O Let's Do It {Private nk}

Zen would be stand on the Desert grounds, the same sandy hill and the same three tall trees that he saw. The area was nothing new to Zen, this was one of his favorite spots anyways. His long dreads that was hanging, and his lazy brown eyes which was hidden behind his sunglasses, the sun was always indeed never hding in sunagkaure, it was always hot, you'll get lucky if you catch some rain! or even just a little bit of cold weather. Standing near a rock, the man would sit on it, just before he placed his right lag on top of his left leg, kneeling down, he would begin to fix his boots. Today, he was wearing his full on attire. Some baggy black pants, a white tank t-shirt, a orange scarf, and his fingerless glove which was worn on the right hand. His weapon pouch was filled with his weapons, both boxes of Makibishi which was in his backpack,  and his silver katana that was attached firmly to his left hip, a few exploding tags that was threw inside his backpack as well, he was ready for whatever today. Reaching insid ehis ninja pouch, the boy would simply pull out a kunai, holding it by the ring, he would turn to the sky once again. He didn't know what was going on today, after his missions he did do in the village, he was somewhat of excited, though, he needed a pack, people that could hang with him and at the same time don't know anything was took place.

"Could this be a message?"

Zen thought to himself, though it was only him thinking off the grain again, perhaps it was what evil that rest in his head?

" It could be, who knows? "

Just before Zen swung his hair back in a whipping motion, trying to let it hang longer, he would place the kunai back inside his pouch and stand.  Just before that voice came back, It was pretty funny this time, perhaps it was just the dead playing jokes on him? he did spent a night at the graveyard due to his mission orders. Rubbing his left hand in his face, he would sniff and smirk. " Well where the hell is everybody today!?!?! " Just before walking around, and the area was still dead, boring that is, perhaps someone would show up and save the day.

"What did you say you stupid piece of crap? you mean nothing to me you scum bag! I hope you lose your legs!"

Popping out a smoke bomb, he would think about letting it off and just filling up the whole area with smoke. Even though at the same time, he was still indeed ignoring those awkward hurtful voices in his head, this seemed really new to Zen, perhaps this was something he did at the graveyard? Either that, or some kind of weird spirit hop inside him who knows? Chilling in the desert, the man would be waiting for someone to show up, it was time to have fun perhaps? But he was still thinking about having a pack, it would be fun or some sort.

Murakami had had his ass handed to him two times, both by the same shinobi, a fellow ninja by the name of "Zen". Sure it was nice to think that someday he could be stronger, someday he could surpass his peers. However, in the short term it would probably be best to team up with a few others. "Strength in numbers huh?" thought Murakami as he wandered aimlessly in the outskirts of town.

It was a usual day in the desert with plenty of sand, heat, and wind. Not the best day by Murakami's standards. In order to better cope with the heat he was mostly wearing Suna clothing rather than his typical mix of Kiri and Suna garb. After a bit of wandering in the dusty landscape, Murakami had enough and was just about to turn back to the village when he noticed a guy, a dark skinned guy holding a smoke bomb in his hand.

Usually when he met strangers, he would be very cautious especially with a stranger who had a weapon in his hand. However, the guy seemed sort of familiar with a katana, however as far as Murakami was aware, he wasn't familiar with any really tan guys. Curious, Murakami drew closer to see what was really going on. As he got closer the guy became more recognizable until he was about 5 meters away when he realized that it was Zen! "Damn, he looks really different" thought Murakami as he began to grin. However, something hit him it wasn't usual for people to change skin color, grow a foot of hair, and change eye color to purple. "That can't be Zen" thought Murakami, but then shrugged it off. After all, what did he know about Zen after all.

Although, Zen wasn't the guy he had initially thought of as somebody he could team up with, the guy sure was strong judging by their last spars. "Not a bad choice of team member" thought Murakami. Shouting out to him as he walked closer "Hey! Do you wanna maybe form some sort of team?" It was an awkward way to start off the formation of a new group of comrades, "But who else immediately gets along with some random guys" noted Murakami.

Yawning, Haruto walked through the desert. His Genin headband was worn like a belt, and was tied to keep his pants up. He had tried wearing it on his head, but when the metal heated up, it was uncomfortable. He then noticed Zen, armed with a smoke bomb. He didn't quite understand the neccesity of such a device currently, and began heading towards his mentor. He noticed the other man as he was walking, but didn't recognize him. Heading up to Zen, he would look up at him curiously. "What are you doing with that?"

