[Hisakawa Yamato]

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The exams had been an exciting affair all around, though in both positive and negative ways. Yamato had the joy of watching genin from his village doing their best with some performing quite well with others not quite ready for the challenge quite yet. For both, Yamato offered the same friendly congratulations and encouragement for what lay ahead of them, partaking in some of the celebrations to be had in Kagamino no Shi but eager to leave the country as soon as possible. In technical terms, Mizu no Kuni was still not friendly territory, and with the death of one Konoha genin the young Kusa Lord wanted to avoid any tensions drawing in his own people.

Sailing across the ocean to Hi no Kuni was uneventful, but upon landfall Yamato revealed the big surprise: they would be celebrating for a few days in Rizōto! The overland trip back to Nohara no Kuni was always a boring affair, and so it only seemed appropriate to have a little more fun before going back, along with another purpose that needed fulfilling.

Yamato now stood in front of his grassy entourage on the sunny beach, counting heads to make sure that everyone was present before giving a very mandatory spiel. He was certainly a strange sight, a pale-haired, pale skinned man wearing a wetsuit as opposed to more normal swimming trunks. He was carrying a bookbag over his shoulder which held his signature purple book, of course, as well as plenty of writing implements.

"Now! Before I cut you all loose let's remember a few things! We're guests here in Hi no Kuni so let's make sure to leave it in a better state than when we arrived! Chuunin and below must practice the buddy system! Chuunin and below must return to our rented beach-house before midnight! And last, have FUN!"

The Lord's speech was a strong reminder of his previous occupation as an Academy Instructor and his message was clear. When there was ample recognition and acceptance from his denizens, Yamato gestured out to the crowded, sunny beach before them, officially cutting the Kusagakure citizens free to explore and enjoy the wonderful city of Rizōto.

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OOC: Open to all! (So long as it makes sense). No posting order but no double posting. While IC'ly the Kusagakure entourage will be staying in Rizoto for 3 days, 3 nights, and then departing early on the morning of the 4th day, please keep any RP you'd like to do in Rizoto contained to this thread.

♥ Chou

[kuishinbou kashiwa]

Regardless of the weather, the last couple months had felt bleak and dreary. It felt like no amount of sunlight could pierce the overcast blanket that'd been cast over Mizu no Tera during the last exams. The blanket was woven with threads of hardship, loss and, for every entrant, a near lethal dose of stress. So, with that in mind, a carefree trip to a sunny shore in the Land of Fire felt particularly apt.

Kashiwa had packed light, what wasn't stored back at their reserved beach-house amounted to a large beach towel over one shoulder and a simple water pistol tucked into the waistband of his trunks. He wore a solid white pair of swim shorts and a pair of casual sunglasses rested on the brim of his nose. It felt nice not lugging around all his ninja tools; they may be soldiers but they were here for pleasure, not warfare.

It was the perfect spot for it. People in every direction were laughing and playing as if there was nothing in the world to be worried about. And, for a few moments at least, maybe there didn't have to be!

The Kusa Lord channeled his best grade school teacher as he gave the group's directions and, when he was finished, Kashiwa scanned the crowd. He needed to find someone to match up with, his being a Genin and all. He wanted to hit up the beach and get in the ocean water but he wasn't opposed to galivanting through town visiting kitschy little shops and trying the local cuisine. Hopefully whoever he linked up with wasn't a total stick in the mud.

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[Nakahara Ichī]

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[attr="class","skullbody"]Ichi could not be more elated than be was now that they were on the beach. By all means Ichi preferred the fields of his home and was overall they were calming in the way that they swayed, but that excused no reason not to enjoy today. Overall it had been an absolute victory for the forces of Kusagakure. Kashiwa, Okingshi, and the jolly Kusa Giant, Ichi, himself had all passed the exam and were capable of promotion to Chunin at any given time on the lord's word. That was a thing for later though as he walked around in unusually skimpy amounts of clothing for the Nakahara. Almost always being dressed head to two his thin, pale muscled frame was on full display for the first time. His farmer's tan apparent as his arms, shoulders, and neck were simply easy to tell were quite a few shades tanner than his torso and legs.
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He would smile and nod along as the Lord would give them the same sort of lecture that a parent gave her gaggle of children when on vacation. It was a warranted conversation still seeing as he could name a few kusagakure shinobi who would cause issues if not for that rule. It wasn't long until he was done though and Ichi would tie his hair back into a ponytail as he jogged on over to Kashiwa. He was not safe from Ichi's foody habits today... not after that first round.
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Reaching out to ring the Kuishinbou into a playful armhold Ichi would ruffle the younger boy's hair with a grin. Pointing with a hand out into the distance of the bech to what looked like a yakisoba stand, "Wanna catch a bite? I'm cashing in my 'You owe me ya jerk!' card for a free meal."

