It had been abandoned for some time the once cosy little home in the outer reaches of the village now reduced to nothing but a pile of ash and rubble the smoke rising from smouldering flames all but gone many years ago. Three graves lay by that home unnamed but still a bundle of flowers lay on each one it was obvious someone had visited recently to pay respects given how out of the way the place standing before these graves was a man long passed his prime even the untrained eye could pick that up a main of white locks traveling across his shoulders and down his back.
He stood tall a trait that ran in the family fists clenched in a tight grip grief and sorrow plain to see spreading across his features as wandering eyes took in the scene slowly piecing together the events that had transpired. "This is a mess....not even my eyes can pick up all the details after so many years but I can only suspect one of the two had something to do with this." he spoke no names lest someone be listening in.
Standing in that empty place the man in question was rugged to say the least looking as if he hadn't seen anything resembling civilisation in months loose clothing hanging ragged and torn off his upper torso, the normally clean white mane being patched with dirt and marks missing in areas as burns crawled up his arms and neck. There was a feeling it had been a strange decision to return here but the time was right and the Hyuuga had to ensure that things had not gone as in the tragic manner he suspected.
Much to his dread it was very much the case the three graves being very obvious to him who lay beneath the layers of dirt his pale eyes cracking to life as the thick veins travelled down his cheeks face freezing in horror making out the few small details he could. "Is this really what you've become turning on your own clan before she could get to them first...no that can't be true because you couldn't be certain we were even alive. Then again..." Many scenarios were crossing through his mind taking in each possibility before quickly replacing it with the next turning his head back to the home before sighing.
"Well the least I can do is clean up your mess." Forming a series of hand seals before slamming palms to the soft ground the home began to shudder and sunk slowly swallowed up by the earth around it the ground shaking as a steady stream of blood fell from his mouth to the ground his body not prepared for the strain of using high level jutsu anymore age and damage taking its toll over the many years in isolation.
[Playing NPC/Yukio's father for the sake of personal character]
He stood tall a trait that ran in the family fists clenched in a tight grip grief and sorrow plain to see spreading across his features as wandering eyes took in the scene slowly piecing together the events that had transpired. "This is a mess....not even my eyes can pick up all the details after so many years but I can only suspect one of the two had something to do with this." he spoke no names lest someone be listening in.
Standing in that empty place the man in question was rugged to say the least looking as if he hadn't seen anything resembling civilisation in months loose clothing hanging ragged and torn off his upper torso, the normally clean white mane being patched with dirt and marks missing in areas as burns crawled up his arms and neck. There was a feeling it had been a strange decision to return here but the time was right and the Hyuuga had to ensure that things had not gone as in the tragic manner he suspected.
Much to his dread it was very much the case the three graves being very obvious to him who lay beneath the layers of dirt his pale eyes cracking to life as the thick veins travelled down his cheeks face freezing in horror making out the few small details he could. "Is this really what you've become turning on your own clan before she could get to them first...no that can't be true because you couldn't be certain we were even alive. Then again..." Many scenarios were crossing through his mind taking in each possibility before quickly replacing it with the next turning his head back to the home before sighing.
"Well the least I can do is clean up your mess." Forming a series of hand seals before slamming palms to the soft ground the home began to shudder and sunk slowly swallowed up by the earth around it the ground shaking as a steady stream of blood fell from his mouth to the ground his body not prepared for the strain of using high level jutsu anymore age and damage taking its toll over the many years in isolation.
[Playing NPC/Yukio's father for the sake of personal character]