"I am an Iga. What more is there to say?"
| Ryoji Iga | |
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| Personal Information | |
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| Birthplace | The White Void |
| Date of Birth | October 1st |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | 17 yrs old |
| Height | 5'6" |
| Weight | 120 - 136 lbs. |
| Hair Color | Brick Red |
| Eye Color | Sea Green |
| Blood Type | B |
| Kekkei Genkai | Shiryoku Flesh Manipulation |
| Classification | Wanderer |
| Areas of Expertise | Chakra Manipulation, Taijutsu, Information Retrieval |
| Clan | Iga |
| Affiliation | Takokujin |
| Team | None |
| Rank | |
| Ninja Rank | Chuunin equivilant |
| Ninja Registration | N/A |
| Academy Grad. Age | Genin-equivalent at 8. |
| Chuunin Grad. Age | Chunnin-equivalent at 16. |
| Nature Type | |
| Element |  Wind |
| Family | |
| Grand Mother | Iga, Atsuko |
| Father | Iga, Ryou (M.I.A) |
| Mother | Emi (M.I.A) |
| Favorite Jutsu | |
| Banshee Strike Series | |
Ryoji Wakahisa - An Iga by blood only and formerly the desert hermit(Sunasen) of the Land of Wind who dealt in various mercantile business; both above and under the legal radar. As of now he simply just another blind wanderer following the whims of his instinct and desires. Wherever they might lead…
Background
This story starts off just like any good story: nice and bloody with a side darkness put in the mix. So it should come as no surprise that when Ryoji Iga actions and persona are unbalanced and abnormal to an extent. On the same day he was born a battle broke out between a branch family of the Iga clan still roaming the deserts and a rival group of traders hoping to secure a safe and quicker route within the most dangerous area in the land of wind: The White Void. However, within two days with no clear winner in sight and the threat of the desert consuming them both regardless of who won in the end, both sides called for cease fire to renegotiate things. The new truce would allow both to use the path for their dealings in exchange for two things. The first was the merging of the group through a marriage set up between the offspring of the heads for each group. And the second being a hostage trade being set up until the marriage was truly official later on the children's life. Because Ryoji was latest child and thus far only child of the clan leader, he was immediately selected for an arranged marriage.
Aside from a few possible time altering events by certain unknown individuals dabbling into the forbidden, time passed as it should for the most part. Ryoji grew into an adept user of the clan's kekkei genkai under the tutelage of his grandmother. It was also through her that he foundation for his own style of combat that could incorporate the usage of his clan's blood limit. During the earlier years the main driving force and infatuation with seals was his desire to make his parents proud of him as well as garner their attention. Sadly, such attempts proved futile if not outright pointless due to both of his parents being sent away often as ambassadors between the branch family and the a main along with special missions outside the land of wind. Eventually, there came a time in which no reports were given back by them to either branches of the clan; and thus they were considered M.I.A with the need for hunters of the clan to be immediately dispatched to find them. It also reinforced and solidified the idea to put in place a complex series of seals on branch family members with their primary function being to act as a tracer. All of course complied due to the alternatives being either join the main branch in Sunagakure or having spies sent among them. The process of sealing was by no stretch of the imagination painless or short. Ryoji was only five years old when it finally came down to his turn to receive it…
Three almost uneventful years pass by in the blink of an eye before disaster finally stricken on the day Ryoji would finally be allotted to meet his bride to be. During the celebratory event that took place on this day, an unknown tension pervaded the background and set both sides on edge so much that all it took was casual mentioning of the past to set them at each others throats, literally. The children of both sides, by mere luck alone, were able to snap their elders from their rage, but not in time to stop the first few casualties of their descent to insanity. Nor prevent the original cause of it from continuing with the ambush and throwing everything into near complete chaos. Throughout it all Ryoji was the only one who seemed immune to it all. In fact if anything he began to marvel at his first time witnessing of one of the more violent types of social events that plague humanity. 'Such a perfect blend of subtlety and expressions! I must have…all of this is simply WONDERFUL!!' These thoughts and more continued to run through his mind as he waded through the battle as if it were a dream; narrowly avoiding death either by the aid of his kinsman or by abrupt changes in his visual fixation. The only thing that actually managed to put a damper on his "joyful" expedition is the brief sighting of his father observing the fight from afar. In that brief moment everything went dark. When the young Iga came to, he was amidst dragging along his bride after the rest of the children who were being gathered for the mass retreat from the battle. Before they all could reach relative safety, a wayward earth ninjutsu split the ground between Ryoji and the rest. At that time he realized what he was about to do if he leapt over that small chasm and what the would be giving up. And so, without a second hesitation, he threw his betrothed, Haruna no Tsuki, the rest of the way before turning back and disappearing into the chaos of battle with a smile on his face.
