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The frozen tundra was the exact opposite of what Hiroaki enjoyed. Of course: he hated the Sun and its rays just as equally, but never had he needed to buy clothing as appropriately to go and enjoy the marvel of the Chunin Exams in Byakuya. Hiroaki had come here with none other than Unit 294 as a part of their agreement, and so he was a laxless 'puppet' by his side. A familiar. Hiroaki stated. A marvel of Fuinjutsu. But, nobody would question it on seeing its skin, and 294 didn't like to talk- and Sunagakure no Sato was famed for its puppetry and did not raise any questions. Still, the man shivered from within his furred coats. He was jealous of the puppet's inability to feel the cold. But the village provided all manner of opportunities. Muramatsa Hiroaki was here as an agent of Sunagakure. Largely acting of his own free will, but this was an opportunity to spread out his wings. His own authoritarian state. Things were moving nicely in Vegetable Country, but plenty more work was required of him just yet. And the other villages to: it was nothing if short of perfect for diplomacy. Hiroaki was a silver tongue, and his power mostly unknown for his ability to write letters. For him to be so far from his desk, too, was a marvel in itself. But the man wandered among the busy streets of the village, bustling with both civilians and shinobis of all nations. This seemed to be one of the few legitimate events that drew both people and did so calmly. There was still tension, but with the younger children... they were just excited to be joining in on the exams. Still: it was his interest that he was people watching. Paying attention to the outside world and continued to do so, to see what might've drawn his interest.

[attr="class","applss"] [attr="class","beprps"]⠀ You swallow me I'm just a pill on your tongue

LAIKA OF GS!

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[Saeko Ayukawa]

Miday Byakuya "Whoa! Excuse me!!! Darting across the village streets, the youth would find her feet still struggling to gain a clear footing, slipping slightly as she attempted to apply her chakra to have a better grip upon the surface of ice and snow. It was clearly a much different surrounding than the one of Sunagakure, but if she was going to prepare for the exams, she had to adapt. Turning a corner, the girl would continue her dash, yet soon finding the turn to be off by quite a bit and her body becoming much more wobbly. Arms spinning in circles, spread out like a bird, she'd scream briefly before finding herself slamming directly into a wall after just missing a man dressed in much more winter suited attire than herself. Truly she had to get herself some boots and a pair of pants. Bouncing off the surface, her body would slump down to the ground as she held her head with a pained expression. "Owch owch owch…" Rubbing her forehead, Ayukawa would close her eyes as she did her best to think away the sting of the impact, shaking her head as she began to rise up slowly. This was going to be harder than she thought... SPOILER: Click to show -Jutsu Used- -S.A Used- Lion's Sleep Hunter instincts and experience on the hunt have granted Ayukawa insight into the minds of the prey she encounters. Animalistic encounters have allowed her to track and be capable of following those that she intends to target, at times giving her brief, but small insight into their intentions. While not fully developed, they allow for her to be less than likely to be caught off guard in a extreme moment, but it isn't as developed as one with further experience in the art.

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His interest was in the people and their dealings around him. It was always fun to people watch, in his eyes. But his eyes quickly caught an incoming projectile in the form of a young girl. While he watched the girl skid, he wondered why her chakra control was not sufficient. It wasn't the same as water. That had all been done in the few moments he'd even seen her. The Genin, Saeko Ayukawa. Hiroaki was more than aware of her. But their first meeting seemed all the more unusual for being in Yuki no Kuni rather than Sunagakure. His yellow orbs read into hers, offering a hand to help her up. "Ayukawa-san..." Hiroaki would be unknown to the girl, but be assured: hers was not unknown to him. If she wanted a better idea, the man would not budge as the small framed girl fell to the floor, bouncing off his body. She would also notice the puppet by his side, but it would make no outward attempt at conversation, so that was fine. Few people would notice or know who it was. "You need to apply progressively stickier chakra as you slide across the ice to come to a stop. Too sticky, too soon: you'll fall on your face." The man would continue moving, though she couldn't see it in the puffy clothing, his arms were folded behind his back. It was noticeable from the rear, however. "Best of luck, young Suna..." The man continued to walk - on his way, no particular interest in sight. If he wanted to talk to the girl, he would've chose a less exciting time to do it. He had all the time in the world back in Sunagakure, and she had not yet done anything to even register on his radar. For now, he was searching for bigger first.

