The hard, stone chairs made it difficult for Denrei to get comfortable. While having his legs stretched out, his sandal-wearing feet resting on the grey, round table did feel quite good, the lack of a nice cushion beneath his ass or against his back heralded a stiff body when this meeting would be over. Of course, the Ouraboras organization had only recently moved into this location in the Kazangakure ruins. It was only naturally that it lacked some of the finer touches. Those things would be changed once they got more organized.

Organization.. that was why he had taken the initiative and called for this meeting.

The Ouraboras were currently four deadly, high-profile nukenin from different corners of the world who had come together to further their goals. Even shinobi of Denrei's caliber needed some allies. That was, if he truly wanted to aim bigger than petty crimes and single target assassinations. He hoped his new allies would see it in the same light. He hoped the four of them were able to come to an agreement. They were each very accomplished shinobi in their own rights, and with no kage or another, even more powerful shinobi to put them in line... well, the Hideaki had considered the chance of things getting messy. He did not, nor would he ever, completely trust the other Ouraboras members. He had forfeited truly trusting anyone, but this went double for people who were killers without loyalty, like himself.

If this Ouraboras operation was not worth the effort, Denrei would be gone faster than a bat in the bright sun.

[OOC: Sorry its so short. My other posts will be better]

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A single man continued to move forward through the hot lands that were the country of heat. Compared to where he was from originally, this sort of area was a death trap. So much heat was horrible for his complexion, but more over for his health. The air was dry and it left him feeling lifeless or possibly even dead. Though, glancing down to see himself still walking was a reminder that he was very much alive and that the blood still flowed through his veins, with or without his wanting too.

It had seemed overdue for the gathering of the Ouraboros, which felt like a long time coming. He had heard little of the other members aside from one and even that one was questionable. He was more interested in just what the goal of the true Ouraboros was and how it would work in his own advantage and to his personal interests. More over, if it would work in his goals favor. Even then, he had to make sure to keep his own guard up at all times, else something horrid happen for letting it fall.

He would finally find himself in the ruins of the Kazangakure and was indeed hopeful. If he didn't know where he was headed to in the first place, this area would surely never have been found which put his mind at ease when the thought of being caught by unwanted guests crossed into his thoughts. But, he would also have to worry about the wanted ones. They were missing ninja and for good reason, from the small talks of the Ouraboros and his own level of skill, it would surely be full of dangerous individuals and even deadlier skills.

Finally, once in the main chamber, Lee found himself in the presence of a person he had not seen but, did not surprise. He wasted little time in finding a chair that was almost on the opposing side of the other man. Lee let his fingers slide and interlock between one another and continued to smile his smile as only he could whilst looking at the man in silence with his slit-like eyes.

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He was looking down at the ground pondering on past thoughts as he was making his way within the ruins he had not known where he was going he just knew that he had to be there, as the footsteps echoed down the hollowed tunnel he looked around suddenly the fur of his coat which covered him under the cloak of the Ouraboros moved gently with what little gusts of wind traveled down the tunnel his arms had been tucked within his cloak and folded over one another as he had finally gotten to the core of the ruins there he had seen another like him dressed in a cloak.

And another exactly like him he had found himself the closest wall and pressed his back against it, slowly sliding down as his butt met the floor his red eyes lowered to the ground as he assumed they were waiting for others he felt his skin cool down some more forcing his core to go into over time pumping blood and oxygen through his body but his body was trained that way as it was a unique ability of his, within the cloak a pointer finger of his tapped against his forearm as he was enjoying some sort of tune he had heard coming up to the ruins.

A young child was singing it and though he had found literally everything in this world to be hopeless and without meaning aside from the Ouraboros this tune the little girl sang gave him little hope for the future but it was hope His half opened red eyes traveled themselves upward and to the two gazing at them a few seconds before looking to the ceiling the peace and quiet was quite lovely as it was something he cherished most after a little while of tapping he began to rub the ring on his left middle finger As he wondered what the north before him did or what his goals were but he assumed he was going to find out soon enough there was nothing to do now but wait.

