Tournament Showcase[The Party!]-Open-

[Toraono Suzuhime]

http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=588&t=16193 <---- Continuation of that

While it seemed there was nothing really to be done after the tournament. Shujinko believed that warriors who spar together can party together too. She took it upon herself to invite all of the participants and the referee to her home for an after party. While it was beginning to become dusk outside. She was quite sure that no one would mind if they stayed out after dark for a little bit. It was up to the students or not to come, and those who did, she specifically mentioned that you had to bring your own food. Because she was sure as hell not able to buy food and drink for so many people. But whatever the case, she was sure her mother wouldn't mind a reason to cut loose, there would hopefully be some adults there too right? Probably.

Shujinko's home was really nothing to get excited about. The sky began to dull, and the location of her home was pretty out of the way in the poorer district of the village. Shujinko's family was anything but wealthy, but what they lacked in a grandeur household, they made up for in large outside space. Her hut of a home was located right outside of a forested area that they managed to harvest to live as comfortably as they could. Mostly due to her father's workings, but nevertheless. Her house itself was unimpressive. Looking much like a small wood cabin that could barely house the 3 people that lived there. Consisting of a kitchen, small living room. One hallway, and two bedrooms. The kitchen was also the dining room, where a small round wooden table sat with two chairs (Her dad always ate standing) and a small icebox where they kept perishables was nestled in the corner of the area. The living room consisted of a single two cushion couch that faced the sliding glass doors to the outside. And the two bedrooms didn't need explaining, because hopefully people were polite enough to not invade other people's rooms.

While house remained unremarkable outside of showing the Yanchana family's financial status, the backyard had much more to it. It was a wide spacious area that was mostly cleared of grass with solid dirt to keep stable footing. Some holes have been dug within it, where training dummies were place in for Shujinko to practice with. Many of the had limbs cut off, or her deep gashes in them to showcase Shujinko's true ferocity. Others had small knives and kunai sticking out of them from other sessions. And in the middle of the field was an exceptionally large (5 foot by 5 foot) fire pit. Packed to the brim with sticks, logs, and branches. Any early comers of the bash would seen the young Shujinko bending over the pit with a match box, while a much older, red-headed man in a bandanna with an eye patch held a tank of gasoline in his hand. Having recently doused it with the flammable liquid. Striking the match, the sulfur hissed to life and a small bead of fire was born. Striking a few more matches, she tossed them into the pit, where a fire would begin cackling until it began to roar with a somewhat comforting heat. They used this pit for when it got too cold in their home and slept outside by the fire. But now it was going to be the heart of the party they decided to hold in honor of the students of the tournament. Granted anyone was welcome to attend. While the tall red haired man, whom someone could probably tell was Shujinko's father Otoko, went to join his wife. A lithe and attractive woman in a loosely tied kimono. Upon closer inspection, one could see that she was missing an arm, and had a scar over her eye. The pink haired woman was already ingesting alcohol. A small table had been set up with various liquors the couple had saved up over the years. They didn't mind sharing at least for tonight. And despite what Shujinko had told them, they went ahead and displayed an impressive amount of things for any party goers to eat as they would pass by the table. Considering how limited they were. Shujinko felt good about this.

Next to the backyard was a heavily wooded area with a dirt path carved through to give hints of the Yanchana family having walked that trail often. The trail would lead to a medium sized pond that had a small waterfall that they used to bathe in. Thanks to underground canals and aquifers, the water always circulated down into a separate river, where they could get fresh water from another source upstream. Upon inspection, one would find that you could walk behind the waterfall into a small cove, which also had been inhabited to function as a bathroom, small rugs having been laid out in the moist cove to protect bare feet from the jagged rocks inside.

Yanchana Hadamashi

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Yanchana Otoko

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WC: 829
~MFT~​

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[Kimi]

The tournament lasted for the better part of the day. After that, Kimi spent her time
at home, cleaning herself off and getting ready for the evening. She dressed herself in her
standard black, her high necked coat blending perfectly with her pants of the same black. By
the time Kimi cleaned herself off, and got a little rest, it was nearing dusk. Perfect time for
a party! She knew full well that the event in question wasn't much of a formal event at all, but
rather an invitation from fellow student and the third place winner, Shujinko, to a get together
at the aforementioned student's home. While at the time, she wasn't completely sure if she
would attend, the prospect of socializing with the students outside normal class things seemed
enough motivation for her. Maybe she could make some new friends as well. She just hoped
nobody would hold it against her that she happened to win. Even looking back on the events of
the fighting, she still had no real idea how she managed to win. Having been raised to always
bring something with her to a party, the student made her way towards the host house with a
basket of cookies in tow.

