An Unknown Encounter [Contract Search]

[Yaku]

OOC: Using Discovery of Contract of Your Choice to find Tsukumokami.

Rumors had spread recently about some creature or being out near the valley of the end that was...well something else. A voice from no where would echo out when overlooking the water atop the statue of the Senju, whatever that was. Or when at the bottom of the waterfall. It sounded interesting, and the young lad had gotten a little..overanxious recently. Things had..gotten out of his grasp. Supposedly the voice was able to see within ones heart or future or the world? Well the point was it could give advice or foresee events to come. Perhaps, just perhaps...it could lead him to where he wanted to go. He was getting no where within the village, seemingly having shut him out. He didn't want to confront the villages seniors just yet. Unsure if he would want to hear what they would say if it was bad. What if, if...The thought hurt to even think of. What if his sister was truly dead. How would he react? It certainly wouldn't be good. But then, could he win if he did so?

It was twilight, upon making it to the shores of the lake, on the far side of where the statues were. The stars beginning to twinkle in the growing darkness. He brought with him what would be needed to camp out; food, shelter, and he had plenty of water obviously. He started his trek around the lake, looking out onto the surface of the water, watching the calmness of it. It was truly tranquil, the sounds and hum of frogs and crickets in the forest being the only sound that night. As it slowly grew darker, the lake started to appear as the sky itself. Looking up, or looking down, it could almost feel like one was floating within a darkness, traversing an area of nothingness. Up and down couldn't be distinguished. The mountain in the distance being the only point of separation, and even it began to appear as a continuation, the cragginess of it reflected in the waters surface as he grew farther from it.

It took about 3 hours to reach the finger of the statue. Upon coming close to the statues, their size was nothing short of amazing. Perhaps even dwarfing the faces of Konoha. What work went into these was nothing short of passion and a skill unequaled to any other. They took great care in the detailed work and scale of the project. It almost felt as is if he was looking upon two giants, paying each other respect. The roar of the waterfall was deafening as he scaled the wall and got atop of the first ones finger. It was of the statue with spiky hair he stood upon now. He turned to look at it's face, seeing the look upon it's face. Something about it..didn't seem...to show respect. It almost felt like he was looking at himself to a degree. He turned around to look at the other statue. Perhaps he didn't like that man all that much after all? Though he was still showing respect to his enemy. He stood their, staring at the face of the one across the way, then jumped onto the water and crossed over then up the side of it and onto it's fingers. He stared into it's eyes, trying to gleam something from how it looked, though it wasn't like the other one. Why? He walked out onto it's arm then to an open space below it's chin and set up camp.

The sound of the falling water from atop of the fingers was load, but slowly drowned out as he stared upon it's face. He looked down at his fire, the glow of it onto the face of the statue lighting it bright enough when combined with the moon. A soft breeze brushed his hair back and the coldness of it was comforting. He picked a great night to come.He looked out onto the lake, the view was spectacular.

 

[Seijin]

Having come to spend time in reflection, Umashi wasn't exactly expecting company. It was only recently that he'd returned from the void realm and getting acclimated back to his true reality was a bit daunting even for him. Finding Kishin here, on this soon to be entered night was a bit unnerving but Umashi was willing to announce himself least he startle the boy and a battle ensue. Wearing a looser fitting medical robe of sorts, Umashi spoke up as he approached from the shadows. "I never took you for one who enjoyed star gazing." Smirking, he approached from the arm of the statue. While he'd passed these statues far too many times in his life, it wasn't until coming back from his journey that he really was able to see them in the light that they deserved. Here a battle was fought between two men that went on to help shape the country and especially Konoha as a village. With a new outlook on being the Hokage, Umashi's respect for them had swelled as he came to reflect on what they had done and how he could also leave a lasting impact. Out here in the Valley of the End, it truly was a place where a man could be one with nature and think about things.

Despite wanting to spend time with Yomi, Umashi had carved out a few days of reflective time so that he could truly come to know all that he was now responsible for and truly capable of. Somehow she'd allowed him to leave on yet another journey and for that he was truly grateful. Always one to appreciate falling water, listening to the falls was as good a peaceful mood setter as anything but Umashi was probably not going to be able to spend as much time reflecting as he wanted now that Kishin had approached. Reaching into his pocket, Umashi pulled out a scalpel as he began to play with it between his fingers and looked out towards the growing night. "We'll probably need to set up some protective measures soon enough. I hear that treasure hunters looking for old and legendary weapons from the past come here at night and can get a little testy. I don't know about you but I'm not in the mood to be beating up a bunch of goons tonight and I'd rather like to avoid a conflict." Despite his warning, in some ways Umashi was also a treasure seeker at the moment although the treasure that he sought was something, a tool that would enable him to continue on his path towards a brighter Konoha.