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Lee had kept his attention on the member before him, ever ready for something to happen, not sure if this was a bad thing or a good thing. His thumbs resting their nails against the flesh of his palms. He was about to speak but then thought otherwise as he kept his silence. He would then find reason to break away from smiling at the stranger across from him at the appearance of another.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the arrival of another member that donned the cloak of the Ouraboros. This one, was one that he did not know personally but did in fact know of with the connection toward Hyougagakure. This was a Shichiyou that held the Hoto-Shinjimi kekkei genkai that was not entirely forgotten in the land hidden in the Glacier.

He wasn't sure what to think of the newest arrival. Either to feel welcoming of a fellow of the Hyougagakure, to feel outraged at a missing ninja of the land, or simply interested in seeing what the Hoto-Shinjimi was capable of first hand. Either which way, he was not going to start hostilities just yet with so many current unknowns but he would wish to break the silence himself.

"Ketsueki. Lee Ketsueki." Names. Names were a good enough way to get things started. Better place than any, though, in the past, didn't really take the matter with strangers.
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Oh god...hold on...How did Kenny get here? Kenta thought for a moment, picking at his lower lip as the heat around slowly began to make him sweat from the brow and armpits. Urgh the smell...having enhanced scent wasn't always good. When he smelled fabulous? He could easily have himself then and there but when he smelled bad? It was like someone took a massive dump and shoved it through his nostrils. It was horrible! Kenta forced himself to ignore the smell, his face turning slightly purple from holding his breath, Kenta's eyes would shift beneath his bandages as he scanned for chakra signatures but only to find...nothing. Fucking brilliant. For all he knew, he was in a volcano filled with lava. Why was he here again? Oh yeah...a meeting?

"Helloooooooooo~?" He whispered out, hoping that someone would hear his plea for help...nope. Nothing. Yay for fun timez!

He began taking steps forward, making sure to pat the ground lightly with his feet before continuing. Not wanting to fall in a ditch or some sort...all was going well up until the point where he could hear the faint sound of footsteps...hold on...there were people here after all? Scanning his eyes in the direction in front of him, he noticed a faint purple surge that he hadn't noticed before. Ahhh! New people!! Following his idiotic senses, Kenta galloped after the source of light and soon found himself at an opening of some sort.

His mouth gaped open slightly as he noticed two chakra signatures that he hadn't seen before yet he noticed one of them. he'd met this person before by chance which...If Kenta remembered correctly, he left the man alone with that woman who had confronted them. Her lies flew right over Kenta's head. He knew she was no citizen. A citizen didn't have Jounin level chakra. Kenta had left the man alone because...he heard a cat. Oh the fluffy! Twas so adorable till the point where Kenta made it into a paste which he then proceeded to knit his chakra into the beings blood to paint a mental image...literally.

"Leeee!!!"

Kenta flailed, screaming to catch his attention before charging off towards him, not knowing that after a few more steps he would hit a rock and fly through the air which would soon result in him landing on the ground, face first. Yep. After a few moments, a massive and hollow thud filled the silence in the room...well...it seemed like a room cause the noise of him landing soon came back to him...a cavern maybe?

He remained there for a moment, not wanting to move incase he had...caused any damage to the ground...oh the ground...how pretty it might have looked! Kenta didn't know! What if it was rainbow coloured but then again...he doesn't know colours other than blue and purple. Blue being pure chakra and purple being tainted chakra...oh god.

"Lee...help me up please..."

He cried, his breath heavy with pain. Lee...oh merciful deity of sexiness! Kenta awaited to feel Lee's embrace against him...Kenta found Lee quite the looker indeed...but then again...if it had a penis and long hair, Kenta found whatever sexy. The awkwardness was yet to come when Kenta would feel the other two strangers faces...or hold on...would they let him...?