[attr="class","applss"] [attr="class","beprps"]⠀ You swallow me I'm just a pill on your tongue

LAIKA OF GS!

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[294]

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[attr="class","mouths1"]The snow didn't bother Unit 294, neither did the rain, or the heat of the desert. He had been ordered to stay by his side and attend a visitation to the land far north, to accompany him through a trip to the Land of Snow. He couldn't remember why--or if an explanation had even been given--but he'd been told to meet with the old man at a certain destination after a certain period of time, and Unit 294 had been sure to write the details that had been important into his notebook.
    And, so, he had reunited with Lord Hiroaki.
    For the time being, the puppet was only wandering about by the man's side. He hadn't been told to kill anyone, hadn't been told to fight or to find someone in particular and bring back their head. So, he simply walked and trotted along in the snow.
    Unlike Hiroaki, the puppet had put no effort into wearing heavy, thick clothing to keep warm. There was no need, practically, and until ordered otherwise, the puppet had no interest in trying to blend in or appear human. He'd been designed to look human, but it had never been in Unit 294's intention to maintain that image. It didn't matter to him if people realized he was a puppet or not, and so far, Lord Hiroaki hadn't told him to wear any coats or even shoes.
    Such thick layers would have been cumbersome, anyway--restricting his mobility and it'd be an annoyance, if anything. His light, tattered and old kimono functioned just fine for him.
    But the puppet was the quiet sort. He didn't speak much, if at all, and didn't care for conversation despite his sentience.
    Though, he didn't like where they presently were.
    Inside the confines of a village or town--there were people. Far too many people, who made far too much noise, and chattered about too many things. A woman over there discussing her husband's affairs, a man drunkenly singing praises about his daughter, children laughing about snowmen.
    Too much.
    Far too much--
    And, suddenly, a shrill scream.
    The puppet grimaced at the noise and doubled over slightly--hands slapping over his ears as a girl came spinning by, crying out loudly as she lost control and crash-landed. She stopped the horrid noise just as soon as she'd started it, but his ears were still ringing, and as Lord Hiroaki spoke to the girl, the puppet crouched down to the ground. He'd eventually move his hands away, though sitting in the snow the creation pouted and started compacting snow in his artificial hands.
    Annoying, all of this is annoying, he thought inwardly to himself as he tried to find a distraction from... everything.
    He hated civilizations.

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[attr="class","lying1"]454 Words| Saeko Ayukawa | Notes: N/A

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[Saeko Ayukawa]

Miday Byakuya "Ummm..sorry…" The girl really had wished that she had hit a wall at this point. Instead, it was large man. Shaking her head as if to try and gain some semblance of what she was looking at, beside him appeared to be another figure who appeared as if they were in pain. Perhaps he had a headache? In the end, the stranger seemed to know her name, prompting her with some advice on how to stay better grounded when moving along the snow and ice. With a sheepish grin, she'd hold her hand up to her head, nodding quickly as she took in this bit of knowledge. "Ohhhhh...Okay! Thanks mister!!" With that, it appeared to be the end of the conversation. Or so he had wished it to be. Though as she bowed in apology, she quickly came to the realization that this man knew her name, and she had no idea who he was. More than that, the strange man next to him seemed to have become distracted by the snow, kneeling down as he began to play with it. A blank expression crossed over the youth, causing her to quickly give chase as she stopped right behind them. "Wait! How do you know my name!? Am I famous!? How did I get famous!? Is it my name-tag? Wait...I don't have a name-tag..." Patting her chest briefly, she'd then inch slightly around the dark haired individual in the end, blinking as she examined just what he was doing. Though in truth, she hadn't a clue as to just what he was making. "Are you building a snowman? That's pretty cool...I haven't had a chance to make one yet since I've been training and everything..." SPOILER: Click to show -Jutsu Used- -S.A Used- Lion's Sleep Hunter instincts and experience on the hunt have granted Ayukawa insight into the minds of the prey she encounters. Animalistic encounters have allowed her to track and be capable of following those that she intends to target, at times giving her brief, but small insight into their intentions. While not fully developed, they allow for her to be less than likely to be caught off guard in a extreme moment, but it isn't as developed as one with further experience in the art.