By the time the dust settled, morning had arisen with Ryoji a few miles away from the battle grounds; thoroughly exhausted. While how did he ended up so far remains as much a mystery as to him as his sudden black out at the sight of his father. In the end it didn't matter much considering he was finally free to do as he wished….for only about a full minute before he was treated to another harsh reality: Greed and Selfishness. The two guiding forces that resulted in the Iga being forced to work errand boy among other task to work off his debt for being "rescued" by the merchants that found him first.
Over the years, Ryoji worked, learned, and suffered a mixture of self-imposed hardships and uncontrollable circumstances until he changed greatly from what he once was. In the end he never did manage to pay off his debt since his employers died by the hands of jealous rivals, but he did gain "wisdom" from them to go into business himself. Between the land of earth and the land of wind, he made a life for himself and his few traveling companions by almost any means necessary when it came to the trade business; blissfully unaware of his clan's watchers. In time a representative of his clan came to him with a proposition. One in which he couldn't refuse upon pain of death via the secondary purpose of the seals in placed on him. In exchange for being allowed to wander freely from Sunagakure control within reason, Ryoji would act as a "spy" for the clan (NOTE: Clan only not Sunagakure as a whole) in monitoring the going ones of forces outside the land of wind as well as repair the "old lines" hidden throughout the world. In addition to this, he would also have to keep a look out for his parents with the strict orders to gather in information they may be holding before returning them to Sunagakure by any means available.
Bereft of any other options currently, Ryoji agreed to their terms and set out further beyond the reaches of wind country. And yet despite this setback, he still aspired to make the most of situation by using his travels to fulfill his old time dreams of witnessing events such as the one that granted his freedom, mastering his self made style of combat, and researching seal work. The last being something that was restricted to members of the branch family.
Personality
Ryoji is without a doubt an odd ball. A fact that he seemingly exploits at every possible turn regardless of the consequences; especially when engaged in social situations. He is also, like any true Iga, as curious as he is obsessive about information. Though unlike his fellow clan members, Ryoji often disregards straight-forward logic when pursuing and/or understanding any given topic. This is in part because of a personal belief that such ways of thinking is "simply boring" and do not account for the "more subtle details". It is this very same way of thinking that also fuels the pursuit of even the most insignificant of information and ideals.
As a result of these ideals and distrust of others without knowing as much as possible about the individual, barring an exceptional few, Ryoji is difficult to get close to without a love-hate relationship forming as a barrier to help keep others at arm's length.
Beyond his odd view of reality, Ryoji is both masochistic and albiet rarely intentionally, a manipulative person. In the case of the former it is in the sense that for the sake of his pursuits the Iga will more often than not, shelve his ideology despite the emotional pain if not physical, promised when all is said is done. And following it, taking great pleasure from the 'unique' flavor of it all. As far as dislikes go on the otherhand, these are only vocalized in regards to a deep-seated hatred of 'short cuts' regardless of everything else entailed with them. Mainly because of the simple fact that they often require overlooking the 'subtle side of life'. Overall on the surface Ryoji is a contradictary, stubborn, and a smart-fool for realizing the vast majoriety of his faults and flaws, but refusing all the same to change for reasons unknown.
