Its all in the Wrists (p, nk, Momo)

Yazu would walk down the streets of Kirigakure no Sato with a swagger that rarely would be seen on him. He no longer wore the kimono of a vagabond.  He had grown in the last few months as a shinobi, in power and knowledge.  He now sported nothing but a lightly armored sleeveless body suit that had a mask covering the lower half of his face.  His white hair blowing in the wind and his black eyes quite visible in the contrast of the pale skin and yellow irises.  The only thing visible that might give away his unique clan was the stitching of thread that ran through his mid forearm seemingly keeping his hand and wrist attached to the rest of the arm.  Yazu still had a belt with close to a dozen miniaturized scrolls around his waist and black pants.
 
He would have his hands in his pockets and wander casually down the street investigating.  Where would he start his new business?  An entrepreneurship he was planning.  The moment he could wrangle the funds the village owed him for his previous mission.  Which building should he lease?  Yazu had found a few that he liked. It had been a week or so since he had done any real training as well, though he couldn't get himself to do any training.  Not as fun to do by yourself he assumed.  As he made it to the Hokage building, he would stop and not proceed further.  His fear of the Mizukage over taking him.  Yazu just stood there and stared at the building that the man called his residence.  Yazu just looked fixated on a window with his hands still in his pockets.
 
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Momo was also walking down the streets of Kirigakure. She had just completed another low rank mission and was quiet hungry, although feeding the Mizukage’s hounds had caused her to feel a bit queasy. Momo was actually on her way to the kage’s office to receive her pay when she bumped into a man with white hair and a mask covering the lower half of his face. Upon bumping into him, she hit the deck. She had been so busy day dreaming that she didn’t realize where she walking. It took her a few moments to get up off the ground. She kind of just laid there which was quiet comical. Almost dramatic. She then sat up and began to assess the situation. Whipping the dirt off her face with her left hand, she looked up to see the man with the white hair.
 
Momo spoke, “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there.”
 
Momo then picked herself up off the floor, whipping off whatever dust was still on her shirt. Was 5’7” and about 105 pounds. Pretty tall for a girl her age. She was also only 13 years of age. She wore her head band strapped to the burgundy rope which held her blue robe together. Momo had also recently died her hair a burgundy sort of red (like the avatar lol). Momo’s jet black eyes looked into those of the man’s. Although he was older and Momo was only a young girl, she definitely wasn’t innocent.
 

Momo figured she might as well introduce herself now, with no hesitation and in an affirmative voice she spoke to the man with white hair bearing a mask that hid his mouth, “I am O-Ren, but you can just call me Momo. Everyone else calls me that. I’m a genin and you are?” She would say, right hand extended towards the man in order to symbolize their meeting.  
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Feeling someone walk into him made Yazu jump, given his strength it would cause him to move a bit though not actively make him stumble.  Yazu would turn his eyes narrowing singling out the individual who had crossed him.  Yazu saw a small girl had bounced off of him and fell into the dust on the main road of the village.  Yazu was relatively perturbed by what had happened, he had a real issue with personal space, as witnessed with the twins.  Though when he caught the visage of the young girl adorning her headband, a proud little genin, he could not bring himself to paint the streets with her blood.  Yazu would turn his entire body to face her, taking his right hand out of his pocket and holding it down at his side, the threads attaching his forearm beginning to unravel.
 
"I'm sorry," she said to him. 'Well apologies are nice' Yazu thought to himself, 'but it wouldn't quite suffice.' Yazu still eyed her narrowly showing no clear sign of emotion. Then the girl would introduce herself.  As she held out her right hand and told him her name was Momo.
 
"Hello, Momo.  I am Yazu of the Mist." Yazu would state as he reached out his hand and touched hers giving her a handshake.  He would then place a mark seal with his index finger on the underside of her wrist during the handshake.  He could not place it in a more convenient place but this was all in his master plan.
 
 
 The girl had made eye contact with him willingly, and Yazu would take advantage.  Channeling his chakra to his pupils the moment they made connection with her eyes she would be caught.  The pulse of chakra from Yazu would cause Momo to be caught in a paralyzing grasp.  No running and no fleeing.  Yazu would hold back allowing Momo to maintain control of her head and letting her continue speaking. (Power 20 just enough)  Yazu had no need to kill her, he was quite content with the amount of hearts he had.  Though, a little respect would be nice.
 
" I am a chuunin, Momo.  I believe you should watch where you go."  Yazu would growl the words between his teeth from below the mask while letting go of her hand. 
 