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Makoto wasn't thrilled about the exams. She'd lived through foreigners on her soil and it'd only brought blood. Many years later as an adult, she couldn't shake the bias--the negativity. Personally, she wanted the exams to finish up as soon as possible so all of the visitors would be on their way. Professionally, she would oversee the big event the same as any other.

Sharp eyes had been watching all the arrivals--sometimes from the same street, sometimes from a mile off. She had strayed from flying in to shake hands with any of them--kids or not. Makoto didn't care and Kaiyo had more or less covered that base herself. But spot checks were in the interest of security, so she'd been dotting them into her schedule--little check-ins here and there, asking questions, taking notes. She was civil. Not friendly, but civil. She exchanged words and watched. Always watched.

The man with the puppet was next on her list. Makoto had been observing them for quite some time from a tall pine in the forest near town, perched high and garbed in her usual field gear. It wasn't until the pair encountered the little one from Sunagakure that she made her way over. Silently did she glide, an owl of vivid color, only to land a few streets over. And then she slipped from street to alley to street again, a quiet shadow among the crowds, untouched and unseen despite the bustling nature of the roads.

The captain would move into plain sight as the child had her barrage of questions addressed, leaning back against the wall behind her with her arms crossed loosely over her chest. Bright eyes took in the pair with obvious interest--studying them. It was only once the girl got her questions answered that Makoto spoke--and she'd be a very bold presence with her coloring.

"The exams bring all kinds," she noted casually--though her exact meaning with this would be unclear. "Can I help you find anything?" She was focused on the man and the puppet--but her gaze flickered briefly to the girl to imply that she, too, was being accounted for.

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SPECIAL ABILITIES ❖ KKG: Queen of the Sky ❖ KKG: Impeccable Eyesight ❖ A Red-Violet Violence ❖ Silent Killing ❖ Living & Breathing Shadow ❖ Excellent Chakra Control

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Still, the things he were doing was beyond what Hiroaki considered human for their kind. Because they weren't any longer. That: and 294 was centuries old. Older than he could've known. But the more Hiroaki watched, the more he was learning about the enigmatic creature. But, it would inevitably mean that he would have to come to a stop. She was curious, naturally, about his understanding of who she was. He would smile at her. "I am Sabaku no Hiroaki. One of Lord Takato's council members, young Ayukawa-san. You are not unknown to me." It was true, though not explicitly in the forefront of his mind. But not all occurrences had simple endings and Hiroaki had very much intended on moving on quickly, but it did change - with a presence becoming known to him as she had decided to unmeld from the shadow around her. "Perhaps, somewhere with warmth is of great desire to me." Hiroaki would smile at the woman, but anyone of her level and experience would tell it was merely out of respect. He had more tact, but she had interestingly decided to join in. Hiroaki openly studied her - but keeping his attention between her and his puppet. "his" puppet. 294 was their own man, but their guise needed to be kept. Hiroaki treasured 294 in more of a way than he did some of his other people: because, he was so, so talented. He had already performed assassinations for him and things were moving along wonderfully. So. If 294 wanted to play in the snow, Hiroaki would wait for him until he was done.

[attr="class","applss"] [attr="class","beprps"]⠀ You swallow me I'm just a pill on your tongue

LAIKA OF GS!

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[294]

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[attr="class","lost1"]we rise in the dying

