This is an open thread for Konoha Ninja and Suna Ninja. Anyone can post at any time. Feel free to post your reaction to seeing konoha shinobi coming to the village (from a suna perspective) or your reaction to entering suna (from a konoha perspective). Be as detailed and/or creative as you want!
One month prior Tenzin relayed the information to the Kazekage on how many shinobi were coming, when they would be arriving, and how long they would be staying. A month was plenty of time for Sunagakure to prepare for this new adventure. After preparation and proper planning, the group of shinobi were ready to head out to Sunagakure no Sato. All of the Jounin stood in a line and did a role call to make sure all that signed up to attend were there and anyone who didn't sign up had a reason for being there. Once everything was in order, the Jounin helped assign caravan buggy's to each shinobi. This took a bit of time, but it allowed great organization even if there were some distractions or confusion. Once all of the Konoha shinobi were in their proper spots the caravan took off.
It took a few weeks. However, even those few weeks were filled with bonding between the konoha shinobi. Increased relationships with people they were already friends with, new friendships, new rivals, etc. After their travels the shinobi would start to feel a heavy change in the weather they were used to. Blistering hot days and dreadfully cold nights. Spending a few days in these conditions the shinobi from Konoha finally arrived in Sunagakure no Sato. Upon reaching the village the shinobi would be able to see a giant earthen wall with one notable entrance. They would also notice that the caravan would go through a single wide path carved with stone and descended down to the village. Once the caravan would arrive, Tenzin would exit the first cart in the front to give the papers required to the man at the gate. A few Sunagakure no sato guards would walk through the caravan and search through just to make sure it was really them. Once they finished, they gave the okay to come in. The entrance to the village resembled steps. All of the carriages would stop right outside of the entrance in the village. Upon stopping, all of the jounin and special jounin chaperones would go out first and role call to make sure everyone was with them. When everything came out fine, their first order was to all go to their assigned rooms and put their stuff down.
There was plenty of things to do in the village: Tours, Shopping, Drinking (for a few off duty Jounin that were of age), Interacting with shinobi of the same rank/age (it could be as simple as team building exercise, sparring, etc.) , and much more!
Welcome To Sunagakure!
Narrative:After the events of Connections Squad 15's first official mission is one of many trials, lessons & adventure as they navigate the foreign atmosphere of Wind country & Sunagakure aiding Suna's Shinobi on their routine patrols, developing new tactics in training exercises and establishing a friendly presence among Sunagakure's population which means that the team will get to explore, allowing them to socialize with natives of the region.
"Alright everyone, we've finally made it to the Village hidden in the Sand. Gather your belongings quickly so you may drop them off at the hotel and explore." It may not have been protocol to allow three Genin to roam free in a foreign village but Gene felt confident in his students. After all, they had passed HIS test; those three can handle themselves...I wonder what the medical center of this village looks like. An opportunity to study new medical concepts and practices could potentially help with saving the life of someone else down the line and not to mention, in helping out the medical staff with their patients Gene could help Konoha demonstrate a willingness to share information for the benefit of both nations as well. So it wasn't like he was completely goofing off...right? At any rate, once all of his gear and belongings had been loaded into the room where he would be sleeping for the night Gene did one last check on the team before leaving them to their own adventures. Gene's only concern was that he wondered how well the group could adjust to this uh - mild environment. It wasn't a secret that Wind country was a lot hotter than Fire country even in the winter months and the nights here were said to be unforgiving.
A closed mouth smile fixed to Gene's lips and the young man ran the knuckles of his right hand through his hair, stepping outside into the humid air of the desert. "I'm sure they'll be fine. I ought to ask about the hot spring when I get the chance." Shaking his head, Gene dismissed the idea. He knew that it was crucial that he made it to the hospital as quickly as possible.
The matured man couldn't help but hum lightly to himself in thought as he was able to notice one of the chaperons who were escorting some of the younger generation of Leaf shinobi on this day, it was precisely the man whom he'd encountered within the village who had such a strong desire to protect the village that it actually led to a bit of misunderstanding between the pair. Which was something the two of them had never really gotten a chance to work out between themselves due to Zao not having the time to make a return visit to the shinobi's home village since that incident due to being trapped in the spirit realms. Yet, there he was now. "I should probably go say hey to him at the least, it was Gene I think...yes it was." Tiding up the area a bit and storing away the scrolls he straighten out his robes and gathered up his two pets that had been playing around in the room with him as they slithered up either sleeve into a comfortable position upon his forearms now.
