[Okami Tadaomi]

Much to his dismay, Tadaomi found himself not within his clan compound's walls, but with his feet firmly planted on the docks of Tsuruoka. It wasn't as bad as it could have been, he could've come to do this mission without his feline friend Daisuke, but with the turbulent matters going on within the Nekomata he wished he could have remained in Iwagakure. There wasn't much he could do about it, however. The interloper was a part of Iwagakure's shinobi forces and he wasn't going to risk sparking conflict between the Nekomata and Iwagakure.

As Tadaomi waited for the ship sailing in to dock, he realized that this might've been a blessing after all. Being away from the village would give him some time to think things over, and the person he was meeting here was someone he would classify on the more pleasant side. When he had met Ikari he thought she was a bit.. strange, but interesting at the very least. His visit to Kirigakure had been on the more casual side, but her coming here was certainly business, which was ironic considering Tsuruoka was Tsuchi no Kuni's den of casinos and various other forms of under-the-table entertainment.

The ship bearing Kirigakure's insignia finally slid into its proper place, Mist sailors immediately working to tie the ship down and unload their heavy cargo. Tadaomi remained vigilant as he stood on the dock, eyes scanning the deck of the ship to see if he could spot a familiar blonde head.

((Kyōbōna Ikari))

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Mission Details:

There is a suspected Kirigakure deserter in the Port City of Tsuruoka in Tsuchi no Kuni. Sourei Shinji was assigned to a mission in the area, but has yet to report back to Kirigakure. Tadaomi is to be an Iwagakure representative and guide to Ikari in finding out what has happened to Shinji, and then capturing/killing him if he refuses to return to Mizu no Kuni.

[Kyōbōna Ikari]

Ikari wasn't the most thoughtful person in the world, she often spent a lot of her life head empty. She preferred a position of blissful ignorance, as her role often put her in front of the cold truth. A world of violence used to obtain a sense of obedience, through that obedience a sort of stability instills health. She could though also take pride in her journey overcoming one great challenge or another. This time she'd be out in allied lands to exterminate a likely deserter, if they're lucky she's coming to their rescue. Otherwise her hands weren't the ones most wanted to meet when it came to judgements delivery.

The possible offender and traitor in these lands, he was someone of the Sourei clan. She'd gotten some insight on this clan from her father, as they'd likely be a challenger in her future pursuit of the title greatest swordswomen of the seven mist. There physical attacks had a chance to completely not work, it wasn't something she wanted to risk. She, no they'd likely need to focus on elemental techniques. Who'd she get told would be meeting her, had she even been told? Her thought couldn't linger on aid though, if she wasn't cautious they could be an obstacle too. No reason to count on anyone but herself. She'd learn that the hard way more than once.

Her trip was coming to an end and sitting in an indecisive loss of though needed to end. She'd rise from a crate on the top of the ships deck, her top was the armor she adorned, her headband around her neck and then two bands over her shoulder holding up a flat backpack of sorts. It'd carry her absurd 'sword', as well as her supplies including hammers and hatchets weirdly enough. Her skirt wasn't very long and an extra skirt of armor pads basically hung lower. Her feet were on two shinobi sandals raising her height a solid two inches. She'd rush off the boat hopping onto the dock before it was barely done being tied down.

She'd look down the dock expecting her escort to be ready. She didn't feel early by any standard, especially for how far a travel they'd been on. Her eyes would widen with a slight gleam as she'd grin at the Nekomata. "Ayyy! I know you~! You don't get seasick on docks though right?" Ikari would walk towards the rather formal individual she'd met prior. He seemed like a good enough person, but she wasn't sure he'd mesh with her humor. She however wasn't the type to hold her tongue, so as she approached she'd stop midway to pose her question. As though worried he might just projectile vomit on her. All though a bit over dramatized to make it clear she was joking.

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Blunt Style
Ikari's prime focus and training has been towards her Bukijutsu, the last seven years especially towards her new weapon. Due to this she shows a rather advanced level of skill in wielding her blade, but consequently lacks much ability elsewhere. Her father having a very similar crutch though, proving the styles value at least to those who've worked with her father. It's one of the few reasons she's allowed to be one of the swordsmen. That and her father's wishes.

Berserker Mk.2
Ikari has no clan bloodline, but takes after her fathers strange style, known as the berserker style, a style which focuses on heavy attacks fueled by rage. Through practiced hate and anguish the user has mastered a state of almost enhanced chakra control, which means greater performance of all of her techniques. Certain techniques even requiring her rage, but almost all physical ones boosted by her elevated rage. This strange utilization of chakra training also allows her to cast her Kai without handsigns, but instead with enhanced rage!