Then came the problem of actually making her way to the location of the event. Her violin secured
dutifully on her back, she followed the general sounds of Iwa, making her way towards the sounds
that could only be described as party noises. She took a deep breath, before stepping out into
the light of the fire. The basket of cookies firmly in her left hand, her right holding onto the strap
across her chest that held her violin case in place. She turned her head in circles slightly, listening
for any sign of familiar voice. She stood in silence, the flames sending heat dancing across her
face. It was a much kinder fire than that of her former opponent, Chi, though not unfamiliar as such.
Deep breaths kept the child calm as she searched for signs of familiar life. A few moments later,
she heard the voice she recognized from among the fighting. It was their student-host, Shujinko.
She brushed an escaped strand of hair behind her ear, the thin hairs tickling her cheek, before
heading towards her companion. "Shujinko?" she inquired, stepping forward so she was
within earshot of the student. "I brought some cookies!" she stated after a moment's silence,
holding the basket out for examination. She wans't the best with small talk, but it was better than standing
there awkwardly.​

 

[Kamaru]

Kamaru made the trip out enjoying a walk of leisure for a change but slightly out of necessity as well with a smirk on his face. He’d secured a job and at least an in for the refugees for their various fields to find work. If he put in enough sweat equity he’d move up, that seemed to be a philosophy around these parts so he’d wait and see. But what would he call himself? Was he considered an advisor of sorts for the Tsuchikage, a guidance counselor to students, a coordinator, or just another con artist with some luck? As he mulled it over walking it sounded like an observer would be the best of answers although vague to stay the least.

As he walked he observed his surrounds and in a way his new home, the Village of Iwa was a lot different to Leaf City, the air was cleaner for one thing and the sound of life and ‘progress’ wasn’t filling the air with the clash and shriek of metal from several factories. Observing the surrounding areas he made his way slowly but with a purpose. Supposedly there was a tournament between the students recently and they were celebrating the closeout. At least some of them would be anyways if they weren’t nursing wounds still. Instead of having people put on airs and trying to put their best foot forward he’d find out about the group at the party in their nature state and observe them.

As Kamaru neared the light of day already fading the light of a fire took its place in the distance as if beckoning travelers in the distance. Going of the mental information he had it was the home of one of the tournament participants. Did you meet student’s parents in this village?

Not seeing any signs of movement or life from inside the house Kamaru moved around it taking off his jacket from a long walk he’d prefer to ‘air out a bit’ before showing up. As he did so he heard a voice.

"Shujinko?" A young girl seemed to ask.
"I brought some cookies!" she continued a few seconds later.

Kamaru stopped tugging on his shirt sides to move air through the fabric sticking to his skin and paused.

Was I supposed to bring something? Kamaru thought leaning around the house slightly seeing two adults and a table of things already displayed.

Moving fully back behind the house he thought his hand going to his pouch pulling a scroll out and looking through his things. He didn’t have a place to kick off his shoes yet but no one really needed to know that as he went through his inventory. Sucking his teeth he shook his head as he unfurled the scroll two small packages popping out of smoke. It would have to do.
On the journey thru Earth Country they were more for a food source than a souvenir. Although the packaging made it look somewhat presentable it was still pretty much the same thing to Kamaru if it was in a small burlap sack. Getting himself situated he’d move out with his coat off and move over to the adults and try introducing himself. In his free hand a meager trifle of dried fruits and nuts packed for travel and bundled with cord hung from two fingers.

”Evening, I take it you two are the parents of one of the students or chaperones for this event.” Kamaru would start greeting the two. If they asked questions he would field them, otherwise he’d find a place to put the parcels and stay quiet for now and just observe things.

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[Kiriyama Sadako]

Kyo would leap from rooftop to rooftop, making his way to the house of his childhood friend, Shujinko. A small bandaid would decorate his cheek, a reminder of his loss to his friend, though not one he had taken hard. He had put up a good fight, and whats more had managed to gain his Byakugan because of it. He just wished it had happened in a much less painful way, but beggars couldn't be choosers could they? Taking one final leap he would land before the simple home, taking out the item that was tucked under his arm. He would just let himself in as usual, a smile on his face. "Hello, everyone!" He would call out, seeing that some of the guests had already arrived. He first moved over to Shujinko, handing her the container that was in his hands. "Hey, Shujinko! My mom made some spring rolls for the party!" He would say, turning to give a respectful bow to Shujinko's parents before spotting Kamaru. He would give him a bow as well, not having met the man before, before finally spotting Kimi. "Hey...Kimi, right?" He would ask as he waved to her, vaguely knowing her from the Academy, remembering her name from the awards ceremony at the end of the tournament.

 

[Kazehi Ryu]

The towering man walked solemnly down the ways of the village, the stone reflecting the sound of his footfalls, though with the sandals he had on it was faint; He had two large clay jugs slung over his right shoulder and more, smaller jugs just the same dangling on twine that was wrapped around their necks on either side of him held up by a bar that rest behind his neck. More, the faint churning clunk of liquid inside the jugs were what would announce his presence as he approached the home with the fire; the encroaching darkness letting the signal be seen for quite a distance and allowed the man's violet-blue eyes lead him forward to his goal. Skirting the outside of the place and silently towering over a majority of the people there; the stone faced man came to rest behind a small girl holding out a box in front of her.