 

[Uchiha Takeshi]

At night was the only time these two could come out, they had been warned what playing with silly toys or relics that had been discharged could lead to, but they had so much fun. During the night they would sneak out and possess something that they found, regardless of what it may be they would spend the night in that object and of course in return the object would be used once more. Instead of being discarded as a piece of trash that humans decided that they didn’t want any more. It was clear that even in this setting they still had to be careful as night time held for a lot of trouble.

Today they had managed to hit the jack pot, it seemed that they would be taking the form of expensive house hold objects, though they were small it mattered not to them in that moment. They were shiny and still working such a waste in the two brother’s eyes as they looked at each other in that split second. In what would have been less than a heartbeat they took control off the objects at first the movements were slow and cumbersome as they had to get a grip of the new forms that they had acquired, but alas this was always the case when it came to other peoples discarded waste.

“Looks like we hit the jackpot this time, I have to admit the gleam on this candle is amazing, hey Torikkusutā I mean look at you as well brother”

“This glass is clean, and I am still ticking away, we managed to strike out lucky this time. I cannot believe it if I am honest, humans discard things so quick and without care. Jōkā”

It seemed that the brothers cared little about noise though they couldn’t see far in the situation they were in, they were at the bottom of a great waterfall where the statutes stood sentinel completely oblivious that people were above them at that moment in time, till the noise of speech echoed down from the statue. In that split second, they had to decide what to do and it wasn’t long before they were on the move, though the clocks bells bounced together causing a ring to cascade threw the air as they sprinted into some bushes trying to keep themselves hidden and out of sight. There was a panicked expression on the brothers faces as they made there was further away from the water.

“Did you hear that?”

“Yeah it sounded like the discarders were out, maybe we should go back in a bit see if they threw anything else?”

“I don’t know about you but that was to close, I think we are ok with leaving it for tonight, we hit the jack pot”

The voices were nothing more than whispers from the bush but the objects that moved stood still for a second, deciding to be instead just normal. Though the gold candle shone as moonlight projected off it, it was clear that they were in a frozen state, looking as plain as day as they didn’t move. Sentinels like the statues as they tried to keep themselves on the downlow, the reflection of the gold surface of the candle shone out in the light.

 

[Yaku]

A voice broke his concentration on the moment, his vision quickly turning to the sound. "Who the,", he started to loose his footing and slipped from the wet index finger. It was in slow motion, his legs got out from under him and he wildly shifted his weight, letting his chest thumped against the fingers. "Ohh, that freakin sucked.." He looked up at the voice and saw a slightly familiar face, though wasn't sure from where. He started to push himself up back onto his feet, "How could one not. Damn that hurt.", he spoke the last part under breath but plenty loud enough. Once he got to his feet he walked out onto the wrists and inspected the newcomer closer. "Didn't really expect anyone else to show up." He got closer to the man, "Ya, er um, Kishin." Oops, almost fouled that one up. He noticed the headband immediately. "Have...have we met?" The face, it was so familiar...and he show such familiarity to himself? If only he knew this was the husband to the woman he was, for all intensive purposes, stalking.

Something glistened below and caught his eye. He looked over and saw something dancing below. Then the man pulled something out of his pocket, and Kishin tensed, looking towards him. It was certainly an odd weapon..was that a scalpel? It was a knife none the less, but one so small..he would have to be extremely skilled to take him on with that so far away. The boy breathed in deeply then out, and looked back over, seeing the object below moving around more so now. He must have been a doctor, and was trying to act all cool and suave, flipping that blade. Or he was nervous perhaps. It wasn't everyday you ran into a small kid in the middle of nowhere.