Mist Hunter-Nin
Ikari constantly being in her homeland, both for training and missions, she'd grown used to the obscurity of the mist. Her initial training with her father included tag along on hunter-nin missions, she'd gotten early knowledge and sense for mist tracking. To rely on the sounds around one as well as to muffle ones own, her learning of the hidden mist technique only helping her practice in it. After all this time in the mist Ikari has became very capable of tracking an opponent through it, as well as making herself a touch harder to be found in it.

Mighty Helmet Splitter
Ikari sticks to combat which requires great strength, a strength she mastered with rage. However with each additional use and every day the hammer and axe on her has increased her strength. Ikari is now without the adrenaline and power of rage still typically stronger than the average shinobi. With relative ease Ikari swings her massive weapons, she also can more definitively deliver the destroying blows her weapon is legended.

Words. -- Tags Okami Tadaomi Notes. Enter Player 2~!

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[Okami Tadaomi]

It wasn't long before Tadaomi spotted the familiar face he had been looking for, his eyebrows raising in recognition though that expression quickly became mild exasperation mixed with just a hint of amusement as Ikari landed beside him and opened with one of the most informal greetings he had experienced to day.

"Yes, and I know you, Kyobona Ikari. I... do not get seasick on docks as they do not move unnaturally beneath my feet."

Tadaomi also noted the way she feigned being afraid that he might heave on her, to which he gestured dismissively.

"As long as my feet are planted solidly, you won't have to worry about me regurgitating. Or will you?"

His tone was as serious and straight forward as ever, but it was still an attempt at humor to match hers. Ikari was a guest here in Tsuchi no Kuni and he would do his best to accommodate her, even if it was for unnecessary and impractical things. A slight meow resounded from their feet as Daisuke made his presence doubly known, prompting Tadaomi to gesture to his feline friend.

"And you remember Daisuke as well. Is there anything else you need to do for the ship? If not, I imagine you'd like to get right to work. Tsuruoka is quite the large city and the sooner we begin our search for your missing-nin the less likely it is he will catch wind of your presence here."

Provided Ikari was ready to move along, Tadaomi would begin leading the way into the city proper, moving at a brisk pace but making sure he didn't lose Ikari in the crowd.

"I understand you're looking for a Sourei, though I know little about the specifics of your target and his clan abilities. Are you at liberty to divulge that information or is it classified?"

Tadaomi knew quite well that his role in this mission was to be the Tsuchi no Kuni's representative, a liaison really, and there was a good chance that Kirigakure didn't want too much about this criminal to be available to those outside of Mizu no Kuni, even if Iwagakure was one of its allies.

"And I understand that circumstances will vary, but there is the potential for this to be a multi-day hunt? Have you already made reservations for a place to stay here or will you need assistance with that?"

[Kyōbōna Ikari]

The chuunin wasn't in fact worried about the other throwing up, so when he'd interject the worry he might still regurgitate as he put it. The blonde would once again shifty dramatically away with a concerned look. He spoke it so seriously too she was a bit thrown back. He'd just reassured her and she knew that people didn't just get sick seeing the sea. "Well for your safety I hope you don't." Ikari would reply with a nervous grin, as she'd poorly excuse any slight violent outbursts. She could tell or at least hope that he was just messing with her for messing with him. If not he was warned.

"I'd never forget a cool cat like you Daisuke." The Chuunin would reply though seemingly more so to the gestured cat. She'd kneel down a moment to pet the top of the felines head. As Tadaomi had more to say, her delivered pets ceasing as he'd finish the pseudo introduction. "Nope, I'm the ships cargo this journey not it's crew. And you're right we should get straight to business, though..." She'd rethink the discretion of her appearance and with a hand seal, give herself a small poof with transformation technique. Nothing drastically changed other than her outfit, which now looked like a more leisurely kimono, it's color scheme matching what seemed popular around without clashing with her blonde hair or red eyes.

She'd give herself a once over, before returning her attention to Tadaomi. "How do I look?" The mist shinobi asked with a swift spin, to allow the full new look to show off. "Discrete right?" She'd ask allowing the local to lead her off into this big city, it was by no means the largest she'd visited. It was possibly one of the more calm cities though. The atmosphere was very laid back, so hopefully their target was too indulged to see them sneaking up. Shortly into their trip into the city, Tadaomi would ask a rather important question. The request of her to relinquish possibly village confidential information. Even if it made sense for the mission it was probably a bit taboo for a Hunter-nin.

"Hmmm... I should be able to give you a run down on our missing nin's file, but the secrets and my counter knowledge of them..." She'd be willing to give whatever information she could. Things like the targets appearance, their specific specializations and any knowledge of elements or abilities. However the specifics on their position, as well as clan 'secrets' seemed off limits. Though knowing could save Tadaomi's life, so she'd pensively consider. "Well I might have to be more reactionary on that... Do you know anything already on them?" She'd add on a final note prying the Nekomata's own knowledge, perhaps she could confirm something or clarify a point without thwarting her village.

