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y ep in more ways than one

that’s so smooth o mg

Tracking down the one known as the Knuckle Head, told by many and even known as Konoha's Hero. To hear of this boy, beating someone like the Leader of Akatsuki; was fascinating. Something she had truly wanted to go and meet, and off to Konoha it was.  Not a care at all about the fake crimes that were held to her name, the female still stayed strong no matter what.  It did not matter if he did not know who she was, even when she heard quite a lot about him from a few sources; it still was quite the walk from where she was. But that did not matter at all. Still walking, feeling like hours had passed, her stomach had started to rumble.  "I'm hungry." She mumbled to herself, giving a slight frown as now the teen female decided to pick up the pace. Her black boots pressing hard on the grassy ground; and long raven hair swaying from side to side.  It did take her long enough, but she had finally managed to go and arrive in the village known as Konoha. It had a while since the attack; and some places here and there were still being repaired. But that did not mean that she not try and find him. However, first thing was first and searched around, seeing a different directions she could head to. So only thing that the female was able to do was take a guess, and it seemed that they were correct as she had come to a halt to a certain shop. "Ichiraku Ramen?" "Seems nice." She said to herself once again, and entering it. Taking a seat, and stared at the side, seeing the prices and the menu. The prices were nothing she could worry of; but more what to pick.   - "I haven't seen you before. Are you a visitor?"  Rouji had quickly turned to stare at the old man speaking to her, and she replied still with a friendly smile on her face. "Well, I guess you can say that." Her head turned back, her eyes scanning at what type to have. There was quite a few, however there was many tough decisions to make.    - "So what would it be?" He asked, 'should I have the, both? Or just one?'  After making up her decision she had turned to him and told him what she had wanted. "I'll just take a BBQ Pork Ramen."

desert--king

mizuai

disastorm

Obito waves to the newcomers, a worn bag in the other hand.

He shoves his hand in the bag and searches around a little, then once he's found what he's looking for, Obito withdraws three individual goggles, which are a similar design to his own. One pair has light orange lens, the other a sea blue, and the last a light red.

He holds them out towards the three.

    Ino had been in the middle of a very pleasant nap, lulled to sleep by the soothing noise of eternally tortured souls, when a familiar feeling tugged at her limbs. A hiss tore itself from her throat -- no, why now, what did some idiot want this time -- before she promptly dissolved into a plume of acrid smoke. 

    This was absolute bullshit. Demons had far better things to do than answer the calls of dimwitted mortals who didn't possess so much as a scrap of sense.