| Likes | Ei-hime~, Licking People, Wandering, Personal Hobbies, Gambling, Recording Data, MEAT! |
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| Dislikes | Shortcuts, Grudges, Too much order, low difficulties, |
| Hobbies | Planning, Reading, Observing, Inciting chaos, Training, Testing various Subject Matters (i.e Food, People) |
| Strengths | Stubborness, High Perception, Honorable(only with deals struck), Calm (when necessary) |
| Weaknesses | Same as his strengths plus those he cares for and personal recklessness |
| Favorite Color | Greenish Grey |
| Favorite Food | Every known forms of prepared and unprepared MEAT! |
Appearance
Ryoji is and most likely forevermore always will be, never be -seen- as the atypical Iga that he shouldve become had he fallen in line like so many others. This is in part due to his own careless antics leading to experiences that have left their mark on him in more than one way. Case in point, while although generally never seen thanks to the bangs portion of his obnoxiously long, unkempt mane of naturally red-brown hair adorning his scalp and overshadows much of his face, the faded remnants of an old burn scar covering most of the upper right portions of his eye and face. Thankfully at least his eyebrow was able to regrow back to normal after the incident. However the inadvertent result of this event has left Ryoji permantly always keeping his eyes narrow to slit; effectively, in combination with his already naturally sleek and thin features, leaves the impression of a kitsune masqurading as a human. During rare times of particular enjoyment for the ryoji, and often at the cost of anothers own happiness, Ryoji keeps his milky sea-green eyes open wide to better unnerve those that look at him directly. Aside from these features along with the Igas extremely pale yellow teeth nothing more particular makes him stand out feature wise.
Now as for the rest of his appearance, and assuming a given situation doesnt demands otherwise, Ryoji is always dressed in a durable, hooded, black cloak with a simple corded drawstring for the hood and dull grey clasps running down the front. They are in fact easily undone with a tug of hidden mechanism within the confines of the cloak. Once/If and when removed a black skintight, sleeveless, and extremely durable body suit overlapped along the bottom only by thick, baggy dark blue is revealed. A simple pair of black gloves with a metal guard along the backside and are thick enough to stop even a kunai from piercing the owners hands are ardorn along with black ninja sandals that can be seen much easier at this point as well. Overall without the cloak Ryojis physical body build is only barely that of an athletic teenager albeit still a little awkwardly lanky, and with a skin tone only a shade lighter than his brethren residing in the Land of Wind's harsh climate.
Last, but not least Ryoji is ultimately always seen with his favorite well-worn dark brown travel sack always slung over his back. But the weapons that he truly favors are never left within the bag itself. Instead throughout parts of his clothing they remain secreted in easy enough places for quickly drawing them at a moments notice.
In addition to all that has been said before there is also the small matter of Ryojis fellow clan member, Shun, both a shadow and (according to those that assigned Shun to him) a loyal retainer. Although dressed in the same outer body wardrobe as him albeit with the hood also up to mask the sleek, Shun's hair is tamer by comparision, dark brown, smoother, and braided all the way to the mid-drift of the back (,but typically kept coiled around the Iga's neck). The rest of shun's features are delicately smooth and soft both in appearance and by touch (whenever allowed); and unlike Ryoji almond shaped eyes are always kept closed.
Ryoji stands before you at around an average height for a teenager his age, 5'6", with skin coarse and bronzed from desert life.. Or as some mistakenly may believe tropical life, as well as long, spiky, brick red hair into a thick ponytail that would drape down all the way to about inch from the ground if not for most of it being positioned like a necklace. Set shadowed and framed by Ryoji's bangs are a pair of milky sea green eyes, rarely seen due to nigh-permanent squint that in combination with his relatively smooth, yet angular facial structure, narrow nose, and thin lips held at a genuine smile, gives him the appearance of a bored/lax Kitsune.
Ryoji's build is on par with most well-rounded athletes, although slightly more developed muscle culture in his legs leans to towards agility and speed as predominate focus. Aside from a small seal inscribed along the back of his tongue and slightly warped skin surrounding Ryoji's right eye, the Iga bears no other distinguishing marks. Adorning his frame dark grey Chinese style robes with the sleeves rolled back past the elbows, sea-green sash wrapped around his waist, and matching loose black pants. A tan cloak overlaps his form further, hiding his form, an red umbrella, and a makeshift spear. Callused hands and feet equally are left bare for reasons unknown.
Either by a lack of choice or convience, what appears to be a teenager practically dressed in the rags of possibly a once beautiful yet durable cloak and head wrap usually found on the dessert dwellers in the Land of Wind. Because of the thickness of that very same get-up even the exact build, and even the gender is hard to pick up on. The only thing that really can be made out from any visible distance is that behind wind worn tassels and dyed black hair with bangs tipped red are eyes shut loosely, dark tan skinned covered in grime (or maybe -really- good make-up?), and an nigh-unchanging neutral expression.