"I'd made no reservations, so your aid would be appreciated. Do you come out here often?" The chuunin would ask curiously. The fact he was possibly offering the aid implied he had some expertise, so she wondered had she coincidentally met the perfect person for this mission prior. Or was this really just a complete work of fate, it was quite nice to know the guide though. She didn't have to awkwardly question if this was or wasn't the person she was intended on meeting. Her target could of expected her arrival and setup a trap with anyone unknown Iwagakure face after all. She certainly wasn't a censor to find out.

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Blunt Style
Ikari's prime focus and training has been towards her Bukijutsu, the last seven years especially towards her new weapon. Due to this she shows a rather advanced level of skill in wielding her blade, but consequently lacks much ability elsewhere. Her father having a very similar crutch though, proving the styles value at least to those who've worked with her father. It's one of the few reasons she's allowed to be one of the swordsmen. That and her father's wishes.

Berserker Mk.2
Ikari has no clan bloodline, but takes after her fathers strange style, known as the berserker style, a style which focuses on heavy attacks fueled by rage. Through practiced hate and anguish the user has mastered a state of almost enhanced chakra control, which means greater performance of all of her techniques. Certain techniques even requiring her rage, but almost all physical ones boosted by her elevated rage. This strange utilization of chakra training also allows her to cast her Kai without handsigns, but instead with enhanced rage!

Mist Hunter-Nin
Ikari constantly being in her homeland, both for training and missions, she'd grown used to the obscurity of the mist. Her initial training with her father included tag along on hunter-nin missions, she'd gotten early knowledge and sense for mist tracking. To rely on the sounds around one as well as to muffle ones own, her learning of the hidden mist technique only helping her practice in it. After all this time in the mist Ikari has became very capable of tracking an opponent through it, as well as making herself a touch harder to be found in it.

Mighty Helmet Splitter
Ikari sticks to combat which requires great strength, a strength she mastered with rage. However with each additional use and every day the hammer and axe on her has increased her strength. Ikari is now without the adrenaline and power of rage still typically stronger than the average shinobi. With relative ease Ikari swings her massive weapons, she also can more definitively deliver the destroying blows her weapon is legended.

Words. -- Tags Okami Tadaomi Notes. Enter Player 2~!

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[Okami Tadaomi]

Tadaomi raised an eyebrow when Ikari altered her appearance, but otherwise didn't comment immediately upon it. He would attempt to initiate a walk and talk with the blonde woman, though he'd remain stationary if Ikari wished to remain still.

"I suppose it's discreet enough for this city. We'll certainly see stranger attire during our time here in Tsuruoka."

Tadaomi nodded as Ikari implied that she'd be able to give the basics of her target, but would be more conservative with what she shared of his abilities. That was a fair proposition, he understood why clans tended to want to keep the full extent of their abilities truly secretive.

"I... do know that he is from Kirigakure and the Sourei clan and... their abilities involve becoming harder? Perhaps some sort of doton transformation? I imagine our ANBU operatives would know more but I am of the rank and file shinobi and it's not really by business to know much more than that."

The Nekomata male shared what he knew about their target with an indifferent tone, not really quite concerned with his lack of information. He was content to let Ikari hold onto all the important data while he simply did his duty as her guide to Tsuruoka. And of course he would appreciate if Ikari held the same attitude towards attempting to learn the ins and outs of his own clan's abilities.

"I do not come here often, though I have been here multiple times before. I have an establishment in mind and will take us there now."

As Tadaomi led Daisuke and Ikari deeper into the heart of the city, the nature of Tsuruoka became much more apparent. Important harbor structures gave way to casinos and bars and other types of less-than-reputable establishments. There was still daylight in the air, but the sun was soon to begin dipping behind the horizon, and some of the city's signature red lanterns began to be lit and hung to advertise more vulgar services.

The Nekomata led the way past much of those things, finding a more secluded block but still well within the heart of the Tsuroka's business district. He slid the door open to a smaller building, clearly a family owned ryokan and approached the counter. The woman behind immediately came to attention as the trio entered, eyeing Tadaomi's weapon and armor suspiciously at first but relaxing as he presented his Iwagakure insignia and a number of coins and bills.

"I'd like lodging for 2 and a cat. For... 3 nights, for now. Preferably your most private room."

The woman nodded before marking a few things down in a ledger, politely putting the pen down before leading the way down to a hall to the side. She led them all the way to the end of the hall and slid open the door to reveal a moderately sized, tatami-floored room. There were another two sliding doors that any person would recognize would lead to a closet containing futons with the other leading to a small patio area for the residents to enjoy.

"Thank you. Can you please bring us some hot green tea in... half an hour?"

"Of course, please enjoy your stay and feel free to let me know if you need anything at all."

