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Ayato Hyuuga
Ayato Hyuuga
Hogokage
Hogokage
Stat Page :

Mission Record :
Summoning Contract : Forest of Dreams Ravens

Living Clones : Natsuki
Toneri
Familiar : Maneki
Legendary Equipment : Raiment of Eternal Fortune
Stone of Gelel
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Clan Specialty : Taijutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 435700

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Thu Jul 22, 2021 2:16 pm
“You should come along,” Himari said, showing a wide smile full of bright teeth. Ayato hadn’t planned on going to the fair tonight, but Yui accepted before he had a chance to say anything. “We’d love to,” she promised. “Just let me finish with my hair. I swear, every night, I feel as if this humidity straightens out, and it’ll never stay in locks.”

“I can be of assistance,” Himari said. She ran her fingers through Yui’s hair before Ayato could blink, and he soon found himself relegated to the spectator’s section with Dusk.

“For real?” he hissed. “The festival, that was the best you could come up with?”

Dusk’s mouth tugged up on one side. “What, are you not up for it, Hogokage?” he drawled. “I think the girls and I could enjoy ourselves if you have something better to do.” A rush of fury filled Ayato at the image, but before he could do more than his palms form into fists, Yui and Himari were standing in front of them, perfectly reassembled for their time in Hoshi. Yui reached out to take his hand to ease the tension she found. “Come now, Ayato,” she teased. “Don’t tell me Dusk has you all riled up already.”

“No more than he deserves,” Dusk promised with a wink. Himari laughed. Yui rubbed her thumb over Ayato’s knuckles until he loosened his grip enough to hold her hand. “The festival, then?” he managed.

“We’ll meet you boys there once you are finished.” Yui chirped, leading the two couples out of the shinobi headquarters. The Festival had been in a park on the fringes of the west end, so it wasn’t even a mile’s walk from the Unseen University. Luckily, the summer evening was mild and the night young. The park itself lit with lanterns bright enough to illuminate the scene. It was a small festival, but there was food and music, and Ayato grudgingly admitted that he could see why Himari was excited about it.

Ayato kept his eyes on the crowd, scanning for a pair of blonde heads. When he spotted them, he could hardly hold back a murmur of annoyance. Himari caught his eye and motioned for him to come over. The musicians and singers had just started playing a new tune, and he knew where this was going.

“Let’s go,” he sighed, turning toward Dusk. “The girls—”

He broke off. Yui watched him from a handful of inches away, the heat in her gaze enough to make Ayato melt. “The, ah...” He ate and turned his white eyes away. “Dusk and I beg the honor to dance with you ladies.”

Yui leaned away, and Ayato could suddenly breathe again. “Well then, we best not let our brave Hoshi heroes down,” she said politely. When Ayato chanced another glance at her, Yui’s expression was regular again, with no sign that she had been looking at Ayato as if she wanted to eat him.

“Probably not,” the Hyuuga echoed, and the duo set off into the crowd.

“There you are,” Himari exclaimed when they came into sight, one arm wrapped around the blue-haired Tachibana. “We were curious where you two went.” She raised an eyebrow knowingly, and Ayato felt his ears burn.

“Dancing, was it?” he asked hastily.

“Yes,” Yui said decisively, holding out her hand. “Join us now.” It was a paired dance, so Ayato was holding Yui the whole time. Their hands continually came together and separated as they moved around each other and the other dancers. Dusk Tachibana and Himari danced right next to them, and Ayato swore that Yui accidentally bumped into him more times than were strictly warranted.

One might have been able to brush the touching of clothes or collision of elbows as clumsiness on the part of the shinobi. But Ayato was a skilled dancer; the practice drilled to him since childhood. Still, there weren’t any socially acceptable reasons Ayato knew of for the noblewoman’s hand to slide briefly along his waist or cup his elbow for a scant heartbeat. And definitely, no call for the moment Yui turned left when she was supposed to go right and ran straight into him, pressing them together for an instant from shoulder to knee.

Each touch wound him tighter and tighter until Ayato was sure he was going to snap. After a few dances, a steadily darkening twilight fell around them as the sun quickly vanished, first behind buildings and then through trees.

“Shall we go?” Ayato asked, trying not to look rattled by the girl’s attention.