He looked very typically like an Iwa ninja, his stature suggested that he was likely as strong as he looked, the large jugs strung along with him on the pole and on his own shoulder that he kept stable with his right hand slightly confirmed it if nothing else. His eyes flickered about and found a small gathering of adults and orientated himself that direction. "Greetings. Brought Sake and green tea." Obviously the sake was for the older folks to share, the green tea he mentioned was lifted off his shoulders, the two dozen jugs strung on the pole held out as though asking where to put things. "Kazehi Ryu. Jounin." He turned slightly to look at the girl lighting the fire before looking at the people she resembled most. "She fights well." Rolling his left shoulder as an excuse to keep his left arm and hand well out of sight in his sleeve, the man eyeballed and gave Kamaru, his Sennin, a nod of respectful greeting before turning away from the parents to set the drinks down next to the apparent table of fare. Nostrils flaring for a moment, he set out one of the large jugs that had been tethered and hung across his shoulder on the table with the rest of the apparent liquor and separated the jugs of tea for the kids out as well before standing back up and keeping off to the side for a moment. It took him quite some time, only working with one hand, but he refused to unfurl the demonic appendage he had wrapped up and kept hidden away from view. He didn't care that others wondered what lay behind the bandages and sling, it was true enough that he had been burned badly and he simply used that to waylay further inquiry.

Brushing a few stray black-crimson locks off his forehead and tossing them behind his ear with the small finger of his right hand, he started fumbling the cork out of his sake bottle almost idly while he watched the kids with studious eyes; he'd seen a majority of their skills in the tournament, and these kids had some good teachers for sure. Nodding silently to himself, his forefinger and thumb still fumbled about at the corners of the cork; amusing how a man, no matter how strong, couldn't quite undo his own work with just a finger and a thumb...

 

[Kaen]

Sabaku sat on his porch swing and listened to all the sounds. Distant spatterings of dog's barking, and random carts coming and going down the street..all blend in the background of his mind as he felt the warmth of the night cover him with scented breath. Closing his eyes, he can smell whiffs of bbq burning. Around the corner of his house, he hear the frogs croaking their late night serenade to the fireflies. The rustling of the oak and maples, the smell of pine trees and reeds blowing in the wind, the distant sound of late night bustling throughout the inner city.
Despite the fact that Sabaku had lost early on in the tournament, he still felt some sort of satisfaction knowing that he at least tried. And next time he would win for sure! Before leaving the tournament, he had been invited to come to a party. Having never been to one he didn't really know what to expect. though he was fairly sure that food was involved. So he decided to make his mothers specialty... Rice Balls!!!
Sabaku had spent most of his evening preparing the snacks for the party and was waiting for the last batch to be finished. After they had finished he would pack them in twelve packs in wooden cases. He then tied them together, 3 boxes in all and set forth to find Shunjinko's house. From her description it couldn't be far from his own house. Making his way down the street, holding the boxes close to him as to make sure they couldn't get ruined, he began to think he was lost. Thankfully he saw a boy that was also in the tournament. He tried to follow as best as he could, but given that he was carrying "precious cargo" he quickly fell behind. But he had been given correct bearings and found his way to the house. A bigger guy had just shown up and set down some jugs and greeted some other adults.
Sabaku waited until the big guy moved on to the party and then introduced himself.
Hello. Sabaku said, bowing in the process.
I am here for the after party... Still bowing.
I brought some snacks! He exclaimed, presenting the rice balls.

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Sabaku would then either hand the 3 boxes of twelve to what seemed to be Shujinko's parents or he would set them on the table that already had food on it.
He then made his way to the fire pit and squatted down next to it and just peered into the flames... they made him feel warm and reminded him of Chi.

I hope Chi comes tonight... Sabaku thought to himself.


[OoC WC: 447, MFT, Entered topic]

 

[Moyamaru]

Shadows collected calmly near the edge of the treeline, close to where the trail towards the personal cove was situated, in an upwards mass. This technique was not one that was unheard of or unseen within the village as those of the Yukata Clan primarily utilized such things as their preferred method of mobility, as demonstrated time and time again by Souji on various occasions. This however was not the doing of Souji but actually both he and Oyochi's mother, and as she walked from within the shadow portal Oyochi would appear in tow. She easily dwarf'd her youngest son, something she could no longer say when it came to her oldest however one could obviously tell how they related by facial structure. Unlike Souji whom was born to resemble his father, Oyochi strongly resembled his mother which made him on various occasions be confused with a girl while wearing Kimonos. They both glanced towards the gathering with different facial expressions, Ayame with one of shear glee and Oyochi with one of shear disinterest as truthfully he wanted to avoid this social gathering all together.

