Rice to meet you :D

Yasahiro's attempt to recruit Fujimaru puzzled him.

Though he appreciated the praise, the suggestion wasn't exactly one the young traveler had been expecting nor one he was sure he even wanted. Of course being a shinobi sounded cool on the surface, but Fujimaru wasn't an idiot he knew the job came with certain responsibilites. Things like interrigation and killing, bloody business which Fujimaru wanted no part of. He stopped to consider how he'd let his new friend down lightly.

"Buddy dont get me wrong here, I appreciate the offer but I'm not sure thats the kinda life I'm trying to lead. I'm looking for something a little more reserved."

"I'm just trying to see the world, not fight my way through it"

He took a swig from his bottle of sake, pondering the latter half of Yasahiro's request, the village was beautiful in its own way, and the people seemed welcoming enough. He'd initially only planned to stay a night or two to rest from his travels but the idea of an extended stay was beginning to grow on him.

"That said, I do think I'll stick around for a bit. It's a nice little town you've got here it'd be a shame to pass through without seeing it all."

WC: 208
TWC: 1858

"That's fair," he shrugged. "Though, you'd be surprised how useful a little training can be in one's travels."

Pausing, he downed the rest of his drink with a quick tilt of his head.

"I should probably check on Kazuko,"  his brow furrowed, and he pushed back from the bar. "Wouldn't want our mutual friend to make a second appearance in the streets. Speaking of which, the inn you were asking about is just down the street."

A few patrons stumbled into the bar. With farmers and artisans alike calling it quits for the day; the bar would surely fill up in the next hour or so. Yasahiro, for his part, did not much care for the company of crowds, especially intoxicated ones—it was time to make his exit and leave Fujimaru to his evening. After all, the Uchiha probably had better things to do than prattle on with an overworked leader, there were far better things to be done with one's time.

"Take a left and look for the large sign, it's hard to miss. Anything else I can help with before I head out?"

Somewhere in the distance, a bell rang.
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TWC: 1786

Who?

Oh Right, the girl from earlier. Who was she anyways? Yasahiro's Assistant?

The young man pondered before deciding it didn't much matter, there was always time to find out later.

"I swear to god, if I run into her again, I am leaving this village"

He'd joke before Yasahiro told him the location of the Inn he'd mentioned earlier, prompting a nod from from the increasingly intoxicated man before him.

"Nope, I think im gonna hang out here for a little while longer, have a few more drinks."

"It was nice meeting you Yasahiro, I'll see you around I guess!"

He'd say waving his hand before taking another sip of his sake.

WC: 113
TWC: 1971

"Sure thing," the samurai made his way to the door. "If you're looking for me drop by the main gates and mention my name."

If not stopped, the Komekage continued on his way and out of the bar. The early evening air smelled of smoke, salt, and stale alcohol: the aroma of a growing port town far if ever there was one. Down each alleyway and through each open door, the former exile caught brief vignettes of everyday life from a pair of drunks to a forlorn lover wandering about the streets without purpose or direction. In the distance, the bell fell silent only to be replaced by the distance slosh of the sea—a sound Yasahiro had only recently become accustomed to falling into a dreamless sleep to. For the first time in a long time, the streets of Tanbogakure felt familiar, like home.

Perhaps Asahi had been right.
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Exit.
TWC: 1936

[Editing claims in soonish]

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind" He'd say before standing and heading back to the shuriken board, before the crowd could get to it. He'd just gotten started with those things, and although he'd said he had no interest in becoming a shinobi... Something about those shuriken in his hand just felt right.

--EXIT--
WC: 55
TWC: 2000

Claiming: 1500 to respec to fuinjutsu (training discount), 500 towards ninken summoning contract. 20 stats to chakra (30 total).