Timeline
Age 5 -Began training both in ninjutsu and taijutsu under his grandmother as well as recieved the tracer seal of the Iga Clan.
Age 8 - Witnessed his first shinobi battle and broke away from the clan through the chaos created by it.
Age 13 - After years of working under an unscruplous pair of merchants, Ryoji was finally able to begin working towards creating and opening his own trading lines.
Age 15 - Undertook a special mission set forth by his clan higher ups.
Age 15 - Joined the ranks of the Takokujin.
Age 17 - Secretly joined the Promotion Exams held in Sunagakure.
Abilities
Ryoji - Creator of the Youkai Style Taijutsu designed to compliment the inherient natural abilities of the practioner with an unorthodox style of fighting. He is also a self-appointed prodigy in Shiryoku Ninjutsu (Flesh Manipulation), the Kekkei Genkai of his clan. Overall Ryoji's specialties in technique are Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, and to a smaller extent, Nintaijutsu.
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Themes
Main Theme - “Open Up” by Korn
General Battle Theme -“M.A.D” by Hadouken
The Come Back - "Run into Flowers" by abstrackt keal agram remix
Relationships
| Name | Relationship | Notes |
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| Ryou | Father | Ryoji has only glimmers of memories and rumors absorbed through his travels regarding this man. None of which provide a solid image for the present day Iga to regard this man as no more than illusion. An illusion he feverently desires to draw out into reality for reasons even /he/ does not fully understand, but out of paranoia suspects may be apart of a larger conspiracy best kept to himself for the time being. |
| Emi | Mother | The last memory Ryoji has of this woman is all that he has to go by as seeing her as little better than his father for disappearing without a word. However, as much as he'd like to lump her completely into the same catagory as Ryou, the warmth in his gut that always come to the surface whenever her name is so much as mentioned conflicts to heavily against the notion, confusing him. |
| Shun | Cousin | They have always, even before Shun was officially assigned to be Ryoji's retainer , been at odds with each other. And yet nevertheless inseperable whenever Ryoji was required to make his reports. Melting Ice and Blue Fire. |
| Atsuko | Grandmother | Even before Ryoji's parents had disappeared the boy always had this woman to rely on. Always beating into his skull the hard lessons of life and to never look away from the truth just out of negative emotions dampening the thrill of discovery. Much to his personal chargin he has long since outgrown the basics of most of Atsuko teaching, and to his mission is kept typically far apart from the elder. He is nevertheless always on the watch even when in other lands for Atsuko springing lessons on him to. Be that to simply torment him and/or to help him keep growing. Overall Ryoji still admires, respects, and is deftly afraid of this woman. |
| Rain (aka Smexy-dono) | Lord | Wary Devotion. As much as the Iga tries to stick to this man like glue while devoting whatever waking time he has to serving needs, the bloodline of his kind kept him wary of Rain's ultimate goal among other things. Even so, for some inexplicable reason since first meeting the uchiha or better yet getting a 'taste' of his being, Ryoji remains loyal to the cause of the original Takokujin despite the risk of whatever possible delusions he has being shattered in time. |
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| Odo (aka Steel-Sama) | Boss | Ryoji does not know much about this man given that they were assigned to two different branches originally within the Takokujin. Thus until recently their relationship was practically non-existent. However, with the fall of Takokujin an opportunity had arose to build it up to the point in which both regard each other as acquaintances bound to one another by a need to rebuild what has fallen. Regardless for the time being how much one tries the others patient while the other is entertained. |
| Tessen (aka Charcoal-kun) | Boss? | Simply put they tolerate each other as much as they can for their distinctive personality always clash in one way or another. |
| Ei | Student & Significant Other | TBA |
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| Yuki | Friend | As far as Ryoji was concerned given their limited interactions before the Takokujin were dissolved, they both only vaguely regarded each others as friends and at worst thanks to Ryoji's 'experiments', fire and water. |
| Keiji | Student? | TBA |
| Kuoroke | Mortal Bane | Shiro-sama. He is in Ryoji's eyes to law abbiding for his own good… and Ryoji's. Thus, resisting the urge to flee at the sight of this man or intentionally infuriating him is a battle that always must be fought. |
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| Imota | Rival/Antithesis | Law-kun. Yang-san. In a nutshell Imota is regarded as the only living representation of his polar opposite in every way except one, and the only person besides his own father sorely hunted for whenever possible. |
| Itami | Enemy? | She is the closest thing he hast to an ally within Sunagakure, but like from the village he can not help but to regard her at least with a loose level of suspicion. Even after the vocalized desire to assist him in whatever way possible. Just so long as it does not jepoerdizes the safety of the village and those that reside within it. |
| Sousa | ??? | Ever since being told of their relationship between the Iga Clan and the Kazekage, or at least as much as his grandmother was willing to say, Ryoji is extremely suspicious of this man. The very fact alone that the clan went to great strides to make sure that Ryoji kept his meetings with the elders as discrete as possibly only served to increase his paranoia in regards to this man. |
Thoughts on Different Lands
Iwagakure
Ah, Iwagakure. Lovely place to buy rare gems, rock candy, and nearly get robbed every ten minutes on the road to and from. Despite that tid bit of negativeness, I still truly hope to do business with them again someday. I just need to make sure my companions are ready for the trip before we go.
