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Test Drive Post!

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Okay everyone, it's time to test some people out! The rules of the game are simple. You have a character you would like to try out as a native to the setting of this game. You want to see if this is the right setting to play said character in, right?

Well, then all you have to do is drop them into this post as a top level comment with this as the header:
Character name | Series (OC's just put Original here) | Planned Village Affiliation

Then you comment around and play with everyone else!

If you need some ideas on how to get started, you can drop your character in during the middle of a mission, have them at an eatery around their village, or maybe even just doing weapons practice. It's up to you how you want to set out, so feel free to put your characters in this version of the Naruto universe however it most seems appropriate. Just be sure to say where you put them somewhere in your post though, otherwise two people might not even be threading in the same country.

One last thing! Remember that your character was born in this universe, so whatever else you decide, your character is a world native, even if they might be a tourist in the village you decided to test them out on.

And that's it. Just be good to each other and have fun! Threads you do here can count toward future activity checks, so long as the person you're threading with gets in too. These threads can also be used for samples on your application.

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Haku's fingers twitch, eyes narrowing. They both know what Kisame should do and he doesn't like the idea of being in debt for possible blackmail later. It's how Kiri works, and he's at Kisame's mercy. He doesn't like it, but it's either deal with it until it becomes a problem or risk a conflict here.

Haku lifts his hands in a peaceful gesture. He has no intention of causing their country any problems, because the only way he can hope to live peacefully is to keep his head down and carry on like usual.

"You're performing a great favor, Hoshigaki-san, and it's only due to your clan's reputation that I accept. Please allow me to return it soon, or I may need to take matters into my own hands."

Edited 2014-11-29 01:03 (UTC)

Kisame watches impassively as Haku absorbs the boon--and boon it is--and gives response. "And how would you prefer to return that favor, kid?"

It's not so much the repayment, as the security of knowing he can force an ally from the most unexpected corner if he needs to that Kisame is after, so he's not interested in balancing this favor any time soon. But, if the kid offers something attractive, Kisame is willing to consider letting it be tallied up and finished. So he waits, patient and assessing.

Perhaps the kid knows the clan secrets? The chakra is a sign in that direction, but not an ironclad proof. Kisame doesn't know how much time they would take to learn, or even if the kid had a chance to learn from someone older. Well, he'll find out soon.

It's a worrying prospect, and Haku wonders if he should try to eliminate Kisame here instead. His best chance to succeed would be in a swift surprise attack, but if the Hoshigaki is just another clone, he'd lose that singular advantage and find himself facing a force he can't handle on his own.

"As you might expect, I have some medical knowledge, Hoshigaki-san. I can offer you and members of your clan the discretion and care that a medic-nin may not afford you as bloodline individuals."

Kisame takes several long moments to consider that. Samehada means he generally doesn't need such things, but others in the clan might appreciate their own personal medic.

"That would depend on just how much knowledge you have, kid." Kisame laughs. It's not cruel, exactly, but neither is it pleasant. "And you would need to present your case to the Hoshigaki leaders for that."

But it's true that there are few medic-nin that aren't from other bloodlines who would fairly treat a Hoshigaki. He'll have to test the kid's resolve.

"You mean it, and you'll come back to the compound with me. If you don't, go on your way then."

Haku raises his eyes to meet the Hoshigaki's, expression soft even as he combats a rush of nerves. He's heard plenty about the clan, and though he has no real fear of them, he's not quite sure what 'case' he's supposed to be presenting.

"My offer is sincere, Hoshigaki-san." And in truth, it's all he can offer openly. "My only reservations lay in explaining the reason I've come into your services."

"You fear one of us would decide it was worth more to turn you into the Mizukage. Don't be."

Kisame doesn't miss a beat as he turns around and starts walking. The truth of it is that most of the Hoshigaki have little love for the Mizukage at present. Loyalty, yes, but too many were killed for speaking out against his policies. But there's something else he can use. It's part of the clan's reputation, he knows, but it's also truth. Better to fight it out and turn sour feelings into honest competition than simmer in bitterness and dislike

"If one of them decides to, I'll challenge them and beat them down until they reconsider."

Haku smiles, offering a short bow. "As expected of your insight, Hoshigaki-san."

And when he glances up again, Kisame has turned. His fingers flex in the knowledge that now would be his best chance, but instead he plucks up his basket and follows along without trouble. In addition to securing his secret, the Hoshigaki could make strong allies if he can make himself valuable to them.

Kisame wonders for a moment if the kid is serious or if it's just idle flattery, but decides that now isn't the best time to look into it. Perhaps later, when the kid has been introduced to the clan.

He doesn't give a verbal response, and just keeps walking. But as they get closer to the gates, he slows. His tail didn't follow him out--the last one had gotten dragged into a spar and passed out from chakra exhaustion, and the replacement is too wary--but will be waiting. What a shame it would be if this arrangement fell through before it could even begin.

