No time to Waste, Arrival in Ame [Open to Kibayashi only no kill. invite only]

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High up in the sky at late evening, was a figure over the Port of Dreams, as Bankai was flying slowly just trying to reach over land because he knew if he were to fall into the sea, he would not have enough energy to swim ashore. He struggled to continue and as he looked down he realized he past the edge of the port and deactivated his jutsu and his body just fell from the sky about ten feet as he crash landed into some wooden boxes and just let his body slide on the concrete and he had no energy left to do anything else and just collapsed under exhaustion. And now he could take a rest...finally.

When he came to his senses he realized that it was morning of the next day. He felt refreshed and strong again. The beauty of sleep he thought as he took a look around, he realized where he landed. He had destroyed a few boxes well in his crash landing last evening and nodded his head and stretched his body and started to let the blood flow throughout his body yet again. So this was Amegakure, and he wondered what sort of things will he see while he was here.

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-Admin Interruption-

1) How are you flying? You have no flight jutsu.
2) If you're using a glider or wing suit, you need to say so.

Travel threads are pretty lax, however, you can't use abilities and such that you wouldn't be able to use elsewhere in them.

Now what he had to do was to change his identity...totally. Oh how he wished his life could be of a normal soldier. Oh how he wished Hanagakure had not done what it did to him. And oh how he will one day bring down the officials that so callously brutalized and murdered his family and lied to him, making him think he was on a pedestal knowing fully well that he was nothing more than an experiment...a clone. He will also have to find out where is the real Misaki Bankai is and he would have to return to the laboratory that he once visited and find his abductors. The next time he set foot on Hanagakure's soil he will be nothing short of a God. Hanagakure was still his home in his mind, its rolling hills, the great city and the efficiency of its military. And he knew that the defenders of Hana was not to blame for what happened to him. The last events of what happened to him the last time he was in Hanagakure was because his mind had become fully warped and he was not thinking straight. Or maybe it was destiny that he attacked that girl in the park that day. He still did not know how he survived the attack from the Commander General himself, that was just luck of the draw it seemed like. The ordeal traumatized him even more, to see death right in front of you with its hands made of bone that grasped him and its skull face and empty eyes looking at him and being able to still be alive. The more he thought about it, the more he could see a possibility, far fetched it was indeed however not impossible. Could it be that the Commander General showed him some sort of leniency since he could have of course slain him with ease during their last encounter? That is why he made up his mind, come what may, he is not going to become an enemy of Hanagakure but rather a silent guardian over it. Because of that one act of kindness or mercy that he really did not deserve, he was alive and well and will be able to find the answers that he seeks. But this place where he came to, he knew nothing much of this place and their alliances or political standing in the world.

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ooc: Fixed Karu. Placed the jutsu that I used for flight. Sorry for the misunderstanding.

Sitting with his feet dangling off the edge of one of the many islands that made up his village Naoki did as he usually did. He simply sat at the edge of the island and watched, his scarlet red locks dancing in the slight breeze. Today, like most other days, was silent aside from the stray squawk of a bird every now and again. Taking in a long drawn out breath of the salty air the young males lips would pull into the slightest of smiles as he looked on into the distance, focusing on what he believe to be a oddly slow moving bird. Seeing it flap as if injured he couldn't help feeling a tad sorry for the creatures situation. However, as the figure grew closer it took on a shape different from any bird Naoki had seen. It's silhouette seemed to grow arms and legs as what Naoki figured to be the body and wings flapping was simply a bobbing body. In truth wings were not visible and honestly a method of flight was not presented by the look of who or whatever was coming toward the village.

Although he had realized the 'bird' was not a bird at all Naoki still sat silently as he watched the figure grow larger and larger every second. Then as it was just coming into view the redhead would see it's movement suddenly stop, the only direction it went was down before crash landing some place near the port. Naoki would sit on the ledge for a bit longer trying to talk himself down before his curiosity would get the best of him. Shooting to his feet he would quickly make his way to the port, leaping island to island before arriving on the one housing the port. Slowing his sprint to a stroll as he landed on the island as to not arouse suspicion the shinobi would slowly comb the island for the figure.

After a few hours, which seemed like forever, Naoki would finally find what he expected to be the figure. A man lay sprawled on the floor in the scraps of what use to be some crates. Not wanting to disturb him the redhead figured he would just wait until the other would awake. Seeing as he had crashed in the warehouse district of the port Naoki figured they would be fine for the time being so pulled up a crate, using it as a set as he stared at the stranger from a distance. While not having the courage to get closer to the stranger the shinobi kept his distance as his eyes scanned the individual, searching for anything that might hint as to where he had come from.

