Odd Noises From the Mouth [Open]

As the sun came down upon one of these islands, there was a male sitting upon a rock staring at the sea. On this sea, right upon the horizon, the sun sat there like some sort of majestic being staring right back at the Shinobi. He started to wonder what exactly would he do at the moment, but figured that it would be best to just sit there. When it came down to it, he felt it was best for him to just sit his ass down here and see if anything would happen. Being that he was of the rank of Sp. Jounin right now, he figured that it would be nice to relax. He needed to get away from it all; this was what he was doing now.

Walking throughout the village Blake noticed a hawk fly past the mist. As he looked at it he heard a noise behind him. He turned to see a letter given to him. It was rather bulky. Blake opened the letter and began to read the first page. As he read it the paper said "Greetings. You may rememeber me as the man who gave you boys your legendary swords. It is time you and your group of swordsmen actually unite. I want all of you to go on a conquest. A conquest o bring your own village into order. This village being the Swordsmen Village Hidden In The Snow. That will be its name. I want you Blake Terumi and two others by the names Tenraku Dante and Masuta Niiro Ryuu their pictures are below and when you find them. Simply begin to read the second page of the paper to them. As you do that grab your sword and show your tattoo. That is the mark that gave you your nickname. Blake The Boiling Ghost. Now i want you to do this with pride and honor." As Blake finished reading he bowed his head at his sensei. As he was walking he remembered the faces of the two men. He looked across and saw th e face of one man who fit the description of Masuta Niiro Ryuu. Blake walked over and began to speak. "Hello Niiro. The old man who gave us these blades wants us to work."

Dante had been running through this island as part of his training. A conditioning of sorts to build his endurance to improve his overall performance on missions. His goal has always been to win the approval of those higher than he. The ones he actually respected. His hood fluttering on his head and his cape flailing behind him as he moved at his top knotch speed. He maneuvered through the forestry and other obstacles with a knowledgeable precision. He then spotted something ahead in his path. Two men or what he would assume were men, having some kind of secret meeting maybe? It seems that these secret meetings among two men were becoming a more trending thing, yet Dante never understood. Secrets were never his forte. He approached the two from the east. He didn't know who they were but they carried rather unique appearing weapons. They peaked his interest. Stopping a short distance from the two, cracking his neck, and stretching his arms, Dante announced himself. "Hello gentlemen. May I ask what you two are doing out here all alone....just you two.....alone. May I go ahead and say its rather suspect." he said sarcastically with his signature smirk.

Niiro continued to stare at the sunset on the water as he was approached by someone, someone who he wasn't very sure of, but he figured if he gave him some attention he may get the guy to go away. Suddenly the male had said something that had particularly caught Masuta's attention; it was when the male had talked about weapons. When he heard that he figured that it may be possible that this one was of the Swordsman of the Mist, but he couldn't remember if he had met this guy or not; oh well. Before he could get a single word out another person had appeared before them, and he bothered not to look at them because he was enjoying his time at staring out into the ocean. The guy had said something to them, but Niiro couldn't make out what he said. Before either one of them could get anything else out of their mouths, he said, "What do you guys want?"

OOC: No inspiration.

Blake threw down the envelope
Blake started to walk off.
He looked back and began to talk
He took off his face gear
"I'll see you in the snow village"

Dante hand has went to the hilt of his katana sheathed behind him at his waist when the suspect looking dude threw down a letter. He didn't know what his problem was nor did he care. Perhaps he interrupted a domestic affair between the two? Dante cautiously picked up the note. He read all of it then looked at the one guy who remained in front of him. The realization that there were other swordsmen now. The old man who had given him his very own blade was reviving a legacy. Dante smirked, he saw this as opportunity. He had been in this village for far to long and unrecognized for his talents. The Tenraku name was more deserving and needed this kind of opportunity. Being tied to such a ungrateful village was demeaning to its ability. The note said to go the Land of Snow and establish domain. If this was meant to draw the swordsmen together, Dante couldn't be any more than willing to assist. Maybe the Legendary Swordsmen was that particular affiliation he had been lacking, the one he wanted the most. He motioned to hand the letter to the man before him, letting it go to fly on a wind current right into his hands. "I think i'll be seeing you again." he said coolly. With that said, Dante had turned and walked off into the distance, heading for his new destination.

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Niiro grabbed the note that was released by the hands of the other male who he was guessing to be another Swordsmen like himself. He read the note thoroughly before setting it down besides him. He coughed and looked at the ribbon wrapped around his arm, but what it could do was amazing. He then said to both of them, "I'll meet you both there." He figured that it was now time for them to make a stand. As soon as he said those words he jumped off of the cliff and landed on the water through focusing charka into his feet. After landing safely onto the water he disappeared in the direction of the land that they were supposed to go to.

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Shuddering at the cold temperature he clung to his blanket, attempting to force his body back to sleep, but unsuccessful in doing so. His body was fully rested and up for the task that lay ahead of the young Genin. He grumbled and forced himself up, stretching afterward. He made his way to the outer surface, almost instantaneously fleeing back inside. The cold... the unbearable cold! He should have taken along with him, the attire of the shinobi he had killed earlier; and it wasn't even that cold!

He searched the possessions on the boat for a warm outfit and wore it, stepping outside once more. Inhale and exhale; repeated those actions a few times before he sought after his entourage. The weather wasn’t as difficult to bear this time around, now that he was prepared. He sighed, bringing to his knowledge his surrounding. Mist there, mist here and about. He stared beyond but his sight was obscured by the rain, he couldn't here much because of the roaring thunderbolts. They headed out and towards their destination.

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