Kirigakure
Brutes, Brawlers, Psychos, Wackos, Monsters, Killers, the list just goes on and on and on when it comes to the people here! At least as far as rumors go to which after staying here a couple of times I honestly had to agree with at least one of titles on the list. Even so, there's a side of them that most people refuse recognize, and thus may be the root of the reason why they are so 'driven' to maintain a title that others have forced upon them.
I smell more research afoot… Or I could be wrong like I have soo many times before.
Konohagakure
My feelings and memories about this place are splintered at best since my initial unintended entrance into the village. Even so, it is the place that my mastered still had his eyes on, and thus by extension, I too kept a watchful eye on them as well. It is always the village where my sweet and sometimes confuse dear Ei-hime was born and raise. Or, should I say bound, but that is neither here nor there. All I know is this village is a place of many contradictions for me that I hope to avoid visiting directly if at all possible.
Sunagakure
The Motherland. Well, it is /in/ the motherland so I suppose… but I digress. Sunagakure, as much as I hate to say it and /maybe/ my judgement is a little askew due to certian kinsmen making it difficult to look at this village any differently; but as far as I'm concerned this village is the home of hypocrites and cowards in the sense that they keep too many of thier ambitions restrained.
Journal Entries
Dear New Parht-ner.. I have finally lost my mind. Isn't life grand? Well, to me it very much is so now, but I won't bore you with a philosophical debate about this that and the other. No, wait. Ah yes, mind lost. A tid bit. A SMIDGEN. I'll get it back eventually though so not to worry~ In the meantime, I guess I shall be filling your head aka. pages with random chatter and I guess. If I'm really feeling up to it later with back chatter on what I can remember.
Oh dear, I think I feel another attack comming on so I best be off for now. Tata…or was it tah tah? Bah!
I've recovered, but I have to make haste with this entry becase it may very well be my salvation when it comes to the "other" matter. However to start…to start I'll need to back track a ways back. A year ago, but i'll keep it short so no worries. Afterall, when time is of thealright I'm back with focus.. short detail are as followed:
- 1) I did as they asked, and have only met with partial success. There's still a few keys missing on that end so I won't record anything else just yet on that matter.
- 2) I've escaped death once more, and I guess I should be exalted about this. However I am not, on account of this magnificant scar ruining any chances of remaining low key. At least for the time being. As a side note I must marked down who is owed thei due for my…predictament: An Uchiha and a leafer medic…who by the way tasted pretty funny.
- 3) Enlisted the aid of an aburame to assist me in finding "them", but even now…no answer. I should be troubled by this and yet……overall irrilivant.
- 4) The list is in shambles and I can't hold coherence for much longer so I'll add this drop off note for next time: Takokujin, Mizu, Promises, Death, Prey. Outta time…
I don't remember the date. The days were…are a blur for me. Even so, at least I succeeded in sealing that part of me away finally. Metaphorically speaking by the way. Now that I have regained coherence I can get back to putting things back to order. However, as a reminder I shall leave the previous entries alone.