He spoke about bandits, or rather treasure hunters were common in this area. He referenced it as bandits. For obvious reasons thus being, "Well, it is ones duty to protect the relics and lost...um..STUFF? Of the old days isn't it? I promise to keep you safe from the things that go bump in the night medi'in. I promise to be one of the good guys in this scenerio. Oh, and speaking of.." He watched as the lighted thing ran off to the forest side of where it was, and even heard something..ringing? "Though, wouldn't it be just so much fun stopping a few bandits, saving some priceless artifact long lost? Ha ha ha ah. Tell you what, I dice, you heal, and it will all be for the better. Join me won't you?" And again he slipped off the fingers, though didn't try to contort his way to safety, and instead went into a swan dive. The water passed by slowly, his hands out in front. He kind of wished he had done a flip or two, to try and impress the man above, but didn't provide the initial momentum to do so. He watched as the water from the falls sprayed onto him, moistening his skin. It felt like a minuet had passed, yet he was still falling. He looked down at the water again, unsure where he was in space and time. With a crash, he broke the water's surface.

The water was cold, and soon after warmth surrounded him. It was plenty to wake him back to full throttle. He must have gotten pretty close to the bottom with that jump, it was pitch black. He let him self float first for a moment to know which way was up, then swam back to the surface. As he broke the surface, he looked around, the waters loud enough to be deafening. He swam to the edge and walked out of the water and towards the, glistening metal ahead. "Whoo, that was cold and fun. Huh, now. Come on out! Please....I know you are there!" He spoke with some force in his voice, though not threatening, just loudly because of the falls and his temporary deafness. He looked around then continued walking towards where he saw the glistening, stopping 15 feet away from it. "Take your time, no rush." He said the words gently, just over the sound of the falls. A pleasantness could be heard in his voice He kind of begged in his mind for what it was to stay within. If it had, he would activate his Byakugan and threaten that if he had to enter the shadows, they best be ready for...um, what would be a good thing to say here. "Mmmhmm.."

 

[Seijin]

Shaking his head, Umashi guessed that having the knowledge of more than most of the people in Konoha was a creepy side to being Hokage. Too many shinobi missions approved and too many nights with nothing but profiles to go through. "Nope, can't say that we have met formally but either way, the names Umashi." Smiling and nodding his head, he waved without approaching too much closer. Indeed, one couldn't help but to appreciate the stars but sadly it was all too common in the bright cities to ignore the wonders of nature. Taking in the moment to breath in the falls once more, he was about to say something further but both he and the boy both seemed to hear the same something that wasn't nature in the distance. Recognizing that this might be an imminent attack, where Umashi wanted to do more inspecting from a distance, the boy instead opted to leap right into action. Surprised, Umashi froze for a moment at the audacity of the child to do such and thing and then he shook his head before giving pursuit as well. Running into action, Umashi leaped off the statue that they were on as he took a more careful route and ricocheted from rock to rock down the falls. Getting unnecessarily wet wasn't in his plans for the evening but he was willing to give chase where chase was due.

With Kinshin acting, in his mind, reckless, Umashi figured that watching over the boy would both help him to in some part clear his mind of the concerns that he had before and also keep the boy safe. The treasure hunters that often came through this area were relatively harmless all things considered but getting in over their heads would probably cause far more trouble than the situation was worth. All they needed to do was mind their own business and everything would be ok. Or so Umashi hoped. Running after the kid, Umashi cursed under his breath about the sort of time away that he'd told himself that he'd be enjoying versus the night that he was currently having. Following after the boy, Umashi did his best to keep his medical whites, white. Trying to clean mud out of them would be a choir if this was all because some dumb treasure hunter didn't know how to stay hidden while doing his dastardly deeds. About to speak to the boy concerning what they were doing and how it totally wasn't going to work in their best interest, Umashi thought better of it and instead did his most to watch out for the kids best interest. Reading his scalpel, Umashi held it in a readying way, prepared for the worst although hoping for the best.

 

[Uchiha Takeshi]

It seemed to the two spirits that they may have been discovered though they were not entirely sure, it could have been luck or maybe they were not looking for anything specific. It seemed that on the clock time went slower than ever as each second ticked by in the night sky. Both refusing to move trying not to get caught our or discovered. As they looked at each other for a few seconds pondering on their next move it became clear that neither of them wanted to do anything that could set alarm bells off. Better to play the ghost than just make a run for it in these situations and the objects that they were in gave them that exact ability.

It seemed that one of them glanced to the other quickly, the candle allowing one of its arms to come up to its lips signalling for silence in that second. Though they needed to make sure that they edged away from the scene quietly. It was a weird site to anyone that would have been there. The candle jumping away from the voices, while the clock did some sort of weird waddle, it was safe to say that this was not what would have been expected of anyone walking by. It would have caught the eye of people and probably even earned a double take in this situation.

