Nisshoku On Missions!

Missions:

Old Man Rekka did what he did best, he took assignments on behalf of the team and was telling the team last minute about the assignments expecting them to be ready for it, He knows the Exams had just happened, but he wanted to make sure that his team was staying sharp and keen on the next set of tests on their journeys to being great Shinobi. Rekka had his time, but he found that as he worked with these youngsters, he too was more energetic and ready and pushing himself to be better for them.

Rekka would be sitting on a bench with his cane in front of him as he leaned on it waiting for the rest of his sorry team to get to his location that he sent out only five minutes ago, and he told them all he wanted to see them fifteen minutes before he had even written the letters of summoning, to see how well his team would do under the pressure.

The White cloak of the old man normally would be moving in the wind but at this time was being sat upon, however his long braided beard did flow with the breeze at the time.

Hiroma made his way to the meeting location. Usually, he wasn't one to ask for help, but if the help of this quality was readily available then he'd be an idiot not to partake. Sure he felt slightly bad about pushing an old man to help him out like this, but if he was offering he probably enjoyed it. Also, the concept of deteriorating with age was a concept that did not exist within the Senju clan. Hell, making it to such an advanced age while actively participating in ninja activities was a testament to his own abilities in its own way, right? Regardless, it was time to lock in.

He dropped down to the meeting spot after sporting an old man sitting down, draped in shades of white and gray. Whether it was his long beard or the haori he wore over his shoulders.

"Hey, Old Man, are you Rekka Meijin?"

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The old man would have his senses about him even if he was not actively looking around, when the first approached, the second was shortly behind him, so they were both present when he had the chance to speak, this was excellent cause he did not like to repeat himself " I am Rekka Meijin Indeed, You must be the newer boy that is filling in for one of my students who deemed not needing of my teachings..." at that moment his eyes would than dart to Xena "as for you, Do not think that your ignoring of the summoning of the Training back before the exams were a thing is forgotten, you will need to atone for such a brazzen display of disrespect, it may have been the very thing you needed to be able to win the exams if you had shown up " Rekka would than stand to his feet and walk around both of the younger shinobi and began to lead the way in the direction of the forest, as he lead the way he would begin to fill them in on the objective of their mission " We are to investigate a portion of the forest surrounding the village, it seems to be dying for no reason, in a rather unnatural manner at that, we must determine if we can what it is and if we can, reverse it however possible" The old man explained to both of the youngin's

He would fall silent unless asked a question or a topic required his response, When they began to get close, He began to slow his pace and became more cautious, stopping their movement for a moment to discuss with them " Listen, if this turns out to be the results of some eco-terrorist, we will do what we can to stop them, but the main goal is to take the information back to the village and if we have to , put their information into the bingo books and allow the ANBU to do their jobs of hunting down the criminals, again our main mission to to do exactly as I said, Investigate, determine, report, Understood? If I tell you both to run, that is what you must do, do not worry about me, get yourselves out at that moment and finish the mission...Mission First, Always...With that said, are we ready?" The old man asked as he changed the grip on his cane, changing from using it to assist him to walk to using it as a psuedo weapon if required as he waited for the shinobi's responses of being ready and answering any required questions before they headed out to complete the mission.

Post Wc- 444
Total Wc- 647/1334

The day had came again as he stood atop his home looking inward toward the village. Many changes had happened to him over the course of the days. His connection to the Yuumei had been broken...and thus his connection with his father. The face that he had seen in his inner world had slowly fizzled out of existence before leaving him empty and alone. Now he had felt a different connection one that had went against his chaotic nature. Instead of a head of crimson hair as red as the blood that flowed through him, it was now as blue as the flames of cremation that he made his own. He stood atop of his roof for a moment just enough to let the sun fully embrace him as he took in a deep breath and began to turn his back," Looks like another dreary day indeed," he said lowly to himself as he jumped off of the roof and began to head into the village proper for the day. As he walked he scratched his right cheek and yawned lightly, the past few days have not been kind to his sleeping schedule and without ample sleep he was quite the ornery person but there had been money to be made and he planned on going through with it. Since he had signed up for the missions last minute he had requested his name not be added to the documents officially, it was a pain trying to remember names and even worse having people remember you. If he could get in and get out that would be preferred for him, but knowing how things have gone for him in the past that was highly unlikely someone would not be too friendly toward him.

It took him some time but he had made it to the group before they had walked off, presumably to start the missions and he was...perplexed at what he saw. An old man, probably as old or older than Hiroya. One that he had remembered from the Culling Games, Xeno or whatever her name was. The third was.... well he didn't know this one. There was a small shrug from him before he realized they were talking just as he arrived. Either these two were somehow this old one's students or there was a miscommunication somewhere. Either way he would clear his throat and announce his presence," Hate to interrupt your bonding moment but i'm the fourth for your little mission detail. Can we go ahead and get this done and over with? I am overdue for drinks and meat today," the now green eyed male would slide his hands into his pockets as he waited for the consensus and off he would go.

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