“I think there’s a man over there selling roasted nuts, and that sounds simply amazing. I can never eat before a dance, and I’m positively starving,” Yui said, turning her teasing gaze on Ayato. “Could I beg some pocket change from my dear date?”

Ayato could feel Dusk’s eyes on him, but he didn’t look over. “Of course, my lady,” he said. The Kage handed over a few ryo and received a perfunctory kiss on the cheek for his trouble. He could feel her now, Yui’s warmth bleeding through the thin air that separated them. Ayato knew that if he leaned forward, he would be pressed against the woman if he took a moment to list to the side.

“Are you coming, Himari?” Their arms linked, and the two women vanished into the crowd.

“I see your wicked plot was to get me to buy nuts for your paramour,” Ayato managed, pointedly watching the crowd and not Dusk, even as he felt him draw closer.

“You caught me,” Dusk admitted cheerfully. “As it happens, that was payback for sticking me with the check at a restaurant last week. For a Kage, you are surprisingly careful with your coin.”

Ayato felt his mouth twitch at the dig. “I told you, it was urgent village business.” It had been for a given value of urgent—namely a couple of troublesome guests, partaking in black market trade.

Dusk’s snort indicated he didn’t think much of being left to cover both men’s bar tabs. “And what’s the urgent need today? What am I going to tell poor Yui when she returns and finds her partner gone?”

"Meeting a friend.” Ayato had to admit; this date was an excellent alibi to skip his guards. Shina would find out, as she always did. But he enjoyed every minute of it. The theater was a short walk from where the festival was. 

The doorman took quick note of the sigil on his white sleeveless surcoat, and the manager came out hurrying, all smiles and pleasantries. “A seat of honor for our Kage. Please follow me.” Underneath the surcoat, Ayato wore long-sleeve elaborate robes as black as the night sky. The robes tied with a purple linen sash around his thin and free of muscle fat waist.

The Hyuuga made to reach for his wallet, but they wouldn’t accept his money. Ayato thanked them and left the matter there. It was not proper to refuse a gift. Inside, an indigenous group was playing a bit about their history. Their origin was from the west of Haven Country, and there was had scant love for the shinobi in that place. Few of their people were rumored to have joined the Grimma ranks. Yet, the Kage understood that not everyone who lived outside the gates of Haven was a raider.

“They certainly do have an elaborate history,” Ayato observed. The balcony was empty, saved for the two of them. “Is the seat next to you empty, good sir?”

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Ayato Hyuuga
Ayato Hyuuga
Hogokage
Hogokage
Stat Page :

Mission Record :
Summoning Contract : Forest of Dreams Ravens

Living Clones : Natsuki
Toneri
Familiar : Maneki
Legendary Equipment : Raiment of Eternal Fortune
Stone of Gelel
Remove Taijutsu Remove Kanjutsu Jikūjutsu Default
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Clan Specialty : Taijutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 435700

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Sat Aug 21, 2021 6:47 pm
The box occupant greeted him and lazily pointed out to the seat beside him. They were on leisure time, and the master did not feel the necessity to put the word lord before Hogokage.  The amiability of the Kozai Yuki was one of the two prominent traits at surface level. A man that did not look a day past thirty yet had the same age as Ayato's sire or at least would have if Hibari Hyuuga had lived past five and forty. The other was his rinnegan. Of course, Kozai had never made such revelation to the Seventh Hogokage, or his predecessor for that matter, but then again, he didn't exactly have to. Not when one of the Six Paths of Pain had been left to the task of handing Ayato a brochure.

Yasaki had given him the play-by-play about everything else. Not a fantastic predator of brute force, Kozai disliked combat, seeing it as a necessary evil. The Dark Master of the Archives wields power, just not in the way shinobi of this day and age were accustomed. He attacks with intelligence and cunning to his target’s most significant weaknesses. Everything he does is some version of interrogation. The former Tsuchikage tried to have control of every situation. He was using dialogue to increase the emotional significance of upcoming events. Kozai will subtly flex his power through politeness and implied threats delivered with a smile. Sitting beside Ayato was a man capable of carving out a perma- spot into his enemy’s heart. 

Kites danced around, the likeness of strange creatures. Who was not to say they were not real once. A bird of fire, tracing a path to the promised land as a road of light in the sky. It held significant symbolism from a distant past and an age long gone, a guide to the promised land.

