A cold encounter (Neko-senpai)

[Zeekie-kun]

Darkness had fallen over the woods just outside of the Land of Snow. A blizzard had begun to brew, engulfing everything in an endless white. A young girl sat In the treetops, leaning back against the trunk of a tree. The Anari let out a soft yawn as she pulled her purplish blue scarf closer to her face. It had been long day and the cold air was always relaxing. She hadnt been able to relax for a long time, so this was going pretty well. After years of spending her life wandering in extremely cold weather, her body had gotten used to the cold. But somewhere within the endless white, Anari felt a strange presence.

[Temptd_light]

truly there was not a place in this world he had not visited in his long life. Shinjinko was a man who has been to nearly all nations of the world that was known to the Shinobi. Only a small fraction of them had ever not been visited by him, and today was yet another disappointment in that effect. Shinjinko was visiting once again the land of Snow, a place he had been before when he first fled from kumogakure. Already his hands were soiled in blood that made him a criminal, and already his bare face and masks were known in even Yukigakure for what he had done even in their home; the slaughter of a kenjutsu user whom had fallen prey to Shinjinko's ambitions.

Once Again the Darkness of the Shinobi world had Stepped foot on the cold frozen lands of the Land of Snow. Bundled in his basic coat, with his scroll lashed across the bottom of his back, he stepped into the cold snow. His faced covered by his regular old mask and marked with the Symbol of Suna. Why, cause he wanted to wear that specific one. His hair left to hang around his head, and his signature cap, the Bucket like helmet; laid on top of his head. Shinjinko was not one to stay in the public eye if he didn't need to though. So the harbor was not a favored spot to make rest after the long voyage that took several days to just arrive. So it was not even a waited period of time before He was already out in the blowing snow, trudging his way deeper into the Land of Snow.

It was Not Long until Shinjinko saw another Soul in the endless expanse of white that bore little to no other color. So it was easy to assume this young child was quick to catch Shinjinko's eye.

(You choose a Bad Spot as you yourself don't even describe anything like a harbor/bay/or coastal line)

[Zeekie-kun]

Out of the corner of her eye Anari caught a glimpse of black figure. Instantly her mind thought of the suited men that had been responsible for the death of her family. She bolted upright, then quickly rose to her feet, facing the approaching person. She pushed back her purplish-blue locks resembling the color of the scarf she wore, and then did her heart beat steadied and she verified the oncoming man wasn't of the suited men that once hunted her. Well actually Anari couldn't really tell if the person was a man or not due to the mask it wore. Due to the bucket like cap and coat it wore, it made it nearly immpossible for Anari to determine it's gender.

By now Anari had jumped down from her spot in the tree, landing onto the snow covered earth with a small thud. She wore her usual outfit; A blue almost white kimono with a hood attached. Upon the sleeves of the kimono were the images of a diamond like pattern. Each diamon being outlined with a slightly darker blue. Anari also wore bluish purple leggings, which were tucked into suade boots matching the color of the kimono. 

Once on the ground Anari would pull her hood on, tucking away her long straightened hair. Slowly and steadily she began walking forward, her yellowish almost golden catlike eyes set on the person ahead, the wind playing with the hair that she hadn't tucked into her hood.

[Temptd_light]

It was not long before the figure up ahead made themselves known to as well be a living being. He clothes matched so well with that of the environment, but it was her hair at first that stood out enough to make her easily noticeable. But as he got closer, he could see her hide it only to then show eyes that stood out like amber and topaz in the white environment. almost like stars glistening in the sky. But not even the unusual yellow eyes kept his attention as she walked by. instead shinjinko took a look at her as a whole scanning her whole body with his vision not hiding it. But, he obviously was not satisfied as he blurted out after she had barely passed, "Geez. What a Fat cow in such a outfit. Her eyes even look Piss Filled." He obviously had no care if she heard as he did not care what she would think of it.He was a person who spoke his mind. a mind, that some 50% of the time viewed the world in its own reality and not actual reality.

[Zeekie-kun]

Anari's mood stayed calm while walking by. It wasn't until the man's comment did her cold and sarcastic side, Ryko, resurface. This time Anari did not even bother to surpress her. In that instant her relaxed expression and calm mood switched into a more sinister and serious type. "You punk ass bitch.Who the fuck has pissed filled eyes. It sure as hell ain't me, so it must be you're retarded ass. who the fuck in their right mind would want to walk around looking like a manniquien." Anari's voice wasn't angry in any way, she rather spoke in a carefree sarcastic tone. How ever while speaking she had turned towards the man, eying him from the distance. All the while one hand would be resting on her snow white sword, while the other, hidden from view, gathered senbon within Anari's sleeves.

[Temptd_light]

"So Says the Bitch with the Piss Yellow Eyes." Shinjinko laughed manically as He continued to walk by, continuing to say. "At least a Mask covered the scars from view while a Ugly ass Face like hers Should a been sealed in an iron mask. Huh Ice tea Cup?" This was truly a hilarious day. An Ugly Little Whore with piss Yellow eyes who had bark. he could have went on to make comparisons... but then she would be more insulted. mainly cause he would have a hard time trying to figure out something he considered Equally beastly in hideous nature. But already part of his mind was wandering as he thought it over. It was an awkward part of his nature. His mind split but perfectly harmonized as he indulged in his psychopathic Point of view, while still staying partially in the real world, thinking about what was going on.