The desert a place where Vergil has been living within for over a year now, rarely does he step into the village, unless his food source runs out, he would stay within the area, always lurking. This would have to change. He would be traveling away from the village soon, and before doing that he wanted to make sure that it would be in safe hands while he's away. So far, with what he's seen it appears that unless an outside force interferes, and helps, everyone , especially the younger ninja would not have any guidance. It would be selfish for him to not stand up to the task. He had been privileged to have two of the village's most powerful Jounin to lead him, so why could he not do the same, now that he is in a similar position to lead. Finally he found himself ready to take that first step. He would be attempting to build a team, filled with elite ninja all of them with promising futures, and undying wills.

While walking through the desert, he spots a few familiar frames up ahead. One was Zen, a boy he saw far too often to not remember. The others were Haruto, and the Hozuki boy, both he had seen recently within the caves. Walking forward he would place both hands into his pants pockets, which extend down to a pair of black boots. On his torso is a black vest, fully exposing his bulky arms. On his head is of course the village's forehead protector. His head snaps in the direction of the Hozuki boy, as he screams off to Zen about forming a team. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He would have to capitalize now, and make his presence known. It would be hard for the standoffish Chuunin, but he would still try anyways. "Zen! Murakami! Haruto!" After saying this he would press both feet into the ground, and leap into the air, his body for the time being defies gravity, before finally landing softly standing three meters away from the three ninja. "What is this I hear about a team? Do you three think you would be able to stand within the ranks of one, and what could you possibly offer your future team?" He would quiz the three standing in front of him, removing his hands from his pockets so that his arms now hang loosely from his sides.

Turning towards Murakami, and Haruto's direction, Zen would raise the hand that held the smoke bomb. Zen knew they was worried about why he was holding the bomb, though, this wasn't harmful, it was something like the Hidden mist Technique, but only the smoke could be a little harmful as if you inhale to much or something. Standing on the hard sandy ground, Zen would hear sandy footsteps towards his right, another guess? well indeed no! This was a very known person in sunagakure no sato from zen's understanding. Once Vergil arrived, this meeting was now going to start up. but would Vergil being the strongest and what not, he would have to spark this chat off.

"Zen! Murakami! Haruto!"

" Yeah...?" Zen simply stated with a smirk on his face... His long dreads would now be on the top left of his shoulder. he indeed needed a new style...

"What is this I hear about a team? Do you three think you would be able to stand within the ranks of one, and what could you possibly offer your future team?"

" A team huh? hm that's awkward, I was here for something a little different, but indeed, I've gotten ahold of some information about a team. But indeed, I think this is important to have. There are missions that needs to be taken care of and other things. So, I assume forming this team together would be much helpful for sunagakure and much better indeed. Now under these circumstances. I've known Haruto every since he was an Academy student, and Murakami has been a friend of mine every since I came, and to be honest, I'm for sure they could stand by their ranks and kick ass like their suppose to do homie!  As for the offer towards this team, I think we need to get them stronger each and every one of us needs to fine our strength. But wait take that back..... I figure it's only Murakami and my good friend Haruto that needs to find their strength, perhaps we could work with them on this team journey thing? but anyways, I think we will make a great team indeed." Zen stated that statement and sighed. Just before he stepped towards the right, and focused all three of them. it was just getting started. he would grip the smoke bomb and smile. Though there was nothing else to say, Vergil knew Zen's information, and he knew what to do, make the team. Zen was already aware of the information.  With an sigh, he would smirk. " Alright vergil you know what to do! and hello my new teammates! " Zen sighed and walked away.

EXIT

It was an odd way to make a team. He had merely met with a couple of other guys and suddenly decided to make a team. Murakami thought that it was a much more formal sort of event with signatures or some sort of awesome party. However, so far it seemed to just be a little get together. Zen said that Vergil knew what to do about this team thing so Murakami turned to him first, the very well built guy "You ready? I don't really know much about you, but if Zen recognizes you I'm sure you have the skills". However, just asking him about this sort of thing probably wasn't the best way to evaluate it. He would have to experience it himself, "A very wise observation" thought Murakami. It would be an odd way to start off a team, but seeing their skills and strengths in real terms would help their teamwork later on. Pointing his fingers towards Haruto and Vergil he launched out a couple of invisible chakra threads that would hopefully go unobserved an attach themselves to their limbs. One for each of their limbs. Opening his mouth he made his first jutsu, spewing Mist out covering the desert landscape in a thick fog making it difficult to see each other. He immediately moved away from the location that he started in maneuvering himself away so his presence wouldn't be apparent.

Ironically, Haruto's dash to stop Zen from leaving would give him an escape from the chakra threads, and he didn't see the other jutsu preformed. Paying attention was not his strong suit. "Zen, don't leave just yet. Isn't this supposed to be more of a... formal thing? I wasn't even told of a team being started, so more info would be nice."
Haruto was pretty confused about all this, and that confusion would only rise as his site of Zen would lessen as a mist would cover the are. "What.. is this?"