“I believe they are referring to the cracking of the moon. And the bird is a comet, see how its flames across the night sky,” Ayato responded to Kozai’s question. “People often engaged in the practice of interpreting falling meteors as birds of fire or dragons.” It was easy to see why. Comets and meteors fly through the air and breathe fire when they enter the atmosphere and land with a massive roar and a boon.

A greybeard appeared next, wearing a long purple hat and robes with golden ribbons.  The man spoke of a great hero that would lead the world through the darkness with his magic blade. A hundred days and a hundred nights, he forged it, as it glows white-hot in sacred flames. “Kassandra,” he said to her, for that was her name. “Bare your chest and know that I love you best of all that is in this world.” She complied, why nobody could say, and the last hero thrust the smoking sword through her beating heart. It was said that her cry of anguish and ecstasy left a crack across the face of the moon, but her blood, her soul, her strength, and courage went into the blade. Such is the tale of the Hearteater, the Red sword of heroes.

"Aha!" Ayato said in excitement. "It seems we have another moon reference in our hands." The Kage’s grey-white eyes examined the leaflet to see what was coming next. “The disappearing man,” Ayato noted, scratching under his chin. "The great trick of the evening, or so they say. I'm curious to see what that might be." He turned to Kozai, his thin lips forming to what appeared to be a smile.

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Ayato Hyuuga
Ayato Hyuuga
Hogokage
Hogokage
Stat Page :

Mission Record :
Summoning Contract : Forest of Dreams Ravens

Living Clones : Natsuki
Toneri
Familiar : Maneki
Legendary Equipment : Raiment of Eternal Fortune
Stone of Gelel
Remove Taijutsu Remove Kanjutsu Jikūjutsu Default
Remove Earth Water Lightning Remove Default
Clan Specialty : Taijutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 435700

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Wed Sep 15, 2021 5:26 pm
The moon cracking was an event that happened four hundred years ago, witnessed by the people of this land—the result of a great battle between two heroes in the face of the moon. Suppose anyone could make sense of how man found a way to get there physically. Then again, the whole world stopped making sense a long time ago. 

A question on Kozai Yuki’s lips, but he was not asking for details about the legend. It seemed that for a brief moment, the labyrinths of Ayato’s mind concerned him. One did not need magic eyes to notice the emotional tone in Kage’s earlier words. 

“It’s not curiosity you are correct; it is heritage,” The Hyuuga admitted. “My mother was a native of Haven, a noblewoman. Instead of spending time in the royal court, she visited the indigenous tribes and listened to their concerns. I suppose, in a way, I am retracing her steps, trying to keep in touch with my humanity.”

Taena Yomiyama died when the Kage was a boy of six years. Ayato knew the food she liked, the dresses she wore, the places she loved to visit. Yet Ayato barely remembered her. In truth, he only had one real memory of her. She was looking outside the window of the hospital and waiting for the end. She had looked back at her children with a blank face; to this day, Ayato wasn’t sure she recognized him.

As Ayato spoke, a white bird had joined the stage; it reminded Ayato of a white eagle owl. The type of bird was common in the West of Haven. The scene portrayed the steppes and hills of Haven Country; the performer was dancing and prancing before finally disappearing. And surprisingly, so did the stage behind him. Replaced by a new one that portrayed a desolate wasteland blasted half to hell.  

“I must admit, this is turning into a lovely evening with tonight’s performance. Perhaps I ought to invite the performers to the next Kage Summit. The last one I attended in Sunagakure lacked positivity, but not of drama, I’m afraid.”

Ayato saw the master of the archives leaning forward, Kozai’s brow turning into a frown as he watched the troupe more intently than ever before in the night. “You seem quite pale. Was the last act not to your liking?” Asked Ayato, touching the bottom of his jawline. This time it was his turn to ask the questions.