As they made their way into a small clearing the worst possible thing happened, the clock bell rang that was right it was early in the morning and the chiming started off the clock. Both froze in their place not wanting to even look around. Not wanting to risk a glance or even show any sign of life. The only thing that happened was the candle swung its arm out and clattered the clock in the face sending it down onto the ground in a grunt of pain as it begun to alarm once more. It seemed that in all the excitement of getting away it had forgotten to stop the face hitting the hour.

“You fool I told you to make sure you didn’t ring…”

“I’m sorry brother, it just happened, I guess the excitement got the better of me. I do apologize”

“You better hope that they didn’t hear us, now stop that thing going and make it snappy it’s not good to have your noise going everywhere”

“Your right, sorry let me get that sorted”

“Be quick and shut up, don’t move or do anything let’s hope they didn’t spot us”

Instantly the clock allowed his handle to come out as his hand as he moved the face of the clock past the hour out of synch with the time of the word. The bell stopped and he went to being motionless on his back as he let his face disappeared. The candle stick did the same form glancing down at his brother he now went to the original pose that was set out by the creator of this item to silence they waited patiently hoping that the people that spoke did not see them.

[Umashi has seen the Candle Stick]
[Yaku has seen the clock]

 

[Yaku]

Kishin stood their for a moment, and no movement was to be had. He decided to just go for it. "Fine then, here I come..." And off he went into the forest.

It was an easy subject to find, the sound of the bell giving it away yet again. He walked into the grass and looked at the clock sitting upright on the ground. Again whispers, and again, no one. This was weird, but he didn't fell any danger. He bent over and picked it up, holding it to his ear and listening closely. He barely heard it but a ticking sound was coming from it. "Huh..it is still running." He walked out of the forest and looked around, trying to figure out where it might have come from. "If it sat out in the open this entire time, it is amazing it still runs, and in such great condition. " He held the clock upside down, to see if any water would run out of it. "Amazing condition rather. Wouldn't think it would run if it was outside the entire time? I think it is a grandson clock."

Crickets chirped after he said the words, and looked towards the fellow that had joined him. "You know, grandfather clock..grand..it's smaller? No..Hmm. I thought it was damn funny.", then looking at the clock.

 

[Seijin]

Umashi was dead set on following Kishin through the forest for protection. So much so that he was grumbling mentally all the while. It was a shame really, kids these days just didn't have any respect for their elders. Sighing to himself as he truged along, he caught the faint glint of something out of the corner of his eye and he stopped just long enough to lose track of Kishin. Taking a step back, he tried to find just what that something was, with his eyes but was unable to catch it once more. Turning his head to look and see how far Kishin had gotten, he was dismayed to find that there were no tracks indicating to where the boy had gone. Shaking his head, he went back to looking for that something. Though he was no treasure hunter himself, his days as a pirate had taught him the value of a good find. Moving through the forest, Umashi was just about to give up on his side quest when he saw a peculiar sight. A candle stood upright on the forest floor, seemingly as if someone had placed it there on purpose. So caught up in vacation mode was Umashi that he threw caution to the wind and walked over to pick it up.

OOC: Attempting to pick the Candle Stick Holder @_@

 

[Uchiha Takeshi]

It seemed that they had been discovered, when they thought they had managed to get away with their plan it seemed that the alarm clock had finally got them into a situation that there was no getting out of, no escaping and in this currently no way out of it. The candle stick and clock where lifeless it seemed that they did not to be found, as they watched the shadows of figures being cast over them it was clear that they had managed to get themselves into one of those sticky situations that they always managed to find themselves in.

They needed to decide what they needed to do, it was right now that choice that people always found themselves involved in. Between the right and wrong one option would be the best one and the other one would leave them in a situation that would cause problems. But the big question of both of their mind was how to react, as the clock was picked up it remained lifeless, though the annoyance on the candle stick at the human touching them was something that he couldn’t tolerate. As he felt his blood boiling up as he watched someone he cared about be spoken about like he was nothing, something that had been discarded away.

The candle stick was shaking slightly as it was picked up, was it threw worry no that didn’t matter what effected it more was the fact that they were being treated in this manner, it seemed that the pure sight of once more being handled in such away offended him to the very core and that was the fact of the matter straight off the bat. Pondering on what to do it was clear that they had to do something they were not used to, that much was clear, and it seemed that they had to let the vail of secrecy slip in a few seconds.

Unhand me you fiend, I demand you put me down now!”

