[Yusuke Sarutobi]

The crowded streets of Konohogakure were familiar to Yusuke as he moved from shop to shop. It was supply day for the tavern, and he had a massive backpack strapped to him as he walked through the streets. Usually it would be filled with stone or rock, a part of his training, but today it was empty. The breast pocket of his flak jacket bulged from the roll of ryo he had in it. Tips from the tavern, and a good cut of his wages would be spent today.



Shopkeepers greeted him as he came in, picking up vegetables, fruits, cheeses, and meats. Cleaning supplies were purchased, carefully wrapped and covered to avoid leaking. Kegs were ordered and crates of liquor bought, and deliveries scheduled. After a few short hours he found his pack full, and his pocket mostly empty. He was barely breaking even with the bar, and without his shinobi income to supplement losses he would have probably had to shut down, but he loved the place.



He stopped on the somewhat crowded street, shifting to a small alcove where he would be out of the flow of foot traffic. He pulled out his flask from his flak jacket and the list he had written. With a quick twist he uncapped the container and took a swig of the sweet whiskey inside as he double check to ensure he had everything he needed.

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[Arimura Kasumi]

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my heart beats in patters to a broken sound

i'm a free animal, free animal

Curious was likely what most people thought when they saw the Sage pass them by. Curious in that the blue skinned, flame haired woman wandered the streets with a faint blue glow to her tattoos and wore no shoes. She didn't dress like a Villager nor did she dress like a shinobi. Robes were her attire, if one could call them that for how little they covered of her body, they were the finest silk one could buy, engraved delicately. The hood pulled around her locks kept her glossy orange from running away in the mid afternoon wind. The red diamond emblazoned above her kohl lined red eyes sat twinkling in the sun. But pert, round lips that were painted a light pastel purple had a quirking pout upon them. 

Kasumi was lost. Entirely oblivious as the woman wandered the streets with seemingly no objective or direction. Did she seem frustrated? Hardly. Apart from the quirk in her lips, the woman seemed... well... ethereal. She could very well have been a phantom of the summer sun, causing a mirage. Except she wasn't.. because so distracted with her own thoughts and finding her own way, Kasumi stepped absentmindedly on the toes of villagers who stopped to watch her pass. Small yelps and 'heys' did little to deter her as she continued watching the sky as she wandered past various stalls.

Such so that when she walked slap bang into a heavily clad man carrying almost five years of provisions, she didn't even stop. Either she'd keep walking with her head up in the air watching something and push the man out of the way, or he'd move for her. Either way she didn't seem offended... or bothered!

Would the taller man chase her down or let her go? For certainly until someone asked her where she was off to would she stop and perhaps pay attention...

[Yusuke Sarutobi]

Yusuke stashed the flask back into his jacket as he looked over the list, mentally ticking off items he had obtained.

”Tomatoes, check, onions, check, carrots, che-" He would think before suddenly being nearly knocked off his feet.

He let out a little huff of surprise as the woman who impacted him continued to head down the street. The giant backpack puled at him, attempting to drag him to the ground, but he was able to quickly adjust and keep himself vertical.

His eyes following the progression of the woman he noticed pale blue skin, blazing red hair peeking out from the raised hood, and curves that seemed to entice, the woman’s robes somehow accentuating her figure. He began a brisk walk and caught up to her, passing her before looking back.

Her head was raised as she looked up into the sky, and between the features he had already noticed, and the woman’s face Yusuke felt the strangest tingle run through him. It was like seeing something that was vaguely human, but whose beauty and poise were of another variety. Back when he traveled with the circus, he had heard stories of spirits, gorgeous women who would appear at night and tempt men into the mists with their perfection before consuming them. Maybe they were not just stories.

Hey there.” he would say, stopping slightly before her and offering a pleasant smile.

”Out for a walk or looking for something? he would ask, tilting his own head back to look up into the sky above.

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[Arimura Kasumi]

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my heart beats in patters to a broken sound

i'm a free animal, free animal

The woman didn't even notice that she had walked straight into, and by, Yusuke. For her lithe frame she packed a sturdy punch, even passively, so much so that several other villagers who got in Kasumi's idling wander would hit the deck. It would take until Yusuke spoke for Kasumi's red, reptilian eyes to look down at the blonde haired man. And when she stared, it wasn't simply an inquisitive stare, it would be a stare that seemed to pierce into the soul of the blonde. Not that she intended it, but it was simply her way - as alluring and mystifying as her form was so too was her gaze piercing and otherworldy. 

It took the Sage a moment or two to actually acknowledge Yusuke's question. Was she out for a walk? Well. She was walking and she was out, if that was what was meant by out for a walk. But the Villagers had strange colloquialisms for certain things... was she out for a stroll? Not precisely. She was on an errand, it was why she was dressed... well, not like a wilding but like the Sage she was. Usually her appearance in the wilds would be stellar opposite, still pretty but less... elegant. Certainly her hair usually would have been tatty and covered in creatures living in her hair, her feet would be dirty.  Today, though, even though she wore no shoes her feet were defying the laws of nature and squeaky clean, toenails painted a dark purple colour that matched her lips. 

And so her mind came back to 'was she out for a walk'. Well. Not quite. 

"I'm following the birds," Kasumi eventually said after the world's longest pause, her voice purred like satin and had an oddly calming tone to it, if not outright quirky. Like her appearance, it didn't betray her age. 

"If you follow them for long enough, they guide you to where your path ends."

Who said talking to a Sage was easy?