With everything in order there, the scholarly looking man exited the room and descended down a few flights of stairs before then leaving the building that he'd been working at and traveling down the familiar streets of his home village at a casual pace knowing where the Konoha nin were going as they still needed to be assigned lodging and other things. A short while later the man was approaching the building which the fellow white haired shinobi was stepping out of, quite a convenient thing for Zao now as he lifted his right hand in a casual manner to give a polite wave as he was still advancing across the street to the building. The Zao that Gene would see seemed to have aged at least four or five years from their previous encounter that was less than half a year ago probably, his short hair now reached his mid back and even his face seemed to have matured but his thin body remained the same as before. If one was looking closely they would have noticed when the slender fingers of the right hand emerged from the wide sleeve of the robe to wave that they were covered in what appeared to be fuuin marking. Another new addition was around his neck was a headband sporting his village symbol.
A soft spoken voice would drift from the man's thin lips, a polite smile formed on them before and after speaking his words to the fellow jounin now. "It has a been some time since we last met, I hadn't expected you to be escorting the young to the village. It was Gene, right?"
Before that however he would have to become a Chunin. It had been 2 years now since he had graduated the academy and the feeling that he had to progress had been building up over the last few months. The boy worked hard certainly, though often found himself distracted and conflicted in his goals. He still thought about Suzume frequently, even fantasized about one day abandoning the village to roam the world with her. There too were thoughts about returning to the Royal Family, acting as a bodyguard or perhaps pressing for his claim to succession as Daimyo at some point in the future. There was a world of possibilities and little to ground him in reality. Even his own household and living situation was chaotic, living between two homes, one with his birth mother and the other with his father, step-mother, two half siblings and one adopted sibling with yet another adopted Hyuuga living separately and occasionally visiting the home.
Often Yozei isolated himself in his room, finding a great deal of peace in reading and sleeping or otherwise training outdoors. He didn’t help out with the twins nearly as much as Hanako though he did get along with them well enough, bonding most strongly with Kaori, the only one of his siblings who like him did not have white eyes of the Hyuuga clan but rather blue like their father. She was only 3 but full of energy, ever playful and friendly. She seemed to love everyone in the family with all her heart even as she leapt off of furniture and tried to climb everything alongside her minutes older twin brother Takeshi, whom constantly charged forward, tackling siblings and enjoying leaping out at people.
He found that whenever he did travel, both on his previous journey to Fur Country and the caravan to Suna that he did in fact miss his siblings though there was always something else to enjoy to fill that void. In this instance, though he did not have his father travelling with him, the Hokage’s personal bodyguards had been sent as chaperones specifically to watch over him. While at first he was hesitant to socialize much with the men he had come to enjoy their company. Both Toshiaki and Masuru were very close friends of Takeo and had a plethora of stories to share. Moreover they were each genuinely kind people who despite their experience and skill as shinobi were happy to joke around and treat him like family. By the time Yozei had arrived in Suna he had come to think of the two men as akin to uncles and he trusted them both completely.
The last few days had been the roughest part of the journey by far, travelling through the desert was horrible, dry, hot and completely miserable the pace slow and tiresome. Yozei had done little more than lay under cover and read. Fortunately Toshiaki could utilize Suiton jutsu, keeping water filled and soaking him down on occasion. Though there had been enough water brought along for the journey the large barrels tended to warm up quite a bit during the day making the water enough to stay hydrated but not properly refreshing. “I sure hope the people here are more welcoming than the desert” Yozei muttered to himself as he looked around at the copious amount of sandstone and lightly colored buildings. ‘Such a contrast to Konoha’ he reflected. He couldn’t imagine living in a place such as this. He wondered what Suna shinobi were like and how intensely they trained. Masuru chuckled lightly, standing 6’ tall, muscular and in flowing red robes with deep red hair the 33-year-old Awai looked more like a Sunagakure native than from Konoha. “I don’t know what you’re complaining about. I kind of like it, always warm and sunny. I could get used to this” he grinned, looking around for anything of interest. He had heard that Sunagakure shinobi worshipped the sun and light being an extension of that he would be lying if he said he didn’t intend to show off a bit and maybe bed a few women. Toshiaki on the other hand simply chuckled. “This is a momentous step for our two villages, lets see if we can make a few friends” stated the handsome middle-aged Senju, calm as collected as ever he would lead the group outward.
