To Satellite

In the tranquil embrace of the night, beneath the ethereal glow of the moon, Guren stood at the threshold of an opportunity. Departing from the Sound 5 Headquarters, he embarked on a path veiled in mystery and opportunity. Clad in a new attire—a black yukata enveloping the determination within, with black shinobi fatigues and boots underneath—he awaited the arrival of those who held significance in this unfolding chapter. As of late, some vital information came across the Third's desk after both Kaito and Seb issued reports on various encounters they had as of late. And being the Sound 5 Commander, the Vulture decided to personally investigate these matters.

And so as the night breeze whispered secrets around him, Guren's gaze lingered upon the village gates of Otogakure. Amidst the dead of the night, he found solace in the knowledge that each stride forward gave him another second to think about the events the future held. His dreadlocks, meticulously re - twisted, cascaded down his back like shadows of his intentions. They bore witness to the trials endured and the wisdom gleaned, each coil a testament to the fortitude of his spirit. With every twist, they wove a tapestry of memories—a reminder of the past that fueled his determination to forge ahead. Over the last 5 years, they had grown tremendously, a testament to his own character growth as well. Poised against the interior wall adjacent to the gate, Lord Third folded his arms and lost himself to his thoughts.  In this moment of solitude, Guren's purpose echoed within him. 

Having dispatched letters to two individuals, inviting them to join him at the gates of Otogakure, Guren awaited their presence. For one, his arrival would be akin to a beacon in the night, signified the bonds forged amidst the turbulence of their shared history. For th other, a test of his resolve and abilities as a shinobi. As the moments slipped away, anticipation hung in the air like a fleeting melody. For tonight, under the watchful gaze of the moon, Guren was a shinobi motivated by the chains of the past to this time act more proactively, rather than reactively. And he would hope that those joined him today were on the same page.

WC = 375

The red haired shinobi with his feline familiar, Kirara tucked under his attire comfortably, walked under the light of the bright moon that pathed his way towards the gates of Otogakure. He was invited by Guren Chinoike, the Commander of the Sound Five. From what he had heard, he was also once a Kage of a village. The Uchiha knew that this meeting was not like the rest he had faced and it's something serious, especially being invited by him directly. He had adorned his usual black shirt with collars that reached his ears and a purple rope belt that holds his Refined Katana on his back. Though he could always summon his other katana, having one on him would also be an advantage in case of an emergency. Not only that, he had other arsenals on his person which he had bought from the forgemaster, Quinn Foster, who gave him a special gauntlet and armaments that were crafted for the shinobi of Otogakure.

Hanzo Appearance:

As the Uchiha reached the gates at 20 meters, he could see a dark figure in the shadows. The cautious Hanzo activated his Sharingan and could see that it was a male and most probably the Sound Commander. Thanks to his chakra vision, he could see that the man standing in his sight was absolutely powerful. He continued on his path, making steps that were almost completely silent and stood 3 meters away from him with his right hand resting on his katana on his back. He could see that indeed it was the Commander, as per his pictures in the Kage Office albeit with slight change in appearance. Kirara popped her head up from his shirt to look, right under his chin.

Kirara Appearance:

"Guren sama, I hope all is well with you" he spoke with a smile while his Sharingan shone brightly in the dark atmosphere. The Uchiha would wait for his response and also be careful of his surroundings for any abnormalities, especially with Kirara's enhanced senses that can pick up almost any scent within a 15 meter radius, if she were to have picked up any scent, she would immediately nudge him with his tail from within his attire, secretly alerting him.

Battle Info:

On the beats of "I'm Just Ken" from the latest Barbie movie, Sebastian prepared himself before disappearing into the night. Wearing a pair of beach sandals and letting the dogs out, he casually started walking towards the meeting point described in the letter he received earlier. Dressed in his Sunarmani shirt and the Oto Vuitton designer bag around his shoulders, the Tau made his way to the village gates of Otogakure. "There goes my beauty sleep" the Berserker sighed, aware that with a physique resembling a Greek god the importance of rest could not be underestimated. Nevertheless, bros before zzzz.

Never failing to make an entrance it was only a matter of time before he made it to the destination, the manner of arriving as spectacular as his looks. Fashionably late, Sebastian noticed the presence of two others who stood there waiting for the final and last member to join them. But as he always said, a wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to. "Seems like I'm the only one dressed for the occasion" the Founder voiced, giving a quick spin to show off his fabulous attire. With their group complete, it was time to move on to the order of the day and reason of why they had gathered.

Wondering why they were called there, Sebastian would speak up once more. "So, where are we going? Sun, see, sand?". Aware of how Guren would love to rub some oil all over his body, the Tau made sure to bring some protection against the rays, no diddy of course. Assuming the Sound Five Commander explained the situation, the former captain of the Black Guard paid close attention and listened attentively to the potential update. Once everyone was brought up to speed and informed on what they would be dealing with, one of Oto's Masters spoke up once more. "Who's the kid and his sidekick?' the Berserker referred to the red haired shinobi and their feline familiar. Not that it mattered much to him who'd join them, but it could help to at least give a name to a face.

(WC: 357)