The presence of first one, then two new shinobi was no reason for Denrei to leave his comfortable position just yet. He knew it wasn't the ideal position for conversation, but he wasn't going to say anything just yet. He merely observed the duo. The first one had a face that reminded the Hideaki of a fox. Below silver hair were a pair of slit eyes and a smile that gave him little reason to trust this guy. He looked like the kind of person that had something to hide. The kind of guy who could come off as a nice person even while considering what dagger would best fit in your back. Denrei himself was as much a monster as anyone in the room in terms of his crimes, but he would make no attempt at denying or hiding this dominant aspect of his personality among his new partners. He wondered if that would be the same for this man.

The second person, a guy with crimson eyes and dark hair, was much younger than either Denrei or the silver-haired guy, who had begun to introduce himself as Lee Ketsueki. Lee seemed to be in his late twenties like Denrei, or possibly his early thirties. The other guy seemed about ten years younger than that. This amused the Hideaki. Ten years ago he couldn't have imagined himself being the monster he had become. Some times he remembered himself when he was eighteen. An ignorant runt of a Chuunin who worked hard and believed in purpose. He thought of it and snorted, the snort of an adult reacting to the delusions of some stupid child.

If anything, Denrei would have to give this new kid a compliment for his talent. In order to be a part of this select group of nukenin, one had to have reached a certain level of skill. This guy had reached it much earlier than Denrei had. Talent as opposed to experience..

With the fourth and final member apparently being late, Denrei decided to start off the meeting. He would fill in the last guy later. Removing his feet from the table, he placed both his hands on the arm rests of his chair and pushed himself up. With a groan befitting a lazy couch potato getting up to do some work, he placed his arms on the table, leaning foreward a bit to better address his partners in crime.

”Denrei Hideaki, former Jounin from Kusamuragakure.” That was stupid.. Denrei's old Kusamura headband was hanging around his neck, a cut through it to signify his broken allegiance with the village. And since Denrei tended to leave the neck and upper chest area of his Ouraboras cloak open, his headband was perfectly visible to anyone in the room.

”First of a-” the missing-nin was interrupted by someone who had come running into the room. He looked sweaty and somewhat out of breath. Strangest of all, he wore bandage around his eyes. It apparently didn't tamper his ability to navigate. If it did, Denrei would have noticed him earlier walking into walls and tripping over things.

First thing this newcomer did was yell out the fox-looking guy's name in a fashion the Hideaki found befitting a toddler running towards some beloved uncle rather than a wanted criminal. This was the point where Denrei realized he had overestimated the blind guy's navigation skills. He tripped... and fell flat on the ground. The Hideaki let out a sigh as he placed one hand on his forehead. Who the fuck invited a cripple to join the Ouraboras? If this clumsy little runt was going to weigh Denrei down, the Hideaki would dispose of him personally if he had to. Yet he retained his patience up until the point where he even let the guy touch his face to get an idea of what his face looked like.

”Welcome. Sit down, please, so we can get to business.”

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Lee now let his attention turn itself fully to the one he had seen first on his arrival. His motions starting to stir and this causing much needed attention to be drawn to his presence. He would lean forward and place himself more onto the table and announce that his name was Denrei Hideaki from the land hidden in the jungle. This was also known from the headband that he still wore which was in view for all to see. He was about to speak yet again when something gave him pause, it also grabbed Lee's attention more so as it was his name that had been called and brought to the light of anyone whom did not already know it.

"I know that voice." And sure enough, the appearance of Kenta brought himself to light and the greater attention of the group. Lee couldn't help but bring a hand up and place it lightly against his forehead. He flinched slightly when Kenta took a fall and landed hard against the stone floor. "Kenta." Lee stood from his chair and made his way to the fallen and wounded Kenta to which he would take a firm grip of Kenta's arm and lift him from the ground and back to an upright position. He would then lead Kenta to a seat and Lee would re-take his own.

It was then that Lee turned his attention back toward Denrei and gesture toward Kenta "We've met prior to this meeting. But please, continue, as you said, business."
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OOC:

Kenta requested me to do this.

