A Stormy Proposition and a New Deal [Requesting Entry]

[Uchiha Izura]

It was raining that night, the pattering of the rain masking the sound of footsteps as a lone figure wandered through the woods like a phantom in the dark. Soon enough, the village gates came into view, and he waved a hand just as two guards were about to ask questions. Then…silence. The guards stopped, almost as if dazed by some kind of mind trick. And Izura continued on his merry way, pulling the hood over his face more, concealing it from onlookers.

[Requesting Entry]

 

[Kishiko Nagisa]

Kenshin had been patrolling the gates for a while. Since the fight he had been sure to spend time at the gates every day keeping watch.

This night was dark and rainy. Still there were people coming and going.

The guards were busy doing something else when this hooded figure needed help entering.

Kenshin would approach.

"Passport please." Kenshin would say the rain dripping on his exposed head.

 

[Uchiha Izura]

The hooded figure pulled a crystal out from behind his cloak, before showing it to Kenshin.

“Katsura, mercenary from Tsukigakure. My apologies- I was under the impression that you used a crystal passport system like Sunagakure. They...automatically detect those things.”

The hood, along with the lower face mask concealed the courtly smile he gave to the Leaf Sennin.

“I have…..things of interest to sell to Konoha.”

The rain picked up in intensity as the sound of thunder loomed overhead.

[Topic Left and Village Entered Unless Stopped]

 

[Kishiko Nagisa]

Kenshin would take the name down.

"Very well you may enter. Next time something more offical than that would be appreciated. Also pick a better time. Coming in this late and people might think you are... up to something." Kenshin would say

"Havea good night and welcome to the Konoha." Kenshin would say and then he returned to his mission of looking at the gates. Hopeful this rain would end soon.

[topic left Access given]

 

[Uchiha Izura]

“Thank you sir.”

And with that, the hooded Izura entered the village, wrapping his cloak more tightly around him to counter the wind that was coming in. The weather was getting worse, making visibility more difficult. He’d find an inn for shelter, and then he’d be able to meet potential clients later.

[Topic Left and Village Entered]