Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170925211950/@comment-26510601-20171005211243

Before now, Ieyasu was relaxing just a little ways beyond the docks casually striking up conversation with some of the other shinobi. To him, everyone here was a friend and although some people were hard asses, it never seemed to really phase him like some others. Right now, he was talking to some blond-haired bloke about who would win in a fight, Keldran or Smiling Mountain. Both were ferocious warriors, it was like discussing someone's favorite super heroes and who would win but these people were very real and a part of their lives.

They were close enough to the docks that when the Mountain finally called out Ieyasu's name, he could hear it loud and clear. With a quick farewell, Ieyasu turned heel and began to sprint over to the docks becoming a blur of black and blue. He already had his cestus gloves on and his kunai hanging on his hip, Ieyasu was ready just like the Pyre group had been.

Like a bat from hell, Ieyasu sprinted all the way from the docks before leaping onto the boat, crouched and holding his knees while he quickly tried to repace his breathing. If Smiling Mountain was on deck, Ieyasu would bring up a hand giving a firm salute to the giant.

"Reporting for duty, sir!"

Smiling Mountain was Ieyasu's hero and probably one of the only people he would call sir. It was just a notion of respect towards the warrior. Now calmed down, he'd look around and whoever else was there he would do everything in his god damn will to make sure he greeted everyone with a classic hand shake and a cajole "Hi, nice to meet you! Name's Ieyasu!"

Of course he would get a little carried away, but after all the pleasantries were finished or if someone just smacked the dogshit out of this kid to get shit-eating grin away from them Ieyasu would be ready for this mission of theirs.