Post by Uchiha, Shinji on Jun 9, 2023 22:47:23 GMT -6
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[attr="class","biggie"]  [attr="class","textie"]  [break][break] The pings of the past came crashing like a waterfall of emotion came rushing back like a bad Genjutsu as Shinji sat in the sand some twenty meters out of the Bedouin Refuge, as the warm sand kept him warm on this night as he sat there looking down at the sand. All he could remember was seeing his brother for the first time in years and it angered him again. The nerve of this man. What he has done to me! What he has done to our family! And, to come to play the goddamn hero! Like all of that would just erase what he has done. The elder Uchiha more or less ignored Yusuke who was not too far from him as he balled up his right fist launching it down into the sand as he punched the sand once, the impact kicking up dust! Shinji with all of his might as his eyes flashed rage sent his fist back down into the sand again as a pile of sand started to form rather quickly blocking the punch from connecting with the sand. [break][break] The sand begins to dissipate rather quickly as the small particles dance through the air and slowly collect back onto the cheek of Shinji's right cheek barely noticeable to the human eye. Shinji took a deep breath taking in what he witnessed with his own eyes. The sight of the nine-tails bursting from the building and the mass that it was and its destructive power. As Shinji exhaled he had to worry about the issues with his brother later, remembering that the older brother touched his shoulder and it was instant teleportation. The Uchiha shook his head as he stood up off the sand, brushing himself and the sandy particles off himself. He would look up at the night sky for a moment with it being clear as possible and every star could be seen tonight dancing in the purple hue of the valley of Sunagakure. He had to get back to Sunagakure as soon as possible. He would look over at Yusuke for a moment before returning to his thoughts. Who were these masked men? What did they want? And, just what was that beast they were released? Shinji would never forget the imagery painted on his memories of that roof blasting off that stone temple and the massive size of this beast. Shinji would adjust the sash holding the gourd of his sand upon as his back as he looked over at Yusuke. [break][break] "You okay Yusuke? We need to go into Bedouin Refuge and get back to Sunagakure to report to the Kazekage about our mission. And the fact we failed the mission. We didn't provide much protection to Kumogakure and come to think of it were any Kumogakure shinobi there?" [break][break] All important questions that may need answers, despite Shinji not being able to shake the feeling they failed the objective of their mission in his eyes. Even more aside from the fact his elder brother selfishly saved his life. It burned him up inside. Shinji glanced away from Yusuke Uchiha for a moment entering into his own world within his mind hashing out his thoughts to himself as his black sandals nestled into the thick course sand with a slight breeze flying in from the west coming over the valley as it saturated the flesh of Shinji which would cause goosebumps briefly in a rotating wave on a normal face, but the sand protected him from all things including the sensations of weather. Shinji would place his hands at his side as he awaited for Yusuke Uchiha to gather his bearings. The Uchiha's gourd uncorking itself as it disapates slowly traveling through it's own free will toward the sand behind him breaking itself up, and sliding it back into the gourd, as it begins to collect sand for Shinji. 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Post by Uchiha, Yusuke on Jun 11, 2023 1:43:16 GMT -6
Mission Reflection: A Suna-Kumo Chaos
In a split second, time seemed to slow around him as he focused on a figure appearing out of nowhere, hair as dark and spiked as his own and Shinji’s. That man, he realized, was the legendary Hokage who grabbed Shinji and him before disappearing in a burst of speed. Blinking in surprise, he could only register the sheer impossibility of the moment before his surroundings shifted again. One moment he was in the shadow of the lurking nine-tails, the battlefield a cacophony of elemental jutsu, clashing kunai, and the deafening roars of the beast. The next moment, silence, a calm that stood in stark contrast to the chaos he had just experienced. He found himself standing amidst a sprawling desert, a good 20 meters outside of the Bedouin Refuge, the sand dunes stretching endlessly towards the horizon. The air was dry and warm, the scent of desert flora mingling with the unmistakable mineral scent of the sand.
His senses prickled as he adjusted to the new environment, noting the subtle shifts in the wind, the distant sound of desert creatures, and the feel of warm sand beneath his feet. The sudden shift was disorienting, but he knew he had been moved through time-space ninjutsu. It was clear they had been moved to ensure their safety, but the thought of the battlefield they had just left brought a frown to his face. This unexpected relocation was strategic, yes, but it left him out of the thick of the fight.
