The dinning area

*comes back and stocks up the fridge with sake, met and Guinness*

-enters room and sits at table with chocolate in hand-

Hello..

*raises his healthy hand to greet back, then takes out a bottle of Med and sits down on the same table. Unwraps my mouth but not my eye to drink.*

Dear.. You look like one hell of an assassin, just to say..

-grabs a beer bottle on the floor then walks out-

*starts making coffee*

-sits on chairs to counter, elbows down, hand on face-

Should I add something or do you want it black?

Just the creamer is fine...

-smiles-

*putts both cups on the table*


*starts to drink*

So got any missions from the higher up or are you just beating time?

I havent gotten any missions yet..

-takes a sip-

But I'm supposed to keep an eye on Jacob.

Well I think it's clear why, I wouldn't be surprised if he was somewhere in this room already...

Hahaha...

-stirs cups-

If I am honest, I am a bit curious about your past, but if you don't wanna speak about it it's ok...

Its okay...

-looks up-

Umm, I was born during and within a war zone... My father was the most important thing to me. The sword i weild is actually his, he made it. He died from a tailed beast when i was, 8..? I began weilding his sword. Then I couldnt stand the rest of my family so I killed them and ran away when i was 13.. I loved the thrill, then began killing the families of others, especially of the ones I didnt like. This went on for a long time.. Then one time, I came across a graveyard of my clan. I met the guardian of our clan, she explained that I couldnt mock her without not being able to look like her. So she cursed me, and turned my brunette hair into this...

-picks up a pink strand-

After that, i began stealing, fighting, and killing again.. Now Im here. But I have other stuff Id like to hide for a while..

Reminds me on my past
*stirs the coffee slowly with a spoon (for o reason I drink it black anyway)

-takes a drink-

Mhm..

So is there anything you want to talk about?

I do..

-finishes coffee-

No offense, but what's with your arm?

*chuckles*
It happened when I was 14, I wanted to know how to control my darkness, so I went to konoha to see that Naara kid, but his power are shadows, mine is darkness, there's a difference. Then he found out who I was. In my past I was responsible for some rebellions, I think I killed one of his cousins or something.
He found my family and wanted to kill my older sister. As he was casting a shadowspike in her direction I blocked it with my let hand and lost the mobility of my fingers. My cousin Jan (it's a male name where I come from) fixed the immobility with this chopper platings, they respond to my brainwaves.

Shikamaru.. Huh....?

-plays with fingers-

Yeah, one day this bastard will suffer...
*reaches out with my chopper hand and slowly forms a fist, the chopper is squeaking*

-reaches for the metal arm, touching the edges-

How does your chaos in the eye work?

Well, I actually should be dead, but the chaos saved me after a kunai hit my eye, I was able to release it in that moment, my eye is gone, but the chaos inside of me is leaving through this opening, I cant use it all because when no chaos is left I am gonna die through this injury. It also serves the energy for my arm, that's why it'S connected with a chain.

-nods, then lets go-

I don't know... but sometimes I feel like all this memories, this whole past isn't mine but belongs to someone else, I feel like...nevermind. *grabs his moon shaped necklace*