It was the candle that spoke first, it almost shouted as it came back to life, its body twisting as the metal once more came to life, he allowed the candle arm to come out and slap it across the face of Umashi, it was a hard hit a good hit in that sense it was fuelled by the anger of being handled in the way it currently was.

“Defence activated I got your back!”

The clock instantly came to life as well, alarming to an almost ear painful level as it buzzed away in the hand of the person that had picked it up. It was clear that they had a lot of work to get out of this situation, but the buzzing would annoy the person holding him as he tried to get free, the face of the clock moving back to its normal eyes. It seemed that they had dropped their disguise in that split second. Though their was nothing like an explosive situation to liven up the day.

 

[Seijin]

Umashi more so threw the candle down on the ground than dropped it after it slapped him. "What in the world!" Hearing the alarm of a clock as well, Umashi wondered if Kishin was closer than he figured he was. Instinctively looking for a weapon, Umashi instead came up with a simple wooden stick and aimed it at the candlestick holder as if it were a sword. "Who, what . . . what are you?" Seeing the movements of the candlestick holder as a little too natural to be the work of a puppeteer, Umashi spoke to it like he would have any other being, but now on guard, Umashi looked around for the tell tale signs of puppet strings. Was he going to be ambushed, if so then they were in for a rude awakening. Umashi wasn't a slouch and if he had too, he'd turn the entire forest into a weapon. Wondering where the sound of the clock was coming from, Umashi began to calculate just what sort of things he'd have to do in order it out of the situation alive. If the treasure hunters were really gung ho about taking down the Nidaime Hokage then Umashi was going to make this a treasure hunt to remember. Focusing back on the candlestick, Umashi marveled at how its movements seemed so natural, so real, almost as if the thing was a living artifact, only the idea of it all was exceptionally silly. Candlestick holders simply didn't talk.

OOC: Figured I'd get a post in while I could. Sorry to break order. Also, I think that Kishin and I kinda separated ourselves . . .

Actions:
1) Threw/Dropped the candlestick holder on the ground.
2) Equipped myself with a stick.

 

[Yaku]

He looked around for the fellow that was behind him before..but vanished? Hmm, oh well? He laughed not that startled by such. IT was dark. Perhaps Umashi..wait..that name. It perplexed him for a moment. Why was it so familiar? Meh, it didn't matter much. Find the bad guy, make him pay, get the treasure....for himself! That was the plan!

It was funny looking, and in quite a good condition having been left here. He looked around again with his byakugan, and wasn't able to find the location of where the voices came from before, but he assumed this was the thing he saw glistening. He tilted it over to see if water would fall out and was surprised nothing came about. To be so close to the water, and in such great condition, this couldn't have been one of the treasures Umashi spoke about? I mean, it looked..well not ordinary. But definitely not extraordinary.

He cracked a joke about comparing it to a grandfather clock, it being a grandson clock, and got not even a chuckle, still thinking Umashi was near. He looked at the clock, and said he thought it would have garnered a response. It was just then that a voice rang out and Kishin looked to where it came from It wasn't Umashi's voice? It must have been the perp. The bandit was near. As he opened his mouth, words stopped coming out. Instead, yet another voice called out. He looked into his hands. The sound was getting annoying so he placed his hands all over the clock, trying to drown out the sound. It's face, the back, the feet, the bottom. He would find where the noise was coming from and try to stop it. He didn't want to get discovered by whom the voices belonged, and this thing wasn't making that easy.

As quickly as he moved, the clock acted against him somehow, and he fumbled it a few times, catching it then fumbling again. "Hey..why..stop, damnit. Shhhh. Where is that..sound? Not here? Why won't it sto. Come..on, jeez. Piece of...grr." He gripped on tighter, and it still fought him, that was when he realized it. IT was moving!! And IT had chakra! The clock? It had a chakra source? Well...it looked like chakra, but it was weird? He tried to clench onto it's arm, and then set it down lightly. It seemed to be on a mission. Perhaps it was some jutsu used by the bandit so his treasure would come back to him? It would be best to have his hands empty in case he came to attack as well. But he would follow the clock if it ran, and also prepare for the unexpected from the scenery too.

 

[Uchiha Takeshi]

The candle stick was instantly the first to respond as it seemed that Umashi would be taking an instance drop stance against the object that decided to shout at him in that split second. Though it recovered as it bounced across the floor as a few swear words escaped its lips as it rolled to a stop before instantly standing itself up. Two eyes blinked towards Umashi watching him with an amused look on its face in that split second, though it was clear that it was not impressed with how the situation had been handled it was still going to make sure that the man in front of him realised this.