The trip itself was an experience, to say the least. His clothing resulted in him not suffering as much as others in the heat, yet at night he still shivered whenever a breeze rolled through their cart. He spoke little to his fellow Leaf shinobi, preferring to spend his time making notes about the environments they passed through. Things like landmarks, terrain, even animals, he'd write down a small blurb about, or do a little doodle of. Anything that'd be of potential use in the future. Besides this, Shikado actually allowed himself to relax a bit, spending the times between his waking hours catching on the sleep he would normally be sacrificing in the name of duty.
By the time they arrived to the village he was freshly rested several times over, and ready to see what the Village Hidden in the Sand had to offer. The very first thing he noticed was how full of life the village seemed- the natural streams and ponds that ran inbetween the streets and buildings, the green vegetation that co-existed with the architecture... really, their was little sand to be seen at all.
Once they'd all been allowed in and assigned their board and rooms, Shikado would put away his personal items in his room, before going to meet his chaperon, Yojinoka Saburo, or 'Ro', as the special jonin preferred to be called, out in front of their lodgings. Upon exiting the building, he find him waiting. "Been waiting long, Ro-sensei?" He asked in an attempted friendly manner."I had to make sure about few things before I came down."
As for the journey, once they crossed the border into the Wind Country he was more in awe than he would have expected. For all the desert he thought he would see out there he had to admit there was a sort of beauty to it. Sure, it was hot, but his coat thankfully did well enough to keep some of the heat off. Much of his travel time was devoted to reading, though, as the caravan winded around the dunes.
Upon arriving at the Sand Village in all its splendor, Saburo went first to attend to his sleeping arrangements during their stay. Nothing fancy, just the tucking away of excess luggage and to leave his coat as the Village's buildings were sure to provide adequate shade. Next, was to wait for Shikado by the door out to the streets. He busied himself with watching passersby -and wondering if his brother could have ever imagined seeing this place- while he waited, but was still thankful the young Chūnin didn't take long.
"Not at all," he responded. "I was just thinking about how we could spend our day. What do you think of seeing the markets? If you want a souvenir, it couldn't hurt to know about it as soon as possible. For budgeting reasons, yeah?" He ran his fingers back through his brown hair as he chuckled. A part of hoped he wouldn't bore the young man on this trip. He tried to assure himself it was just 'first assignment jitters'.
While he was observing the city and taking in the sights, he noticed a group that included an elder of his clan escorting a young man. While he was unsure who the young man was he did recognize the elder of his clan. As such he ran over to say hi as he waited for Niku and Mayfuyu to show up. At least he was hoping they wouldn't take off together and leave him on his own.
"Uncle! Uncle! I'm surprised to see you here. I take it you're a chaperone on our little excursion here. Any thing you wanted to see or do while you're here?"
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Upon arrival, Asuma found so many different looking shinobi enter into the village. He saw adults, but also saw a lot of shinobi that looked the same age as him. "Wow" he thought as he witnessed the people coming to the village. He knew so little about konoha, maybe it was time he capitalized on this opportunity. With eagerness Asuma decided to go to a local lunch spot. He figured that if they would venture a bit and get hungry, then eventually someone would come! It was only a matter of time....
And yet, here they were. "Yes that's correct. If I'm being honest I didn't expect to be sent out either but a field trip every now and then is a good thing." Gene responded calmly as he turned his head to look back at the caravan that had brought him and many others to the Desert country. When he could no longer see the back of the head of the person he'd been staring at Gene turned again to face Zao who smiled politely. Though he would never admit to it seeing the white haired man smile had easily risen to the top of Gene's list of most bizzare moments in history, just beneath being attacked by light hating forestation and climbing up the back of a serpentine after confusing it for a mountain ( what a day that was). "Actually, I was just on my way to try and find the hospital in order to find out if there's anything that I can help with." Gene continued, "Though it'd be a lot easier with an escort."
"You have studied the medical arts?" The mention of wishing to find the Suna hospital building and help out with anything that he could truly peaked the scholar's interests as it had been something that he to had been doing, slowly working to improve his abilities with Iijutsu with a side study in the art of poison. There was a slight look of surprise on Zao's face as he asked, having not taken the Leaf jounin to be one who would care much about such things but it was true one could not judge a book by its cover. Only taking a moment to recover to his former smiling self the Sand-nin made a gesture to follow him with his delicate looking left hand now as he turned halfway waiting for his allied comrade to join him. "It's a bit of a walk, but allow for me to show you the way. I needed to speak with one of the doctors there about a question I had anyways." His soft and well spoken voice flowed nicely from the thin man's lips as he turned to walk at a casual pace towards the hospital with Gene in tow.