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[attr="class","mouths1"]The dark-skinned child was loud. Obnoxiously so. Still, she didn't move or act with hostility--though she'd come upon the scene in a flurry of energy, he couldn't pick up on any clues that would narrate an aggressive subtext. Her body language didn't suggest any intention for violence, so... bothersome as she was, she wasn't a threat.
    But Unit 294 would spend his brief moments to distract himself, attempting to narrow his focus in on the snow and not the screaming child before them, nor the conversation over there about how the wind was so cold it went right through one's jacket and they should have given guests more warning.
    Though, as Lord Hiroaki spoke to the child, the young girl moved her attention on from the old man--to the puppet himself. She'd inched around him--drawing near--and the puppet would inch away. Scooting himself further from her presence. Only just slightly. But she blinked at him and his actions with curiosity in those wide, bright eyes of hers, and inquired what he was doing. She asked if he was building a snowman--and he had no idea what that even meant.
    "No." He'd stare at her with his one visible eye, gleaming red in the whiteness of the snow. And with one artificial hand, he picked up the snowball he'd been molding and crushed it in his palm. The snow crumbled and flittered to the ground softly as it slipped through the artificial digits.
    Then, there was another annoyance.
    Her voice is grating, he thought, perturbed as he glared up at the new woman who had approached. Though she was significantly less... obnoxious in her volume, her presence was nonetheless equally unwelcomed by the puppet. She was speaking to Lord Hiroaki, though--so he wouldn't interject or speak up. To him, the best way she could help in any manner was to leave. But it wasn't up to him to decide, nor for him to say.
    Lord Hiroaki had different preferences.
    He hadn't cared much for the cold, and would have appreciated to be brought somewhere warmer. The puppet would follow him if he left--finding it best fitting to stay by the man's side. Not that the being was likely to get lost--he had an impeccable sense of direction--but it was best to be around and to be ready should anything be needed of him. Whether it be to do something, or to protect him. It mattered not.
    And, besides, for all intents and purposes, the puppet would rather shadow the man than be left to his own devices, anyway.
    But, until Lord Hiroaki indicated that they were to start moving, or if the young girl tried to do anything--the puppet would remain fixed in his place, crouched among the snow.

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SAs Active:

Unflagging Endurance

Armored Bodies

Titanic Speed

Enhanced Sensory

Enhanced Reflexes

[attr="class","lying1"]458 Words| Saeko Ayukawa | Notes: N/A

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[Saeko Ayukawa]

Miday Byakuya "Okay...just...asking.." Ayukawa's attempts at being friendly clearly weren't being received well by the lanky man before her, leading to her still holding her hands up and waving them from one side to the next. It was a shame that he didn't seem to be taking much enjoyment in the snow as she was. Of course, adults seemed to have way more on their minds a lot of the time so perhaps that was it. With Hiroaki introducing himself as one of Lord Takato's Council members, her eyes grew wider as she could feel the sparkle in their violet pupils twinkle in awe. "Nooooo wayyyyyy…..One of the Kazekage's Council! That is..aweeeesoommeeeee" Of course, her moment of gush was cut short just as she was about to ask of the other man. This was due to the arrival of another figure, this one a woman. With her seeming to appear on the side, her demeanor rather causal as she seemed to imply that the exams had a way of bringing all sorts of people. With an offer of aid, the Council member made a small remark of wishing to go somewhere warm, leading to a similar gaze being shifted to Ayukawa. The youth was left like a gazelle staring at a predator, her hands still upright as she sheepishly grinned. "I could go for a bean bun..heh heh.." All her talk of wanting to be an operative with a special assignment like her brother, and here she was right in the middle with no clue as to what was going on. It was enough so that she'd lean in closer to 294, whispering lightly. "Do you know whats happening right now? Because I'm really confused..." SPOILER: Click to show -Jutsu Used- -S.A Used- Lion's Sleep Hunter instincts and experience on the hunt have granted Ayukawa insight into the minds of the prey she encounters. Animalistic encounters have allowed her to track and be capable of following those that she intends to target, at times giving her brief, but small insight into their intentions. While not fully developed, they allow for her to be less than likely to be caught off guard in a extreme moment, but it isn't as developed as one with further experience in the art.

Tag: @sunaakira 294 @tsuruzamakoto | Words: 287| Notes:

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[294]

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[attr="class","lost1"]we rise in the dying