Now that everyone is present, here's the posting order.

Me
Lee
Fuji
Kenta
then back to me

Meaning Fujishimi is up right now.

Fuji watched from his little spot as they all began to look from one another, Fuji's eyes were only focused on the one who first introduced himself as Danrei, Fuji didn't really know any of them but he was sure he had heard their names a few times somewhere. "Fujishimi Sakyamuni." he said and quieted down his eyes had wandered to the goof who had apparently been announced blind, for an Ouraboros seemed..panicked, a little too silly for this organization.

His crimson colored eyes drifted back to the table that was made in the mountain he blinked mixed to regain stability in his eyes, he wondered what the business was going to be about and yet cared little about it for right now introductions were in order

Lee was picking him up! This was his chance! his chance to hold him and squeeze him till he gave in to Kenny's adavnces! but just before he could lunge at Lee, he was soon sat down in a rather uncomfortable stone chair. Like, what the fuck was this about? Were they that underfunded that they couldn't afford to have comfortable chairs?
Having been slightly annoyed at the fact that Lee had sat him down and not loved him like the sexual beasty that he was, Kenta continued to glance around, looking at this Fuji character, before turning his attention to Denrei.

"I'm Kenta! Former Special Jounin of Shippu but now Jounin of the pineapple stands! Reporting for sexual duty!"

He shouted, raising his hands in the air in an innocent manner. Granted he was in a room filled with experienced jounin like himself, but he just couldn't put his finger on who they were. Were they the same as him and Lee? Their chakra natures matched that of Lee's so they were all equally evil.
Twisting the ring on his thumb, Kenta rested back down on his seat. That cold, hard seat. His ass was going numb actually...oh god...he needed to fart!

Sitting with his hands folded and elbows leaning on the table like some sort of leader made Denrei feel uncomfortable. He had never been interested in high-functioning positions. He was a powerful shinobi, this much was true, but he cared little for the responsibilities that came with leadership positions. To them, they only felt like restrictions and unnecessary ties that got in the way of him doing what he wanted and when he wanted to do it.

Yet here he was, deciding the flow of this conversation..

He waited for the blind guy to sit down, then registered the names that were yet unknown to him. Fujishimi Sakyamuni was silent for all but his name. Either he was shy, the quiet type or he was simply waiting for the meeting to progress so that he could bring something useful to the table. Kenta reporting for “sexual duties” made Denrei raise an eyebrow. ”Is this guy a rapist? Did he molest someone in his former village?” This wasn't the time to be boasting about their past crimes. Denrei was sure all of them had a gruesome story to tell, with themselves as the culprits, but those would have to wait until an evening around a fire or something.

”Right, so the nature of this meeting won't be a surprise to anyone. I just figured someone had to call it. Might as well be me.”

”Now that we have come together, four missing-nin of incredible skill, we need to figure out our goal. What are we going to accomplish and how are we going to do it? How will we operate? Also, me calling this meeting doesn't mean I consider myself the leader or anything.” ”If I was looking for a pain in my ass, I'd go find a porcupine to sit on.”, he added in his mind.

”So, lets talk about who dies.”, he concluded. The meeting was now open to all suggestions.

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Lee let his attention turn itself to the one that proclaimed himself to be Fujishimi Sakyamuni. So, Denrei Hideaki of the Cherry Blossom. Kenta Saitama of the Hurricane. Fujishimi Sakyamuni of the Glacier and then himself. The four of them made up the current members of the Ouraboros. Lee held to himself but kept a smile on his face as Denrei brought forth the inevitable question that had brought itself into each of their minds at some point in time. Why?

Why join such an organization with such a shady past? There have been many words in the shadows of just what kinds of things the Ouraboros has done. But they all joined, all the same in some aspect or another. It seemed that Denrei was quick to establish that he himself was not the leader and that it was only temporary and it was a smart on his part. Lee nodded his head and spoke "It's nice to meet everyone, all the same and..." he would pause

"I think that we need to establish two things. One, the need to establish a foothold in every village, secret or no. Second, getting an informant in each of these villages, preferably via member. The more diverse our organization is, the better our chances of avoiding and suspecting tactics of countries.

