Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-27973212-20160416053555/@comment-89.98.181.179-20160425204750

The blanket of black was a welcoming change of surroundings as they ventured deeper into the forest, and seemingly the night itself.



Now someone could’ve sworn that Kei was travelling with the others at first but upon Yuki glancing around to hope and find his eyes, she’d find nothing but the dark forest. He was gone, seemingly, although Yuki might’ve been able on the miniscule vibrations through the ground that were too soft to produce sound; but the chances were far less than likely. To catch on would’ve been an impressive feat however, due to Kei moving soundlessly and with utter care rather than the horses they rode on which caused for more disturbances in the ground by far. This meant that Kei would be quite like a ghost in the night as he stealthily moved through the forest as per silent killing, without the killing. With his regular black eyes Kei continued to keep sight on his partners in between checking the surroundings; actively searching for anything out of the ordinary, the first of which came in the shape of a hanging man who quite resembled a fruit hanging from the tree in Kei’s perspective. There was a certain melancholic beauty to the whole macabre scene that’d only tickle the mind of one who had been too close to the darkness at one point in his/her life.



Kei’d activate his Sharingan to discern in the hanging man was real or not. If he wasn’t the Kei would continue to move on, not warning anyone. If the man, however, was real then Kei would come out of hiding. It might’ve been kind of creepy how he’d suddenly step out from behind the tree that the man was hanging from just as Yuki was looking at the bag and in doubt over whether to grab it or not. He’d shift his gaze to the bag and journal, for safety measures, while he’d then see him without a care in the world as he pushed the hanging man aside a little to grab the bag and journal before meeting up with the other two on the path.

The Sharingan’s crimson vanished from sight again, as Kei tossed the bag up to Yuki while flicking through the pages of the Journal, then speaking to them both in a distracted voice. “Anything in those maps that can aid us?”. In turn, he’d share any important information from the journal –if given in dm’s post.- before returning back to the forest. Kei wasn’t scared of ghost stories, nor was he scared of genjutsu, not with these eyes. Again the crimson hues appeared as he thought –We can’t all be sitting ducks. Whenever something comes for you, I’ll be there. But in order for that to work the enemy must believe that you don’t think I’m here for you. S.P.T (Shadow Pack Tactic) c-45. I didn’t forget my job here, Eito.-