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[attr="class","mouths1"]The young girl grew uncomfortable by his response--it was clear as day. The nervous tone in her voice, and the awkward body language she portrayed. Unit 294 didn't see the need for the sudden shift in behavior--he'd merely answered her question--but so long as she wasn't screeching then he didn't really care if her spirit dropped.
    Though, perhaps he'd been thinking it too soon.
    She quickly brightened up again, beaming at the revelation of what Hiroaki was. The puppet glanced up at the man, crimson eye settling on his features. He didn't think there was anything particularly special about him. Unit 294 knew he was a superior, and needed to be obeyed, sure. And the man offered him... something. He couldn't remember what, but he knew it'd been important--something he'd surely written down in his journal, though the exact details were growing fuzzy over the short time they'd been apart.
    Still.
    It was nothing to gush over. He was just a human, like the rest of them were. There wasn't really... anything too special about that. Not when she was one, too.
    But the child in jest admitted that, if there was something that could be done for her, she would have liked a bean bun. Unit 294 didn't make any comment on it--didn't smirk or smile with her, and neither did he offer up any suggestions of anything he would have desired, either. He didn't want or need anything, after all.
    But the incessant chatter of the girl didn't cease there, though as she crouched in the snow and grew closer to the puppet, her voice lowered as she whispered to him. Getting closer was wholly unnecessary, and as she leaned closer the puppet leaned away, shifting from where he was crouched in the snow to put some distance. Still, even despite her hushed tone--he could hear her perfectly. For once, her voice wasn't as jarring, though, and he looked at the girl with a placid expression. Not that he could make many expressions with his artificial face--but he was still capable.
    What was happening?
    "Nothing." Nothing was going on. Hiroaki had been stopped by her--the child had by far been the biggest cause of commotion. Then, the annoying woman had walked over to them and tried offering hospitality. Something Hiroaki didn't mind receiving, but the puppet couldn't have cared less for it. Still, though, aside from simple offers and little gestures, nothing was happening. There wasn't really anything going on. Nobody was fighting anybody. Unit 294 hadn't been ordered to assassinate someone. There were no immediate threats in the area--from what the puppet could gauge. The environment was, to him, temperate and mild. There wasn't a terrible storm sweeping in at the moment--though if there was he still might not have paid any mind to it.
    But he didn't understand what the girl was confused about, what was there not to understand?
    The puppet would stare at her, curiously. She was a strange little thing.
    Annoying.
    And loud as fuck.
    But curious, certainly.
    She'd come flying in, but he couldn't detect any hostile intent. Her voice was grating, but she wasn't aggressive. And she was overly bubbly which was--well, strange, to him. Many of those in the world he observed were more grown-up. Solemn. More serious even if not dejected. Like Hiroaki and the Loud Woman. They didn't scream and giggle or slide around in a crazy and unpredictable fashion. Bigger humans were usually a lot easier to predict. But this child?
    She was an enigma.
    He didn't understand what there was to be confused about--if she'd been paying attention... but did smaller ones have a hard time focusing on their surroundings to that extent? And why had she been so excited to learn Hiroaki was a councilman? And, out of all the people to ask and turn to--why had she approached him and whispered her questions to him?
    Strange, strange, strange.
    But, at least she wasn't screaming anymore, and although her voice was still loud--it didn't hurt to listen to her.
    Unit 294 squinted at the girl, his crimson eye studying her for a moment. He had no idea if she was going to continue to stay pleasant, or if she was about to get loud again. He had no idea what to expect from the strange child.

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SAs Active:

Unflagging Endurance

Armored Bodies

Titanic Speed

Enhanced Sensory

Enhanced Reflexes

Notes: It's been twenty-two days since it was Ai's turn, according to site rules a turn gets skipped after seven days. I alerted her that it was her turn, and bumped her (since it's DE thread and you can't skip someone's turn without notifying them first), and since then she's been online and has posted to other people, so it's fair to say she's dropping out of this thread for now. Posting turns will be Hiroaki, Ayukawa, and Unit 294

[attr="class","lying1"]721 Words| @sunaakira Saeko Ayukawa | Notes: Click Spoiler

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With that little conversation out of the way with a shop being offered, and apparently any preliminary suspicions resolved Hiroaki was free to focus his attention on to the other two having their moment. Between 294's strange actions and Ayukawa pressing onward despite any inconvenience Hiroaki would have his hands full for the time being. "He's a puppet of limited sentience." Hiroaki would first look to 294 and then to the young girl. "I could, too, go... for a... bean bun." He would speak - or attempt to speak in the new age lingo that the girl was using. It wouldn't had been his first choice in the matter - Ayukawa being a shinobi of the same village. But he would have to make do. That could get them moving again and out of the harsh winds of the cold country, marring his bones and trying to yank the oil from his joints. "Care to join me, young Ayukawa?" He would ask her, a faux smile appearing to his face with civility and warmth as it had so many times before. But that was to make no mistake: work was still work even if he wasn't able to do exactly what he wanted. And so, he would begin to move on. Hands behind his back in his puffy clothing. "Do you feel ready for the exams?" .