Now, in order of what I can recall since the voyage to the land of water it all started quite simply. Here I was sailing downstream on a log when I hear theses voices not to far away. Naturally I played to role of the cat, and well by the end of things I seemed to have winded up back in the river floating face down with severe burns along my face and back. At least according to the info I gathered from the nice gentleman at the leafers hospital. Good news was I got a few good taste samples to report back so the pain and humilation was certianly worthwhile. Next up is Another time journal. The others have returned from their meeting with the mizukage.
I'm sorry if this seems a little short, but things are moving steadily faster than antipated. To start, before we dispersed I managed to restore the "old lines" in kirigakure so /that/ should keep the elders off my so glorious behind for awhile. Although, considering the fact that I have to pay them a visit soon anyway may make my earlier proclamation moot. Whatever. It's pointless to bother myself further wih such nonsense, and instead set my sights on that litte detour in kumogakure. Time to hunt down a demon…
I want to start by saying how deeply sorry for having not written in you for months. So many things, so many changes, so many…experiences. To be honest I'm not too sure I'm up for it as I thought I would be. Good thing my clan don't exactlly train weaklings though, and because of that. Getting carried away, well more like running away from the truth. Boss man's body guard has died. I won't explain in detail of how I found out just incase other heads will roll, but I know for a fact that she is no longer of this world. I didn't don't understand it. I doubt I'll ever understand why that chasm in my heart grew when I heard the news.
I need to run away again for awhile dear journal so bear with it.
I am a fool rightly deserving the title of king of fools, but chances are even that was taken away. I made a promise to Yuki-chan the other day. One I don't intend to break, but I'm afraid that A promise is a promise. And I /will/ carry through with it. Now if only I could figure out what to do about Haruna-chama and Tsun-chan then I might actually make headway with somethng. Oh right, I never did mention this before but Tsun-chan is one of the reasons I ended up in leafer ville's hopital that one time. And yet strangely enough I hold no grudge against her. Go figure. But then again it might have something to do with that taste I got of her…
Even if they don't say it I can feel that my usefulness to them is wearing thin. I won't blame them if I end up replaced someday, but once that happens what can I do?
I know I can't walliow in it like Kuro-san, but still…sometimes life makes these types of thing just so easy. I'm gonna disappear for awhile again Journal-san. There's a lot things I need to understand before I feel that I can speak, well write freely even here. ;)
Fate is just as cruel as time, but at the same time just as funny. I ran into my anti-thesis again today. Or at least he's kinda like that to me, but who knows!? Nevertheless, all I do know that as long as things remain as they are that Sasaki and I shall remain bitter rivals. Of that I can attest too although he'd probably shrug it off. Heh. Almost forgot, it actually wasn't as long as 'd thought'd it be Journal-san.
I can feel it again. Gnawing at me. At the back of my head. Looking and devouring whatever it needs to just to get at me. But I won't allow it, I won't alow insanity of all things to beat me just yet. Not when there's still the many paths of lie to contemplate first. Having said that, I don't think it woud be wise for me to write anything else -again!- since i've once more made myself extremely depressed from it.
Journal Entry 10: I'm tired. I'm very…tired. Exhausted to the point of breaking, but…I can't let it show. Not now, not ever. Not while there's still energy in thi body no matter how minute. I should cave to insanity and boredoom. Let it consume like it has so many of my canibalistic cousins.
Who am I kidding!?! Really who!? All this pettiness is an eyesore and I can't…I /won't/ suffer through it any longer. Until I'm called on again I'll take a real journey. I'll find the peace I soooo deserve and keep it kindled no matter what tries to put it out. And onthat note, I shall make a mental note to stop snatching up those foreign books.
It’s been a very long, and arduous journey but overall… I’ve enjoyed it. I won’t get all sappy about there’s been good times and bad times or any of the other nonsense cause then it’d sound like this will be the last entry. Hmm, maybe it will in one way since what tomorrow may bring is unknown to me as it is to almost everyone. Except maybe the elders who sent me on this asinine -mission- in the first place. In any case, such ranting would only distract me from the main objective of writing this just. Incase by some miracle of forget everything, Now Ryoji-saaan~ for that is your name by the way, is that the first and foremost thing you must trust… is your instincts. Even if it tells you to jump off a cliff into a raging torrent. Trust it. Secondly, make sure NOT to lose this journal and to secret it in the same place the original had created to hide in the first place. I -know- it may be a bit uncomfortable, but bear with it, and you’ll do fine. With that you should do fine in this new life of yours, and it is my honest opinion that you do not read further unless you intend to sacrifice that “peace of mind”. The rest is, written if you will, outside of the language of the blind, so… well you should be able to figure out from there what you’d have to do, neh?