[Zeekie-kun]

"So says the bitch who hides behind a mask. And who's reason for wearing said mask are because of some imaginary scars", Ryko would say in a sarcastic mocking tone."So tell me Mister Manniquin, what caused those imaginary scars, battle? If so then one would think you would wear them proudly showing to all what you have survived." This time Ryko's voice was a bit less sarcastic and almost caring in a sort of way. But that wouldn't last, because before giving the man the time to reply she would flick her wrist in his direction, sending a few senbon flying towards him. The senbon weren't really meant for anything other than seeing if the man was capable of avoiding them. Ryko had become curious and wanted to test how far she could go with this strange man.

[Temptd_light]

Shinjinko did not need to dodge the senbon though, With the tug of his wrist his Scroll that laid upon his back, was raise and took the impact, at the edge, being like a shield from the senbon letting them drop to the ground. Her attack was useless and paltry. She had no clue to what she was dealing with and shinjinko was just given a reason to show her. An Attack upon him was merely the first phase of her death, for in the end, it only meant she was going to see the extend of what the Shinobi of the Atrum Animus line were capable of. Jumping into the air, Shinjinko spun around facing the Girl, Pulling upon the scroll more so that it came around and was in his hands. "One as young as yourself could not have seen enough moons and sunrises to know what life truly is like. But I will grant you such a gift today as for your last day you will see what it is like to truly be... A MACARONI WARRIOR!!!!"

Opening the Scroll Shinjinko Made a Hand Seal and touched the scroll bringing forth two things; His Aki Blade, and Jester. Shinjinko had been prepared and in such his puppet was fully armed, ready to skill any who dared tried to face him down. She may Not have been the intended focus area of age or Skill, but this girl now got a treat equal to that of and Kage or victim that face Shinjinko in situations he wanted. Landing on the ground, his scrolll rested Now diagonally upon his right should, going down towards his left hip. In his left hand was the Aki Blade, Still sheathed and sitting with the butt of the sheath piercing the White snow of Yuki no Kuni. But, In the small expanse between Shinjinko and the young girl Stood Jester, seemingly standing on his own, held in place by Shinjinko's right hand.

Shinjinko was not like that of other puppeteers who liked to hide their antics and themselves, playing others for fools. In time he too may develop such a style, but unlike true puppeteers, Shinjinko was a shinobi swordsman of Kumo Before. Who adopted the style and mixed it with his brute psychopathic sense. Even his puppets were of design to accentuate his style, and jester Stood there proudly with a tilted head, and his evil grin, holding the blade machete; ready to kill. "I will show you these scars.... as i tear you collorbone from your chest while stuck on the ground!"

[Zeekie-kun]

"A macorani warrior? Bleh, you're a nut job." Anari spoke while making a one handed seal, just the man had made his own, and she would whisper"Ninja art, hidden mist jutsu. Normally person would make the single one handed seal, then upon chanting the name, they would call forth mist that envelopes the surrounding area. The user is capable of controlling how thick or thin the mist is. But in Anari's case, upon making the handseal  she would manipulate the surrounding water to increase the amount of mist she would produce. By the time the man had landed, the surrounding area would be shrouded in a thick mist, anyone with normal eyes would be incapable of seeing around them. Which would be perfect for Anari due to the blizzard taking place.

[Temptd_light]

Shinjinko did not care for what this child had to say anymore. As She called out her jutsu, Shinjinko was already on the move, Flicking his hand, sending forth Jester at high Speeds at the Child. The glory of a Puppet, was that they were able to do thing Human could not necessarily do, which made them a even better assets for a Puppeteer who doesn't feel like involving himself. This was but his opening act, and one to show the game had already begun. The speed of the puppet would have easily been enough to cover the ground between it and the girl before the mist enveloped the area.

Meanwhile, Shinjinkos other hand was seemingly waving in the air as if bored, swaying with the winds and growing breeze of the incoming blizzard. But, this was not a basic motion with no use. It could have been seen as a tease, but to that of the Hyuugan eye, they would see Chakra stringing, flowing in the air, and seemingly Making a wrapping barrier around Shinjinko. Though to achieve it completely, He would need more time.

-- Thu Dec 10, 2009 8:09 pm --

(Been seven days)

It was obvious the puppets speed must have caught the girl unaware, for before her mist technique could even begin giving her the advantage in the battle, Jester had reached her, cutting all distance out of the equation. In but a small movement, the puppet swung forward and took its machete like blade and made a slash at the girls lag cutting in deep enough to wound the muscle and slow her if she was going to begin moving. This was sadly a disappointment for shinjinko, though he bore no expectations for a child, much less a girl. Instead he twisted his hand, having his puppet make way back to him after delivering the blow, so that he could prepare his own defense, and for a secondary offensive.