[centre][b]Anko Hyuga[/b][/centre]

Anko ignored his questions for a while, just glancing at him when he asked what they were going to talk about. She kept walking until they were in a street with not as much people as the rest of the village. She paused nearby a wall, turning to lean her back against it. All she needed was a cigarette to look like some sort of drug dealer.

"Right..." She started, tilting her head to the side to look him over. "About what I wanted to talk about with you, it's simple, really. I have an offer, from the Raikage himself." As she spoke, her lips twisted slightly upwards, forming some sort of timid smile. "... You're a missing-nin, just like I was. However, the Raikage's political power can help you erase that.. past, if you're willing to become one of us, Kumogakure-nin." With that, she drew some circles in the air with her left hand's index finger, some sort of dramatic gesture. "Still, regardless of your answer.. I'm also supposed to kill you."

... There was a dramatic pause.

"... In order to see if you're indeed good. Which probably means that if you survive or that if in the end, it's me begging for my life, you're good to go." Her expression became serious again.

[b][centre]Daisuke Fukui[/centre][/b]

"... Uh." Daisuke certainly didn't like the idea of being completely defenseless in enemy's territory, however, he had prepared himself the day before. With the smile of a child who had just tasted the greatest candy ever, he reached over for a small bag he carried, taking a scroll out of it before rolling it over in front of him. "I prepared this yesterday, I can't trust Konoha so I supposed that being completely defenseless there wasn't an option." Slamming his hand against the scroll, that usual white-ish smoke surged around him as seemingly from nothingness, the chakra-sand gourd he usually carried appeared. "My friend uses the same type of scrolls to summon his puppets, so I thought it'd work with it and it did." The boy then did the 'Kai' seal, and the gourd disappeared once again. He picked up the scroll, rolled it and returned it to his back.

"But you're right, at least we're lucky; neither of us look as if we're from Sunagakure." Daisuke stated in a matter-of-factly way, nodding his head. "Makes it easier for us to disguise as whatever we want: Travelers, if that wil make it."