The Gankster and the Oro (p)

Orokana woke up early that morning, he had a day off and wanted to spend the day relaxing. he could only think about his book. and what he is, he needed to stop thinking about it. it bugged him how much this bothered him. he thought he had a stronger will, he was wrong. it tortured him. mocked him. he should visit yen and have him help him make his will stronger. or have him break it. least he would be kinda safe. he sighed and looked outside to get his mind off og thse events. it was kinda sunny but cold. winter is coming and oro loved the winter, always so peaceful and dead. he held his book and got on his coat walking outside to explore the streets in his free time. Orokana was walking along the street in the market area of the village. he was walking around trying to find something to do, when he bumped into a man he doesnt recognized. "sorry sir, my mistake, your not from here are you sir." he noted the man and studied him he didnt know him but he didnt look like a bad guy, more of someone questionable. oro spoke in a bored tone and had a looked of disinterested in life. he thought this guy might be interesting depending on what happens.

The streets were heavily crowded, unlike anything Our young capitalist had ever seen before. The streets of Tanzaku were nothing compared to this. The hidden Sand didn't even come close, and the Sand was considered one of the big major villages of all the lands. The hidden leaf was without a doubt a very heavily populated village, and very well developed as well. Ganki takes note of all many villagers passing him by, all of them were well dressed, and there were plenty of buildings. The day only just started, and already there were this many people out already.

"Wait a minute..., is that...? It is!"

His sapphire eyes looks off to the distance, catching the craved rock formation. He had only seen pictures of the famous Hokage Rock, the many heads dedicated to the pass individuals who served the infamous Leaf village as its ever busy leader, the hokage. He could t make out the faces, but he was sure he knew that was it. Ganki had to catch a closer view of that before he departs, it's a must see in his opinion.

Ganki's appearance was the same as usual. His brown bladed hair was somewhat loose, he even had a little rectangular stubble of hair on his chin. He wore an elegant suit, his dress pants and jacket were navy blue, including the vest under the jacket. Under the vest he wore a white long sleeve button down shirt. His dress shoes wee black, which glisten when the sun shined down on them. His dress tie he wore along his neck was ruby red. His attire caught the attention of many female, and a few males who knew who the infamous Ganki Sakura was. The insanely rich owner of Sakura Corp, owned by of course, the Sakura Family. Sadly for the young men who admired his suit, Ganki's attire didn't come off the rack in some random store. Nope, All of Ganki's suits were tailor made, completely custom. He smiles, the attention he was getting already, Ganki knew he was going to have some fun here, the fire country wasn't that bad.

As he turned the corner, his hands tucked in his pocket, he is the bumped into by a villager. "Whoa, watch out man...", he said, now looking down towards the dark haired individual. His sight however was focused more on the book which was held, wondering what he was reading. He removed his hands from his pockets after being bumped into, still remaining on his two feet. He fixes his tie and brushed his chest, fixing his jacket in the process. However, after the apology, as morbidly monotoned as it was, he brushed it off. He pats his pockets once more while keeping the boy in sight, Ganki wasn't born yesterday.

"Know what, don't even worry about, it's all good. To be honest, I have thousands of suits I don't even wear, I could use an excuse to wear the others", he said in his northern accent. "But you're right, I'm not from here, I just got here not too long ago, I actually ran into the Uchiha district the other day when I first arrived, let me tell you, when I say they do not play about mingling with outsiders..., well you know how they are", he cuts rant, realizing he was running on way too much. "Hah, i'm monologging, I'm Ganki Sakura", he extends his hand right outwards towards the kid, keeping his left inside his left pocket.

Ganki knew he was gonna need someone to help him get to know more about the village.

orokana watched the man named Ganki fix his suit, he didnt understand why he couldnt wear the suit he had on, oro was in fact a neat freak, plus he wasnt training so he was more clean. no sweat or anything. he ignored it though as the man rambled on. he didnt know if he was a tourist or a idiot. "i wouldnt know about the Uchiha district, i tend to keep to myself and never had a need to, but from what i hear they really hate people they dont know." he remembered his foe mason from long ago, then took his hand shaking it firmly. "Im Orokana, nice to met you." he sighed slighty, trying to sound like he cared. "what are you doing in the leaf if i may ask, im a outsider as well as you, wasnt born in the leaf and such." he looked around. he hated the noise everyone made.

Ganki grasps Orokana's hand, what a fine grip, a man's grip at that. Ganki meets Orokana's hand shake with the same strength, before letting go. You could tell a lot about a person from a simple hand shake. In his line of work, judging people was imperative. Yes, It could either help you or hurt you in the end, but, it was all about how you went by it, how careful you, use it. Judge too much, you come off as a supremacist, judge too little you end up a sucker. Use just the right dose, and everyone will think you're fucking Santa Claus, cause the gift of know what people want never gets old. " That's quite a hand shake you got there, I can tell you mean business", and without missing a beat, Orokana's direct question followed. It was simple really, Ganki was here in this heavy populated village for one thing only, get money. However, details that recently surfaced brought up some other side tasks that had to be carried out. Tasks, that would greatly explain some past events. But before dwelling on such dark thoughts, he catches himself, ready announce is reason to why he was here. Normally, he didn't have to do such, since most of the people he had met knew who Ganki was, well atleast have heard of him. He removes his hand from Orokana's, quickly, while removing his other hand from his pocket. He claps them together, grasping them together, the thought of money was flooding through our greedy little dealer.

