Akkuma wore a clean black business suit with matching black dress shoes, which were pristinely polished the anbu in training was here on business today. He'd followed the signs to Kushins office and knocked on the door after five minutes of knocking, even at one point digressing into a rhythm subconsciously familiar to the youth. Once he had decided that he had knocked long enough and loud enough that even the most patient man would have opened the door to tell him to get lost. However when no such thing happened he decided the Medical Sennin must be busy so he'd simply wait, but not out here he didn't like the bleach smell that filled his nostrils it uncomforted him for some reason. So deciding instead to wait for the Sennin in his own office, opening the door and walking in closing it behind him. Briefly looking at the room he came to multiple conclusions one someone or many people had spilt a lot of blood in here. The pungent stagnant smell of the old blood that stained the floor was much better than that of the bleach smell outside. Looking at the chairs in the room he decided that the Sennins chair would be slightly more comfortable than the other chairs.
The Jinkotsu crimson eyes scanned the room before summoning a bottle of sake, uncorking it and taking a generous swig. Before the seventeen year old realized he had gone through three bottles of sake during his wait from sheer lack of entertainment. Really for the staff to not have seen me and done something about it is ridiculous, but for not a single person to come to the office. 'Maybe he is busy...I wonder if I have the time to nap?' he thought to himself. Akkuma managed to last what he guessed was another few days worth of boredom, but was realistically more the equivalent of an hour. During that time he had consumed another two bottles of sake and become quite agitated when the door opened a joyous drunken look appeared on Akkumas face. However this was quickly replaced by a look of rage as a Mednin waltzed in without even knocking, really even he'd had the courtesy to knock.
The sound of a sake jug breaking against a wooden door echoed around the office as the mednin stood there as still as a statue Akkumas eyes ablaze with the sharingan. "Get out how dare you enter your superiors office without knocking.." he roared the mednin backed out right away, the uchiha could see his chakra fading in the distance. With a few quick handseals the empty sake bottles and brokens shards of sake jug dissolved, by the end of the jutsu not even a skin particle of Akkuma's remained present in the room. 'That's better now if that Mednin knows anything Kushin should be here in no time after all wouldn't he contact the Sennin saying there's a drunk sake jug wielding sharingan wielder? At least that's what I'd do...then again.' no sooner had he realized what he would really do it seemed the mednin had the same idea. Instead of the chakra signature of Isaki Kushin there was the same mednin accompanied by two others, they opened the door bursting in. Akkuma summoned two sake bottles uncorking them both with his mouth simultaneously before doing a wave of both arms launching sake into their eyes. Taking a generous swig of both jugs as the three fumbled around trying to get the sake out of their eyes so they could stop the burning sensation.
"You didn't knock again nor did you bring Kushin..tsk tsk tsk." he said with a wicked smile dashing forward grabbing and throwing the three shinobi out of the office summoning a jug of water for each of them and throwing it to them before closing the door again and taking a seat at the table once more. 'Ok so all I did was throw some sake and throw them out...didn't even punch anyone.' he thought to himself with a smile thinking he'd controlled himself well whilst being drunk. Akkuma had even given them water to rinse their eyes out with he'd gotten sake in his eyes before they'd be fine in a few minutes, now he wondered how long it would take for word to spread that a madman wielding sake had taken up siege in the room. He decided to use his destroy presence jutsu once more to clean the spilt sake along with his evidence of a struggle between the three mednin. He didn't want Kushin coming back to an office he'd messed up with sake, now only the smell of blood remained. The familiar smell of iron aged for only Akkuma could guess so long, he wondered how many different shinobis blood this room had seen.
The Jinkotsu crimson eyes scanned the room before summoning a bottle of sake, uncorking it and taking a generous swig. Before the seventeen year old realized he had gone through three bottles of sake during his wait from sheer lack of entertainment. Really for the staff to not have seen me and done something about it is ridiculous, but for not a single person to come to the office. 'Maybe he is busy...I wonder if I have the time to nap?' he thought to himself. Akkuma managed to last what he guessed was another few days worth of boredom, but was realistically more the equivalent of an hour. During that time he had consumed another two bottles of sake and become quite agitated when the door opened a joyous drunken look appeared on Akkumas face. However this was quickly replaced by a look of rage as a Mednin waltzed in without even knocking, really even he'd had the courtesy to knock.
The sound of a sake jug breaking against a wooden door echoed around the office as the mednin stood there as still as a statue Akkumas eyes ablaze with the sharingan. "Get out how dare you enter your superiors office without knocking.." he roared the mednin backed out right away, the uchiha could see his chakra fading in the distance. With a few quick handseals the empty sake bottles and brokens shards of sake jug dissolved, by the end of the jutsu not even a skin particle of Akkuma's remained present in the room. 'That's better now if that Mednin knows anything Kushin should be here in no time after all wouldn't he contact the Sennin saying there's a drunk sake jug wielding sharingan wielder? At least that's what I'd do...then again.' no sooner had he realized what he would really do it seemed the mednin had the same idea. Instead of the chakra signature of Isaki Kushin there was the same mednin accompanied by two others, they opened the door bursting in. Akkuma summoned two sake bottles uncorking them both with his mouth simultaneously before doing a wave of both arms launching sake into their eyes. Taking a generous swig of both jugs as the three fumbled around trying to get the sake out of their eyes so they could stop the burning sensation.
"You didn't knock again nor did you bring Kushin..tsk tsk tsk." he said with a wicked smile dashing forward grabbing and throwing the three shinobi out of the office summoning a jug of water for each of them and throwing it to them before closing the door again and taking a seat at the table once more. 'Ok so all I did was throw some sake and throw them out...didn't even punch anyone.' he thought to himself with a smile thinking he'd controlled himself well whilst being drunk. Akkuma had even given them water to rinse their eyes out with he'd gotten sake in his eyes before they'd be fine in a few minutes, now he wondered how long it would take for word to spread that a madman wielding sake had taken up siege in the room. He decided to use his destroy presence jutsu once more to clean the spilt sake along with his evidence of a struggle between the three mednin. He didn't want Kushin coming back to an office he'd messed up with sake, now only the smell of blood remained. The familiar smell of iron aged for only Akkuma could guess so long, he wondered how many different shinobis blood this room had seen.
Sup Kushin ! ~ Come play !