Now we are back to the main point of this particular entry, and that is to simply leave a reminder to look back on as to why I’ve done, or am doing, WHAT-EVER! Why I walk this new road. Because of the nature of bossman’s organization it is kinda hard finding stable members outside of the village, and so I’ve decided to take the initiative in this. This is however only to satisfy the conditions of the dream that I have shamefully allowed to go unfulfilled for so long. Not that I regret putting things off, but still… The information I have gathered, one involve the revival of certain samurai, what little there was to pry out from this so called ninja competition, tales I’m aptly researching at the moment about this verdant valley within the deserts of the land of wind of all places(!), and finally scant details regarding the whereabouts of Seal Masters -outside- the control of the great shin obi villages. I wonder though if somewhere else were to read this would they understand what I have in mind for all of this? One can only hope. Ja, I leave things here for now since there’s a few snags to detangle before anything can be guaranteed.
It's almost laughable how this idea didn't come to me sooner, but I guess it takes more than one encounter for a good one to solidfy. On that note I most definetly repay that oh so kind Okumo kid, and Abel-teme someday. For now though I will just say that these long locks of mine will be recieving quiet a work out in the future. Them, and of course my own body until the range and effectiveness of the banshee improves. A name change in the future perhaps will be inorder for these things. Always welcome in either case. AH, but speaking of welcome and payment I believe a certain suna-hime requires another visit in the future. I just hope I don't have to resort to the old lines to get back safefully.
Dear, whatever-once-decided-to-name you, One minor side note to start though is to make up another name for you WITHOUT having to look back at some I've my more boring/less entertaining entries. Now with that said I can go back to the original purpose of this entry which will start with this future warning. Avoid all who carry the Uchiha or Senju blood. Nothing personal of course, or at least not entirely personal, but regardless of those reasons it doesn't take away from the fact that those two group are headed towards t something I'll have to add to my next report back to the elders. Not that I have much of a choice now that they've decided to weigh me down with a so called 'assistant'… again. Only this time she, he, IT is way more persistant and discrete than even I could anticipate. Bothersome, but I may be able to turn these turn of events around somehow.
Maybe, If I can enlist the old man's help perhaps?…
I don't remember what todays date NOR shall I bother even attempting to record Day Zero. Sounded appropriate enough to call this day since it just so happens to coincide with what I'm about to disclose. Or at least, disclose what I know of the situation based on the readings I was able to pick up. Rai The main base is gone. I don't mean as in blown up, covered, etc etc.. I mean the place is literally gone, and no matter how much I tried to re-establish contact remotely with the senso little friends I can't seem to get connected. The fact that attempts to contact my employer have also failed has led me to believe that I am, for the lack of more eloquent words, out of job… Mostly anyways, but technically helping Yuki-chan find her sister(?) doesn't really count. Still, though I am in the proverbial sense unwilling to let sleeping tanuki lie I actually have to plan things out for once on how I should go about finding out what went wrong. Bothersome..
Day Three. Still no word back from that oh so loveable Shun, but considering how spread out the land of fire I can't be too suprised. I even considered momentarily forgoing my return to -THAT- place, but I can't avoid finding out more about the disconnection any longer. I shall note however to attempt to pick up something along the way though albiet I doubt it'd be enough to appease dear old Atsuko-sama.
Very Doubtful…
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Day Six. I've finally arrived in Sunagakure, but it seems it will take more time for any of my kinsman to contact me through the usual means. It is a pity for them too because I've decided to try and follow-up on Koudo's 'advice' about joining Sunagakure. Mostly for ze monies of course, but also I wa I'll leave out the other reason out for now. On another note Shun still hasn't reported in yet which is starting to annoy me. A little bit anyways.
Maybe I should look into gaining a replacement soon?
Day Nine. Nothing much to report today except Shun's return with rather grave news. No, to confirm what I already suspected was the case when things went dark in that sector, and now I find myself at somewhat of a cross roads as to what I should honestly do next. After all I must admit with the disappearance of my master I… The current plans will not assuage me for long, but it will have to do now that the other is gone. Only for now I hope in anycase.
