[Closed] Open diplomacy between Sunagakure and Summoning Island

[fourredstripes]

Where: Sunagakure

When: Late May (Haven't narrowed it down yet)

Who: Baki, Gale and Argilla

Notes: Baki gives the two foreign nin an introduction to Suna and they probably discuss boring politics and stuff like that. Or will they?



The formation of a new shinobi entity was always a complicated and tense process. It wasn't an uncommon event, entirely. Splinter group from villages could gather together, shinobi sometimes even sprung out of previously civilian populations. In the current state of the world, the villages were tangled in roles of competition, varying alliances and brimming conflict. A newly formed group that thrust themselves out into such a world could quickly find themselves endangered or preyed upon by a larger group.

Summoning Island and its people had two things on their side; relative physical isolation, and the fact that Suna wasn't interested in making any more war for itself. Even though Baki himself wasn't certain if the village should enter into an alliance in full, he was more than willing to be the one to reach out to the new entity and greet the visiting nin. One would think with the death of the Kazekage, the village would be on lockdown, but to Baki, showing Sunagakure was still willing to communicate with others outside their own close allies was important.

As per typical for such a situation, he waited to greet them at one of the gates tucked into the massive stone walls around the village. The guard force around him was much higher than usual, with all the nervousness that an unknown element brought along with it. Baki, on the other hand, kept his arms neatly folded behind his back, chin tipped up in waiting.

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The trip had been a long one, and Gale was getting hungry. However, the hot sun and the dry air against his skin felt... familiar. Still, he did things half on some instinct that he hadn't known until then, unlike sailing which was all completely new. He made sure both himself and Argilla were covered up and protected from the sun, and that they had plenty of water.

This leg was shorter than previous ones had been, thanks to getting access to the travel seal network, but Gale was still cautious. It was hard not to stare, especially when the walls loomed up in front of him. It was a sense of, what was it called, deja-vu strong enough to stop him for a moment.

He turned to Argilla. "Does this seem familiar to you?"

But there was someone waiting, Gale knew, and he wouldn't keep the escort waiting. So Gale walked forward, usual armor mostly hidden under actual desert-appropriate wear (though he'd made sure orange was streaked on the outer layer, just to be sure), and with his slightly odd gait that always kept his weight balanced on one leg so that the free leg could snap up and kick at any moment.

He bowed as he'd learned was appropriate. "The Embryon appreciate this chance to meet and negotiate. I am Gale, and this is Argilla."