"Now what could be so important that you would make such a mistake? Daydreaming?"  Yazu would then ask frighteningly close to her.  Yazu only stood several inches taller than the girl and was also fairly frailly built.  His face only inches from her.
 
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(dont worry I respect the NK)

The man with white hair had introduced himself as “Yazu of the Mist.” As they shook hands, the man would place a mark seal with his index finger on the underside of her wrist during the handshake. After making direct eye contact with the stranger, she would feel her motions to be completely restricted.
Momo’s mind raced temporarily, but she had seen so much death and her life was useless at the time being, so he maintained her calm posture and allowed the man to restrict her movements, what other choice did she really have anyways?
“The temporary paralysis technique…the same technique the man with yellow hair had been using it on animals earlier.” Momo thought as she maintained eye contact.
The man then went on to informing Momo that he was a chuunin and that she should probably watch where she was going next time. This was not a frail statement either, as he had said it with an angry tone.
The man could most likely kill her instantly if he wanted to, but what would he gain? Momo took a deep breath as it may be her last.
The man then inquired what could have been so important to her that she made such a mistake.

“I’m sorry Sir Yazu. I had just returned from feeding the Mizukage’s hounds and I simply was just going to receive my pay so that I could find a place to sleep for the night..” The girl would say. “I promise I won’t make the mistake again.” Momo would say in a plea for her life, as the man with white hair was standing only inches from her face. “Do what you will.”  
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What a respectable response Yazu thought to himself.  Unlike many of the brats in this village Momo stepped up and apologized for her misgivings.  She did not struggle through the jutsu beyond holding her posture and standing tall in the face of evil. 
 
Yazu would reach his left hand up and pull the black mask covering his face down and allowing it  to rest around his neck.  Doing this would expose his face with a large grin on it seemingly spreading from ear to ear.  He would then step back and allow Momo her personal space, having had been too close up until now.  He could tell the paralyzing jutsu had worn off and Momo was free to act and Yazu would be ready expecting her to be tenacious and possibly launch an attack the moment she was free.  If she did he would prepare to dodge and throw his right hand extending it toward her leg and sweeping her out from her attack. If he did this he would still say what he had been planning on saying.  Of course, Yazu would prepare for it as only as a precaution, if no attack was launched Yazu would compliment her bravery.
 
"So Momo, you are quite an impressive youth, braving the Mizukage's vicious hounds and standing up to me despite the very real danger you could have been in.  Your apology is well accepted.  Now it is apparently the job of chuunin to help tutor the young genin of the village. Though until now I have yet to meet one who impressed me so much."  Yazu had stated walking back about 2 meters placing his hands back in his pockets. Still smiling from ear to ear.
 
"I am also here to collect payment for services rendered, though it is unlikely I shall receive them today.  Continue on receiving your payment and I will take you under my wing young sparrow.  Perhaps the flight shall be fruitful to us both."  At saying that Yazu would bow somewhat and let Momo walk to the Hokage chamber.  He would take the left hand and put the mask back on and wander over to the side of a building and lean on it until she exited the chamber.
 
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Momo watched while being constrained the male remove his black mask with his left hand. By doing this explosed his face and his rather large grin that seemed to spread from ear to ear. Next, Yazu would take a step backwards, allowing Momo her personal space once more. Momo then felt the paralysis technique cease, giving her back her mobility, although she didn’t move much besides being able to wiggle her toes and fingers, that was enough to allow her to understand that she now had control once more over her body; however she continued to stay still in case the man misinterpreted her motions as an attack, which probably wouldn’t have ended well. The next thing Momo knew, the man was speaking down to her, not in a negative way, but simply just because he was a bit taller than her. The man said that Momo was an impressive youth for braving the Mizukage’s vicious hounds and standing up to him despite the very real danger she could have been in. He also told Momo that her apology was accepted. He also said that it is his job to teach the young genin of the village. He continued to smile as Momo listened to him talk more.

He told her that he too was here to collect payment for his services although it seemed unlikely that he would be receiving them today. He then said something about taking Momo underneath his wing, and how such a relationship could be beneficial for the both of them.

Momo thought to herself for a few moments, “I do need a place to stay…I guess I have nothing to lose. Maybe this is my chance to get ahead. I need to get stronger.” She finished her thoughts.
“Sounds good Mr Yazu.” Momo would say as the man seemed to let her walk by. Momo walked into the kage’s office and received her pay, eventually coming out to meet the man. By this time, Yazu had put his mask back and positioned himself to the side of the building.