The Chuunin looks over at Murakami as he speaks, nodding his head slightly. While it may be a bit rushed, as he expected to talk things out before sparring, but maybe with this he would be able to gain a better sense of their personalities. "Sure." Are the words that escape his lips. as he looks off at Haruto dashing to hopefully convince Zen to stay. If they were to be a team, then on their first meeting everyone would have to be present. If anyone left without a strong reason, then they'd be banished from ever returning to the team. Lifting his hand to attempt to call them over, he finds that they are a bit restrained. Looking at Murakami he smiles. This was not the first time he'd seen someone use invisible threads. Flexing his entire body, tensing his muscles, the cords would snap away from his frame, and he would now find himself staring into a thick layer of mist. Acting instinctively, he activates his byakugan, and waits to see what will occur.

640 Total AP

-1 for byakugan

639 AP remaining.

Within seconds before his leave, Zen was stop by Haruto, " what the hell man!?!?!?" Zen stated. he would then turn forward to Vergil's area as the mist build into the sky, Zen would turn to haruto and smirk. " Kid I don't know what this is, though, I think we're picking up on a spar here!" Now they was indeed talking Zen's language, a nice good old fashion fight. Zen thought this was smart anyways, just to see where everybody levels was. Once the mist was deep, Zen would preform Chakra sensory, this is so he could read everybody Chakra movement, and this would help him threw the mist.  Vergil was clearly ready for something like this to happen, due to him being a hyuuga, he knew how to play his cards right indeed. Under these circumstances, Zen didn't know what next to do after that. Due to the heavy mist, Zen couldn't manipulate anyone's shadow, not until indeed the mist cleared up. Standing there, Zen would think of his ninjutsu skills and other awesome stuff. Dashing off, he would place both hands together, turning to Vergil's and Murakami's direction, Zen preform his water technique:Water Release: Water Fang Bullet- "TIGER"  Once the wave of heavy water that contained the fang bullet was ready, Zen would not hold back, releasing it at the two direction, it'll knock them off they feet, but, Zen knew what Murakami could do, but due to this power this fang was pushing behind, he doubt he'll have enough time to turn his body into water. As for vergil, he only catch impact, as if that much due to his strength stat and speed stat. Once the fang was released, Zen would turn to Haruto and smirk. " Your turn little one!" Pulling out his katana, Zen would now preform the Chakra Infusion skill, this will allow the chakra to cover Zen's katana, this mean the sharpness will be much stronger and fun to use. Turning towards Haruto, Zen quickly noticed he was in the light, the mist didn't hit his direction due to him moving out of the path, therefore he was about to catch this manipulation of shadows. Zen would not bother with the infusion it was a waste of time, placing his katana back into his sheath, Zen would turn down towards haruto's shadow, and manipulate it: "RAT", once that happened, he would attempt to preform the shadow sewing technique, or perhaps turn Haruto into a joke who knows?  This would allow zen to have full on control with this boy shadow, it was all up to him. Though, due to Zen's chakra sensory, this would allow him to attract everyone's shadow, but he wasn't focused on that, he wanted this to go clean and smooth as possible, this would allow him to be on top. strong or not, you will get owned and smacked on!  Zen played his cards right, but was they going to do it the same exact way? While the attacks was happening. Zen could only laugh, these guys wouldn't really bout that life, they was lil homies.  Vergil would have to knock Zen off his feet to get back in control.. But Zen didn't know where this was going, perhaps he was going to turn haruto's shadow into a piece of paper? Zen didn't know, but this was going to be fun indeed. " ALRIGHT YOU DIRT BAGS LET'S GO! LET'S DO THIS! LETS FIGHT THE EYE OF THE TIGERRRRRR!!"

OOC: meh post, any fails or correction please let me know lol)

Judging by how both of his sets of chakra threads had both gone really slack, they probably had been broken or dodged. It was surprising, but perhaps pointing your fingers at people had been too obvious. Murakami was about to think about what he was going to do, before he noticed a giant wall of water coming towards him. Zen had "left" supposedly, but it was a water ninjutsu. However, other ninja may have water as their element as well, so Murakami decided to just put that idea on hold, maybe Zen was back maybe he wasn't. In either case despite the decreased visibility it was very easy to react Murakami then turned into water to merge with the giant wall of water that Zen had created. Rapidly moving through it he noticed that there was the other guy that he had tried to attach chakra threads to earlier. Right before the water would reach the guy, he launched all ten of his threads out again 3 for each arm and two for each leg and tried to restrain his arms and trip his legs trying to make him take the direct brunt of the giant water wave that had been created.

150/170 AP