[☁] The Silver Lining Raikage's Office(Destroyed)

[Scrapples]

Kazuo smiles and nods to the ninja. "Hello. Can I help you?"  

[Ryoko Earth]

Ryoko rose from the bow, then sighing a bit. "Lenon was supposed be here. He's a horrible person" Then a very evil thought came over Ryoko's mind. Payback time. "One of the reasons I have to is to formally apologize for damages to the cafe and surrounding areas. It was caused in a spar between me and Lenon. I insisted on leave and continuing a spar at a different place, one more appropriate, however, Lenon continuasly attacked me and I had no choice but to defend myself."  

[Scrapples]

Kazuo swats his hand in the air at Ryoko. "Psh, it's no big deal. It happens all the time. Just look at my office." He gestures to the missing wall behind him and the pile of wood he sat on since his desk and chair were destroyed.  

[Ryoko Earth]

Ryoko sighed inwardly but on the outside he gave a grateful smile. "Thank you for the forgivness, Raikage-sama." His revenge had failed. "I have to admit something else." Ryoko sighed, wondering if he'd be kicked out of the office instantly. "I... was previously a Grass ninja."  

[zephyer55]

Zephyer bit his lip in anger and turned and ran out.  

[Scrapples]

Kazuo continues to stare at Ryoko keeping any anger hidden within himself. "Hmmm...So what are you doing here now?"  

[Hiro the Herp]

Hiro Inuzuka Senju's Clone

"HA! Grass Ninja! What brings you here mongrel?" Hiro was still kicking out a few pieces of debris out the giant hole in the wall. Finally, he began doing rapid handsigns. Before the jutsu took affect, Hiro tok a giant piece of the wall and ran his chakra threw it. It began to shrink into a small ball. Finally, the wooden wall began to reattach due to Hiro jutsu.

"If you get my clone, your obviously not important enough."

 

[Ryoko Earth]

Ryoko looked away a little shamefully, although he'd been away at the time of the attack. "I'm here because I wasn't around at the time of the attack, and when I found out, I didn't agree with it." Ryoko leaned back against the wall. "The point is... that I want to join Cloud. I... I will accept any rank you give me, and any punishments you may bestow." He waited for the Raikage's response.  

[Hiro the Herp]

".....You could work for that last Sannin spot...." Hiro looked to Kazuo, "Why not make him a Densetsu or Jounin for now?"  

[lenon01]

Lenon sighed and demanded to see the manager, spewing things about how the woman didn't know what she was talking about and whatnot. She screamed at him that they didn't have a manager, and instead ran off to find someone who could deal with Lenon. ...That was a horrible idea.

Lenon quickly switched the map she was trying to show him with his map. When the receptionist emerged from a back room with a slightly amused man wearing a suit, she pointed to Lenon and started shouting something. Lenon just held up his hands. "I have no idea what she's talking about, sir." he said. "I just wanted to know where I was, because maps confuse me, and she's telling me that this is the hot springs. I really doubt that it's the Sand Village we're in, too." He could barely keep a straight face as the woman stared at him for a second before erupting into an explosive mess of curse words.  

[Supernal_SOul]

(Wait I'm confused is Yasu still there? i need to know how to reply.)  

[Hiro the Herp]

((Um go to the hospital. I'll be there now.))  

[Scrapples]

"Since you weren't apart of the attack on Cloud and you want to join Cloud as a ninja which is pledging your loyalty to me then you may keep your rank and join the village, Ryoko." He takes out a headband and some papers and hands them to Ryoko to fill out the papers and wear the headband.

(I don't want to pass up the chance to have another sannin in the village. Plus he wasn't apart of the attack so he didn't do anything wrong just for being a grass ninja.)  

[lenon01]

Lenon chuckled as the lady was taken away, and he left a note on her desk explaining what exactly had happened. He wondered if she would grow pale at the sight of his name - many knew his name, but not his face.

With that, he disappeared out of the front door.