Finding A New One

Kamoku was sitting on his usuall light pole looking at the people passing by, momentarily looking up to see the weird man on the pole. Kam was checking his patients on his new device. His white hair sticking out in every direction that was and was not possible. His yellow eyes searchng for the right person to analyze. He needed another test subject to try his experiments on. He needed someone to help him find another clan, or another variation of mist so that way he could find what was causing the mists to form. Kam continued to stare until he suddenly jumped onto the telephone wires and hung there upside-down. Looking a lot more akward.

It had happened to be Mayuri's Day off and he had just ran out to the local Grocery vender to pick up some odds and ends food that would get him through till the end of the week, his milk and dried ramen were wrapped up in a brown paper bag that he carried between his arms. The sky that day had been strangely clear which put everyone in the village in a carefree happy mood, the air had been thick with laughter of young children; this had been a great day for Kumogakure after its recent invasion it had been very hard to enjoy the little things, Mayuri was dressed lightly in flip flops and white plaid shorts with a dark blue tee shirt with his clan symbol embroidered on the back between his shoulders. As the Chunnin walked along the sidewalk south bound he stopped strangely in his tracks, his eyes averted up to a man hanging from the power lines, raising his left arm up Mayuri placed his hand right at eyebrow level to cloak the suns rays from his eyes; yet still fixed upon the man swinging lazily from the cords.

Kamoku spotted a chunnin from the crowd. He looked very relaxed but also very confused. Kam was delighted with this mans physical abilities. Everything perfect, no diseases, no bad genetics, not even an infectious scar on his body. Kam let go of the cord and propelled himself into a streamlike position. He flipped and landed right in front of the chunnin. The chunnin noticed that even though he was extremely slim, he was just as short. " Vell, it seems your quite perfect in t'e means of p'ysical atribution."

As the man flung downward over to the the Chunnin Mayuri brought down his hand swiftly while simultaneously jumping back sliding across the pavement, his tight grip on the paper bag forced it into making a crumpling noise. Finaly as the kumo shinobi stopped moving he looked over the ground between them making sure he had sufficient space if he needed to attack. Listening intently to the strangers words May replied with hostility and abruptness, " That's none your concern... What is your business here.." Staring deep into the eyes of the stranger Mayuri grimaced as he clutched tighter onto his groceries.

Kamoku smiled, His several eyes moving rapidly, though 5 of them were concentrated directly on the Chunnin. He didn't move from the spot when he pulled out some water from his canteen and took a sip. "It is of my concern and it involves my business. " Kamoku recapped the canteen and let it fall on its strap. " And its fun to see how my business will lead." kam crossed his legs and sat down in the middle of the street.