"Cheer up Oyochi, you did well in the tournament so why not socialize with your fellow students in celebration?"</GLOW><i></i>, was her response to Oyochi's facial emotion all the while tugging on his hand and forcefully walking him towards the party with a gentle smile. Just as Oyochi used to wear during his initial time in the academy Ayame wore a very simple but elegant styled kimono which had various hues of black, white and red and their clan's symbol embroiled on the sleeves."I'd rather not be here all together but between you and souji....I didn't have a choice. At least dad understood...Also, why did you bring those with you...."<i></i>, was Oyochi's response and he subtly hinted towards the belt pouch combo his mother had on her back waistline that was stuffed with scrolls. She would let go of her son's hand before they arrived at the edge of the socializing going on and simply say with a quick tone of glee before trotting off towards where the other adults seemed to be congregating, "You will learn that information is any and everywhere...".

Oyochi shook his head slightly as he now stood where the fire pit was located and simply sat on the ground overlooking it. He wasn't much of a social butterfly that much was known but even so he could easily pick out who had arrived at the party that he knew from the academy without really looking away from his position. Their chakra patterns were unique and everyone had a certain signature so he was not impressed at all to know that Shujinko, Kimi, Sabaku, and Kyo had all been present. His pupils would glance to the other side of the fire however and finally catch eye contact with Sabaku."Hmmm....enjoying yourself?</B><i></i>, it was a simple question but it would spark a conversation at least, enough for him not to worry about what his mother could possibly be doing.

Ayame had made her way over to Shujinko's parents and the other two gentlemen who were present, introducing herself promptly. <GLOW glow="red">"Yukata Ayame, retired guardian and mother of Oyochi over there. It is a pleasure..I assume I can place these over here...?"<i></i> While the clan itself were not monetarily rich and neither was the family, Oyochi's mother had spent some time preparing a good amount of Yakitori (although without the liver part) and had brought them with her in a well wrapped satchel. She placed the parcel on the table and undid the binding so that the numerous portions of chicken meat and various vegetables skewered on slender bamboo sticks which were grilled could be seen and of course eaten. She then returned to vocal conversation however directed towards Shujinko's parents solely. <B>"Your daughter's round against my son was interesting to watch. To think that children now-a-days can possess such skills at this fair an age. You're raising a fine Kunoichi indeed."

 

[Tomomi]

Mere hours had gone by since the tournament had concluded and Katsu had left that area where so many students had fought and failed to reach the end of the game like Kimi did. Of course he was proud of all his students that he had taught, but he was more intrigued by the ones that he had never encountered before. Hopefully, a lot if not all the students would show up this evening to the party so Katsu could at the very least be acquainted with them and potentially find new students that needed his attention. In any case, he was still getting ready at his home where he was just brushing his teeth and going to the bathroom. He was quite excited to say the least about meeting new people and being able to get out of this house again since his parents seemed to still not really care about him anymore and he wanted to rather be with people that appreciated him unlike his parents.

Thus, with a quick walk down the stairs he waved goodbye to his parents and he was off to the party. With his stamina and agility, it didn't take the Jounin long to get to the party without any food with him. He knew that he had forgotten something at his house, but at the time he didn't know what. Shrugging, he looked around and noticed quite a few people were already here including Sabaku and Kimi. With no real time to think, he walked over to Kimi and her little group and began to talk. "Kimi! You did great in the tournament and congratulations on winning it all. I saw how you fought, it was wise and something I would've done if I was in the predicament you were in." He then turned to Shujinko and said: "You did well, Shujinko. Third place is nothing to cry about, you did your best and your family and friends are proud of you. Hell, you impressed me with your abilities. I thought you would be the first to go because of having that giant blade you were using. That thing had to be heavy to say the very least, and I am sure it was painful to keep fighting after a few swings of it at your age."

He then turned to smile at Shujinko's parents with a little nod and then returned his attention to the group at hand. "Shujinko and Kimi, you two seemed like you were having a little cat fight in that tournament. I would love to see how you two would fair one on one against each other where there is no interference from outside forces. I am sure it would be one interesting match to see at the least!"

 

[Kaen]

A few others had arrived since Sabaku sat down next to the fire, one of which was Oyochi... accompanied by some other female adult... could this be another guardian tasked to watching over him? Either way his thoughts were cut short when Oyochi sat across from Sabaku at the fire pit. He had that same ol Oyochi emotionless face as he always did. This didn't bother Sabaku at all though, being usually chipper about all things in life. After all, Sabaku did manage to get him to smile at the tournament... so there must be some sort of semblance of happiness in there. Oyochi was silent at first, while Sabaku just sat and watched him unknowing of the internal scanning Oyochi was conducting.
Oyochi then asked him a question, at first Sabaku was silent, he had been caught spacing out while staring at Oyochi. It would seem that Sabaku would be staring at him for a few seconds like a strange weirdo before realizing he was asked a question.

Me? Sabaku would respond.

Well... He started.

I did only just get here just before you, I haven't had a chance to try any of the food yet, nobody else has talked to me yet, I have yet to explore the rest of the grounds....and...I'm bored already...I came cuz I thought there would be more people and more things to do...you? Sabaku would go on to list.

Sabaku was bored, he needed something fun to do, and Oyochi might just be the one to do it with.

