Yoruko was feeling a twitch in his hand, one that he had not felt in some time. He couldn't remember the last time he had been on a good B-Rank mission, with combat and the sound of blood being released from human flesh. The bestial sounds of combat and the endearing copper scent which came along with it was something that always attracted Yoruko to battle. The redhead had a fondness for the crimson liquid despite his usual cold disposition. He never seemed to display this side of himself outside of being in the company of one Kiriyama, Sadako. Yoruko felt as though his skills were getting somewhat rusty despite his parents' constant insistence in training him within Tsukuyomi. He hated fighting in that realm, where they always held an advantage. At some points of time it seemed he could reflect it back onto them but this was not necessarily always the case. Though most the time he managed to tip the scales in his favor he always seemed to be unable to truly defeat his parents in any form of combat. It was rather discouraging. However, he was not wandering around the town for no reason. He had a knack for bumping into trouble when he wandered Iwa, but it seemed today was his lucky day in the worst of ways. With no one to vent his urge to fight he was forced to look for alternative means. One such means was presented to him in the sign of a signal flare which alerted him to the need of assistance at the gates. He assumed it was one of the gatekeepers that had summoned the help, as the trouble would probably never summon a signal flare and use it to call for help while attempting to enter or leave the village. What manner of foolishness that would be.
Yoruko glanced over to it, red locks of hair covering his face as an overeager grin crossed his facial features. Twisting around, he would charge in the direction of the gates, wishing to partake in the battle if that was what was occurring.
[Entering Battle due to Signal Flare Waiting 3 rounds]
Yoruko glanced over to it, red locks of hair covering his face as an overeager grin crossed his facial features. Twisting around, he would charge in the direction of the gates, wishing to partake in the battle if that was what was occurring.
[Entering Battle due to Signal Flare Waiting 3 rounds]
Direct) "If ya don't feel right 'bout this when ya wake, just find me. It won't be hard. Til then, show respect to da Black Dragons."
Sakamoto Shida
