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| - A man silently walked throught the woods, also know as the Yugakure Outskirts. As he approached a particular spot, he sat down and began to meditate. Mediation was so relaxing. It was the only way to relieve his stress. He had a temper. Combined with his Kekkei Genkai, he could be extremely deadly when angered... Nami walked alongside her partner, Ryu, a dirt filled road near Yugakure. Akatsuki robes swishing across the dusty road, as the tips of the white and black fabric etched across, leaving it's own small dust trail. Looking at him. "We need to draw him out... a distraction, something. If the people of Yugakure are as patriotic as rumors say, we can draw him out easily..." "Any ideas?" Intently focused on him, her scar on her face glistening with a smooth shine. Grabbing a small scroll from within his Akatsuki robe, he begins to walk forward toward the small village his eyes locked and his vision focused. "Attacking this village directly isn't a smart choice, nor is sneaking about the town as its possible that we are discovered and cause another riot." He slowly pulls the paper that was blowing gallantly through the cool breeze. "So...we can attack from the sky." Placing it on the ground, he releases several hand seals and places his palms on the scrolls seal. In which, large black thunder clouds started to form above the sky making a roaring noises. After patiently waited for a few minutes, Ryu could see lightning dance within the sky. The time was perfect, it was time to strike. Using Lightning Release: Striking Lightning, he called down several powerful bolts lightning from the sky and onto the village. Causing damage to many citizens homes and monuments. Hearing screams from the village, Bakuha looked to the sky. "Hmm... why would clouds only develop above the village? Must be an intruder." he thought as he rushed to the area of which the lightning was coming from. As he stepped out into the clearing, he noticed two ninja, side by side, watching him. Focusing on them, he spoke. "WHo are you and what purpose do you have for attacking this peaceful village?!" he demanded, his anger swelling. "Him." she pointed to him. long sleeves covering her hands, so it drooped some past, and fell an inch or so towards the ground, the sleeves clearly too long for the woman. Sensing the chakra was no problem. Looking to Ryu, giving a nod to signify she was ready. "Ready?" She asked, her own chakra perparing itself. Pulling her hands to her side, she had kunai and one, perparing to use a few hand-seals in the other if combat arouse quickly. Slowly turning his attention from the young man behind the duo, he observes the figure. "Peaceful...thats such a funny word..." Ryu chuckles. "Anywho...are you Bakuda Hakoda?" Bakuha, about to yell, calmly responded with a simple, "Yes..." "Who's business is this anyways? From the look of your robes, you are Akatsuki. Why attack Yugakure? We are a peaceful village that has never participated in war. Why attack it?" he asked, about to spill over. He was a little nervous, but remained calm, gathering his chakra as to prepare for the worst... Not answering, only offering a simple two worded response. "Enough questions." She stayed calm, body showing no form of aggresion of tensity. Staying silent, waiting for Ryu to give an answer... or attack, maybe both. But she would wait until he was ready, jutsu perpared in her head, and kunai hidden, she was all too anxious to see the responses. "Stop worrying...I didn't kill anyone...that I know of..." Ryu replies observing Bakuha's motions. "You've been asked to join our Organization, your will to come is either free or forced...choose wisely." Ryu explains, annoyance within his voice as he tired of possible members resisting. Bakuha's face was full of surprise! "Why would I join the Akatsuki?! All you have ever done is spread misery, I'm a kind man who wishes for nothing more than dying of old age in his home village. I'm a simple man. Being in Akatsuki makes my life complicated. I guess your answer would have ot be forced... if you can." he said as he pulled out a kunai from his pouch, his sleeves obscuring it from view. He was ready for an attack, which was inevitable.
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