“Who am I would be more appropriate, my name is Joka I am something you wouldn’t understand and still do not by your reaction. Though it we must play this game then so be it. I do not appreciate the way you handled me, like a great oaf there was no politeness in it how would you like it if someone just threw you on the floor”

It seemed that the candle was not taking a good stance on the situation that was happening, and it was about to get headed, the flames on the candle ignited in that split second turning into a blue colour and casting its blue light outwards. What happened next would be considered strange by any stands as a black bolt of fire shot onto the stick that he had picked up to defend himself. If it could be called that in that split second, the stick began to catch alight as the flames work their ways up the stick towards the holder’s hand it seemed that it would be down to him what he wanted to do from here if he would drop it or allow himself to get burned.

On the other side the clock seemed to appreciate being put down in a fashion that allowed itself to stand straight, its little handles brushed down the cloak as dust came up from what it had acquired once more as it glanced around trying to make sense of the situation it was clear that it didn’t appreciate being handled but at least it got put down. That much seemed to show a slight resemblance to it being able to have a conversation with the person that had done so as it turned its attentions towards how it was speaking about.

“Thank you for that, I apologize about the alarm, my name is Torikkusutā I am the talking clock to so to speak at least I have the pleasure of having a civilized conversation. May I ask who I am speaking to though so that I can address you by name or would you prefer for me to just call you human, as that had happened before”

It seemed that this clock was more willing to talk things out than get straight to the deep end, its arm turning the hands on the clock to stop the alarm that was sounding leaving these two in silence as it waited for a reply.

 

[Seijin]

Throwing the stick down in front of him, Umashi began to attempt to stomp out the flames in order to cut down on the chance of causing a forest fire. While Umashi wasn't the most prepared for a talking flame shooting candlestick holder, he wasn't dumb enough to purposefully cause a forest fire either. That just wasn't the type of person that he perpetuated himself to be. Trying to get a hold of the situation, Umashi would speak to the candlestick in a manner befitting old friends versus two people meeting for the first time. "Look, I get your point. I'm sorry for throwing you down. I've seen talking animals, talking rocks and even talking trees . . . but never a talking candlestick holder." Wondering if he could try his hand at getting more information after screwing up a first impression. Umashi would seek to reintroduce himself. "So . . . the name's Umashi . . . to what do I owe the pleasure on this evening, Mr. Joka?" It was completely knee jerky but Umashi didn't have many cards to play in the moment so he played the hand that he was dealt.

 

[Yaku]

...It was rational? Or as rational as...right.."Um, my name? It's a Yaku..um Kishin, Torikkusutā?" This was a first, that was for certain. Something must be up, though what? "How...how is this happening. Is someone controlling you? It..does..Do...can other clocks normally talk? Do they all have names too?" He said it without expecting a real answer. He actually wasn't entirely sure if he really did want a real answer. If clocks were able to see and talk..'Shit that wouldn't be good. Some of the things they would say about me.' If it was controlled by another, he wouldn't get a truthful answer anyways. That is how he would have to attack the situation.

"You aren't alone are you? I saw something shiny before at the top of the waterfall. And you aren't that shiny. Well, except your face. But I saw something else. Do you have a friend...er..um is their another clock out here?" It sounded more plausible for a clock's friend to be another clock. Though, what if it was something else? "Or is your friend a chair? No, wait that isn't shiny. Um..how about? A mirror? Is your friend a mirror?" He half said it bewildered and the other half jokingly. Something was certainly out in this forest, he could hear whispers on the wind. He would wait for a response then suggest, "Maybe we should go find your, um friend?" It would be best to find the one perpetrating this fantasy. I...well it wasn't a crime to joke around. And maybe these things belonged to him? How would he deal with the person if he found him? Unless he was dangerous, perhaps just have a laugh back at camp.

 

[Uchiha Takeshi]

The candle stick was still poised ready for the fight if it came down to that, survival in this place had been down to years of fighting. Keeping each other safe and looking out for each other, ever since their home was ruined and they had to survive from place to place. They had no hope and no dreams, crushed and taken away the candle was living on instincts. Unshakable in the resolve it had and determination that burned in its eyes it cautiously listened to the words of Umashi as he seemed to try and make small talk or even talk to him like he was a friend, but his trust in anything had been crushed recently and everything he knew was now down to question. Years of solitude with his brother had made him this way and it wouldn’t drop suddenly even with the words that were spoken.

