Of searching and meeting (Private - Zutto and Jsalos Only)

A light breeze touched the ends of Tenrai's hair. It sent them swaying in the air for a second before falling down. This was the tenth time that had happened. And now, as it had been since the first time, it was an annoyance. Tenrai Shindou dropped from the small crag of rock on which he stood. His feet touched the rock beneath for a moment before moving forward. If anyone would had been witness to this scene, they would see an off sight. The sight of a man, quite tall and lean, with long black hair and pale as the moon skin. The bearings of metal armor covering his body, complete with marks of wear and tear. The appearance of this man was not an unormal sight, however his position was different. Tenrai was walking along the edge of a rocky cliff. But inches from the empty space of cavern, Tenrai's footwork was fast and even. It was as if he held no notice that the cliff was there, and as if he didnt know what was at the botton of the crag.

Deep at the bottom of the hole in the rocky ground, a trench would apply here, was a mist of dark gas. Tenrai, who held no real fear of this gas, knew it was poison. One that could only be found in the bear country. And that was where he was. Along the border of the Bear country, Tenrai continued his searching. He was not looking for anything in particular, nothing of great interest, but it did not matter. For once the shinobi felt something was important he did it to the full. Evading a crumbling section of the cliff his feet fell back to the edge. Another breeze hit his hair, sending it back a tad more rough than before. And if Tenrai would have shown any emotion at all, he probably would have rolled his eyes. But as it were, Tenrai did not do such a thing. It was by paces away that the man's eyes flew to the side of the cliff. A tuff of gas had floated a little higher than it's counter body. Nothing important, well, as long as a gust of wind didn't decide to hit it.

Tenrai's eyes, one blue and one green, glanced at the gas then returned the path ahead. He needed to go a little farther on. There, perhaps, he would find the source of the gas that stood in the cavern. And if his thoughts were correct, perhaps the source would be a lead to the group in which he searched for. His leads on the akatsuki were slim, in fact they were very little, but he was determined to find them. It was, after all, his goal and he would accomplish it. A slight twang of sensation touched his eye, the green one, and he knew that deep inside him, entwined with his own atoms and molecules, was his brother Ryoku. His brothers green eye shot left, and Tenrai's own blue eye went right. If anyone saw this, they would think the man to be crazy. But for one who knew, they would understand that Tenrai and Ryoku were a pair of extremely different people. Being able to break down their molecules to fuse with eachother was a feat they had learned since their childhood. And as always, Ryoku hid himself away in the confines of Tenrai's body. Perhaps someone with the byakugan might have noticed this, but more than likely no one would notice.

Dropping his thoughts of Ryoku, Tenrai continued moving his feet forward. Perhaps a few more paces, then again, perhaps not.

An'baraks sandals clacked along the dirt of the path, hoping that this road would take him to Hoshigakure. A faint wind touched at his neck, causing the small hairs on it to rise up, creating a small tingling sensation which he ignored. His cloak, dextrously woven as it was, provided more than enough warmth for the majority of his body. His was moving at a rather leisurely slow pace, the scroll of Gul'dan put away. He would have plenty of time to read it later, as he kept a lookout for Zutto who'd he hoped would be reappearing relatively shortly. The path was quite obvious, he supposed that the Hoshigakure shinobi didn't need to worry about hiding their village, he guessed that they thought the poison crevices would provide ample enough protection... From most enemies anyway. But then again, members of an organization were not 'most enemies.' He glanced around, and behind him, looking for any sign of the masked Uchiha. Seeing none, he shrugged and continued on.

It was then that he heard the footsteps, approaching from the opposite direction. He halted, and then glanced down at his akatsuki cloak. The organization was quite secretive, and he was sure that no one in this backwater had heard of it anyway, and besides, he doubted the approaching person was a shinobi in the first place... However, it definitley didn't hurt to be cautious. He slowed his movments some, and tried to appear very casual, as the other traveler came into sight. The wind caught up under his robes, making them blatantly obvious to anyone who knew their meaning, the red clouds billowing out. The gas of the cliff was still relatively close, and he was surprised any ordinary traveler would be so near it, however, the man didn't appear to be a shinobi at first glance. However, An'barak watched curiously for any reaction the man may have to An'baraks garments, and he began to whistle a tune, appearing as casual as possible. His black eyes carefully intaking the other mans visage.

((kinda short, sorry : / ))

Zutto had arrived in the village, rather late. He did not wish to make his partner wait, but he got lost along the way, inside the country itself. It was also quite trouble some getting passed the shinobi along the way. He sighed and took out his pipe and began his search for An'barak. He was away from all the main roads, because he did not want to draw attention to himself. He sighed as he soon noticed an man wearing and Akatsuki cloak, like himself. He sighed and began to walk up towards him. He took a hold of on his swords, walking up to him. He felt something in the air, but he did not know what it was.

He sighed as he ran up to An'barak. He put out his pipe and put his sword down. He then looked ahead of him, seeing the poison around the village. It was guarding it and this would cause trouble for them, at least a little. They could easily get passed the poison, but it was just another thing that would take a little bit of time. He shook his head and turned to An'barak. "Well, this seems most troublesome." He got his pipe and began to smoke it again. Zutto then noticed a man in front of the two of them. He looked at him and felt the same thing he had before.

He knew at this moment, this is what he had felt in the air. There was something about this man, but he could not put it on him. He sighed and began to walk up to the man, talking hold of his sword, once more, but not taking it out. He knew that he did not want to make the man fell threated, but Zutto wished to keep his guard up just in case anything went wrong. "I am Zutto, do you have business with us?" Zutto did not know if he like this man or not, but it seemed to not be anything to him.

Zutto did not have his mind such on much, he really wished to get going, so he could fight and talk over the bear country. He had not fought in many months and this caused Zutto to be a little uneasy. He moved closer to the poison, looking at it, before the man could even say a word. He was not trying to be rude, but he was just in a hurry. A moment later, Zutto looked back to get an answer.

OOC: This topic is Void on account of Jace leaving the site.