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『Harvest Moon's Child』
Ichi was born to the Nakahara clan on the night of a Harvest Moon. Born with quite the green thumb he was assumed to be an inheritor of the clan's natural talents with plants. The roots ran deeper, however, as Ichi was born with a Kekkai Genkai, being a rare natural occurance of Wood Release outside of the Senju. In learning of this he has trained his kekkai to the best of his abilities. He is no master, seeing as he has no reference of Mokuton, but he has found a way to bring out techniques along side his own talents in a cohesive manner.

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『Weaver of Wood』
Ichi was born with Mokuton, but he was not graced with the same level of chakra as the Senju would be in his situation. Being roughly average for an individual, Ichi instead focused on the skills his birth clan preferred. Practicing his medical skills, he has gained a higher quality of Chakra Control. Ichi is much less likely to leak chakra than the average shinobi because of this.

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Having practiced his skills with extending his senses outwards with the use of mokuton chakra, Ichi is particularly adept at sensing life in an area. Capable of finding life through the very nature around people. Within [20 meters] Ichi is capable of passively sensing out plant and animal life in a general sense. Able to differentiate it between plant and animal, but no further. Unlike chakra sensory Ichi can not more or less readily sense others based on their chakra, but instead purely senses the 'vitality' in things, though even those with seemingly boundless vitality will read the same as the elderly or a newborn to him. Also unlike usually sensory to actively search out individuals Ichi requires Mokuton, or the use of his pipe (though using it makes his position much easier to locate), as a catalyst to extend his senses, only going out as far as the technique's range, or twice his passive range in case of the pipe. It is also notable that the deceased, and those that feign death in some fashion, as through a poison or a jutsu, are completely invisible to Ichi. Notably the furthest he can extend his senses is [100 meters].

[Hana Chieko]

Token Grassy Beach Episode

And while they are off having fun...I get to make a profit...win win... The events of the exams had more than fired up plenty of people across the Great nations of the Shinobi world. It wasn't too extreme to allow for a fun end to things to be a trip to the beach that resided within the Lands of Fire. Naturally, while Chieko wasn't an active participant in the exams themselves, she had been there once before. Often, the most fun one could have was being in a different place that was a long way from home. Of course, letting youth fly off to explore without some supervision wasn't completely ideal. But then again, it was the Lord of Kusa watching them, and Yamato wasn't too hard of a task master to begin with. He was generous like that. Still, while she wasn't exactly here just to observe, she did manage to keep some eye sight on the youth as she began setting up her stand. Why miss a chance to have outside contacts? It was how networking worked. Wiping her brow, the dark haired female would place one hand upon her hip as she looked at the set up she had and began to make her way around so that she could get under the shade of an umbrella.

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[Gure, Okingshi]

Okingshi had felt the sick the entire trip across the vast sea to Hi no Kuni. The constant too and through of the boats hull against the waves, shook his stomach causing him to heave up it's contents on many occasions. He hadn't faired much better once they reached solid ground, still feeling the nausea of sea sickness.

When the entourage settled on the beach for some downtime and enjoyment, Okingshi could do nothing but hide himself. Laying far from the water edge in the shade of a pine tree, the sick boy watched on as his friends engaged in activities. Even though it was his first time experiencing a beach for more than a journey, he couldn't bring himself to join in. As he wiggled his toes into the warm sand, Okingshi sighed. He took a moment to take his mask off, letting the shine blaze against his pale scarred face. "Maybe I should join them" Okingshi thought, as he begun to feel a little better.