"That basket of yours close enough to full, kid? I've got a tail who will be... supervising, inside the walls, and it would ruin your plan if they got suspicious, eh? We'll stop by old Tsubaki-san's; another delivery is about due anyway."

He blinks surprise, more that Kisame might be upfront about the problem than simply leading him into a shark pit. He's not unaware of that risk, but the Hoshigaki are well known for their honor, and he spoke truly when he'd agreed on that reputation alone.

"Yes, Hoshigaki-san. I'm thankful for your consideration." He wants to ask for more details about this 'tail', but it's not quite his place to inquire. "Can I expect a private audience with your clan leaders?"

Good enough for Kisame, and as they get in sight of the gates, he falls into what could easily be seen as a protective position near Haku--after all, it's probably too simple to even be counted a mission, but there are some civilians who wouldn't mind the company, or protection from business rivals and their own hired "help."

Easy enough, and for the moment, true enough, to have Kisame content with the arrangement.

"As private as a meeting inside a clan compound can be, kid. Really private, and you'd have to grow gills for it, eh? Unless you've got a jutsu for that."

He nods, waving at the village guards as they pass back through. He hadn't left with an escort, but Kisame could have presumably followed him out. He finds it's a little disquieting to have a Hoshigaki hovering around him, but he takes the lead all the same and picks up their conversation again when they're out of earshot.

"No need to mistake me, Hoshigaki-san. We just don't need anyone reporting to Mizukage-sama about the circumstances surrounding my visit." Haku glances back with a slight smile.

"I'm Haku, by the way. Though of course I realize it would be difficult to address me in such a manner when my family name can't be spoken aloud."

"That won't happen. The tails know better than to enter our compound; we don't believe in hiding."

Kisame is sure Haku has seen the outside of the compound. It is indeed designed to make sneaking in one hell of a challenge. At least for a non-Hoshigaki.

"Haku-kun, then. There are enough in Kiri without families to their name for it not to be strange."

Kisame pauses a moment to grin up at the current tail, who at least has the grace to back it up more. He almost snorts in contempt. Foolish brat. But he controls the urge and just follows Haku towards the herb shop.

Haku laughs soft, genuine amusement and tucks a lock of hair behind his ear.

"Now that really is impressive, Hoshigaki-san. There's few that realize I'm male even after visiting me in the shop after a few years. Truly, you aren't to be underestimated."

He takes a turn onto the street he's the most familiar with and for a few moments he can forget that his secret is hanging by a thread. He greets civilians with perfectly friendly exchanges as they pass by and makes a few attempts to assure the ones that do a double-take when they lock eyes with his 'escort'. But his smile fades by degrees as those looks turn into ones of veiled suspicion, wary of a bloodline in their midst. The air seems to grow colder, but he brightens again when they reach the shop itself.

"Well we're here, Hoshigaki-san. Thank you for escorting me. You mentioned there's an order you're awaiting?"

Kisame actually honestly laughs, shaking his head. "I didn't care to know whether or not you were man or woman. What difference is there? And any kid who hasn't proven themselves yet will get that address from me. You'll have to work your way up to Haku-san, eh?"

If Kisame notices the stares and suspicion he gives no sign, though any actual hostility is met with a pointed look and a sharp smile.

He too brightens once they reach the shop. "Tsubaki-san has done good work for us for a long time. One of the few who will. Consider it repayment. And why don't you get that order for me, eh? As your repayment for the escort."

So it's overestimation this time, but he doesn't mind, finds it more amusing that even an imposing shinobi like Kisame hadn't known such a simple thing. But it's better this way, too. Assuming that proving himself means displaying a competitive combat proficiency, he contents himself with a mild hum in response. Kisame's opinion of him doesn't matter so long as his secret remains secure.

"What a complex view you have for favors, Hoshigaki-san," he returns, smiling. "You're free to come in and look around while I sort these into our stores and find your order."

With that, Haku ducks inside and waves a merry greeting to his employer, informs the shopkeep of the Hoshigaki on their doorstep and sweeps into the back. It's several moments before he emerges with the package in hand.

"Here you are, Hoshigaki-san. An order of salve mixed to keep even the most sensitive types of skin from cracking and drying. We've started incorporating mild oils to make the scent more appealing, but we won't alter the Hoshigaki's standing order unless requested. I don't imagine you're concerned about such things."

Edited 2014-12-05 06:17 (UTC)

Kisame ducks in long enough to exchange a few pleasantries with the shopkeep, and then returns to wait outside.

When Haku comes back out, he's all grins. "Favors keep alliances alive, eh? Returning what's done to you, good or bad, is the core of what makes up a reputation. And we don't care one way or the other about the scent, as long as it doesn't make us easier to track, or notice in the field. That's the primary reason for it, after all. I can't imagine a mission to WInd Country without it. Anyway, Haku-kun, come with me. The elders have wanted to meet Tsubaki-san's helper and few of them leave our compound."