Yusuke’s gaze shifted to Shinji, noting the tightened set of his jaw and the strain in his usually calm, azure eyes. He had seen Shinji in countless situations, from intense missions to relaxed days at the village, but the frustration he saw in Shinji now was a stark departure from his usual stoic demeanor. Sure, they were both frustrated and devastated; the attack on Kumogakure had been a hard battle, and even though they had stood their ground, the mission was far from a success. The sudden appearance of the nine-tailed beast had been a curveball, and the enigma of the masked strangers still loomed over them. But there was something different in Shinji's frustration. It felt...personal.
Yusuke had always been perceptive. He could read the flicker of emotions in a person's eyes, the tension in their posture, the subtle shifts in their energy. But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was eating at Shinji. He felt a brief inclination to ask but he knew better than to press - Shinji would share when he was ready.
Lost in his thoughts, Yusuke was pulled back to the present by Shinji's voice. "Are you okay Yusuke?” Shinji asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine" Yusuke replied, his voice steady. He gave Shinji a brief nod, his eyes flickering back to the vast expanse of the desert.
“The events that unfolded in Kumogakure were unprecedented but we must ensure that our village and the Kazekage is aware of the gravity of the situation. As for the Kumogakure shinobi, I didn't spot any during the battle. They might have been engaged in other conflicts or arrived after the initial confrontation. I know how you are feeling, Shinji, it's disheartening to feel like we fell short of our objective. But we did what we could in the face of unforeseen circumstances. Moving forward, we also need to investigate information about these masked individuals and understanding their motives."
With a firm nod, Yusuke adjusted the straps of his gear and took a step closer to the Bedouin Refuge, beckoning Shinji to lead. “You can lead the way back to the village or wherever it is we need to go. You must know this terrain better than I do, as I didn't even know this place existed. What's it called again? The Boujee Refuge?”
His senses prickled as he adjusted to the new environment, noting the subtle shifts in the wind, the distant sound of desert creatures, and the feel of warm sand beneath his feet. The sudden shift was disorienting, but he knew he had been moved through time-space ninjutsu. It was clear they had been moved to ensure their safety, but the thought of the battlefield they had just left brought a frown to his face. This unexpected relocation was strategic, yes, but it left him out of the thick of the fight.
Yusuke’s gaze shifted to Shinji, noting the tightened set of his jaw and the strain in his usually calm, azure eyes. He had seen Shinji in countless situations, from intense missions to relaxed days at the village, but the frustration he saw in Shinji now was a stark departure from his usual stoic demeanor. Sure, they were both frustrated and devastated; the attack on Kumogakure had been a hard battle, and even though they had stood their ground, the mission was far from a success. The sudden appearance of the nine-tailed beast had been a curveball, and the enigma of the masked strangers still loomed over them. But there was something different in Shinji's frustration. It felt...personal.
Yusuke had always been perceptive. He could read the flicker of emotions in a person's eyes, the tension in their posture, the subtle shifts in their energy. But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was eating at Shinji. He felt a brief inclination to ask but he knew better than to press - Shinji would share when he was ready.
Lost in his thoughts, Yusuke was pulled back to the present by Shinji's voice. "Are you okay Yusuke?” Shinji asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine" Yusuke replied, his voice steady. He gave Shinji a brief nod, his eyes flickering back to the vast expanse of the desert.
“The events that unfolded in Kumogakure were unprecedented but we must ensure that our village and the Kazekage is aware of the gravity of the situation. As for the Kumogakure shinobi, I didn't spot any during the battle. They might have been engaged in other conflicts or arrived after the initial confrontation. I know how you are feeling, Shinji, it's disheartening to feel like we fell short of our objective. But we did what we could in the face of unforeseen circumstances. Moving forward, we also need to investigate information about these masked individuals and understanding their motives."
With a firm nod, Yusuke adjusted the straps of his gear and took a step closer to the Bedouin Refuge, beckoning Shinji to lead. “You can lead the way back to the village or wherever it is we need to go. You must know this terrain better than I do, as I didn't even know this place existed. What's it called again? The Boujee Refuge?”
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