We already have two from Hyougagakure, one from each Kusamuragakure and Shippuugakure. That leaves Tsukigakure and Boufuugakure mostly unknowns in regards." He would then pause and laughed lightly "Just wishful thinking is all~"
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Fuji, having simply sat there and just listened had no opinion on the matters or plans at all, his eyes wandered to the floor and just listened he recalled the days when he had killed one of his partners during one of his first big missions. Seemed like it was just yesterday he swore he could smell her blood in the hide out; As Nadare showed up he whispered in Fuji's ear. Fuji, still looking to the floor didn't respond but with a simple nod.

As Nadare vanished he looked to the rest of them he was waiting to hear the rest of the idea's his breath was steady but quiet, the cold rocks behind him began to gain frost on it from fuji's body, a wonderful thing was his ability to reduce his body heat and it was even apparent on his skin as it was very pale.

Slowly Fuji got to his feet gazing to the ring on his left middle finger, reading its sign he began to rub the symbol it was hot more than most thought to have any extra clothing than what they had but Fuji preferred his jacket which he always wore, his crimson eyes gazed to the rest of them for only a moment more before gazing back to the ground, losing himself in his thoughts again.

Okay, so while these fishies all glubbed around about what to do next and blah blah blah, Kenta began to size them up. Looking over at Denrei, he noticed how he seemed to not care about having a seat in power. Would he really mind if anyone came in and took the seat? Kenta knew he wouldn't, as long as he didn't annoy him. Back to his thoughts on Denrei, Kenta would hear the tone of his voice...was he bored? Or was this him lively?
Ignoring any more stupid thoughts, He turned his head to Lee. He knew Lee already and he didn't mind him, he felt quite good around him. Trust maybe? But to think of it, they were all missing nin so...who knows, he might turn out to be a backstabber. he didn't know his story as to why he left his village.
And to Fuji. He just seemed emo. Seriously, just emo. He just sat there, not speaking at all. Kenta knew he could speak because he heard him speak his name but other than that, Kenta didn't have much to tell about him.

Sighing, Kenta began to play with the ring around his thumb, spinning it at the edge of his thumb while holding his chakra in place to stop it from falling off the end of his thumb. Kenta couldn't be bothered with racking his brain for ideas and such so he simply lifted his legs up and crossed them, making his seat a little more comfier than it already was.

"Lee, can I have your seat? Is it comfier?"

He would speak out, having gone off into his own little world.

OOC: Sorry for taking so long guys <3 Also, there is a thread you are all supposed to join in Tsuki for an upcoming event. Lets just say, someone new will be here soon.

(OOC: Fujishimi is no longer a member here so you may take him out of the posting order. Also, until Denrei returns, he may be skipped. So for now, the posting order will be Kenta first and then Lee. Just say that Denrei fell asleep or something and that Fuji left the room without saying a word.)

Lee turned his attention to Kenta as he spoke up about wanting to switch seats with him if his was 'comfier' to which Lee would look over his side and down at his chair and then looked over to the other side in a similar manner and then back over toward Kenta and let his shoulder's rise questionably "I'm not entirely sure if mine would be any better but by all means." Lee would raise up from his seat and look it over and then would look to the other chairs to see if any would show any greater comfort than another but, as far as he could tell, there was no such one but, who was he to tell what was comfy to one person than the next.

He then patted the top of his now former chair to signal to Kenta that it was open for him to partake in. He then looked over to see Fujishimi to see him finally moving...away...and further and further till he was out of sight, seemingly leaving a ring on the floor that looked almost like his own but had a different kanji on it. Did he just quit? Surely he would have to be taken care of later on, this didn't seem like a normal organization where one could simply 'leave'.
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