 

[Keigo Oen]

The invitation was well placed and Souji needed to get himnself cleaned up but he hadnt the time really. He heard his mother was going to be on her way. So with that notion, he would just wash his face and such in the barracks. Before making his way down to Shujinko's home. It was going to be fun to see all of these people in one place. Well, as he shifted in his shadows, he'd work his way into the scene without being detected thus far... There were Warriors here and they woudl detect him after so long. So Souji would manage to enter this place undetected for... all of five seconds. So he wouldnt take the time to even deal with the 'intruder' alert. He's simply appear in the shadow of his mother before speaking quietly, "Mother, I'm sorry I was late."then looking to his brother, he'd nod and smile. "You did amazing, Brother.", he did. Souji was proud. He lost only off of a bit more damage being dealt against him than Shujinko.

Looking around he wouldnt try to make hsi presence overly known but people would likely begin noticing him over time.

Until then... he would just mingle.

 

[Kamaru]

Kamaru had figured out which of the girls was hosting the party he figured, granted he already made an assumption from looking at the other adults. He would slowly nod back to the young boy pleasantly and watch him intereact with the other two young people, it seemed he knew both the girls names now.

Another adult came afterwards bringing Sake and green tea which he had carried in large quantities to the party. As the man introduced himself Kamaru took note he was from the main branch. Kazehi's comments about the girl gave thought to the tournament Kamaru never saw. He’d make a mental note to piece together who did what as the night went on to try and understand how the students reacted with one another. Kamaru nodded back in response to the man’s nod before watching him unburden the load. Glimpses of bandaging could be seen but the man did have to explain his business with others so Kamaru dismissed it. Kamaru watched the man trying to uncork a jug of wine and reminicesed to the last time he saw a Jounin drinking and relaxing. He wondered where the guy had ended up by now but dismissed it for now, old memories although fleeting were in the past.

” Namamoto Kamaru, mystery guest and observer…” he replied cryptically back to the man as he walked over next to him as he fiddled with the bottle top. Although he seemed mostly focused on the jug Kamaru would nod out towards the group. ”So how were the fights? I unfortunately didn’t get a chance to see them” Kamaru would ask sparking friendly chatter, it would give him a reason to be observing the younger ones and gather intel.

Another boy showed up and made his way to the fire either for reflection or just because he liked staring into fires. In his fire gaze the young boy was greeted by another guest with an adult woman. As she came over and started up a conversation with the other parents Kamaru figured out it was indeed a boy and started placing a mental picture of the fights that occurred.

Kamaru blinked as another adult came in possibly an instructor by his friend nature towards the students, although the comment about the girls sword made him blink. He didn’t know if it was a backhanded compliment or some other meaning to something that happened in the fight. He did know some of the ranking members of the fight now at least.

As the groups formed around the area someone popped out of one of the mother’s shadows mentioning an apology before talking to the last youth to come to the party. He made his way away from his sibling and Kamaru just continued to people gaze.

 

[Kimi]

An unfamiliar voice spoke up, and they seemed to at least somewhat know who Kimi was. She turned her attention towards them, giving a respectful nod. They obviously knew Shujinko fairly well, which meant they were either friends from outside the academy, or the person was a student as well. ”Uh…yeah. I’m Kimi.” she nodded in confirmation. She tilted her head slightly as new voices entered her hearing. Someone stepping up behind her caused the blind girl to flinch slightly, though she wasn’t too concerned, because he didn’t last very long. It was a relief. She wasn’t overly fond of people hovering over her, and he didn’t give off the best sort of vibe. Then again, it could just be due to him being an adult. Kazehi Ryu was the creepy guy’s name, apparently. He seemed to be speaking to others she hadn’t yet met, whose names she hadn’t heard, and therefore wasn’t overly concerned with. She held the basket firmly in one hand, the other resting at her side. Her head tilted this way and that as more voices added themselves to the mix. There was Sabaku, who’s voice she could recognize from their class together. In addition, there was also the boy Shujinko had been fighting in his first round…Yukata something. She couldn’t remember his name at first, but then she heard what seemed to be his mother speak it. Oyochi. She set the name to memory. Another student she would do well to remember. His mention of Souji brought up the memory…wasn’t Souji part of the Yukata clan as well? She shrugged it off, trying to focus on not being overwhelmed by the number of voices surrounding her.

A familiar voice, much welcome in the world of strangers. Katsu had decided to join the party. She gave him a nod in welcome, and a smile. ”It was simply the nature of the tournament.” she shrugged off his comment. She really didn’t like fighting if she had no reason to. ”But you did fight incredibly well, Shujinko.” she added, giving the sword-wielder a smile. Another familiar voice entered the mix. Souji was there. He seemed to be socializing with his family. She did still have to talk to him, and figured if she didn’t now, he may very well disappear before she got the chance. ”If you could excuse me. I’ll go put these…on the table.” she held up the basket in gesture before turning towards the table. She set the basket at the far end, near where she assumed the desserts would be best kept. She then turned around, listening for an indication of where Souji had gotten off to. She really needed to tell him of her decision. Unable to find him, she signed, turning around to wander among the relative strangers. Too bad Kei wasn't there...Hopefully he'd actually decide to show up to the party. She needed to congratulate him on his fights.

