Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-34754862-20170630233851/@comment-25687356-20170705000902

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With Tiatsu’s job being done he now was heading in the direction of Team 2. He had a general idea since they weren’t that far off from Team 3’s area but just far enough so that they wouldn’t immediately encounter anyone. At this rate Tiatsu had let go of his transparent escape technique. He was certainly fatigued from the over-extensive usage of it plus taking control of the boy’s body to inflict a dangerous level of damage/harm. Sometimes Tiatsu wondered if this was really a life to live. Killing and maiming for money. Maybe having some friends, a family to go home to or maybe a gal would be a nice change of pace. Maybe just maybe his dream was like something of a false Idol. Something that protected what was truly hiding inside him. Tiatsu didn’t think about thoughts like these often. It was suppressed, which only made it even more dangerous.

“I’m fine!” He yelled to himself unknowingly. Tiatsu shook his head back and forth a few times, until getting a grip of himself.

After a bit of time riding into Team 2’s supposed jurisdiction he would find some half-covered foot prints. Prints of shinobi clothing. Just like with Team 3 he followed alongside them for a good amount of time. But unlike last time it was a much shorter ride. The galloping of a horse could be heard faintly in the distance if anyone was nearby but by the looks of the tracks he wasn’t close enough.

15 minutes passed and the tracks got progressively fresher until eventually he made it to what looked like a cave nearby that had a set of prints leading in and out. Plus, the bodies of fresh wolf bodies scattered around. The horse could be heard at this point but it would matter. Tiatsu leapt off it and began to gently walk towards the leaving tracks and after moving a few yards while haphazardly looking up he saw something.

Kideme and Zaiko very close to one another. So, close in fact that on further inspection they were locking lips. Tiatsu looked at them briefly and then his expression darkened. His heavy head looking towards the floor for some time until he lifted it back up. Tiatsu’s baby blue chakra gave him a slight coating even with the snow fall coming down. He looked back up at both of them. His eyes completely crimson red and in the next moment both of them would witness the opening of the famous eyes.

Tiatsu’s sharingan had been awakened. Through the strong emotion of sorrow.

His one tomoe swirled and took over his normal pupil. With clenched fists, he ripped off his face mask and stared with severe distain at Zaiko and simply said. “The job is done.” His heart was being. Ever so softly, but it was finally beating. A melody of despair.







'As Tiatsu turned and walked away with hands in his pockets. He felt like a moth who got too close to the light but he didn’t burn he turned cold. '