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Ayato Hyuuga
Ayato Hyuuga
Hogokage
Hogokage
Stat Page :

Mission Record :
Summoning Contract : Forest of Dreams Ravens

Living Clones : Natsuki
Toneri
Familiar : Maneki
Legendary Equipment : Raiment of Eternal Fortune
Stone of Gelel
Remove Taijutsu Remove Kanjutsu Jikūjutsu Default
Remove Earth Water Lightning Remove Default
Clan Specialty : Taijutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 435700

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Mon Oct 04, 2021 8:20 pm
"A lot of commotion went on during the summit," Ayato said, adding ice to his voice to amplify the confirmation of that particular rumor. The play and the theatrics on stage, suddenly far behind them. "How did Kozai know?" That was always the question. Nobody from the Kage's party had contacted this man, at least not that he knew. Perhaps it was patron gossip from the alehouses. Not that Ayato pictured the man beside him ever visiting one. Ayato was not very fond of them himself.

"I believe my escort did their job in Suna in the summit of the Five Great Kages. After all, here I am on this box, alive and well enjoying the show. They had a secondary task to keep quiet during the summit. They did that as well when we were there anyway. After that, I'm not sure." The Kage said, the tone of his voice firm and direct.

"Konoha." The Hoshi's Kage finally admitted. "That was the opener and main topic of the summit. They had lost their freedom to Kiri years ago. The current Kazekage, Mizuki Ohta, had received an influx of refugees from that village, decided to try and liberate them from Kiri's authoritarian rule. A genuinely noble act, as was her endorsement of the Hokage at the time, Wan Senju. The Raikage was supportive of this as well. Unfortunately, the Mizukage's hands would not let go of his spoils of war so easily. To hear him say it in the name of world peace, he demanded one secret technique from everyone present to free Konoha. I was the first to call such demand utter nonsense."

The Second Mizukage, a man whose letter's to Ayato post-Chuunin exams, revealed his name to be Aloide Terumi. He was nothing like that Leviathan, this Xyxer Gyojin, the one who ruled with one hand open for loyalty and the other clutched around a weapon. That one was iron; he would break before he bent.  A shinobi does not have the luxury of choosing his battleground. Much less a Kage. Even if it's a battle is fought with words instead of spears. Ayato understood quite well after that summit that people got drunk in words the same way a Hyuuga Warrior like him did with battle fever.

"The Kazekage suggested combat between the Kage's of Konoha and Kiri. Even though Wan Senju was fast to accept, the Mizukage was even quicker to deny. That’s where the matters stood before the summit resulted into insults and meaningless bickering." 

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Ayato Hyuuga
Ayato Hyuuga
Hogokage
Hogokage
Stat Page :

Mission Record :
Summoning Contract : Forest of Dreams Ravens

Living Clones : Natsuki
Toneri
Familiar : Maneki
Legendary Equipment : Raiment of Eternal Fortune
Stone of Gelel
Remove Taijutsu Remove Kanjutsu Jikūjutsu Default
Remove Earth Water Lightning Remove Default
Clan Specialty : Taijutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 435700

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Tue Oct 12, 2021 7:25 pm
“Yes, you are correct,” Hyuuga said to the former Tsuchikage’s opener. “Kiri won over Konoha by right of conquest; it is their territory to do as they please. It was up to Konoha’s leaders to give them hell if they had such a burning desire for freedom. Instead, they went to the Suna, who was more than willing to get involved.”

The Kage did his part in this politicizing battle with words but never took much joy in it. Ayato was always a man who enjoyed the virtues of action. He was trained to fight fast ever since he was deemed old enough to hold a gentle fist stance—the heritage of the great Hyuuga clan. Ayato’s father was a shinobi, and his grandfather was too. So were both of his siblings. 

"I understand what you are saying all too well. I find it outlandish that the Kazekage was a novice that had no idea what they were doing." Kozai made an excellent observation; that whole summit might have been a veiled attempt to cause friction among shinobi villages.  Something that Ayato was oblivious to until now. Or perhaps part of his always knew but never wanted to admit.

"I fear the fake friend, who hugs me more than the enemy attacks me," Ayato said with ice in his voice, almost as if he was talking to himself. He must have read it somewhere. There had been people in that village that he cared for, Zaine and Souji, his friend and relative from the old Konoha. But these two were not the entirety of Suna. Trusting others outside of your villagers would most likely end with a dagger buried in your back. The thought of being found face down in a ditch had scant appeal to Ayato.

"An elite unit within our ranks, the Nova Corps, is ready to defend the realm against any potential threats." The Kage said reassuringly. 

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