He says that because some of the elders have expressed wanting to thank the loyal service in person, and few do leave the compound. Not because of any frailty, but their knowledge is as vital to the clan as anything else, and the Hoshigaki have enemies that know that. They enjoy the relaxation, Kisame knows, having earned it through decades upon decades of hard work.

Haku tips his head, mildly puzzled as he follows along. It gives him reason to be a touch more cautious, wondering if Kisame coming across him had really been unplanned. But there isn't much more he can do beyond staying on his guard, even if that doesn't seem like much in the face of entering the Hoshigaki compound.

But Kisame doesn't have any intention of killing him, and he doesn't expect things will end up that way. The shinobi could have probably done it at least half a dozen times by now and while that's not a strictly comforting thought, it gives him less reason to fret. So long as he can make himself useful, they'll have an interest in his safety.

"I'm honored anyone from such a prestigious clan would take an interest in me. I hope my skills will prove useful to you."

Edited 2014-12-06 06:04 (UTC)

"I'm sure they will, Haku-kun."

That's all Kisame says back, concentrating on reaching his goal. The compound isn't very far, and he can already see the rocky outcropping that got integrated into the ring of one of Kiri's walls. The compound is a part of the rocks, and a part of the spring and lake at its foot. A wall of their own rises up around the compound, and even arcs above it, on the rocks themselves, well lined with triangular spikes and looking nothing more like the great jaw of some monstrous shark.

There is what can only be called a moat, and only one terribly thin stretch of stone across it, not even truly wide enough for a single person to cross. It's guarded, but Kisame just walks on through, expecting Haku to follow. The guards give Haku interested looks but don't raise alarm.

On the other side is barely a meter of dry ground before the edges of the lake. In the center is a tower in metal and glass, and leading to it, a glass tunnel, abruptly descending right down into the lake, the entrance of which is also guarded. These guards make Kisame pause.

In answer to their questions, Kisame only laughs. "The elders will want to meet this one. Tsubaki-san's apprentice."

Haku's never seen more than the outside of the compound, and he knew civilians tended to avoid it altogether. The fierce reputation of the Hoshigaki was well illustrated into even the walls themselves. It was with no small amount of trepidation that he set foot beyond them now, reminding him that it was the clans like them that had given bloodlines the lingering fear and scorn they still lived with today. Not that Yuki were less destructive, and icy monuments doubtlessly lingered in the minds of many. They could sometimes take years to fully melt.

He met the eyes of the guards with a wary interest of his own, but Kisame didn't stop and the 'bridge' forced him to temporarily carry his shoes just so he might cross safely. He slipped them back on once he was across and rushed to catch up. They met with another set of guards and a tunnel that looked to run deep between them. It appeared to him much like the belly of the shark that Hoshigaki resembled.

Haku glanced up in response to his title and forced a smile. "Hoshigaki-san mentioned it was about time for a delivery. I'm honored to be invited, as few must be able to appreciate the unique architectural qualities of your compound."

Edited 2014-12-09 08:40 (UTC)

The guards didn't respond positively to the introduction. Or, according to one, there had been no notice of the visitor from the elders themselves. They seemed all too cheerful about challenging the visit, and Kisame was cheerful right back.

"This will take a minute, Haku-kun. Hold still, eh?"

Before Kisame was even finished making the statement, one of the guards was swinging a heavy pole-arm at Kisame's neck. The large man ducked, spun, and kicked the attacker hard enough to send him out over the water like a skipping stone. The other followed up in short order, and there was a clang as blades crossed.

But not Samehada. Kisame had pulled a smaller, less overwhelming katana out from somewhere. That was when the other one recovered from the kick enough to rejoin the fight.

Though, if Haku did hold still, the three were being very controlled, and it looked like not even an accidental blow would come his way.

Hold still?

In the most unexpected turn of events, Haku found himself frozen as the pair of guards openly attacked their fellow clanmate- solely on the grounds of not allowing him to pass. He would've gladly rescinded his wish to proceed with no will to provoke an open conflict himself, but Kisame it seemed, was perfectly content to fight his way through.

He watched the pair exchange blows with a rapid heartbeat, holding tight to the package in his arms. He wasn't going to even consider helping, focused only on taking up as little space as possible and hoping he wouldn't end up in the way. Much as he'd like to properly retreat, Kisame was his shield and he dare not step out of his protection.

It did strike him as strange however, that the Swordsman wasn't using Samehada. Were these guards not enough of a challenge, or did he really not want to harm his kin? With any luck, there wouldn't be anymore guards ahead, but he worried about the set they'd already passed through. In the meantime, he could only wait and silently pray he'd make it through this whole encounter alive.