[attr="class","applss"] [attr="class","beprps"]⠀ You swallow me I'm just a pill on your tongue

LAIKA OF GS!

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[Saeko Ayukawa]

Miday Byakuya "Oh at least I didn't miss anything...That would suck..." Ayukawa was trying to be as in tuned as possible to the conversation, especially as it seemed to be getting very serious. As much as she didn't like the notion of serious conversations, since she liked to keep things light, she took the time to try and keep herself withing the loop of what was going on. Though as Hiroaki-sama explained the limitations to just what the puppet could do, her expression went blank and her eyes wide. "Waaaaaaaaaa..Hes a puppet?! But he looks so real!!" Shima had a puppet as well, but it didn't look like this. In fact, it looked very much like a human being. Blinking for a moment, she rise back up as she then began moving her head to side to side, stopping short as she heard the offer of going to get a bean bun. That seemed to allow her a moment to squee as she released a high pitched expression of her joy as she nodded her head. "Totally! Thank you so much Lord Hiroaki! No one else seems to like them! I told them their awesome, but they never believe me! Like...talk about crazy right!?" Following behind the Council member, she was thinking of just how she'd tell her big brother Asahi about this experience, and also how he'd never believe her. Still, knowing how it happened made it all the more fun to talk about later. With the group moving through the village, she'd turn back around as she spoke once more to the puppet man with a calm expression. "So whats your name? Mine is Ayukawa Saeko..." Pointing her thumb back toward herself, she'd then turn promptly at the question of if she were ready for the exams. "Absolutely! I wanna be a Chunin like my brother! Then! One day! I wanna be the best Taijutsu master like Lady Kasumi! I have to pass! Otherwise...I fail and I have to start over again....and I don't wanna do that...this is my dream..." There was sure truth to it, and she had prepared herself for so long to do this. She couldn't fail this...she had to do everything she could. No matter what... SPOILER: Click to show -Jutsu Used- -S.A Used-

Tag: @sunaakira 294 @tsuruzamakoto | Words: 287| Notes:

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[294]

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[attr="class","mouths1"]It would suck? What? Unit 294 continued to stare at her with a blank expression. The term not registering to him as logical in any way. How would it--what? Why?
    But the girl, much to the puppet's dismay, quickly returned to her loud screaming. Though, this time not due to alarm as she crashed into Lord Hiroaki, nor because of her excitement and amazement at the man's status--but merely because he was, in fact, a puppet. Had it not been obvious to her? The puppet wore so little clothing even despite the freezing temperatures of Yukigakure--and his feet were bare in the snow yet he showed no signs of distress.
    She thought he was human, this whole time?
    The puppet turned his head away, glancing skyward for but a moment. Yes, he supposed that much was true. He had been created to capture the beauty of a human being, as well as one's deadliness. Perfectly frozen in time, unchanging through the years without fear of growing old and fragile. He didn't have six arms and ten legs, his hands were entirely human in their appearance and function. He even had a semblance of skin--though latex and not flesh.
    He supposed he didn't look too much like other puppets.
    The lack of strings might have been confusing as well...
    Most puppets couldn't move on their own.
    He knew he was different, that much was certain. But the girl squealed and rambled, her words not fully making sense as she went on about bean buns. Whatever those were. And she yelled, calling out names of people whom Unit 294 did not recognize. Lady Kasumi--who was that? But he was not involved in the conversation, and it was not his place to ask--he didn't particularly care about who the individual was, and the child's own journey to become stronger was no concern of his own. The discussion of tests was lost on him, the culture developed long after his time and foreign in nature. He didn't know what the exams were, nor of their significance.
    But the puppet would rise to his feet in a graceful movement, his cloak shifting slightly as he did. A question and a name.
    Ayukawa Saeko.
    So, that's what this screeching creature was called.
    Unit 294 looked down at the child from where he stood. A name. His name? Names were... An artificial hand would rise, and he would point at himself. "This one is..." his name. What was it? But no matter how much he tried to reclaim the memory--to bring it to the forefront of his consciousness and recall what it once was... there was nothing. He couldn't remember. And, a brief silence would fall over the puppet before, once again, he spoke up in a gentle voice. "This one cannot remember." He had one, once. He knew that. It wasn't that he didn't have a name--he just... had no memory of what it was. But his hand would open, and he would place his palm on his chest, to gesture to himself once more. "Unit Number 294 is the identification given to me."
    It would be the most he'd spoken in... quite some time. Usually sticking to single words, or visual responses and prompts. Even with Hiroaki, the puppet had only spoken a full sentence once at a time. Never so much, so quickly. But it would seem he was capable of much more than he typically favored showing...