Sitting a little more than a meter from this man Naoki would begin to dose off, awaking only a few moments before him. As the stranger came to the redhead would curiously stare at him, his head cocked to the side.

WC: 495

Bankai knew he had to change even his name, everything about him had to change for the sake of his mind being at peace. There were things about his body he had no known as yet. He did not know fully to what extent they had really experimented on him. As he looked into a nearby puddle of water, his eyes grew large for his hair and face had changed. The only thing that had not changed were his eyes. Still blue and shimmering like sea. During his sleep, because of do doubt some unexplained chemical reaction in his body, that caused it to change. At least his memories were in tact and he knew where he came from although no one will know his name. He has had many names since he was made in a laboratory years ago. From X-13, to X to Misaki Bankai and now his name would be Shisaku. It had all become really confusing to him with all the name changes but it was necessary. Sometimes he hoped that eventually he did not go full blown psychopathic due to his identity crisis. As Shisaku woke, he took notice of a crimson haired person sitting not to far from him. His eyes squinted as he stood up from where he was and walked past the crimson haired person and continued on his way. He then saw a small wooden fishing boat and jumped in it and left the country for now.

[Exit thread.]


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Watching this strange man Naoki would remain on his crate as the other seemed to be deep in his own thoughts. Then all of the sudden he would stand up, walking toward Naoki and then past him. Raising a brow the red head would get up from his crate and  rush over to the man. Without a second thought his hand would shoot out, grabbing the man's arm before he could step into the vacant boat. Tugging his arm softly in a hopes to get the man to turn around Naoki would shake his head if he did so. However, if he were ignored he would be pressed for ideas and would panic and risk speaking. "The boat...isn't...yours." He spoke in a whisper as to not lose control of his speech.

[Exit interrupted]

WC: 133

Bankai was about to step into the boat and head out when he had already heard someone moving behind him, and felt the hand touch him which made him turn around and calmly look at the man. He was the same man that he had just walked past. Why was he even speaking to him? Bankai was not sure about this one. Did not matter really, as always, he will deal with these trials one by one.

"Oh? I already know that." smiled Bankai as he gently pulled his arm away and feigned interest in the place. "Where do you buy tickets for the ferry then?"

He was calm as most times as he looked at the person before him with his blue eyes. There did not seem anything too threatening about this one. From his looks, though he could tell that he was no civilian. All Bankai wanted to do was leave this place and not be bothered. So he had to somehow talk his way out of this or knocking him out because he had no intention of killing him.

While he expected a response he didn't think that the man would ask about the ferry. "Oh..." Thinking about it Naoki wasn't sure if that would be the best idea, although he would point toward a nearby dock that seemed almost empty. "There..." However, if one were to round the corner they would be meant with a view of a few civilians with their boats. This was usually where the common fisherman docked, but there were surely a few that would offer a ride for a price. Naoki had so many questions to ask as he pointed the man in a direction, but knew that every word he risked attracting attention or possibly even injury to someone. Thinking it through the shinobi would leave their meeting at that and hope that he would see the man once again in the future.

[Exit Thread]

Bankai relaxed his fist that was unseen at his side when the person before him offered no resistance. He really did not want to hurt him, after all he was innocent in all this. Bankai too was not a killer at least not yet. His mind had started to warp under all the confusion his mind was going through but to kill an innocent one, he had not reached that far. All Bankai wanted was to be left alone and in so doing, he will get his answers and ultimately get peace of mind. He smiled at the young man and waved him good bye for his kindness. He pulled his cloak over his frame and continued on his way where the man had directed him. He saw a boat and walked up to the man. He had a torn shirt, black hair and scruffy beard and a sea worn face.

"Hi...how much ryou to carry me to the nearest point on the main land?"

"Well, its 300 ryou. If you want food on board its extra." he snorted as he finished speaking and standing there looking at Bankai.

"That's fine. We leave now." said Bankai as he paid the man his money and entered the boat and again pulled the cloak over him as the man untied the boat from the jetti and pushed away from it with an oar and started the out board motor and pulled away. Bankai turned back to look at the jetti he knew at some point he would have to return to this place. And when he did, things will be drastically different...really different.

280 words..... [exiting thread and ama]