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[Hisakawa Yamato]

Token Grassy Beach Episode

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As soon as his announcement was done, the group dispersed into various smaller groups and moved in different directions. Some headed to explore the city itself, some went to enjoy the famed beach, with yet others having more industrious plans in mind and setting off to network with the locals.

Seeing his people happy both warmed and steeled Yamato's heart. There was much turmoil in his mind but he knew that his actions were in the best interest of his country and village. Even as he tried to focus on the task at hand, other distractions floated to the forefront of his mind. What was he going to do about Koume? Could he trust Toru to uphold his end of the bargain? Could he trust his own shinobi? He strolled a few meters down the beach as he organized his thoughts, acutely aware of the two persons that followed closely behind. They were his bodyguards, of course, and they were only disguised on a surface level, wearing casual beach-going attire with weaponry hidden just beneath.

Yamato paused just beside Okingshi, the poor genin still feeling the effects of sailing over the ocean. He offered him a smile as he followed Okingshi's gaze to the other genin out on the beach.

"You should join them! Well, maybe after your stomach has calmed down... don't forget to stay hydrated!"

And with that piece of advice Yamato continued on his stroll down the beach, finally taking a deep breath and focusing on his more serious task. He reached out with all the senses available to him, physical and chakra, as he gathered information on his surroundings. He could roughly sense where the Kusa's group's equipment was being stored, of course, and then beyond that... A few fuuinjutsu seals here and there, what he assumed were the actual Konoha shinobi keeping watch over the area.

"It's a beautiful day, isn't it?"

Yamato called over his shoulder, mostly to his own bodyguards but also to anyone else who might've been in earshot.

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♥ Chou

[Kameki Banri]

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A familiar orange tabby cat swatted at a blade of tall grass sticking out of a dune from the safety
of the boardwalk. He was curious about his new surroundings but skittish enough not to dirty his paws with the rough unfamiliar feel of hot sand. Tora turned his head to watch as a small group approached. He scampered towards the Kusa Lord’s legs and rubbed up against the bottoms of his wetsuit. [break][break]

A girl sat cross-legged and aloof on the boardwalk nearby. She was people watching at the moment but she glanced over at the cat every now and again. To the outside observer she’d seem to blend in well with the other youngsters but she was not a genin that anyone here would recognize and even with Yamato’s sensory powers activated he was unlikely to notice anything alarming about her. Still, he should recognize the cat who was regrettably difficult to disguise. [break][break]

Banri brushed a stray bang from around bright blue eyes before responding, "It is quite lovely, My Lord. A perfect day for a stroll on the beach.” The girl hopped up onto her feet before scooping the playful tabby up into her arms with an apologetic grin.

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[Hisakawa Yamato]

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The young lord didn't get an immediate answer, not that he expected one, and even more unexpected was the orange tabby coming to rub up against his legs. Yamato beamed at the sight of the feline, pausing his stroll and investigations to crouch down and offer his hand to the cat. He pet Tora for as long as permitted, only stopping and standing back up when the unfamiliar girl came to scoop him up. That was enough to solidify the strange genin's identity, and Yamato quickly resumed his walk, gesturing vaguely for Banri to follow along.

"Anything to report? Security actually seems to be much higher than originally thought, no doubt due to the events of the Chuunin exams."

From what Yamato understood, Rizoto had already been one of the more high security areas of Hi no Kuni before the exams. The beaches themselves seemed to be mostly free of Konoha nin but the city proper was teeming with them.

"Strategically, this place holds little value... though I imagine the high number of shinobi is mostly for keeping the large population in line."

Yamato couldn't imagine what an attack on this city would be like, and if Kirigakure was wise they wouldn't bother. He watched as a group of children laughed and played in the sand, excitedly building a castle to show off to their parents. Yamato shook his head as he found himself falling into that moral dilemma once more: reminding himself that he was doing what was best for his country, his village, his people.