 

[Kazehi Ryu]

His face remaining blank and stoic, the towering man stepped to the side a bit more and waited till people had placed items they brought before stepping back close to the table and wrapping all his finger around the cork and forcing a bit of his chakra through it. The cork nearly exploded outwards in his grip as he pulled, having to snatch it before it hit the ground and tucked into a pocket inside his kimono-esque jacket; his fingers wrapping around the jug's neck once more before his attention swept the crowd and his mind sorted through responses to give Kamaru. "Spectacular. Plenty of talent." His chin got directed at the boy that had appeared with a woman who seemed to be his mother, Oyochi as his name had been announced. "Apathetic but cunning." His chin was nodded at the girl who brought cookies, Kimi. "Potential Genjutsu specialist." His motions continued as he noted Sabaku. "He'll need some guidance. Held his own, could have come out on top if the battle lasted longer. Pausing to finally take a sip of the pungent rice wine he'd brought with him, letting the slight sting roll down his throat and start to warm his stomach; his thirst slaked and his tongue whet, Ryu was a little more willing to continue talking. "Those two." His slight motion directed at Kyo and Shunjinko this time. "She'll be a fierce asset, see if we can keep her Main. Him as well. Fierce fighters." He took just a slight more of a swig before slightly turning his face and locking his eyes onto Kamaru. "Others were good as well, but they are not here to point out." With that, his report was done. It wasn't exactly standard small talk, or even gossip; he was asked a pointed, if cryptic, question, and he gave his opinion.

Shunjinko, as he saw it, would be worth trying to keep in the Main Branch for not only her developing sword skills but an apparent adamant nature; there seemed to be somewhat of a relationship between her and the Kyo boy that she managed to wipe out in her first bout. At the same time, there was yet another one that they would have to possibly bolster the main branch with and that was Kei; he had obliterated his opponent completely in his own bout, while he showed his full strength it also made him a target for those weaker. The final bout had been about taking out the strong before those weaker got demolished; it had worked against both Kei and Shunjinko who had proven their worth in rounds earlier, the battle royale wasn't the best of ideas. They had all shown their skills, and they should have been assigned teams and face off against one another in squadron tactics to assess their skills at not only single fighting but how well they worked with one another. That was, after all, an important factor as a shinobi; one that should never have been over looked by the upper crust, yet who was he to judge? Ryu took another swig of his sake and gave a rumbling sigh of contentment before shifting his weight and re-settling his left arm into a more comfortable position inside the sleeve sling. Now the question was, what would Kamaru take away from their brief conversation? Who would he evaluate and scrutinize closer? It was always interesting to see how his superiors made their decisions, especially when he could watch them study their options, for the most part Ryu kept his face turned away and looking at the students with curiosity of his own and tried to seem as unobtrusive as possible despite the fact that his height and the breadth of his shoulders made him stick out like a nail in a stack of needles.

MFT-640

 

[Kei]

~Party Party Party Party~

It was time for a Ce-le-bration. Kei approached the house of one of his fellow finalists in the student tournament, Shujinko. It also happened to be the location for the after party of said tournament. Sure Kei had lost in the finals, but he wasn't the type to be outwardly moody or sullen and it'd be simply bad form to miss out on the celebrations. His brother on the other hand, who's lost in the preliminaries, wasn't showing any signs of making an appearance. Kei had cleaned himself up and put on some fresh clothes. Changing up his wardrobe a bit. Black warm-up pants with a bright teal t-shirt. Over the t-shirt he'd thrown a black zip-up hooded sweatshirt with the Iwagakure symbol emblazoned on the back in gray. He'd removed the sleeves from the sweatshirt, as he did with most of his looser-fitting clothing, to eliminate the possibility of his sleeves from snagging on anything.

He carried two somewhat large packages swung lazily over one shoulder- his contributions to the revelry. He made his way to where the party-goers seemed to be gathering. He wasn't surprised to see that there were already a decent amount of people there. He spied the table guests were setting their own contributions. That simply wouldn't do. A fire, that was better. He tried to spot Shujinko among the bodies, after a moment he was able to catch a glimpse of her. He tried to get her attention.

"Shujinko-chan! Hey, nice place. I brought some fish, but it still needs to be cooked. I'm thinking we can roast it on the fire." He slung the first pack down from his shoulder. Opening it, he revealed that it was a sort of cooler several large fish, freshly caught and cleaned. What was in the other pack was a surprise for after the fish had been taken care of. He ran a hand through his white hair. "I wasn't sure what to bring. He said plainly, offering no other explanation. Kei was going to try and have some fun tonight, it was a party after all.

