones, Oun Yunagai stood with a faint smile and surprising calm eyes. From his garb, it was clear she should just leave and let be, but for Oun, she didn't see why her presence would be much bother. Raising a hand to her chest, a small gesture that was really meant to show she wasn't concealing any weapons within her sleeve, she gave him a wider grin and mused, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to come upon your business," Oun lowered her arm and gently slipped her fingers together before her to rest and stay in sight of the man, "I walk through this area once in a while and I though maybe some foolish child might be defacing this place more." Carefully, Oun stepped to the side so to let the man have access to the door way. Her movements were simple. However, not in the way you would describe a person lacking in normality. Her eyes stayed glued to the man, and her smile never really left, but she faced straight forward so as to show no disrespect. Light pouring in from the cracked windows hit her well at that angle, the mix of lavenders complimenting the rich browns of the old wood used in the structure of the tea house. She gave the man one last look and then closed her eyes and turned her head away a bit, her smile and lower face blocked in view by the paper flowers that hold her hair in their grasp. The summer sun was beginning to heat the building, and with that Oun internally thanked she had such a nice floral kimono to wear in such weather. A faint chuckle as she thought, 'If only I could show it off to someone beside one of them.'
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Post by Travishnu on Jan 30, 2013 20:31:28 GMT -5
Sentou whirled around at the sound of another voice on the premises. Just what he needed, a witness, which was exactly what he was told not to have. "Unfortunatly for you, I am not your run of the mill vandal." He stood straight up and drew a kunai. "I would say sorry, but I'm not."
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Post by Kitters on Jan 30, 2013 20:54:10 GMT -5
Oun's smile faded, though her tone didn't change. "No need to be sorry, I'm in the way of someone with grave importance." Her words were the snarkiest she had spoke so far, though she quickly added on, "However, you wish to be unseen, which indeed you are- unseen. My blindness stops me from ever telling of who you are. Plus, a dead body would only attract attention to this old place, which I'm sure you also don't want." She turned her head to him, her hand taking a few senbons out from the sash that held her dress close to her, ready to back away if needed.
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Post by Travishnu on Jan 30, 2013 21:09:46 GMT -5
Sentou consisdered it briefly but then said, '''There are ways to make sure that no one ever even knows you were here.'' If he didnt take care of her now then Kobo would require he track her down and take care of her. He dropped down to a squat and rushed across the room and aimed a slash at her from her right hip to her left shoulder.
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Post by Kitters on Jan 30, 2013 21:14:55 GMT -5
For once, a serious expression clouded Oun's face, and she waited till he was close enough, jumping back into the corner she was in, pushing off it and over his slash while throwing down her senbon, aiming for his finger joints so as to try and delay him. Slipping out the door way, Oun didn't wait a moment and fled the teahouse, hoping to get some distance between them.
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Post by Travishnu on Jan 30, 2013 21:20:07 GMT -5
Sentou narrowed his eyes, tracking her movements. The senbon surprised him, not expecting a weapon. He slid his hand back, avoiding the weapons entirely. He put the Kunai up and ran after her, Case in hand he flew out the door, spying his target he flew forward and jumped over her, drawing three shuriken he threw them at her as she ran forward.
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Post by Kitters on Jan 30, 2013 21:29:58 GMT -5
Oun heard him jump before her, though her sense were still not the best since she couldn't see what was happening. So as the shuriken came at her, she pulled two senbon out from her sash again, a shocked expression on her face for a split second, showing they were the last ones she had. She managed to block two of the shuriken, but the third dug deep into her hip. However, she didn't stop, she continued at Sentou instead, her senbon at 100 degrees and 80 degrees, ready for her to block from both sides.
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Post by Travishnu on Jan 30, 2013 21:46:15 GMT -5
Sentou drew his fist back and aimed a powerful punch at her face. "You have no choice in this." He said simply.
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Post by Kitters on Jan 30, 2013 21:58:17 GMT -5
Oun smiled at his remark and brought her hand up to meet his punch, her senbon going into his wrist and helping her move the punch away enough that is hit her shoulder. Taking that punch, Oun used it to push herself away a bit. Laughing, she started to pry the shurkien from her hip, trying to cover up her pain as best she could. "Nobody has a choice in anything," She readied the shuriken, "Not even the most arrogant like you." Watching him, she pondered her options. It was a large open area with a simple road. Not many people come by, but it's flat enough, that maybe someone might notice in the distance.
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