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♥ Chou

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"It’s unclear if security has been increased. If I were to compare it to Kyoso (Another tourist town in Hi no Kuni) I’d say the ratio of shinobi to civilians does seem higher here. However, I will say that the casinos in Kyoso hire their own private security so it may even out.” Banri fell into step beside Lord Yamato, his mind drifting briefly to his last visit to the gambling town when he and Eiji had eloped. It was a spur of the moment decision that felt like yesterday and a lifetime ago all at once. [break][break]

He nodded, "A large and wealthy population. The beach tourists are great for the economy and those with money are usually willing to part with a little of it to protect the rest.” The elite jounin scanned the beach for incoming threats but he didn’t notice anything particularly alarming. Just a couple of leaf shinobi watching the Lord from afar, probably just ordered to make sure the young visitors didn’t get into too much mischief. It was pointless. Kusa’s genin were well disciplined and their supervisors were perfectly capable of keeping them in line. Still, he’d surveilled many leaf shinobi visiting the grass. They were too far off to hear anything anyways.

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[Honō Kojirou]

We were guests here in Hi no Kuni.

We were going to leave the place, this serene sand shore of Rizōto, in a better state than when we arrived.

Chūnin and below were to practice the buddy system, and they were also tasked with returning to their rented beach-houses before midnight struck.

And last, but not least, they were all tasked with having fun.

And so were the tasks laid out by the lord of Kusagakure – Kojirou had actually done a little research, and apparently he wasn’t exactly the Daimyō. The Daimyō were someone else... at least, if Kojirou hadn’t read the wrong books, that was. Had he? Maybe, maybe not. What he knew was that this strange-looking, pale shinobi – Hisakawa Yamato – meant what he said, and so the young swordsman would follow suit. However...

Kojirou didn’t... recognize many here. Not personally. He had come to this land to join the audience in the Chūnin Exams, to finally witness the important procession with his own eyes and cringe at his own inability to join it back then, due to the fact that he… he… was afraid. He had seen their level of skill with his own eyes today, and that paranoia only increased. Did he need a solid team to do well? Teamwork? Were his own skills ready?

… Maybe it wasn’t fear. Maybe it was… shame. Shame over events of the past, and stuff like that. But he could worry about all that mental trauma later – he was here to unwind and step out of his bubble. No more Lava Release special training that would take weeks or so, he was his own Genin now.

… But that meant that he needed to join someone, as per Yamato-sama’s orders. Therefore, he looked around and just happened to draw his gaze towards the lonely boy under the pine tree. He had a strange mask on, but he still looked very… gloomy, even if Kojirou wasn’t able to see his entire face. The young swordsman strolled over towards him in his dark-red swimming trunks, while also wearing a medium-sized prayer bead necklace that rattled in the wind.

"… Hi,” Kojirou greeted directly at him, noticing that the boy had taken off his mask as he could now see his scarred face, "… Hey, you got scars too. You must be training a lot, as well.” Since Kojirou’s torso and legs were exposed, his own burn marks – which were in high abundance – were visible as well. Results from dealing with lava on a daily basis, they were…

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Eiji was half asleep listening to waves crashing to shore. The end of his sabbatical approched. He had to return to work. He felt sluggish even after vacation, though.

A fly landed on the bridge of his nostrils, tickling away his tranquility. The councilman’s mouth blew upward and scared it off. Rubbing his working eye, he sat halfway up and reached at a glass resting on a table between the chairs. It was full of an aquamarine brew that stank of rum. The cup dripped with warm condensation, and it tasted watered down on his tongue.

"Blech, no good. Banri, could you fetch me a fresh one?” He noticed they weren’t there. The jounin rolled his neck, poured the drink out, and stood. He saw Banri over by Yamato, then an outdoor beach bar that was closer. 

Maybe he’d just go get it himself.

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Koume was one of the last, if not the last person to emerge from the shared rented beach house. Having unpacked her belongings at a snail's pace and changing into her white swimsuit, she took the extra time alone to bury her face deep within the pillows of her bed and let out a muffled scream as tears were forced down her cheeks and into fluffy cloud-like cushions. Chances were that no one heard her, but even if they did, the girl was sure that they wouldn’t care enough to actually check on her.

She’d lift her face slowly, sniffling once or twice before wiping her eyes with the open palm of her hands. A sigh escaped her lips as she looked over her shoulder and out the window, seeing her friends begin to gather together with Yamato rallying them all into one spot.