[MFT]

 

[Chikara]

[legend="[size=4]Celebration[/size]"]She had second thoughts about attending the after party. There was a moment when she thought she wouldn't go, and so when she finally arrived it seemed that everyone was already starting to mix and mingle. She rolled in slowly with the dress she put on after the tournament. She noticed the familiar faces and a few she didn't quite know. She ran a hand through her hair and relived the tournament in her head. She wasn't upset, though she was disappointed. She did well, but her family hadn't gotten to see her fight. They didn't bother to come to the tournament, she felt like she was all alone in that arena despite all the people in the crowd.
The young girl would run a hand through her large hair as she slipped around the group of people and tried not to be noticed. She wanted to stand and watch instead of mingle at first. She was still a slightly bit tired from the battle, understandable after all the damage she took and dealt to herself because of her flames. She saw Sabaku and wondered if Baka-chan would try to talk to her. She wondered how he felt about losing to Kimi. Obviously she was really strong, having won the whole tournament after the fight, but it seemed like it took her little effort to win that fight. Hopefully it would just make him want to be stronger, just as it did for Chi.[/legend]
legend="OOC; WC: 244"][/legend]

 

[Toraono Suzuhime]

Hadamashi
It wasn't long until many guests began showing up. The single armed samurai already downing alcohol with her husband close at hand. And it was good that other adults were joining in on the celebration. Already a shady looking man approached them. And his words were as if trying to affirm they were the adults of the party. But chaperones...? Really? Hadamashi shook her head and gave an ever so tipsy smile.

"Well we ain't the size of them munchkins, so I guess we are."

She chuckled to herself. Shujinko bringing over a container containing a few rolls over to the table Hadamashi rested at.

"Kyo couldn't bring them himself? I'm hurt."

Hadamashi and Kyo, while they weren't indifferent, she had spent time with him before, typically when he came over to hang out with her daughter. But they didn't really talk much. And next was a mammoth of a man. Easily taller than her own husband who had arrived at their table. bearing tea and sake. Perfect! The sword was above all things... except a good drink! And even complemented her child. She liked this guy.

"Damn right she does."

She said with almost overwhelming confidence in her child. Leaning forward as she did so. Her loose clothing didn't call for it though. Prompting Hadamashi having to tighten the belt a little more so as to not have a malfunction. Another woman arrived, bearing a bad full of various foods. Not bad, she gave off a suspicious air about her though. Even drunk the retired samurai woman was a bit skeptical. Looking up at her with a confused gaze, cocking an eyebrow as if loading a firearm.

"I'd commit Hara-kiri right now if Shuji told me she wanted to be a ninja. She's a bona-fide bladeswoman. But suppose it could happen with us being the minority culture. Your kid's pretty elusive. And blew up a bomb right in my daughter's face."

Hadamashi sized up the Mrs. Yukata Ayame. Hmm...

Yanchana Otoko

Otoko for the most part let his wife do the talking. However, he did notice one particular person amongst the crowd. An adult who hadn't joined the others at the tab;e/ but instead went over to the pasty kid his daughter fought during the tournament. If he remembered correctly, that was the referee... hmm...


Yanchana Shujinko

It wasn't long before people began showing up, the first of which was Kimi, a girl Shujinko fought at the tournament during the free for all. While Shujinko was sour she won while she, Chi, and Kei were duking it out. She could only assume it was because Shujinko mixed up her priorities. But she couldn't let that get between a possible friend and comrade. So Shujinko would have to swallow her pride, as much as she didn't want to. Looking down at the basket of cookies she seemed to have prepared.

"They look good Kimi. And congrats on your win."

She nodded, turning back to tend the fire a little more to get it burning. And soon Kyo arrived, who of course tasked her with bringing his food to the table... typical. When she returned she grave him a quick hug.

"Hey, no hard feelings about our fight right? I think I might've said some mean things."

Her gaze drifted off for a moment before she took a breath and awaited his answer. Afterwards, she noticed more adults showing up along with children. The next one was a kid she didn't remember. She did remember watching a fight. If memory serves his name was... Sabaku? He looked pretty cool. It was a shame she didn't get to see more of his fight. He seemed unable to find Kimi for a while, so he didn't get to show his stuff. She walked over and sat next to him, and he seemed joined by Oyochi now.

"What's up?"

She asked simply, also flashing a friendly smile to Oyochi. Acknowledging Kei who said he brought fish.

"Fish huh...? Um... sure. Uh, go put it in our cooler. It's right next to the backdoor inside the house~"

She called back to him. Turning back to Oyochi.

"I'm Shujinko, but uh, I guess you already knew that huh?"

Sabaku was the only person she didn't really get acquainted with. So why not? The bladeswoman not even notice Chi on the outskirts of the forming crowd.

~MFT~
WC: 707​

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[Kaen]

Before Oyochi had a chance to answer Sabaku's question, another student sat down next to him.
She was wearing a skirt and a long sleeve sweater. Her voice was soft with a underlying hint of unyielding seriousness.
Her eyes are what caught his attention first, an almost golden like color gleamed from behind her bangs.
They were almost entrancing...so much so that Sabaku didn't realize that she had asked him a question right away.