“All set.” Momo would say to him as she just stood there, about a meter from him.
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Yazu would lead the way, he would turn from where he was leaning and walk forward.  His back now facing Momo he would raise his left hand in the air and motion the girl to follow.  The other hand in his pocket.  The wind would blow his white hair whipping it around, and other than the wind there would be little sound on the mist strewn street. 
It would be a decent walk from where they were to his lab, which passed through a large open expanse he often used for training.  There wasn't much that he could teach Momo as of now though he figured the alliance would offer them both the opportunity to rise within the village.  Maybe Yazu could benefit from the girl killing outsiders to claim her rank. 
"So, Momo my dear, tell me about yourself.  How have you been enjoying the Mist village?  Does it meet your expectations?"  Yazu would ask while they still walked forward, he remained several paces ahead of the young girl while speaking to her occasionally looking over his shoulder to see if the girl was still tagging along.
He himself needed to snag up a couple of intermediary jutsu involving the suiton element, he would have no issue teaching the girl what he knew, of course after he learned them.  Knowing the directions through the town so well he could close his eyes and concentrate on practicing the hidden mist jutsu along with the water replacement jutsu to help the girl out.  Once he taught those he could teach her the all powerful water prison and possibly reach a point of mastering it.  It was quite powerful, and with his ability to remove his limbs he could capture individuals nigh indefinitely with it.
After exiting the town where the hokage chamber was they, would walk through a wide open meadow.  The meadow was relatively expansive and allowed a for a psuedo practice arena.  Nearly a half a kilo forward was the laboratory Yazu had been working on, which he would likely show Momo, though it didnt have the room to practice jutsu so this meadow would serve as a perfect location.
Yazu would stop and turn in the open and flat meadow.  It would be one hundred and eighty degrees so that he would be facing the girl when she finally caught up.  If Momo maintained conversation during the walk Yazu would respond.
Yazu would form the hand signs for the hidden mist jutsu and look around.  He would concentrate the chakra as it would release from his back, from the water mask underneath of his shirt filling the area with a thick mist.  He had completed the technique, just in time to show Momo how to perform it herself

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1547 wc, going to mid topic claim Hidden mist for 1000/1000 wc plz

(will get to posting soon had a busy week)

Momo watched as the man would begin to lead the way. She would follow uniformly. She did this simultaneously with his walking motion followed by his raising of his hand in the air to motion him to follow. Momo watched as the wind blew his white hair, causing it to whip around. It almost seemed to be happening in slow motion, the man’s hair causing her to have a brief flashback of her parent’s murderer. Momo gritted her teeth, although her facial expression remained blank. Momo would continue to follow the man for what seemed to be a while. There was no conversation to be taken place during this field trip. As they neared what appeared to be the mans ‘lab’, although she did not know it yet, Momo spotted areas in the foliage were there was apparent damage caused most likely by the man’s training.
 
After what seemed to be an eternity, the man spoke. He said, “So, Momo my dear. Tell me about yourself. How have you been enjoying the Mist village? Does it meet your expectations?” Yazu asked as they continued to walk forward, him being several steps in front of her. Momo would also make note that he would occasionally look back, most likely to make sure she was still there due to the silence.
 
Momo took a brief moment to ponder over her answer before replying. It was always smart to think before you spoke to avoid saying something out of line or in order to no offend someone.
‘tell me about yourself’, the man’s voice replayed in her head. “What about myself would be worth even explaining?” Momo thought to herself before speaking. The conversation was about to take a very serious turn. Momo was still young and naive. Although wise beyond her years and self-sufficient, Momo still lacked the ability to control her deepest sentimental angers and emotions. This was something that would most likely come with age and exposure to the ninja world.
 
“I’m not originally from this village. My parents were killed and I had no other choice but to join the ninja academy. It was either that or be an orphan. Luckily my father had taught me how to handle a sword at a young age, so that is how I’ve been able to get by. I from not too far from here.”
 
Momo didn’t elaborate anymore and figured her answer to be sufficient enough. Now that they were standing in the open meadow. Yazu would come to a halt. Momo hadn’t seen much serenity until now. Being away from the main village was nice and Momo’s head would pivit as she took in the scenery of the open meadow and the foliage. Momo watched as the man began to form a few hand signs.
 
“What is he doing?” Momo thought to himself. Her questions were soon answered.
 

Momo watched as the area around her would begin to be occupied by a thick mist, most likely from that of Yazu. A technique that Momo was most eager to learn, which could actually prove to be quiet useful in the future. 
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