[OOC: Good, because the cold I had got worse and I was quarantined to my room the last 4 days unable to get on computer and thus the site Lol As for the short posts tis alright as long as the posting continuous.]
Kojirama eyes continued to scan the area as his genin entered the tent; it wasn’t long before Yugo had sensed three unknown signatures coming from the north and shouted out of the tent alerting and informing Kojirama. He nodded and turned his attention to the north, stepping towards the northern vicinity to await the arrival of these unknown individuals. It wasn’t long before they arrive; Kojirama stood still showing no emotionless as he waited for them to get closer. Kojirama noticed that they were somewhat varied in appearance, noticing no marks or emblems that seem to match who they represented. At first glance it seemed they were just hired mercenaries.
As they drew closer, Kojirama would take more notice of their appearances. One of the men’s arms was either painted or tattooed with horizontal red and black stripes He also wore a sleeveless blue shinobi outfit with a skin tight black hooded shirt underneath and dark blue gloves as well as a mask, colored white with a red tongue and yellow teeth and horns. As this member got closer, Kojirama wasn’t sure if the mask he wore had small eye wholes or that the man had no pupils. One of the others was very short in stature, he dark brown hair styled into a fauxhawk. His eyes were large with slit-like pupils, Kojirama being reminded of bug-like creatures that had the same eye set.
The third man was the biggest of the three; He was very tall, incredibly muscular and large, as well as heavily scarred across his face and body. The man was shirtless and the only clothing he had was dark brown pants that accumulated to his thick muscular build and long thick brown hair that hung down his back. The large man also held a large long flail, the ball giant in size but garnered no spikes and the chain as long as the man’s colossal height. As the three men got to within a dozen yards and within earshot of words, Kojirama would be the first to make action and speak.
“Given by your appearances...I assume you are not here to help with the relief effort?” The masked man would speak up with a dark eerie voice. “Oh no we are here to help….help rid the lives of those in that rest stop as well as anyone who stands in our way…” The bug-eyed short man and the giant scarred man both smiled wickedly letting loose a small chuckle. Kojirama remained unfazed and spoke once more. “Then I must ask you to kindly leave in peace before things turn ugly...these people only want rest and healing and have done nothing to deserve the treatment you have been giving them and the populace around here lately. Take this chance and turn away from here and go back to where you came from...” The small fauxhawked man giggled and laughed viciously before he would speak.
“hehehehaha you should head your own words white haired man, we three are the feared Oniyurei. We head to no man’s words and only head to our creed. Take everything and give nothing back. SO SAY GOODBYE!!” The small mans actions were quick as he pulled out a small wooden pipe and swiftly blew into it launching three very fast needles accurately toward the Hokage. Kojirama acted with greater speed and precision and as the needles approached him he quickly swiped his left hand in front of him and managed to grab each of the needles between his fingers stopping their momentum. Small trickles of blood would appear due to the sharpness of the needles, however the damage done was much smaller than the bug-eyed man had anticipated and the shocked expression on his face showed it. Kojirama crackled a small smile and spoke. “Oniyurei huh…never heard of you.” The bug-eyed man, who was still in shock, spoke out stumbling with his words. “How...what….who are you??”
The masked Oniyurei would chuckle once more before speaking again, answering his comrade’s question. “Ah...yes now I recognize who you are…you must be the new Hokage of the leaf…Kojirama Senju is it?” The massive statured man would turn his head and speak out to his masked companion. “The Hokage? What’s he doing out here? Aren’t the kages supposed to stay in their village for protection?” The masked man was silent for a few seconds before responding. “Apparently…this one didn’t get the memo.” Kojirama would throw the needles he still held in his hand to the ground and stare intensely at the three-man group known as the Oniyurei in silence.