Tadaomi waited until their hostess was well out of earshot before he settled in, removing his pieces of armor while speaking softly to Ikari.

"I hope you do not mind sharing a room, but this is much more convenient than having two separate rooms. This is a discreet location that will serve as a decent enough base of operations for the duration of our search for your Sourei Shinji. Have you eaten dinner, or shall I have something brought to us?"

[Kyōbōna Ikari]

Without being an ANBU of his village, the Nekomata knew enough to give Ikari something to roughly workoff. A grin and thumbs up to his words, as she'd quickly reply to the sentiment of them becoming harder. "Yeah, they get harder or like the opposite. I-uh,... shouldn't elaborate. Hehe! I'm sure you'll pick up on it quickly." Ikari would explain her boisterous and open self quickly giving her present comrade a hearty pat on the back. The force of the blonde was quite the powerful one, but her energy at the present was so carefree. It would be hard to believe how true to her namesake she was in this moment. Perhaps the energy of the city was contageous.

Talking too much publicly on the issue risked them blowing their cover. Or drawing attention of those who might take the information elsewhere. It was good that it didn't seem necessary to linger on that information, Ikari's focus could be at her surroundings. A single familiar face in her constant mental scan, she didn't always seem it, but she was quite honed to her task. Eager for the engagement. "Ah, so an all work no play type, hehe." She'd remark at the males response to not coming to the city often. There wasn't a response he'd give that she wouldn't of had a teasing response loaded up. She was a strangely controversial person, she just enjoyed fanning the flames. A heat steadily driving her fury.

Ikari wouldn't be phased by the changing scene. Instead she'd just keep her bright grin, as her red gaze slowly scanned the crowd. She didn't expect Tadaomi to regale stories to her, but she did feel a touch disappointed he hadn't wanted to ask anything. Perhaps he found her boring or unintelligent. A momentary glance to the Iwagakure shinobi, but as she'd consider the thought. She'd remind herself, he's probably focused on the mission too. Her focus could be solely on finding the criminal, if his focus was watching out for everything else. Perfect.

As a hunter-nin Ikari was privileged to decent intel and had very good understanding of the red lights. The places they past were a marvel to some, but she didn't enjoy anything past the drinks and food. Perhaps the brawls in between, but that was no city given. If anything people would be far too calm here, subdued by their lust and stripped of their love. It was no surprise to see anything they did in passing, but there was a part of Ikari absolutely relieved they'd passed all of it in entering the abode where they'd stay. Three days? Such little faith, but maybe it was just a greater understanding of the villages in and outs. A city like this probably had a lot of places harder to look in than most. Places with less shinobi control.

However once they'd been lead to the room and Tadaomi ordered tea, it was quite clear the first initiative wasn't to hunt. "Heh, maybe I've miss judged you." Ikari would lament, as she'd let down her disguise and join the shinobi to tea and supper? What a cute little arrangement. "I don't mind sharing a room and no, my cruise was all business and no leisure. It's been a rations diet most the journey, so a good meal might really be in order." The chuunin stated as she'd pat her stomach and eagerly await to hear what delicious dish this place had to offer them.

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Blunt Style
Ikari's prime focus and training has been towards her Bukijutsu, the last seven years especially towards her new weapon. Due to this she shows a rather advanced level of skill in wielding her blade, but consequently lacks much ability elsewhere. Her father having a very similar crutch though, proving the styles value at least to those who've worked with her father. It's one of the few reasons she's allowed to be one of the swordsmen. That and her father's wishes.

Berserker Mk.2
Ikari has no clan bloodline, but takes after her fathers strange style, known as the berserker style, a style which focuses on heavy attacks fueled by rage. Through practiced hate and anguish the user has mastered a state of almost enhanced chakra control, which means greater performance of all of her techniques. Certain techniques even requiring her rage, but almost all physical ones boosted by her elevated rage. This strange utilization of chakra training also allows her to cast her Kai without handsigns, but instead with enhanced rage!

Mist Hunter-Nin
Ikari constantly being in her homeland, both for training and missions, she'd grown used to the obscurity of the mist. Her initial training with her father included tag along on hunter-nin missions, she'd gotten early knowledge and sense for mist tracking. To rely on the sounds around one as well as to muffle ones own, her learning of the hidden mist technique only helping her practice in it. After all this time in the mist Ikari has became very capable of tracking an opponent through it, as well as making herself a touch harder to be found in it.

Mighty Helmet Splitter
Ikari sticks to combat which requires great strength, a strength she mastered with rage. However with each additional use and every day the hammer and axe on her has increased her strength. Ikari is now without the adrenaline and power of rage still typically stronger than the average shinobi. With relative ease Ikari swings her massive weapons, she also can more definitively deliver the destroying blows her weapon is legended.

Words. -- Tags Okami Tadaomi Notes. Enter Player 2~!

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