Blood In Blood Out (Crimson and Riken Only)

Roko

After crossing through the packed streets of Sungakure no Sato, the boy had finally found his way to the city gates, which was guarded by two patrolmen, both of them were probably of Jounin rank. Zaara thought about this for a brief moment, then blew it out of mind, as he continued to press forward, the clear vial swaying on his back, holding the remains of his clan...so he thought. A few weeks ago, the people that lay in his vial of blood spoke to him, telling him about the one other living relative that he had. Shinku. Intrigued by this visit from what he now calls, 'The Shiraku Council', the boy has now set fourth, looking for the long gone relative, and maybe a few more hints to his foul bloodline. Moving drunkenly, Zaara entered the desert, as the sun beamed on his face, making his pale skin turn a darker red. Drawing in breath, the boy exhaled deeply, as he continued to march threw the dry sands of the desert. Even though he didn't even know why he was out there, he did know that something was bound to happen in the relentless sun of the desert. Jerking his head around for a moment, Zaara examined where he came from, now seeing that it was a couple of kilometers back, this was sufficient enough, as this is where he would meet with his remaining family member. Or atleast the only one who had a body, and form, and couldn't be swayed by a slight breeze.

Stopping in his tracks, the young Suna shinobi plopped down, sitting in the warm sands, as his dark eyes stared towards the horizon. In his mind he thought, "Blood for blood...Shinku will come, when he knows Zaara is out here. Zaara must wait till his elder comes...he will know, Zaara is sure." Blinking slowly, the boy continued to stare off into the open dunes, as a voice whispered in his ear from the wind. It was hardly inaubile, but he got the just of it. The question was, is the voice real? He had always been a little insane, but that was just from years of strange breeding, in his family. Sighing heavily, the boy leaned back in the sand, and waited, just waited. His eyes were wide open, and the sun was bouncing off the kanji that was marked on his head. It read 'hate', for Zaara hated almost everyone who seemed as if they didn't serve a purpose. He knew his job in life, did they know theres? Any other relative's of the Shiraku clan were also welcome, they would know that he needs them.

OOC: Kinda weak, I tried though
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The Crimson Raven · Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 1:06 pm Post subject:

OOC: And so your bigger brothers arrive.

IC: Something fluttered behind the young Shiraku; whipping about like a flag in the desert's winds. It's shadow curled over his face as he lay there, unaware. The long shadow lend down the rim of this dune, to some shape and large protruding from the sands of ancient, storm swept Suna. Further still up the bleach white column cat a silhouette against the pulsing sun. Black as the desert's night; two yellow eyes piercing the dark scarf, high collar and poncho that all causes that flicking shadow that moved across the shifting ground below.

The voices would grow far more restless; and then quite, then silent. Unified in their purpose. They spoke to Zaara from within his mind and from this form atop the pillar of bone that had appeared from nowhere. "Shiraku counsel are we? NO... little brother. wEee are all something more. " A wet sound of flesh stretching was loud as that toothful grin was widened to a show off size.
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Riken · Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 3:38 pm Post subject:

OOC: I may not be able to post as much as I like, so you can go ahead if I take too long

IC: Riken set out into the desert from Suna's palace, where the Silent Reality intruders had just left.
Still thinking quite a bit about his encounter with them, his only thought was that he must become stronger in his bloodline, so if by chance, he meets one of them alone, he will quite possibly have a fresh, strong corpse to consume.

He was out in the desert, wind and sand blowing into his face, while ahead he saw two figures. With squinted eyes he could see very little still. Riken approached the two, still keeping his distance until he could identify them, "Hello, who are you two?" He said loudly through the slight wind.
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Roko · Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 11:41 am Post subject:

After waiting mere minutes in the relentless desert, the wind pushed in the entity known as Shinku, the brother of Zaara. Pushing himself up from the desert floor, the boy eyed Shinku with an emotionless face, as he once Sand shinobi showed his respect, by introducing who he was, even if he didn't give a name. For a split second, Zaara wondered if it was really his older brother or a person using henge, but this was pushed out of his mind, when the man used the word 'we' to describe himself, for he was only one being. This slight insanity had ran through there blood, but it never hindered there abilities, all the Shiraku, living and dead, still had a sharp mind. Blinking slowly, Zaara brought his hand up slowly, and slicked back is jet black hair, as he spoke in a near whisper to his brother, "Zaara knew you would come back...brother always came, when Zaara had a problem..." His voice trailed off, as another man appeared in front of him. Crossing his arms sternly, the Sand shinobi looked the new comer full in the face, and realized who he was in an instant. Riken...a Jounin of the Sand. His name held some weight in the village, as he was a protector of it. And to cap things off, he was also a Kaguya, the manipulators of bones, and a close relative to the remaining living Shiraku.

Not flustered by the new arrival, the boy took several steps back, so that he could examine everyone that had just entered the area. Riken, though not really expected, had come probably not of his own will, but because he could sense the urgency of Zaara's voiceless call. The boy knew all Shiraku would hear it, but to extend to Kaguya's was astounding to him, but it never showed in his face. Finally after eying the pair for a few seconds, the boy spoke as loud as he could (which isn't very loud) and said in a firm voice, "Brother, and cousin, Zaara has called you hear today to ask you both favors. As you are both well aware of, both of our clans have been wiped out to near nothingness....but without clans, how can one learn? Since our blood heritage to the Kaguya clan is so close, I have finally come to the conclusion that learning there jutsu is not out of Zaara's reach, and can be grasped. But first, I must learn the secrets of the Shiraku...secrets that only Zaara's brother Shinku can tell me of." Completing his statements, the boy crossed his arms again, and waited for either of the two to speak up with there thoughts.
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The Crimson Raven · Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 6:45 am Post subject:

The yellow eyes flexed, surprised to see that the Kaguya would have come. Would have heard the voice. Shiraku turn it's head at Zaara. "What you seek is already in your blood. All those touched by Shiraku will learn as Shiraku. You seek the memories to use it. There is but one place. But neither of you shall enter that place." It swayed it's head from side to side, then look directly at Riken. " Prove to us you are not meat. Then only will you have the bodies recall and wisdom of bones. "

It jumped from the perch of bones it had created, the pillar sinking into the sands like a wounded ship. Shiraku landed on all fours, taking a long moment to straighten itself back up and turn around to look at it's distant relatives. "Prove to us like predator and prey. "
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Riken · Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 10:28 am Post subject:

OOC: Not sure I understand, i am tired though ...

IC: Riken listened to the one who spoke as though he were two, he remineded him of the Suna shinobi he had befriended as a genin years ago. Riken quickly made the destinction, there are few who can manipulate blood and flesh, his comrade being the only Riken knew of until this new arrival.

"Hello, Shiraku, has it really been so long that you don't remember me?" Riken says, recalling the memories of Shiraku, Megume, and himself fighting in in a war with Oto.

Riken took in what he said, "prove myself?" He laughed, but looked directly into Shiraku's eyes, "tempting..."
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Roko · Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2008 7:33 am Post subject:

Moving between the two, Zaara eyed both, as he listened to what both of his family had to say. The boys eyes narrowed, as his sights were now set on Shinku, for he was now the one who was denying his brother is own bloodline heritage. His face was still relaxed, but a storm was rippling through Zaara's body, as he clenched his fist, and continued to stare at the yellow eyed fiend, known as his brother. The large clear vial began to rattle a little bit, as the cork to it, popped off with a small noise. Taking in breath, the young Sand shinobi looked his brother in the eyes, as he bellowed, "You cannot deny Zaara what should be his....actions must be taken so that every living member of the Shiraku clan knows where they come from, and why there here. Without this...Zaara and others cannot truly release there bloodline, like Shinku has. But I will say this...you will take Zaara to his place of heritage, and Zaara will learn the secrets of his blood, weather you like it or not.... The contents of the gourd began to spill out, as the ruby liquid encompassed the fourteen year old boy. Without warning, the blood lashed out at Shinku, as a large hand, with sharp nails, formed from the once shapeless crimson liquid. This was the first strike, and the boy did not want to do it. But deep in his head and heart, he knew that it had to be done, in order to prove himself to his older brother.
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