Kurusu would show up at the gates precisely at the time had specified for Yatamaru. He was dressed just like had been once the mission had been explained to the ANBU officer. In a complete standard garb used by any other Chuunin of Sunagakure. Unlike the other shinobi, though, his own lack any insignias or sufficient distinction to allow anyone to discern his actual rank within Sand's military hierarchy. In truth he was part of neither, but there was no doubt his real allegiance was to the Kazekage and the village itself. Where his office stood though, was part of another story that was yet to be unveiled. The dark haired man stood there, silently and patiently, waiting for his new companion. One had a ton of trouble to convince that help was needed. A village, two days worth of traveling away from Sunagakure, had been the targeted, rather recently, by a series of brutal murders. All that had left in each incident, was bits of mangled humans. In both times, since there had been two attacks, one in the last week to boot, had left very gory painted walls. Coincidentally, both victims lived alone and, actually, not very far from each other.
Regardless of the necessary amount of time, Kurusu would wait until Yatamaru arrived. He had accepted the mission offer and he would leave without the guy. He was going to the see this through no matter how hard it would be. He could handle this case alone, but he had been ordered to not do so. He had been instructed to tag along with someone else and so he did. Once the ANBU were to arrive, Kurusu would greet him with a single and simple nod. After checking if the guy was packed, given he had a small backpack with everything he knew to be necessary, he would immediately storm off. They were going into the desert but, luckily, to a area that was mild compared to the extreme regions known within the Wind Country. The area they were going to had never shown the extreme ranges of temperature usually common in some other places. There was also plenty of green, given the village of 100 had been built near an oasis. Okoshin was not a very big place, it had never been bigger than 60 buildings at one time. Precisely the count it had nowadays.
They would reach the village at the end of the second day of their journey. The sun was already setting and the previous night had been pleasant, given they had camped on the outdoors with little protection or shelter. "I suggest we camp outside this hamlet and get to the local governor tomorrow. A fresh mind will do wonders for us to have a talk with the guy." Kurusu would suggest. He was totally ready to camp outside and forgot the possible comfort of a linen sheet bed and fluffy pillows. But if the ANBU could really not forsake such commodities, they would enter the hamlet and search for a inn among the buildings.
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Regardless of the necessary amount of time, Kurusu would wait until Yatamaru arrived. He had accepted the mission offer and he would leave without the guy. He was going to the see this through no matter how hard it would be. He could handle this case alone, but he had been ordered to not do so. He had been instructed to tag along with someone else and so he did. Once the ANBU were to arrive, Kurusu would greet him with a single and simple nod. After checking if the guy was packed, given he had a small backpack with everything he knew to be necessary, he would immediately storm off. They were going into the desert but, luckily, to a area that was mild compared to the extreme regions known within the Wind Country. The area they were going to had never shown the extreme ranges of temperature usually common in some other places. There was also plenty of green, given the village of 100 had been built near an oasis. Okoshin was not a very big place, it had never been bigger than 60 buildings at one time. Precisely the count it had nowadays.
They would reach the village at the end of the second day of their journey. The sun was already setting and the previous night had been pleasant, given they had camped on the outdoors with little protection or shelter. "I suggest we camp outside this hamlet and get to the local governor tomorrow. A fresh mind will do wonders for us to have a talk with the guy." Kurusu would suggest. He was totally ready to camp outside and forgot the possible comfort of a linen sheet bed and fluffy pillows. But if the ANBU could really not forsake such commodities, they would enter the hamlet and search for a inn among the buildings.
OC:
You need 6000 words, minimum to be eligible for the rewards, so keep showing your current and total word count in each post, for the sake of papertrail.