The Winds Blow On By

Sunagakure's front gates are little more than domes of sand, held together by chakra or moisture. Wind blows freely through the gates, but the giant walls of the village that tower over the flat-roofed buildings inside provide a safe refuge for the citizens.

At Sunagakure's main entrance is a wind-worn sign, splinters jutting out the sides and visible from a distance. The sign says:
NINJA MEETING ZONE
It was a grand idea. With the Ninja World as vast as it is, there would be little chance for like-minded ninja to meet up without first having a designated meeting zone. This would allow those new to the world of ninja to first make friends before becoming (friendly?) rivals, sworn enemies or unbreakable allies.

Aizen as per usual meandered from place to place looking for anything that could pass his time in this dull world he lived in. Usually his boredom was appeased by small outbreaks of fighting here and there. However lately even that had ran dry and he was forced to beating peopl down with just his words berating their confidence. While walking through the sand with his kimono trailing in the background he sighed. The heat that was born from this place was almost too much to bare which was completely different from the windy state of Tenga from its skyscrapers.

Nearing the gates of Sunagakure he smiled to himself for finally making it. He had heard through various means that they were holding a meeting of sorts where he would be able to find maybe just one person that wouldn't bore him with everything mundane. As he walked past the gates the ninja their greeted him openly before taking down his name and basic information like his size and such. After they were done he was allowed full entry into the village where he found the closest open seated bar. Here he would sit and watch s new people funneled in and he could see his surroundings that much more clearly. He hoped this wouldn't turn out to be another bust, he didn't want to have to go on a rampage in a village just to create some excitement.

Shiva had wandered out from Konoha for the first real time in her life. She had spent the majority of her life in Konoha training other shinobi to become greater than themselves. Her code, her ideals, they always represented the whole instead of the one. To make an unbreakable shield wall, instead of a single strong force. However, breaking her own code she found herself alone.

She had been sent to see what this summoning was all about. SO now, in her traveling cloak she made her way through the gates and towards the village square. After all, that seemed like a normal place to meet. The sun reflected off her Konoha head band that gleamed in the bright sunlight. Finding an area that seemed as good as any, she first stopped at a local food vendor. Buying a lightly carbonated beverage, she made her way to a bench and had a seat.

Here she would wait to see if she was in the right place or not.

Io had just woken up rarely bored. Io had thought on what was happening in Suna today. Nothing had never happened in Suna Io thought. Suna has been peaceful and quiet every since the fourth shinobi war which was about 20 years agao he thought. Io git out of his bed and headed towards the bathroom. Io was sad being withiut a family was rather saddening. Io had left Kumo a while ago and was now a Genin in Sunagakure. Io walked out of the bathroom and his house after washing up and putting on cloths. He began walking towards the center of the villiage where alot of new faces would meet.


Io arrived in the center of the villiage and it was crowded with new faces. Io smiled maybe life wouldn't be so bad after all.

Niccolo had wandered the little ninja world, slowly training himself in the ninja arts. Today he appeared to be near the Sand Village. Well, he was bound to appear at this place sooner or later, it was only a matter of time. Hopefully after this he would find the places where the Akatsuki of old had kept their stuff, there were rumors in certain circles that there were hidden trasures in those places, and he would have to investigate later... to keep any evil from obtaining them.

For now though, he had seen notices for a meeting in Sunagakure on the bulletin boards in other villages he had visited, they must be serious if they had it going everywhere. Curious who could be up to something, he had come over to visit the village for the first time. Wandering through the village, he looked for other people who looked out of place. He spotted a person sitting in a bar that was dressed rather differently from the locals, he must be a foreigner, perhaps another ninja wanderer like himself.

Walking into the village square, he saw a girl with a shiny headband, that was of a different village. She must be here because of the summons too, perhaps?

He approached the girl and said "Hey, are you here for the Ninja Meeting or whatever was planned?"