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SAs Active:

Unflagging Endurance

Armored Bodies

Titanic Speed

Enhanced Sensory

Enhanced Reflexes

[attr="class","lying1"]475 Words| @sunaakira Saeko Ayukawa @tsuruzamakoto | Notes: N/A

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Hiroaki would merely look to the girl and then the puppet's feet. What, exactly, did she not get? But Hiroaki wouldn't show any form of dissent or misunderstanding. Just the look and no more. She seemed to be in tune with her stupidity. "...Yes. Crazy." Hiroaki would offer little in the way of his belief of bean buns, as he hadn't the faintest bothersome response to give about it. She was a feisty young girl. It was apparent by her energy, already much too complacent by the reminder in dealing with one of his own children, whom he could not match in that department. But, Ayukawa asked for 294's name. A small word of annoyance inside his mind, would only be indicated by the sniff of his nose (easily construed as a reaction to the cold wind passing in this wretched land.) when Ayukawa asked for 294's name. 'What part of limited sentience...?' His intelligent mind questioned her without his lips moving. Hiroaki did tense a little as 294 gave his name, if she knew of the Shippai, it would be of quite some interest to others why he had a Shippai in his position, under his thumb, and not having told anybody about that measure. Very difficult, indeed. But he would direct the conversation. "There, I believe is a restaurant. Would you accompany me?" The man would quickly allow them to move from pillar to post in hopes of letting the girl be occupied by the concept of getting a 'bean bun' as it were. The man's gait increased in hopes of getting her to catch up. Hiroaki would look back at 294 and then forward toward the restaurant. A ice looking type of place, though that was likely the caked snow from it. On the outside, a simple enough feature of marble and stone even with a sign of (don't touch with bare skin!) above it. A good idea, he supposed. The name? 'The Grey Snowflake.' A simple name for the godforsaken land. "So. You wish to be a Taijutsu master? Is it a good use of the Saeko's genetics," they were notorious hunter gatherers. Their longevity, their energy: what better place to put her time and energy in?

[attr="class","applss"] [attr="class","beprps"]⠀ You swallow me I'm just a pill on your tongue

LAIKA OF GS!

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[Saeko Ayukawa]

Miday Byakuya "Cool beans....Well..heh heh...its nice to meet you 294..." While the being wasn't able to remember it's name, it did seem to know it's unit number. So perhaps that was the best thing to go by if she wanted to be polite. As they seemed to come upon a restaurant thanks to the councilman, the trio would enter inside of it, the young girl almost skipping in her stride as they finally found themselves a place to sit. With her legs almost touching the floor, the question of just if being a Taijutsu master was something that was best for those of her clan did lead to a look of confusion. Honestly, she had heard much about the genetic part of it being more suitable for them, especially since they were highly durable and quite fast when it came to combat. It was part of how they had survived so long within the desert. Though also, there was some lingering questions if it was more or a staple for them to be strictly put in such a role. "Umm...I guess? I mean..I know some of us are able to use Jutsu and stuff like that...some can be just as great at Sensory techniques too! I just can't do...any of that...not yet! I just...don't know how to do it...so I just stick with what I know..." With a shrug of her shoulders, the youth with smile nervously as she wasn't sure if that was the answer that she should have given. After all, it might have made her look like a complete idiot with no training aside from just hitting things. She could track, that much she knew, though it wasn't as advanced as others of the clan... SPOILER: Click to show -Jutsu Used- -S.A Used-

Tag: @sunaakira 294 @tsuruzamakoto | Words: 287| Notes:

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