“It wouldn’t be the first time that someone has discarded everything like trash, your kind only care about their selves. What we look like shouldn’t matter there is a soul here and it seems that humanity quickly forgets about that for its own greed. You owe this pleasure to nothing bar homeless brothers trying to find a place to call home again, a long time ago that wasn’t the case but then your kind ruined it all for us”

His voice was filled with the fire of anger and resentment as he recounted the night that everything changed for them, how his father had died and how the tortured screams of his own kind had wracked him into the form of the candle that was now standing in front of Umashi and speaking. It was clear that the scar that this incident had caused would always be etched onto the mind of Joka.

The candle was still trying to make sense of the person that stood in front of him this Yaku seemed to be completely confused by the situation that was transpiring but that was to be expected of it all. For anyone that was not used to the two of them they came across as something completely different of course. It looked at the leaf member for a few minutes before deciding to speak for itself to get a grip on the situation, though the clock instantly was wondering where his brother was and how the quickest way to find him would be.

“I won’t pretend to understand your human joking and the nature of the conversations that you have but I do know my brother is somewhere out here and probably already finding himself in a situation that would end badly. I think we should go look for him, and the other one of you that was around earlier. I believe that both of them will be found, he is a candle stick I won’t explain the story fully but if you help me find the two of them it would be greatly appreciated Yaku, now shall we go?”

It seemed that the clock had already made its mind up as it looked around and headed in the direction that both had been in earlier. Though they had got separated during this journey there was still a high chance that they would be at the same location. It was now just a matter of time before the two of them would be re united together and that was something the clock wanted, they had not been away from each other in a long time and he felt this gut feeling of loneliness that was already starting to creep inside of him.

 

[Seijin]

Holding his hands up, Umashi started to take a step back just in case the candle started shooting flames but then stopped. Listening to the candle, Umashi could definitely appreciate the loss of ones home and the feeling of not trusting strangers. In some ways he couldn't really blame Joka for wanting to blame humans for the things that had befallen him but he definitely was going to set the record straight. "I hear you and I'm terribly sorry that that happened to you. I actually grew up under a similar situation. Let me tell you, I'm not your enemy."

Putting a hand to cover his heart, Umashi's face softened as he smiled. "I apologize if my words and actions earlier offended you, but please don't take that to mean that I'm some kind of evil monster. I'm actually a man trying to protect his family and his friends and like you, I'd do whatever I could to keep them from harm." Pleading the case further, Umashi went against his better judgement and took a step forward. "Just because you're homeless now, doesn't mean that you have to remain homeless. How about I make it up to you and help you to find a new home, eh?" Going out on a limb, Umashi did his best to try and make amends with the candlestick holder but even he wasn't sure just what could be done to give Joka a home. It was just a simple fact that most people wouldn't view him as anything other than just what he was, a candlestick holder.

 

[Yaku]

As the creature waddled off, he looked over to it and spoke softly, "I..wasn't joking? Guess..maybe he is racist of mirrors?", and he followed after him.

Each step he took, the clocked had to waddle off 6 steps of his own. He wouldn't even have to try to walk that fast to keep up. A few seconds passed and it was kind becoming a little boring. "So..um, a candlestick huh. Were...were you guys born that way? I mean. Conscious? Er um, able to talk? I don't know of many talking decorations. Or..is that how? You guys aren't like..those cartoons you know. Actually, I guess you wouldn't know. Um, lets see. You aren't like..taken from your homes and sold as decorations against your will are you? I mean, I have never seen anyone make a clock before? And they do have cartoons based on talking...stuff. Maybe those are based on truth?"

The clock man was starting to make a little ground, and to catch up, he took a fairly wide step and...back to caught up. He still couldn't believe that the world was made up of talking decorations. No way that could be. He would have heard of it. Or something? It wasn't like couches could talk right? Or windowsills, or things like that. Oh that would have been a frightening playhouse. For some reason he just pictured a man in a grey suit with a red bow-tie, playing with a house full of talking ..talking things. "Are..are adults keeping this stuff a secret?" He spoke to himself, but it might have been audible enough for the clock to hear. He didn't care, this whole situation seemed quite unnatural.