As his eyes scanned the area they landed on a young female walking in his direction only to be stopped by some lowly shinobi that had just recently joined the scene. Of course he also noted the other boy to enter from the side but right now he had to assert his dominance in this area. After all he was the tallest here standing at a full 6 foot 4 inches. Moving from his chair he would walk up to the two while nonchalantly pushing his brown hair back with his left hand letting one strand fall to the middle of his face.

Aizen would make his way to appearing behind the male by the name of Niccolo though he wouldn't know his name. Sucking air through his teeth to announce his presence he would begin speaking cutting off the introduction the boy was about to give. "Move outta my way shrimp, I saw the girl first, clearly you wouldn't be able to satisfy her the way I could, hell with your small stature and tiny hands I doubt you can even satisfy yourself. God I almost ran into you because you are so white, you should go kill your parents for not being born darker."

Raising his right hand to the air he would bring it back down slapping his knee while laughing at hs own joke before interjecting himself in the middle of the two completely blocking out the male leaving only himself to be seen by Shiva. "Why don't you say that you and I...." Was all he said before he got a closer look at the female. She had looked shapely and like she would have a nice rack from where he was. However now that he had gotten up close he could see her boyish face and lack of breasts, clearly this was one of those transvestites he had heard about but never seen."Ah..never mind, I don't like flat chested boygirl skanks. You two should exchange contact information. Maybe even tell this guy where you got your work done at cause I think he would be better as a female, he doesn't look or feel intimidating at all as a man. Maybe if you were a Uchiha you would be interesting." He said sharply letting the words roll of his tongue like daggers.

Looking into the girls eyes he would flip a grin on his face again before walking to go introduce himself to the other person he hadn't got a chance to mock yet. As he would walk away his left hand would fall into his pocket as his right went to the air and waived bye to the two behind him.

"You what?"

The voice boomed from behind Aizen. It was Faye, and her eyes were full of pure hatred. Instant hatred for the man she'd only just met, for his first words that she heard were that of him insulting another girl. She'd followed him after he'd dismissed the other girl, and now she stood with one of her hands within the palm of the other, periodically bumping the two together in front of her slightly-flat chest. Her black clothes betrayed her anger, and the red trim hinted her passion. She saw a job to do, and she was going to get it done.

Without waiting for a response, Faye flung herself toward Aizen, her red eyes burning with fury, her black hair already streaked with angry sweat.

As she took a sip of her drink someone had approached her, and sought her attention. looking up she heard his question, and was just about to give answer. However, as she was about to another fool came up and began speaking. She listened at his insults and by his tone, it was obvious he was overcompensating. His entire body and face proved he was nothing more than a no brained show off. Gods, he even looked like a carbon copy of a failure villain.

As he moved in between Shiva and Niccolo, she acted. There were three things in this world that she couldn't stand. Rudeness, people who were intolerant of others racial backgrounds, and the Uchiha. As this new comer made to move in between her and Niccolo her hands moved like lightning. First her right hand moved. Jolting up the orange beverage would splash into the man's face. Her left hand however was moving at the same time.

Unless stopped as the soda hit her opponents face her left hand, which was palm up and straight as a dagger, would connect with the man's groin. Her finger tips would connect hard, probably hard enough to draw blood. Though, since she was certain the main was overcompensating, she was unsure if there was much of a target to hit.

Standing, she would most likely look down on this disgrace of a shinobi. "Kneel scum"

As she said it however, she saw another female rushing the area. This had been a mistake. She was not safe here. The women rushing forward with that black hair, and red eyes. An Uchiha? Her rage filled her. Remembering the trauma of her past when the Uchiha scum had killed her friend. Without needing to think, her foot would move forward to be placed on the shoulder of the man she had just given a free circumcision to.

Pushing down with her foot and leaning forward, she drove herself into an attack. With her right hand drawn back, she performed a well executed superman punch into the face of the newcomer. The newcomer had flung herself at Aizen, meaning she had left the ground for a powerful attack. Unfrotunelty, Shiva had responded. The newcomers trajectory, unless somehow changed mid air, would lead her face to land directly into Shiva's fist.