Staring at the girl for a few silent seconds, he would jump out of this almost genjutsu like state and begin to speak.

OH! Me? He asked with a slightly confused look on his face.

Oh nothing really, just conversing with my friend Oyochi here. He would explain, gesturing over to Oyochi.

I'm Sabaku by the way! He would exclaim, reaching out for a hand shake with a "eyes closed grin".

Wether she shook his hand or not he would then stand.

Nice place you have here...uh...what's your name by the way? He would ask with another kind smile.​

 

[Kamaru]

Kamaru nodded as the man pointed participants of the tournament out to him giving a basic run down of what he saw during the matches. The short answer was they all had potential and were in a lot of cases very different, from their fighting styles to the way they mingled at this party. Kamaru thought personally potential is actually limited despite what some people might seem to think. Growth is one thing that turns potential and nature talent into honed skills. Experience to adapt and develop further from doing the job though was something they wouldn’t learn until they had graduated.

”I figure students get to pick where they want to apply for a job and the missions will dictate what’s needed wouldn’t it? Unless missions are slotted by the branch you’re in. Also having someone with prior experience or abilities from another branch isn’t a bad thing unless you can’t change branches… That’s not set in stone is it? No pun intended. Each student regardless of their choice in branches is an asset to Iwa, I don’t think any one branch is planning on being too greedy. As for the Main Branch when was the last time you had a sit down with others of your rank or the entire branch?” Kamaru would comment still oddly cryptic with his last comment.

Watching as more students arrived and interacted in a way to Kamaru it felt like an experiment into watching the students in their natural environment. For the most part they headed to people their own age to talk with which made sense and was probably more comfortable. For the most part he’d people watch at the party.

 

[Kazehi Ryu]

Shifting his weight very slightly, he took a lot of pressure off his heels and more towards the center of his feet; was more comfortable than being rooted to one spot even if it looked like was about to do something. Could potentially be awkward when one makes to walk somewhere and they're just getting comfortable where they were standing. Mulling over what Kamaru said, the tall man nodded an affirmation where it was required but other than that remained silent. "Not a matter of greed; an opinion for keeping strong members balanced in the areas. Not in charge, not my choice to make." There was an unstated 'so long as someone guides them' that was obvious to just about anyone, very clearly they agreed that the kids would benefit the village no matter where they were. They were the village future, no matter how someone sliced it or even picked the students apart for different sections of the village government, they would be a benefit no matter who got them. Though he wasn't exactly sure on how it went for other branches crossing into Main, then again, the man didn't interact with many people much.

And what was interesting was the cryptic phishing, it was...amusing. "Don't talk much unless it's needed, and while we're not sitting I believe this does count towards meeting with someone, yes?" He might not be on the up-and-up with a lot of the news in the village, but he was perfectly content to be on the outskirts of the village politics and just go do. "Unless of course you are hinting that I should do so more often; which I might consider if it were a direct order, else I would simply do as I must to maintain the safety of the village and those there-in." He didn't share what happened to him, even with the hospital that helped supply the burn treatment creams that he placed orders for. He didn't want to be seen as a weakness, a threat, or even more of a potential weapon than he already was. His nature might make others suspicious of him, seeing the reaction that Kamaru had already it was clear that he set off warning signals with certain things he said and did. But one cannot simply put the world at ease, nor did he have the intention to do so. He was dedicated to his village's safety and well-being; and if at such a point that he himself became a threat to it, he would naturally remove himself from the equation rather than let the creature that had invaded him rampage as it pleased.

Breaking off that line of thought; Ryu took another sip of his sake and gave a slight grunt as a few more people filtered in. It wasn't his place to mingle about with the students, nor was it his place as overseer seeing that there were obvious parents around. What was it he was doing here, he wondered? His eyebrows knit together slowly, giving his stoic mask a look of deep contemplation over the jug's rim. It was a really good question, even, why he'd stuck around aside from Kamaru coming over to get information.

 

[Keigo Oen]

Souji found himself working himself to the bone in terms of trying to mingle, however when he would bow to his mother and begin leaving to find Kimi, Chi, Kei and Shujinko. He would not see the one first listed. This was good, she had stealth down to a science it seemed even Souji had a hard time finding her when he'd find himself bumping into Kimi, right when he needed to. "Ah~ Kimi-san, I need to talk to you... and the other contenders in the tournament. Could you help me round them up?", he meant them all. Everyone who was present. Nodding he'd need her help but knowing that she was blind it was... something that he'd have to take in stride. She would as well. She was still getting around quite well.

Then catching the glimpse of Hadamashi, Shujinko's mother, Souji would blink for a moment. This would definitely be something to look into. The resemblance to Mito was definitive. So he'd have to dig up some records. Maybe there was a forgotten link somewhere. Maybe. Maybe. Though there was little Souji could do at the moment. He needed to make sure he got the students together as quick as he could... and it started with Kimi.