Eita chittered a bit, then flew over and landed on their back.
Raven steps outside and takes a breather, hoping shade is nearby.
Nolegs is still looking at the pieces of the cosmic monolith. It's still radiating with energy...
"Meow." Translation:"Well. That's pretty interesting."
he continued to chirp
He chirped and chittered, laying down on his back. Touching and hearing Eita seemed to give a calming feeling.
Nolegs puts the cosmic monolith pieces inside his fur so no one will notice them or else he'll have to explain this all over again.
Three figures with purple cloaks enter the bar. The shorter one in the middle wore a simple mask with a cherry blossom painted on the top and their cloak had the Otogakure symbol on the back of it. The one left of them wore a mask over his mouth. The one right of them wore a mask with a skull design.
Sasuko looks over. “That’s weird… why are Otogaukure shinobi here? Does that mean Orochimaru-Sensei is here?
“How long will we be here, Otokage-sama?”, the one on the left said to the one in the middle. The one in the middle whispered to him, “Just for a couple of drinks then we will go back to Otogakure.” Their voice was muffled to bystanders.
Sasuko decides to walks up. “Is Orochimaru-Sensei here?”
“He is dead, Kid”, the one on the right spoke. Getting closer, his mask had a shark like design.
Sasuko steps back, shocked. “O-orochimaru-sensei…. Is dead? I-it can’t be…. Who killed him!?”
“Orochimaru died of a illness shortly after Sa-, Otokage-sama became the Kage”, the one with glasses said.
Jet walked in "Oh nice a bar, never knew my shed had one" She just sat down in the closest seat and began playing cards with a shadow clone
Sasuko notices the stumble but decides to ignore it. “So then, who is the current Otokage? And Orochimaru isn’t dead…” Sasuko points to her shoulder at th curse mark that makes it easier for her to activate sage mode.
"Its boring in here, wheres that cat?" A white cat would jump up to her as the shadow clone would disappear "Hey buddy, how do you keep finding me anyways?" the cat simply meowed and laid down "Of course"
“Oh, that’s what you meant by cat.” She raises a brow, but quickly returns to her normal face. Either way, it was back to beating a poor punching bag with her knuckle dusters.
"Oh your a cat?" She walked over, the snow white cat just chilled "So if I happen to have some catnip (which is likely how he found me in the first place) you'll go crazy over it or is that a sterotype?"
“I ain’t that type of cat, you b—You know what, long story short, no, I wouldn’t.”
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