Landing on the ground she took up a defensive position and began to back away. Her white eyes scanning the area, prepared to do what it took to get out of here. However, if anyone saw fit to challenge her, she would have to show them the error of their ways. She had ascended to the tops of the Hyuuga clan for a reason, and this day it seemed, she would show the world why.

"Woah!" Faye gasped as Shiva's fist made contact with her own face. Someone interrupting - lest not the girl she was defending - was not something she expected. She grunted in pain, her trajectory changing so she fell to the ground, back seemingly cracking on impact. Crying out in pain, Faye lay stunned, gritting her teeth. She brought a hand to her face to inspect the damage. Her nose was bleeding. Sitting up with an aching back and face, she allowed the blood to flow out of her nose.

"What was that all about...?" She gasped, a tear running down her face from the sudden shock and pain. "I was attacking him because he dissed you, and by extension, me!" And she stood up shakily, holding a hand out in case anyone tried to attack her again. Misunderstandings would be rife today, it seemed.

>_>

^ that was Niccolo's first reaction. In english or whatever the language all the Ninja world spoke was, he would be said to be thinking "What The..."

After all, things HAD been moving rather quickly all of a sudden. First he was in the beginnings of what would hopefully be a pleasant conversation. Then the first guy he had seen, the strangely dressed one, had approached and was doing exactly zero to endear himself to Niccolo. Niccolo repressed the urge to beat the living shit out of the other man, simply because this was not the time or place for it. It was not the man's actual insults so much as his attitude. Niccolo was about to try and comfort the girl he had first approached when many things happened....

To sum it up, a 3 way brawl ensued, the Man appearing to not have much action yet, surprisingly the first girl charging off to try to fight a second girl... weird. Very weird. Weird primarily because in her position he would have first thoroughly beaten the man to an inch of his life for those petty comments. Women came in all shapes and sizes, it was not like any of them had any control over their genetics, and looks certainly had little to do with their attitude. Hopefully he would be able to talk sense into the combatants.

He approached from the side cautiously, out of the way of any potential stray fists, at least for the moment. "Uhm, guys? I do realize some of you have issues but I think the local Kage would better appreciate if we did not come here to fight."

He would rather not get into a fight, letting his rage get the better of him would be counterproductive, to say the least. He moved his eyes around, surveying the square and locating a bucket of water he would be able to launch at the combatants to get their attention if necessary.... The entire time though, he watched the others, curious how they would react. Hopefully they would calm down a little.

A couple of annoying things were about to happen now that would all end badly for everyone but himself because when you're the alpha of a group you can't go around getting hurt by the she/he people. Since his body was already in motion he simply sped up his movement allowing the drink to fly over his shoulder. This way the drink would more than likely hit the poor female behind him that was going by the boy name of Niccolo. Aizen was chukling the whole time this was happening barely keeping his composure. While he avoided the drink he raised his right leg to allow his knee to come in contact with the girl's low blow and since he was clearly taller than the female it telegraphed her hit very well to allow for the block.

Apparently boys being called out for being boys took these things to heart. Once again Aizen moved peacefully and solidly out of the altercation and proceeded on his way to mock the other guy. It was his mission in life to be the name on everyone's lips for better or for worse. As he still walked past the things that were classified as human he guessed he heard another loud yell that was quickly snuffed out. Honestly he couldn't be bothered to look back and acknowledge what had happened, they were all trash anyway and trash fighting trash was just...well it was something he didn't want to say.

Once he reached into hearing range of the other person he would begin firing off shots. "Hey you, the one with the dumb ass smile on his face looking like half a tard to begin with. Why are you spacing out in a crowd of people, were you dropped on your head as a baby? No let me guess you're one of those ninja that had their parents killed at a young age so now you are stoic and absent minded about things going on around you." At this point he would be about a meter from the guy with both hands behind his head in a relaxed position. God he loved his calling in life.