With the sun at it peak in the sky with no clouds in view, made him glad he'd chosen to not wear his jacket, which though it was loose fitting, probably still would've made him hot. In place of his forehead protector, which was sown onto the arm of the jacket, he wore a spare one attached to some black cloth, which was tied around his forehead. "This heat is something, isn't it? I'd heard Wind Country had it rough when it came to how hot and cold it got, but is kind of ridiculous." He said as they walked down a street. Shikado had noticed the glances and whispers directed towards them as they went, and tried to go out of his way to be friendly.
The market place itself was a collection of shops and stalls, really no different than you'd see in Konoha. Vendors advertised their wares, trying to draw in customers eager to spend some of their money. His hand drifted to his side, feeling the weight of his wallet. He'd brought some money. Enough that he could browse and pick something up, but not enough that if it was stolen or taken that he'd be in a pinch. As they walked the street, the smell of baked goods and other foods wafted past his nose, causing a low grumble in his stomach, loud enough that Ro would be able to hear it.
Tapping his stomach and smiling sheepishly, he looked to his chaperon. "I.. uh, skipped lunch earlier. Was a bit distracted. Mind if we get something to eat as we go?"
At the markets, the throng increased as small packs of people went from stall to stall. With a cautionary "Stay close," he led his charge into the chaos of the crowd. He wondered at what he could find here that wasn't back home; something simple like a small potted cactus, maybe? Or maybe some sort of decor or wall art. But, he thought, little Koshi would really appreciate if he brought home some seeds for her. He adjusted his headband against the sweat forming on his brow as he thought about the possibilities. But no sooner had he noticed the smell of fresh food had the young Nara's stomach spoken up and pulled him from thought.
Saburo sighed quietly as he thought for a moment. He realized that he must have forgotten as well. Part of the rush of freshly arriving, he imagined. "I don't see why not. I'm sure we'll find something. Why don't you pick out what you want?"
The crimson haired Awai seemed to take an interest in the newcomer now. "Masaru was it? That won’t be confusing at all” he chuckled lightly to himself. “Awai MasUru” he introduced, emphasizing the unique pronunciation of his name, only one syllable difference from the more common name that the young Senju had. Toshiaki chimed back in suddenly, “You must know Yozei, you two are both 14 now, isn’t that right?” he verified, meaning that they would likely have attended the academy at the same time. “Different classes. You do look familiar though. Natsuki Yozei” the auburn-haired boy introduced, bowing slightly in greeting before looking over the Senju. He was tall for his age and wielded a spear, an interesting style. He recalled that somebody on his sisters Genin team was a spear or staff user and if memory served he was a Senju. “You wouldn’t happen to know Hyuuga Hanako would you?” he wondered. The boy had never payed to much attention to the ongoing of others, mostly keeping to himself and thinking about his own training and the girl he had fallen for. Still, Hanako was his adopted sister and he did care enough to listen to her at least half the time.
"Hello, sir. How much for two of these... what exactly are they?" He asked.
The vendor glanced towards both Shikado and Ro, a noticeable irritation on his on his face. Obviously, he thought being questioned on what he served was a waste of time, and didn't intend to acknowledge.... which was until he noticed the Hidden Leaf symbols that were engraved within the two shinobis' forehead protectors, after which his face lit up immediately. "Oh! By your headbands you must be visitors!" He quickly beckoned over a helper, who'd begin preparing two servings of the lizard. "This is a popular dish among Wind Country. It's called a Red-Eyed Iguana. Their meat is tender and savory, while also being very filling. Usually, they are lightly roast on a open flame, with a combination of spices added to give it an additional... umph." The helper would come to the front of the counter, handing them two of the so-called Red-Eyes, which were about the size of a rabbit, covered in some sort of soft-bread wrap and seasoned with white and yellow flakes.
Shikado would take his cautiously, his fingers trembling at it. He was all but mesmerized by the smell, the sight, and the warmth of it, and could hardly wait to taste it. "How much do we owe?" The vendor suggested a payment not out of line with those seen in the Leaf, and so he paid without much trouble.