On a somewhat unrelated note I have also finally reunited with Tessen-san barely an hour after recieving this news. And while I was certianly primed and ready to start 'interrogating' him about what happened, another individual being present left we but little choice except to forgo deeper digging until a later date. Much later perhaps with Tessen's disappearance from the Land of Wind so quickly..
Day Ten. I'm not too sure which is the cause (ie. The attack on Sunagakure by zombies I think? Or the war between Kiri and Konoha that started up TWICE!) or maybe some other factor that I might've overlooked. But whatever the case may be, I can't help but think my oh so loveable Sunagakure has truly fallen on some hard times to actually allow ME of all people to get so far into the enlistment program. Because I mean really, don't they have /anything/ at all on my previous exploits/involvement with smexy-sama? Actually now that I've written this out, I think I've figured out who might be stone walling them in that regards. In which CASE! They've only proven they can't deny my connection to them! |)
But I digress my dear Journal-chama~ Because aside from my success in the bit of minor background submission and, at least in my own honest opinion, not doing too bad in the physical part of the examination. I now have to wait awhile before my next test begins. To which quite frankly I find it wierd, but at the same time it makes completely sense if their gonna dig up more about the caninidates. How lovely.
Day 21. Shippodoku Keiji, Onryou MAikeru, and the Steel Man. They do not know this yet, but I have truly fallen in love with them~
Sorta, anyways. :P For if not for those two, I, Wakahisa Ryoji, the man of the people, would've surely followed into the same type of complaincency as my blasted next of kin by ten! Sadly, after more extensive research into the former, while still a potential caninidate, I was forced to let that one slip through my grasp for the time being to stew for a while longer. Afterall, every seed sow, no matter how much nurturing is given, most ulitamely dig there heads out of the dirt of lies on their own to blossom and spread more of thier kind. Maikeru on the otherhand is just too much like me. Enough said. And don't even get me started on Steel Man-senpai!
Okay you've convinced me, I'm gonna get started on that one too! If he hadn't of gone off galavanting around I've decided its best to just end this entry here because I can feel it again, clawing its way in again. Bothersome thing.
Day 23? As usual a keliedoscope of things prompted me to check the roads ahead for the sake of traveling -without- causing trouble. To that end I even went as far as to the stir up the last vestige of energy I left in one of my probes back in Konoha to get a glimpse into what was in store for me. Well, me and Od-Steel-kun.
No matter how much I try to analyze or ignore what I saw within the first, well technically only few minutes I had left to scan the area, still haunts me even as I write. I was even for a time certian that my probe had been discovered and what I saw was merely a trap meant to leave my mind frozen in place while they sent their hunters to pick me up. But then the question is prompted, why bother? In anycase, I shall do my uptmost to suppress what I saw since it is appearantly bad for my heart. Darn thing keeps fluttering and skipping whenever I think back for to long on the image!
I have gone mad dear journal-san. I have gone mad and I no longer care anymore after what I have confirmed today. And while I am tempted to simply rant like usual to dissuade any onlookers or what have you from making any real heads or tails of this particular entry, this Iga finds himself unable to put for any real effort at the moment.
No, that is incorrect. However, I dare not waste another moment delaying the point of interest.
I do not understand what twisted kami, what madness drove me, who in some past life was offended by yours truly to bring about the confirmation of the vision of bea last. What I do understand however that I am afraid now. Afraid of the decision I made in so casually offering my services, specifically as a teacher, to one Fujiwara, Ei. With further study following a rather ordinary (yes, I actually did use the word ordinary) chance meeting on my way to some lake (I think it was called Kawaguchi or something truth be told?) for a relaxing day of fishing; admittedly, along with a few other things roaming the back of my mind for a purpose as well for that particular area. But I digress… Following this meeting I of course strove to gather as much intell as possible upon her for the sake of teaching, trimming, and… tormenting. However, despite sating myself enough to undertake the more direct approach in learning more when we were to meet next, my fear did not abade as I thought it would. If anything it grew much like the confusion I felt as to why my heart and mind was so determined to undermine my foundation for dealing with reality. With my past.
The realization made my fear grow, and the mask I had so painstakenly crafted and consequently due to years of wearing it forgotten about, become more painful to wear without chipping the design away.
Just what is this curse?
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