The man called Aizen apperantly was not as dumb as he looked. Though if he was, then he wouldn't have been able to breathe and walk at the same time. As his knee raised up, SHiva's low blow did indeed connect. However, it was easy to alter. As her finger tips were about to connect, she simply rotated her wrist to the right, allowing the flat of her hand to come to the man's knee and her fingers behind the bend. Pulling with all her stength and standing, she would pull his leg out from under him, causing him to fall backwards unless somehow stopped.

Since this all happened, she would not have had the opportunity to punch the Uchiha looking girl and instead would send Aizen tumbling into her. Taking up her defensive fighting position, she wasn't sure what was going to happen. However, she was prepared to demonstrate that she was the only true alpha in this square. Taking slights from no one.

It seemed that trash didn't know when it was beaten and discarded to the side. With the boys action of grabbing his leg and lifting up, Aizen with the advantage of height and more than likely strength pressed downwards on his leg with his hand. This would work because of the awkward angle he arm would need to be in to push against his weight tipping his center of gravity.

Once this was done, again he would walk away, he was done picking on the poor little child and obviously they couldn't respond well enough in a fight as well for it to be worth his time. So the he/she still had loads of time to punch the other girl or make out with it, whatever it was that transvestites did.

Using the man's own actions once again, Shiva would be set up for an even stronger attack. As the man pushed down with his leg, it pulled her forward. Her right hand came with her body, and would seek to sink deep into the man's abdomen. Hopefully this would cause him to keel over, at which Shiva would rise up, attempting to head butt the man in the face. Connecting her head band with his nose. It would probably do to help improve his looks.

Again she would shove him back into the oncoming girl. It seemed like this one moment in time was taking a very very very long time to finish. She supposed that is how it went when a beta thought themselves Alpha.

Once again, she would stand, get into a defensive position yada yada and stand at least 5 meters from everyone, trying to reorient herself to the situation

Indeed bringing his leg down would cause the girls body to move into his but because of the force at which it did her footing should have been thrown off momentarily because of the shift in weight and body positioning. With this his hand that had pushed his leg down would push down on the top of her head as she moved inwards effectively pushing her face and entire body into the ground forcibly. The punch aimed for his stomach would lose its speed and and aim with this one movement as it forced her center of gravity to stay off center. Of course as he did this he sidestepped and pivoted his body like a pro to to avoid most other things she could do in this situation.

Sadly now not only would she lose to him, she would also not be able to punch the girl in the face because of its own prideful nature. It was sad but such was the life of a small breasted woman.

Being pushed down was not fun. It was not something she appreciated, and it hurt her pride. However, sometimes in life you had to take a knock to give one in return. Because of that she felt herself pushed down, and the man sidestepping. Once his hands had removed themselves, she would move to stand up.

Once she was standing she brushed off her clothes and looked at this man. "Well, I can see why you would insult my appearance. Such a pretty man like you who clearly works hard to be female must be intimidated." Smiling, she looked at him, obviously not insulted and instead found this whole thing rather humorous. Anger, taking things personal, these were markers of a weak constitution and lacking confidence. Cracking her neck side to side, her white eyes looked the man up and down.

"How about another round, where I am actually standing and not giving you the handicap you obviously need?" She would slide into a defense position at this point, however this was also an opening for other people to actually join the thread.

God this thing was more than likely single celled in its thought processing. It kept attempting the same attack over and over again even in the face of it losing over and over. As he side stepped his left leg went behind and he extended his right leg by bending into it in effect creating a gap where her hand would hit nothing but air as his knee collided with the side of her body. Maybe she was one of those types that only learned through pain.

Nah she was just stupid, as stated before he would continue to go and down talk the other guy.

Sorry, I am going to have to pause this topic temporarily, there are a couple of small issues i would like to point out for the sake of future roleplaying.