With there lunches in hand, he and Ro would continue down the street, with Shikado taking the first bit of it, and a look of surprise crossing his face. It would flush red as if he were blushing in embarrassment. Chewing the first bit and swallowing, he let out a exasperated sigh. "Spicy! This is a popular snack here?"
"The Hidden Sand is truly a beautiful place. Oh hey, are the vendors here as thrilled about the arts as they are back in my home land?" Gene asked as the two passed by a man with his goods tied to his back; clearly, the man had traveled great distances likely to acquire all sorts of rare items from unknown regions of the world. A part of Gene wondered if he could find the next installment of Cloud of sparrows here in Suna.
Be it to sell them their wares, or simply to see the foreign shinobi there was definitely more people in the streets today than normal but to the Suna-nin is was good to see them all and the support that they gave to the alliance between the two nations. Having an ally was much better than being at odds with another village as the man took notice of the fellow ninja casually tugging at his collar as if trying to relieve the heat of the Wind country desert. "Perhaps you'd care for something to drink, there's a little stand next to the hospital that we can grab something. " Taking note of the man's body language he offered to purchase the Gene a refreshment of his choice at a little stand a bit further up near their destination. In response to the man's question about the vendors Zao nodded once in reply before speaking. "It truly is a beautiful place, much like your homeland, my friend. The vendors here come from many places and have a variety of things to display and sell but the rules on certain things are a bit more strict than Konoha. So, sometimes it might be hard to find things here that are common there."
He shrugged lightly as he spoke, each village had their own rules, though he wasn't sure exactly what it might be that Gene could be looking for as he paused only for a brief moment before turning his head slightly to the side allowing for his bright blue eyes to catch a glimpse of the shinobi as he spoke again, "Was there something in particular that you were looking for?"
"Even with your new looks I bet I still could kick your ass from here to tuesday." A comment made in jest but there was also a competitive edge that couldn't be ignored, especially considering how their last encounter went. Moreover, now that Gene seemed willing to open up and let live he'd actually started to immerse himself in the atmosphere...although, that wasn't to say he could just ignore the heat!
This was a reasonable question as it appeared that in the matter of only about four or five months since his visit to the Leaf village that had stirred up a bit of trouble and confusion for the Suna-nin, he’d aged probably five years and his formerly short hair now reached almost all the way down his back when now styled and secured in a high ponytail like it was today. But even Zao could only make estimates for how long Nori and he had actually been trapped within the spirit realms when their journey had went off course from its planned route. The mention of this caused for a brief change to appear on in the bright blue eyes of the noble looking man, as though he was reflecting on something due to the mention from Gene just now. Yet, before he could respond the fellow shinobi jested to him about how even with his new looks he’d still be able to kick his ass.
“Haha, that sounds more like the Konoha-nin I remember meeting back in your village that day.” Zao could only laugh light heartedly in response as he then replied, the competitive nature of Gene was a good quality to have and he was able to remember from first-hand experience that the man walking next to him was someone you couldn’t disregard when it came to tactics or skill. The slender, tattoo fingers of the left hand rose from the side and onto his hairless chin as though thinking about something now. After a few moments a smirk quickly appeared on his thin lips now and he shifted his bright blue gaze back to the corner of his eyes and onto to Gene and spoke with his normal soft voice. ”Perhaps you’d like to swap pointers, again? I've brushed up on my skills a little bit since our last meeting.” The little smirk remaining on the man’s lightly tanned face as he looked over to his ally…
If nothing else, it was great to see the man who'd Gene had come to respect due to his prowess in strange ninjutsu brimming with life and luster despite their previous...disagreements. In hindsight, Gene realized that he were out of line later he would learn from the very Genin themselves that they had asked the man for training and that in his desire to help them grow he'd showcased his unique capabilities. Gene might have been one of Konoha's up and up Shinobi but he was still just a teenager at heart with far too many things to learn. Of course there was the saying that wisdom could only be acquired through experience and Gene had the budding suspicion that he'd be gaining A LOT of experience in the coming days.
"Sounds like a plan to me. I'd like to see just how much you've developed since then - I'm sure it'll be a tough fight! But first..." Gene sighed and then smiled, "You gotta tell me how you put up with this heat so easily."
[Exits the thread.]
It was time to kick off his stay in Sunagakure the RIGHT WAY!