Ganki took note of Orokana's awareness of the crowd.

"I'm simple here to sell my wares, aid the many people of the leaf, hell, even sell to you right now..., if need be. I wanna know just how awesome this village really is...", a well dressed female villager passing along the two, Ganki's eyes follows slightly before continuing on, "... I wanna knoooow, just how awesome my time here can be", he said with a smile. "Tell me something Orokana, my young man, can you tell me what gives a man his power? What gives a man his...", he snaps his fingers multiple times, his now right hand now free, thinking of a synonym, "His... his confidence! Yeah that's it!"

He leaves it at that, the crowd was getting a bit tense, this village was a bit crowded, which Ganki wasn't used to. Once again, Tanzaku had nothing on this village. But? It wasn't a bad thing, hell, Ganki started to enjoy it. But as for Orokana, from what he could only guess, he didn't agree with it. Perhaps Ganki could utilize that in some way, he didn't want to hit the throttle to the max just yet, and why should he? Ganki just got here, this was a time to sit back and enjoy for now. Although, coasting on 3rd gear never hurt. Ganki waits for Orokana to reply back.

Orokana just stared at the man. he noted him watching the girl from before. "well confidence for someone is different for everyone, but judging on how you where looking at that women a couple of moments ago, maybe you mean where a love hotel is or a strip club." he said holding his stare. his blank face holded a emotionless look, and his body language showed he was interested in the man. not ready to leave yet. "look unless you have some wort of drug that makes me stronger i dont care what you have" he sighed. this man seemed like a horny 12 year old kid wanting to hump anything with bobs isnt her, he looks like he travels so he is use to that whole slut thing. "so gank um tell me about yourself, you seem like a man that either really likes life, or is willing to take a chance" he stared at the man more. he didnt know if he should trust this man or not. some part of him seemed shady

A devilish smiled appeared on the guilty man, Orokana hit the nail. Sure, who wouldn't mind a place like that in a new part of the world. The mysterious allure of foreign women was his greatest weakness. It always robbed Ganki of his common sense, but hey, who could blame him? Ganki was a male mammal, a wealthy human being at that.

Hearing Orokana, our capitalist saw an, "opportunity" to make a move. He reaches  over to be right side of his jacket, lifting the right roll line with his right hand, while at the same time placing his left hand underneath, digging in the inside pocket. Now, Ganki didn't exactly sell drugs, he was a user himself. But he did sure sell wares that were as addicting as drugs. The good stuff indeed, he eyed Orokana, frame up and down. He wasn't exactly sure if he was a shinobi of the leaf, he didn't see a head band anywhere on his person. But that's didn't mean that he couldn't purchase any of Ganki's wares. It wouldn't be the first time Ganki sold weapons to non shinobi personnel. He would announce what he would offer to Orokana, before revealing the good stuff. He wouldn't want to give Orokana any bad gestures, Ganki certainly wasn't going to pull out a weapon, and certainly not in a heavily crowd area such as this.

Ganki takes note of Konoha's populous environment.

"Well..., Orokana, I may have something as good as a drug. Hell, in fact it can give you one hell of a rush too." He recalls a certain incident that happened in Tanzaku Town, an incident that has yet to be resolved.

"How knowledgable are you with fuinjutsu?" Ganki wouldn't expect Orokana to know of juinjutsu, a subset of Fuinjutsu, only a little more taxing on the body. Those who know of it, would probably be put off from its name, which is why Ganki refrains from using that word lightly when doing business. He prefers to use the word, power seals. Curse seals just doesn't sit well with the buyers.

He pulls out a small stack of cards which seemed like blank playing cards from his jacket, slowly. He displays the stack upwards towards Orokana, lowering it towards him. After which he slides is thumb to the side, the stack extending out to a six card spread, the cards revealing symbols of each seal of power.

Ever since that incident in Tanzaku town, his knowledge and skill with them had grown greatly.

"What I have here are six cards, well, you can count. Each of which has a seal planted on it. These seals can augment anyone's capabilities, from leaping over buildings, dodging kunai, cranking jutsu out left and right without breaking a sweat, hell... even lifting rocks ten times the users size. These things are amazing, however, the human body can only handle one of these seals. Each of these seals are unique in their own way, so choose wisely... But, that's only if you're interesting in purchasing one of these lovely seals...", he waits to see if. Orokana is interested.