It looks like in Aizen's third post he alters his actions that have already occurred and others have responded to. There was no rule before about this before but lets try not to have more of this. I will not ask for a change on that post, this time I am just letting you guys know.

In Shiva's 5th post (her last one currently) it looks like she is saying Aizen has his hands on her back as opposed to on her head. Make sure to read and understand your opponent’s actions to the best of your ability to avoid controlling their actions, intentionally or not. Please edit your post so that you are not changing your opponents actions for them.

In Aizen's last post it looks like he is autohitting with his knee, probably unintentionally judging from his other posts. Do remember that your opponent will generally be able to try to react in some manner to your actions, if you believe they cannot avoid your action but they do, then feel free to ask a mod to take a close look.

For now I am not going to ask for edits on the first post I mention, only the two recent posts. This is intended to be a friendly notice about some role-play guidelines we intend to start enforcing. Neither edit will need to change the character's actions drastically, I will suggest though that Shiva edits first, then Aizen due to the posting order.

Once you two have made edits, feel free to carry on!!! xD

[I will post my reply again once the above has been sorted out ]

for now (since Aizen has not edited) lets ignore his last post, he can re-enter the posting order later when ready

Rolling backward from the fight between the over-compensating male and not-easily-intimidated female, Faye then stood up, rubbing the back of her palm against her bleeding nose. It hadn't been clear how she'd taken the damage, but either she'd been caught up in the scuffle or a stray punch had landed her way. It didn't matter. Leaving the two to their petty argument, Faye walked off in search of others to communicate with.

Reaching Sunagakure's main street, Faye stood as the harsh winds blew her jacket side-to-side, making her look like a foreboding silhouette from atop a hill. However, she ran a hand down the side of the nearby building, then looking at the tips of her fingers. Sand flaked off, suggesting that many of these houses were newly-built and some had not yet fully dried. Other than that, mud and clay made up the majority of their building chemistry.

Walking down the street, Faye took a deep breath as she smelt the familiar scent of a street food vendor. He hollered out his strange produce's names, but not catching any of them, Faye stepped forward for a listen. Plants. Fried plants. Of course - Sunagakure had difficulty obtaining fish, but none with the usage of greenhouses for plants or the wide open spaces for poultry and the like.
Deciding against ordering any, Faye continued down the street, past the hustle and bustle of ninja and civilian alike, hoping to meet someone new.

Niccolo wandered away from the other two fighting, as they looked to be still in the midst of a disagreement. He ended up walking up and down Sunagakure's main street looking for a snack. After buying a sandwich, he walked up and down the street looking for someone else to talk to. The sun was high in the sky, hopefully there was someone else to talk to.

As he came to one of the crossroads, he saw a girl dressed in a foreign style, quite unlike the locals, who appeared rather at ease with the heat. The way she dressed made her look a little like she was in fights a lot, since the red in her hair and on her pants was close to that of blood, it seemed. He approached her carefully, standing a respectful distance away. "Hello...?" He said, slowly. He was not interested in a fight at the moment.

As Faye walked, her watchful eyes scanned the crowds for anyone of interest. Her streaked red hair swayed from side-to-side as she walked, and she clenched and unclenched her fists as she went. She was just about to enter a jewelers when someone called out to her. At least, she thought it was herself. Her eyes followed the direction of the sound, and it seemed that she'd caught the eye of someone standing a modest distance away, a hand slightly outstretched toward her to show that she was the one who was being spoken to.

"Well... Hello?" Faye asked, lowering her hand from the doorframe and stepping away from it, toward the mysterious newcomer. She'd never seen him before in her life, yet something had compelled him to talk to her. It couldn't have been the brawl from earlier - she'd not caught sight of him then.

After walkiing around Sunagakure Io decided it was time for him to leave. Io was getying really mad at the sand on his feet between his toes. Io walked out of the gates abd headed for the Villiage of the Bloody Mist or well known as Kirigakure.