"I should probably go..”

Despite her sour mood, she didn’t want to miss out on her first time being at the beach, so she’d swallow her pride and bury her negative thoughts for the time being, before making her way back onto the beach. Koume only caught a tad bit of Yamato’s orders, buddy system and curfew, blah blah. However, once she got close to the group everyone dispersed, doubling up, and going on about their business. Everyone except Koume. For a moment she’d stand there looking around for something to do. She was so used to being by Yamato’s side that her first instinct was to follow him, but after taking a few steps in his tracks, the pink haired genin knew it’d be best not to bother him.

Her only alternative was simple, the girl would just sit with her toes in the warm sand next to the ocean as the waves of water gently washed beneath her, collecting random shells that caught her eye in the process.

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Hana Chieko

The young lord remained observant as he slowed his stroll along the beach, taking another moment to observe the rest of the Kusagakure people's enjoying their time here. Not too far from where he and Banri had walked Yamato could see Eiji looking around, presumably looking for his partner, and even further back he could see his assistant, Koume, staring morosely to the sea.

"If you'd like, you can go and spend some time with Sanagi-san. As much as I'd like to have a few more eyes and ears open, this is still partially a vacation and... vacations are rarer for us shinobi."

He gestured with an amused expression towards the bar that Eiji was now eyeing. Yamato considered going to try and cheer Koume up, but... perhaps it was better to let her be for now. Her struggles with the exams were definitely still fresh and he had the feeling she'd come talk to him when she was ready. For now Yamato spotted another face that he figured he could get some more interesting information out of. He walked a bit more quickly to the area where Hana Chieko was setting up to sell her wares, an activity that she practically never missed an opportunity to undertake.

"Chieko! Need some help getting set up? Though I'll be honest, I doubt you'll find many weapon seeking customers in a lax environment like this!"

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♥ Chou

[Hana Chieko]

Token Grassy Beach Episode

"Heh heh...No worries my lord....thankfully...I always come prepared..." While Yamato was indeed correct that the idea of selling weapons on a beach wasn't exactly the easiest course to take, where there was a will...there was indeed a way. With a smile on her face, Chieko would begin to move from the shade of her umbrella, her body ducking down beneath the small stall as she retrieved a small sack that seemed to shake and rumble on the surface of her hand. As she tossed it up and down, she'd begin to bounce it lightly with her elbow, then allowing it to drop down to her ankle as she kicked it upward and then let it fall into her palm yet again. "Something I heard was becoming popular in the west...it's called Jianzi...typically its done with something a little harder and used for training by some of the monks there...but here..I intend to make it a whole new beach craze...that or see who wants to buy some kunai....with safety in mind of course..." Closing her eyes, she'd then hold out the object to the man before then crossing her arms as she explained. "Its made of knitted fabric and within it are beans...I had some extras laying around so I figured I'd see if I could make a profit off it...and naturally...I plan to promote it as well.." Ducking down beneath the stall once more, her blue tunic would fly off to the side before she reappeared within a more beach friendly outfit. The blue two piece swim suit would flare slightly against the sun, yet she'd place one hand upon her hip as she continued to smile. "Once people see me in this, playing with that...they'll be begging to buy. Which means...more Ryo for the my business and the village..."

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[Kameki Banri]

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At the mention of Eiji, bright blue eyes darted to the last place he’d been and Banri smirked at the sight. His husband’s beach outfit was probably the most adorable thing he’d ever seen and he loved that face Eiji made when he was just half awake. Banri sighed, "He does look as if he’s lost something...” [break][break]

"Thank you, my Lord.” The girl bobbed her head in a polite bow before taking her leave. She skipped off in the direction of the bar with the little tabby following close behind. She passed behind a wooden outhouse and from the other side emerged a man with dark choppy hair and cold gray eyes wearing the same black shorts as the girl had been before. [break][break]

Banri arrived at the bar just before Eiji. He held out a hand to flag down the bartender and put in an order for two drinks that looked like a sunset. He glanced at his partner and placed his elbow on the counter with a teasing grin, "Do you come here often?”

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