That being said, he did have to ask the next question. "So...you refer to your brother as he.. Are...are you a male? Are..are their females? Do...do you..you know." He held his hands up and made a gesture. Repeating it a few times. It seemed like a necessary question to ask. "Do ya'll have little babies and stuff? Like do you have any baby watches running around?" He said it seriously, truely he had. No lisp or pause given. Though at the end he couldn't help but smile slightly after he said it all. He really was half joking, given what the clocks name meant, the other half afraid he would get a response of a yes.

 

[Uchiha Takeshi]

The candle stick seemed to be more intrigued by the situation that was going on with the two of them would remain tense, trust was the first thing to be earned here and it seemed that they had started this on the wrong foot. It was clear that some people would always start life on that wrong foot. The candle stick paused and allow its arms to come down to the site of its body at that split second. It was clear that it was considering the words that Umashi spoke the question was could the human be trusted, or would he just tread him like a junk yard item to discard.

“Say I do even consider what you are saying for a few seconds, how do I know that it is the truth and that it does benefit both me and my brother? We had a home, then we were kicked out. It seemed that we were invaded by one of our arch nemesis the simple yet deadly Squirrel family, they took our home and our property and me and my brother found ourselves out in the open with no-where to go. If you want to prove our trust maybe you could help us reclaim our home?”

The candle stick would wait a few minutes allowing his words to go to Umashi, waiting to see how he would react with the offer to help them release their home from the aggressive take over from the squirrels that had stolen their home in the first place.

The clock continued its waddling towards the last known location of its brother as the two of them continued to talk it seemed that Yaku had a lot of questions for him though he wondered how many of them he should answer as he continued to walk threw the forest and the think ground before speaking.

“Well honestly that a bit more complicated, let’s just say that this body is not how I was born, its just something that I found discarded by you humans once more. We use it when we want to interact with his world, which lately has been becoming less and less considering the state of it each time we arrive. We can take shape in any form of object that we wish, if I wanted I could have been a bike, a sword anything that doesn’t speak I can take the shape of really. That’s the best way to sum it up, and to say that we are born we have females yes and not little babies running around for a fact I am about three hundred years old if you must know. Look do you know him?”

It seemed that the clock had stopped its conversation at that moment in time, pointing one of its arms towards Umashi who stood there apparently bumbling by himself to something, the clock frowned slightly as he heard the sound of his brother though he was unable to see over the Bush at that specific moment in time.

 

[Seijin]

Putting a hand to his chin, Umashi thought for a moment about what the object was proposing. Kicking the Squirrels out? The idea of it all seemed very preposterous and on the flip side, just kicking out a family of squirrels out didn't seem like the right answer either. Needing more information but still wanting to help, Umashi initially agreed, even though his agreeing had terms. "Ok, I'll help out with the squirrel problem but I'd definitely like to come to some sort of agreement before we go into eradication mode . . . if that makes sense. In any event, where are they, I haven't exactly seen a squirrel at all while I've been here." Looking around, Umashi scratched at his temple as he did his hardest to even hear a squirrel. Instead, what he found himself to be hearing were the sounds of someone or something trudging through the forest towards them. Was it a squirrel? Instinctively, Umashi looked around for another stick with which to defend himself but found nothing and instead held a protective hand between Joka and whatever was coming through the brush.

 

[Yaku]

"300 hundred..huh what?" Kishin looked ahead. With his glowing right eye, ahead he could see what the little clock spoke about. "Well..wouldn't say I know him, but we have met." Kishin scratched his head, once again trying to remember where he had heard the guys name from. "Uma, um..Umamashi? Eh something like that. I think he..well, he is from the large city nearby. He might be with your brother...if he had any salt as a tracker.." The last few words spoken under breath.

The young man followed behind the clock as he trudged with his little stumped feet through the forest towards Umashi. He wished to still speak to the little clock. Wanting to ask it more stupid questions with his slight of presumptuously speculative commentary. The story truly was grand. A creature, ageless for all that mattered. Taking on the fallacy that was of a tiny stubble little clock, to travel the...world he supposed? It didn't make any sense at all. He could have been anything. Though the items he mentioned, each having their own problems of movement. 'Personally..I would have gone with..A tree maybe? No, still a problem with movement was to be had. Though, he was able to create and manipulate the outcrops that were his arms freely? Maybe some free movement is to be had? He could have taken on a form of a...' A shiver ran down his spine that moment. His imagination jumping to a horror story immediately upon the thought, 'No story ends well involving a child's toy moving freely.. Perhaps his form is best after all.'

'Then again..'Kishin placed the Ram seal up and focused his chakra. 'Could be a genjutsu?'