Welcome to Gaia! ::

A soft tapping could be heard upon the ground as Jurei entered the summit. His long Kage attire draped over his body hung with a sense of deep elegance. His medium length brown hair was well kept beneath the kage hat. The red fire kanji burned against the white fabric that the robe was comprised of. His staff in hand he tapped lightly at the ground to locate his way. His blind eyes picked up many different powerful chakras, a true collection of fine shinobi indeed. "Greetings my fellow sirs." he said in a deep defining tone. He maneuvered his way to his seat and untied his hat and placed it in front of him while he sat, his ANBU close behind. His lightless red eyes seemingly staring into nothingness, when actually they were studying the chakra natures of those present. Something appeared different about Danzo's chakra in particular. You may be able to fake a face and posture, but faking chakra was monumentally difficult. He acknowledged those whom he knew prior to the summit. "Lord Agnikage........Danzo." he said respectfully acknowledging their previous engagements. He patiently waited for the rest of the summit to arrive.

___________________________________________________________Jiro Kokurai Uchiha
"I never give up, I never go back on my word until I reach my goal"



The young anbu arrived shortly after the hokage he didnt make a sound as he came in. He looked at all the body guards and kages and when the took his seat he stood right behind him in case something went down.

~UnBreakable Pain~

~Mizuni Tenshi, Angel of Lightning~

A small orb of light appeared, shining bright against the dull Land of Steel. It grew brighter and brighter until it vanished, leaving only Mizuni Tenshi, the Raikage, standing at the front door to the Kage summit. She was steel-faced, her eyes burning like black flame. She felt like crying again, knowing all those people had met their demise due to her innability to stop a demon.

She quietly adjusted her robe and hat, making sure they were in the most presentable way possible before adjusting her white mask. She had to make sure that she was completely veiled...Even in front of Takashi. She didn't want to seem weak in front of him...or any of the other Kages. The young woman could only hope that Tomomi and Rei would hurry up.

~.:Arashi:.~
~~~Former Yondaime Mizukage~~~



Arashi simply sighed.

"What's the purpose of locking them away?"

Slowly the Kazekage made way into the room, The perfect flesh puppet of him wore the Kazekage robes and hat, and was the only thing to walk in with an unhidden face at that. Its perfect Human quaility mimiced that of an annoyed or space out expression. The expression would show off allot of tension and the left eye was wide as if in rage or offense, the Purple eye used for his doou-jutsu's heald the other emotions pushing off of Shyuko. Following the perfect flesh puppet were Four Robed figures, One was Shyuko himself simply doing his Kazekage assistant role. The other three were flesh puppets, their details hidden by the robes so none could know what was really beneath the robes. All four extra figures wore black robes with red lines leading from a bloodied puppet hand desighned into them.

The Kazekages flesh puppet replacement sat down in the chair for the Kazekage, practically ignoring the Other Kages as Shyukos want to be here was incredibly low, The real him scowled underneath its shawl as it stood back with the other four puppets, his hands hidden in large sleeves, his face covered, his identity happily a mystery, as the Flesh puppets retained thier origional chakra making discerning the real person if a fake was noticed, to still be very hard. When The KAzekages flesh puppet sat down in his place, it started to drum its fingers on the table, IT would be a perfect human If it had its own soul was a thought to pass through Shyukos mind as he made it appear human as usual. the Kazekage indicated that one or two other people who were asked to come allong would be in the building shortly.

Bouka Issun
------------------
o Head of the Issun Clan
o Tsuchikage; Lord of Rock, Blood, and Hand.

I.P.C.

The old Takikage, Benkei Masame, was known for many things, but arriving in a timely manner was never one of them. If the old kage were to race the old turtle, the turtle would win by a landslide. Yes, never has there been such a long lived example of haste making waste ever been documented. Even in his own village, the old kage is often teased by the younger children for his tardiness, but he can only laugh along with them due to the truth of the matter. Surely enough, keeping to his slow nature, the Takikage would finally make his appearance as he made his way into the summit building. There he would take his time at the entrance, peering around at his fellow kages from underneath the cover of his great straw sakkat. "Greetings my fellows, I am sorry for my frequent tardiness at these little meetings" As he always has, and probably always will. " I give my condolences to my fellow kages of the unfortunate village which suffered their great loss to the great beasts of strife." With another nod the old kage would slowly, ever so slowly, make his way towards his designated seat, his old gnarled staff thumping against the wood every so often until finally coming to a rest. In one slow motion, Benkei would sit himself down in a relaxed manner, leaning his staff up against his shoulder with one hand as the other trailed down to his drinking flask. "Should I have missed anything, could one please update me on what has been discussed as thus far?" Takeing a steady drought from his flask, Benkei would set it carefully upon his lap as he gave his nose a slight itch. By this point, if any were to notice, the kage seemed to have came on his own, but then again it was only by appearance.