Peace and Love [Open]

A man that was very bored with his life right now decided to keep an eye on things from here. He almost blended in with the environment that he was in; the only exception was his black pants, which were much darker than the snow, and his tan face, which seemed to also be darker than the snow. He stood there with every bit of his upper body covered except for his head. He peered into the distance and wondered what was he to do now; he would find out soon enough, hopefully. He sighed a disdainful sigh and awaited the arrival of someone. If no one appeared soon enough he would most likely leave this place.

A adolescent around the age of fourteen was seen walking out in the frost. He was use to the coldness since he grew up in this weather. He wore full black clothing, black long sleeves, black pants, and black sandals. He had his hip pouch above the right side of his buttock full with useful ninja tool and a folded steel katana on his back locked with a two straps holding it down. Moustu is a great fighter, his agility passes an average Chunnin and speed in just as great. Moustu took strolls out in the open for fun in the cold Mountain top. He looked around and saw nothing, barren ice lands until he came across something. Looked like a man in the distance so he went for it. The man was covered in black as it seemed and the dark figure stood there as Moustu approached "Hello?"

A voice was heard that wasn't that of Niiro; it was surprising to see that someone would come out here. He supposed that this guy was someone from the village that he was of, but it mattered not. He turned his back to the guy and peered back into the snowy land. Before doing anything else he had said to boy, "Can I help you?" After that was said he just continued to stare into the distance; he didn't know what it was but maybe there was something out there. He was distracted as of now.

Moustu heard the response as he was closer to him until they met. The man was taller than Moustu and he a Jounin of the village. Moustu wondered why the man was out here,but maybe since he was a Genin and he is a Jounin he can perhaps train Moustu to gt ready for the exam, but he didn't wanna rush in like that. Moustu had to introduce himself to the man "My name is Moustu, what are you doing out here?" Moustu can be fully seen now with his headband and facial features. Moustu needed a sensei as of now or else he couldn't be ready for the exams/

((OOC: Not a Jounin; everyone is a Genin right now, I think.))

IC: Niiro didn't want to respond to the male simply because he didn't like people being around him, but if one thought about it they would come to believe that if they didn't answer someone that they would stay around a bit longer. He coughed as he continued to look out into the distance. He decided to respond to the male, "I'm here because there's nothing better to do," He paused for a moment as he looked back to the male, "I guess you could say I'm waiting." With that being said he didn't really feel the need to speak anymore. If the boy knew what Niiro was waiting for then he might react, if he did not then who knows what the boy's reaction would be. What he wanted as of now was to do something; he would figure out what to do maybe in these next few minutes.

Moustu had a feeling he didn't need to be here. Moustu was bored and it was cold out so he thought he might be off on his way. Moustu looked at the man and smiled lightly and said "Well Im gotta make my way for some Ramen, nice meeting your acquaintance." Moustu turned around and made his way walking off in the distance and he vanished off out of site.



(Short and sweet, EXIT)

Mr. Eskaru in all his Eccentricity then passed into the area, seeing the young man pass right beside him. 'Well, that's a shame' his subconscious said. He peered around, for it had been a few hours before he had spoken up. "The hell are you talking about?" Mr. E asked himself. 'Doesn't the saying go, the more the merrier?' his inside chided. Mr. Eskaru stopped for a moment, and saw the other gentleman in the vicinity. " Well, I guess so, but what if the company is of one you don't want to keep? what then?" he asked condescendingly. His subconscious retorted almost in nanoseconds 'Well, maybe it's vice verse , what if they don't want to keep company with someone like you?' As he approached the other gentleman, he whispered under his voice "Ooh, low blow" By that time, the man would have noticed, the mass in front of him, if he had not already.

Mr. E stood five inches taller than the man in front of him, and had a few pounds on him. He was wearing a parka, for the weather had taken a turn for the worse. It was now storming, his hood was upturned, so Mr. E's face was hardly visible. He was wearing his Zanbato on his back, it was nowhere near the perfection, he was creating, but it stood about six foot, and on his back, it made him look like some monster. He stopped about two meters away from the man. "Hello, I'm Stearc, Stearc Eskaru," So far so good. "Who are you, if you don't mind me asking?" and with that, the new gentleman in front of Mr. E was engaged in conversation

He didn't watch the boy as he left simply because it felt like he didn't need to do such a thing. He figured that he would just wait for someone to come or he would leave pretty soon. He guessed that when the boy left that he was trying to avoid one of two thing: the battle that was going to be engaged or he was cold; either way it was a pretty pussy of a move. Excuses excuses. He looked away to sky and noticed some clouds rolling in. Almost instantly after seeing these forms that looked almost like dark balls of cotton rain fell to the snowy land. Suddenly water fell to the ground in a vast amount. Then, like the storm, a male who was a bit taller than Niiro had appeared. He just seemed to be getting loads of visitors nowadays. The male had introduced himself and asked for Niiro's name. He figured that since he asked for it he might as well give it to him. "My name is Jigen Masuta, but you can call me Masuta." He looked back down to his surroundings and it would seem that now he was in a conversation and he may be here for a while. "What brings you here?"