orokana didnt speak as the man asked him the questions. then looked at him try to sell him some seals. oro has never heard of anything liked what the man said. oro looked at gankis eyes. he studied them for a quick second and softly spoke. "if these are real, and not a scam, how they make me stronger, or would they make me weaker, using something that isnt my own power." he paused and looked down at the cards again, then looked around at the crowd of people. some people he seen around snicked at him as they made their way. then oro looked at the man again. "what draw backs do they have, you speak highly of them but they must do something bad of the body i would imagine if thats not the case then i dont know why these seals arent as well known, oh and to answer your question my knowledge in fuinjutsu is very limited for i havent spend a lot of time in it, but sir if these seals are illegal or frown a pond i think we should... talk about these somewhere more, private, never know who might be listening." he never changed the look in his eyes as he spoke or his monotone voice. he rested his right hand on his sword on his belt. oro asked about them being bad but really he didnt care, he also didnt care if they did make him weaker. he saw value in the seals and wanted to explore this option, as luck would have it ganki would give him a gift, though oro didnt know if he could trust him, he seemed like he was use to this thing and such but, he didnt seem like a man that wanted to make trouble willingly, just some money.

The cards that were being held in the capitalist's hand were folded together, becoming a single deck once more. Ganki agreed with Orokana's statement, the people here did give the two strange looks. Looks that could become a problem if brought to let say, an authority figure. No the seals weren't illegal, they were fuinjutsu, however complex they be. The only thing Ganki sold under the table so to speak, was DNA, and that sort of dealing was prohibited in some villages. Ganki wasn't quite familiar with the laws here in the Hidden Leaf, he'd have to catch up on them sometime, but not now.

He eyes Orokana's sword, simple, nothing to fancy. Ganki was sure he could set him up with an offer on some better hardware.

Ganki notices Orokana's interest in the Curse Seals

He titles his head over to the left, suggesting Orokana to follow him, should he, Ganki would take Orokana to an open, yet vacant alley. The crowd was indeed thick, the walk through the heavy crowd would prove to be a challenge. Once there, should Orokana still be with Ganki, he would give a bit more insight about the curse seals.

"First off, these seals aren't illegal, I mean, weren't not shooting bloodlines into people's veins. Sakura Corp is selling a product that augments certain qualities via fuinjutsu, for a reasonable price. So come on... Relax, Orokana", he finishes with a simple smile. "Hell, I sold one to a jounin in the Hidden Sand. I am pretty he he is satisfied with is purchase, as can you. So for 3000 Ryo, I can hook you up with one right now, and later on I could probably get you a nice sword too."

((Late late late))

(almost a week :P )

Orokana watched the man fold the cards back into a deck. he was good with his hands. he noted that and followed gankis lead into the alley. he dodged people and awkwardly walked past people. at one point he felt someone try to pickpocket him. thankfully oro kept his money inside his coat pocket near his chest. he sighed as they entered the alley and then ganki started to talk. oro leaned against the wall as he talked more about him and his products. 

"that doesnt answer my question on what the side affects are. there has to be a catch, honesty gets more customers coming back then lying to them. and what kind of sword are we talking about here?" he asked looking down at his sword. it was orokanas first sword and his only sword. no matter what ganki said about the side effects orokana would say "ok, i would like to get one of thoughs seals you speak so highly about." he said with a sigh.

Ganki nods, smiling towards Orokana. Orokana would be his first buyer in the leaf, not a bad start, for only being here a short while. Ganki had the feeling that he could make at least 7000 ryo before he leaves the Hidden Leaf Village. His real goal was 12,000 ryo, which meant he would have to find 4 other buyers. It wasn’t an impossible task, but it wasn’t easy either. Ganki didn't know this area, so that meant he didn’t know anyone, no connections what so ever. Nevertheless, it only meant that Ganki would have to hustle a little bit more, he was no longer in Tanzaku Town. But all that jazz didn't matter, the hustle was what really motivated Ganki, the challenge to make all the money he can.

“The only catch, is don’t abuse what you can’t handle. These, Power seals, are serious. If you abuse its power, yeah you might end up hurting yourself. But hey, it is no different with training with a sword, if you aren’t careful, you could hurt yourself.”

He places the deck of cards into his pockets, only to raise his right hand upwards. His hand surged with chakra, as different Fuin letters formed around his hand and forearm, creating different formulas in the process.

Before he proceeded, he immediately flashed back to Raizuko, the time when he passed out from the seal. Seeing as this was his, third time, he decided to play it safe, and warn Orokana of the side effect.

“Now, Orokana. Before I install this Power seal onto, I just want to be clear about something. I’m going to brand you with the power seal, where ever you want, well…, not everywhere. However, you will pass out, but, don’t worry it only a side effect. You’ll wake up in a few hours, no big deal. I just want you to tell me where you want to be dropped off…”, The power that surged within Ganki's hand vanished, along with all the fuin letter markings. Ganki, paused to only realize once again that he barely knew this village. “Or..., how about we just go to your place, then I’ll place the seal on you. Ill leave right after.”

“But, you have to give me the money first, before I place the seal on you. 3000 ryo. Also, if you could choose two attributes you would want to strengthen, what would they be? Health, Chakra, Stamina, Speed, or Strength.” His answerer would help Ganki determine which seal to give him. He waits for Orokana to agree to his terms.

((Short, trying to end this lol))