Haku needn't worry about the other two, who were watching in interest but not interfering, except to toss one of the guards who'd gone flying through the open gate right back through. Kisame and the other two were laughing as they fought, almost as if it were a game, and even two on one, Kisame obviously had the upper hand, and occasionally made comments about defenses or attacks. Ways to improve them, mostly, like it was a lesson and not the serious fight it otherwise seemed. All three didn't appear to be holding back, not drawing Samehada aside.

But if Haku looked to the lake, he'd notice an old woman swimming to the surface and then pulling herself on top of the water. She had a cane, and it was hard to tell if the folds on her neck were wrinkles or gills. Her hair had been almost black once, but now was streaked with blue-tinted gray, and her wizened face stretched into a sharp toothed smile as she slowly approached.

When her feet touched ground, she looked Haku over and her grin widened. "Hoy there, sonny. This won't take but a moment."

Then she moved, and in less than a second and only four whacks of her cane got in between the battling trio, and smacked them all upside the head. Kisame, for his part, managed to dodge the first whack, and somewhat deflect the second. Then she leaned on her cane and demanded answers.

Kisame grinned right back at her. "Tsubaki-san's apprentice. I thought you might want to meet him, Great-Grandmother."

The old lady cackled and made a sharp gesture, before turning to walk into the tunnel. The guards, not looking at all chastened for the fight, resumed their positions, and Kisame turned to Haku for the first time since the fight started.

"Now that that's settled, follow us, Haku-kun."

The tunnel inside was damp, and had a steep incline, but the roof of it was glass, showing a clear view of the lake and all the inhabitants. And the elder's slow pace was perfect for gawking.

It was a spar, he realized with a breath- or at least it seemed that way. There was no killing intent, but the attacks could critically injure if the fight wasn't taken seriously. Kisame was holding his own well against the other two and Haku relaxed a little. Even if someone was injured, he could give a practical demonstration of his skills, even if he did lack any of his own supplies at the moment.

But the woman that surfaced drew his attention and her manner spoke of that same malicious glee as the three fighters. But he didn't expect her to jump into the melee. He barely saw the swings of her cane, but the fighting had stopped, the guards rubbing their heads with rueful smiles. Finally, order returned and Haku breathed his relief as he followed them down into the belly of the shark.

And there was certainly plenty to look at. He marveled at the glass and clear water just beyond it, had a traitorous thought that wondered just how much of it he could freeze. But he could see other members of the clan as well as some ferocious looking fish that probably welcomed unexpected guests, and wished the Yuki compound could one day be restored to its former glory. Because this was certainly an impressive feat, and his estimation and respect for the Hoshigaki clan rose.

"What an exquisite aesthetic," he praised once he'd gotten past his initial astonishment. "An unexpected elegance from a clan so well-known for their ferocity."

The old woman cackled. "The Hoshigaki were born from the sea, sonny! Don't expect anything less than from us than you would from the sea itself."

Kisame, walking beside Haku, laughed a little more softly. "We don't hide, but few think to look past the surface, and view what's really going on beneath."

The tunnel itself only had one outlet, and that outlet was a tight spiral staircase with no railings. To get off one simply needed to jump onto one of the floors. The old woman was clearly more nimble than her age suggested and made the jump without any trouble.

Kisame dipped his head. "After you, Haku-kun."

The floor, with a few well dimmed lights, had an almost underwater ambiance, even though they were now in the glass and steel tower rising above the lake. The outsides of the tower were a combination of tinted and frosted, and all the inner walls were clear glass. Stationed around the room were comfortable chairs and several Hoshigaki of similar age to the woman. Two were playing go, and one was working her way through sharpening an impressive collection of various sized hooks on chains.

The old woman seated herself, tapping her cane on the blue-tinted glass floor. "Now what have you brought us, Kisame?"

Kisame just stepped aside. "I think it's best if he introduces himself, eh?"

It was an interesting claim, and easily believable given their features- to think they might actually be descended from sharks. He let the idle wonderment carry him over until he was prompted up a flight of stairs that looked as though it could hardly fit one of Kisame's bulk. It suited his own slender frame just fine however, and with a glance, tightened his hold on the package he held and followed the woman onto the floor. It wasn't the most graceful landing, thick sandals hitting the flooring a little harder than he would've liked, but he straightened and moved in without further prompting.

These were the clan leaders, and nerves stole over him again as Kisame allowed him to explain his presence himself. He set the ointments down and took a small step forward, hands clasped in front of him as he bowed.

"Hoshigaki-sama, I am Tsubaki-ojiisan's apprentice, Haku. I've found myself in Hoshigaki-san's debt and have come to offer my services to you as repayment for his kindness. If you'll accept, I am skilled in medicines and possess advanced knowledge of human biology."

Edited 2014-12-11 03:16 (UTC)

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