Mr. Eskaru Smirked behind the parka's hood. 'well, this one is polite' his companion's voice rang out in his head. Mr. Eskaru simply nodded, and smiled. He took down his hood, and pulled down the choke covering his face. "What brings anyone anywhere Jigen?" he asked somewhat philosophically. He peered around and saw just how bleak everything was. He Looked down, then up into the overcast skies. "Horrible weather we're having huh?" he said, his ability to focus on one subject visibly being pushed to it's limits. He looked back at the man in front of him. "So, what rank do you carry in the Village?" These three basis of plot, were hardly connected to the other, but, such was the way of thought, that came from Mr. Eskaru. He would always be burdened with this strange person in his mind.

A question was brought upon him, one that he wouldn't usually expect, but there was a thought in his mind that seemed to be the answer. Although he had came up with an answer he refused to answer that question for the simple reason that there were many answers to this question. The second question that followed the first one was about the weather, and it was something that Niiro seemed to be paying very close attention to. When the other male had said something about the weather being far from good all Niiro could say was, "Indeed." Anything else to add on to that response would be meaningless and a waste of time. From the second question came the third and final question, for now that is. This question was one of Niiro's rank. This question bothered the male, and it wasn't really something that he was proud of but he decided to answer that question as well. "As of now, I am a Genin, but it shouldn't be too long until I am promoted." He didn't want to sound sure of himself, but it was something that he could see happening very soon.

After responding to the male's question he looked off and wondered if something "interesting" or "fun" would happen soon. He took a step forward then looked back to the male that seemed to have unmasked himself. Niiro then asked, "Are you of the same rank as me, or a higher one?" This was the only answer that he really wanted, but more information woud be helpful as well. He did know one thing though; he wanted to get the hell out of this rain.

Mr. Eskaru sighed the rain was becoming quite the hindrance, even if it were mother nature interrupting him from his ability to hold a conversation, Mr. Eskaru, still felt an ungodly anger well up from the pit of his stomach, it is a rather strange sensation to become angry at nothing. However, that's the beat of this one's drum. "I'm Chunin, nothing special." he said, and then peered around, there seemed to be no haven from this hindrance, nowhere to hold a peaceable conversation. "This may seem strange to ask." Mr. Eskaru said. "But, is there anywhere that you know of, that's out of this god awful rain?" Mr. Eskaru was becoming amazingly Irate, and he could only believe that the other person could pick up on this wrath, but the reason behind it, would almost certainly be shrouded. The reason no matter how trivial, was Mr. E's internal Modus Operendi, and there was nothing he could do about it, besides get out from the situation, A modern day case of Avoidance Conditioning. He inwardly laughed at that.

Niiro sighed as the rain continued to hit his face, so he was beginning to wonder if there was a place that he could go so that he would be able to use his techniques. He sighed a little bit then looked to the male that was near him; he noticed that one named Stearc was getting frustrated due to the odd weather that we were having here. He came to believe that this male also wanted to get out of this place; his thought was proved to be right when the male was asking Niiro if he knew where there was a place where they could go where it wasn't so wet. He coughed once and said to Stearc, "I don't know a place that isn't like this right now, but we can look for one." He stared into the distance thinking for a moment. "This rain is irritating me as well." With that being said, he jumped off of the slope that he one and starting heading into an unknown location; he was on the search for a dry land.

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Mr. Eskaru nodded, and slipped the hood of his parka back up. It had gotten very damp. That was also a slight irritation to the flow of Mr. Eskaru's day, but what could one do? That's all anyone can ask. Mr. Eskaru looked back up into the sky, and saw it was beginning to darken. He sighed, and looked back onto the horizon, that was dotted on with trees and such. It was becoming quite dismal. That was also one thing Mr. E didn't care, for, the somber areas in life. It doesn't have to be melancholic to be beautiful, most people have lost the eye for true beauty. He walked on. He might follow the man, or he might have struck off on his own. Their paths in life might intertwine once more, or he could go on for years, only to die, and never see the man. It wouldn't be sad per se, but that's all for Mr. Eskaru to strike out and do.

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