"Life can be sometimes ridiculous . . ."
It had been a while since Umashi had been in this position, waltzing up to a foreign gate with relatively foreign papers asking for a far from normal request. Kin at his side, the ever odd contract was once again in a form that looked to mirror Umashi save for his golden garb and equally colored eyes. Umashi found him gaudy, but if he wasn't already used to that, there was the newest edition of Gin, who was like Kin, only silver colored. Looking like a shadow clone jutsu gone wrong, Umashi continued to approach the new Kumogakure gates with eyes open to any possible attempts at his life. In such a vulnerable position as he was, one wrong step and he;'d bleed out in the snow with nobody to help him.
Announcing himself because he was aware that he was always being watched, Umashi raised his hands in a universal symbol of non violence. Of course he was a ninja and he could have just as easily shot lasers from his eyes but he wasn't trying to overly fret over the details of the optics. When he was pretty sure that he was close enough to the gates, he simply stood around and waited for somebody or something to greet him. There wasn't much a rush, he'd retired from one gig just a bit past the middle portion of his life. Any crisis that he'd face after then would probably never attain to that level and that was a comfort to him unto itself. Dressed in a warm cloak, he fathomed that he could give things a few good minutes before he worried overly much.
OOC: Umashi is walking up with his contract creatures, twin Tsukumogami that look nigh exactly like him save for their name appropriate color scheme of Gold for Kin and Silver for Gin.
Message OOC Notes:
Part 1:New Slaves
Part 2: World of 40K Warhammer Ships . . . [Message for Takeshi] aka "808s and Heartbreak"
It had been a while since Umashi had been in this position, waltzing up to a foreign gate with relatively foreign papers asking for a far from normal request. Kin at his side, the ever odd contract was once again in a form that looked to mirror Umashi save for his golden garb and equally colored eyes. Umashi found him gaudy, but if he wasn't already used to that, there was the newest edition of Gin, who was like Kin, only silver colored. Looking like a shadow clone jutsu gone wrong, Umashi continued to approach the new Kumogakure gates with eyes open to any possible attempts at his life. In such a vulnerable position as he was, one wrong step and he;'d bleed out in the snow with nobody to help him.
Announcing himself because he was aware that he was always being watched, Umashi raised his hands in a universal symbol of non violence. Of course he was a ninja and he could have just as easily shot lasers from his eyes but he wasn't trying to overly fret over the details of the optics. When he was pretty sure that he was close enough to the gates, he simply stood around and waited for somebody or something to greet him. There wasn't much a rush, he'd retired from one gig just a bit past the middle portion of his life. Any crisis that he'd face after then would probably never attain to that level and that was a comfort to him unto itself. Dressed in a warm cloak, he fathomed that he could give things a few good minutes before he worried overly much.
OOC: Umashi is walking up with his contract creatures, twin Tsukumogami that look nigh exactly like him save for their name appropriate color scheme of Gold for Kin and Silver for Gin.
Message OOC Notes:
Part 1:New Slaves
Part 2: World of 40K Warhammer Ships . . . [Message for Takeshi] aka "808s and Heartbreak"