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Special thread for the Halloween Apple Bobbing game. Only Cain's character Kiba may enter. Cain chose number 21 which was a treat apple.

Time - Noon

With winter so fully upon Seireitei, even the light which shone down upon the Fourth Division had a cold cast to it; the light pale and white rather than the warm golden rays that came with summer time. This did not seem to bother the elderly man who was strolling across the open aired training grounds in nothing but his undergarments and a long gray beard. Despite the bizarre scene of what might have scarred many of the ladies that worked in the internal defense organization of the Gotei, no one seemed to notice him and he continued on his merry way.

For Kiba, the winter frost was a good time to get in as much mundane exercise as possible - after all, even the simplest activity, when chilling cold and heavy sludge-snow were involved, could become difficult enough to warrant a work out. As such, shirt and shoes long since discarded, the Taicho was jogging easy laps around the Fourth Division, his hot breath puffing out before him, his sweat turning to a fog before it could properly bead on his person. He was often warned that this activity would eventually lead to a terrible illness, but Kiba hardly cared for the warnings of lesser men, and his jogging would resume regardless of any pleas to the otherwise, no matter how well meaning.

Kiba often argued that, when he was doing something that really occupied his mind, he couldn't be stopped by much of anything - when he was running so hard he had his focus on his breathing, especially when every inhalation was of sharp, stabbing air such as this, for instance, Kiba was not likely to be halted by any person short of one collapsed at his feet. Unless that person was a nearly-full naked old man wandering, almost lost, through the snow on his grounds. That would actually stop Kiba basically every time. With a look bordering heavily of perplexed, Kiba slowly wound not quite to a halt, but to an even pace with the old man, staring at the side of the codger's head as he attempted to reason out first why the old man was nearly naked - his own reasons for shirtlessness not occurring - and second why nobody had thought to either stop the man or inform Kiba of his presence.

Indeed, with a second look, it seemed the only stares were the standard ones of disbelief that Kiba would be foolish enough to be shirtless in such weather, his huffing breath filling the air around him with fog. With a loud huff, Kiba stepped forward and then sideways, turning as he did so, to halt himself before the old man, hands at his sides. "Oi, old man, what do you think you're doing out here? You'll catch your death like this."

Kiba's chiding was gentle - his mother had long ago taught him first to respect his elders or else and second that old men naked in the snow had probably been relieved of their senses decades ago, and should be handled carefully. He even kept his sigh in check as he raised his right hand, to try and place it on the old man's shoulder. "Come on with me, lets get you inside."

First there was one old man and then there were two. Of course, no one, not even Kiba, would see this second old man, identical to the first, as he seemed to materialize out of the water particles yet frozen that hung in the air behind Kiba as the latter approached the first figure. Whatever happened occurred in an instant, or so Kiba would probably think as there came a loud, but wheezy, "Hiya!" Then a solid smack from the rather hard ridge of the second old man's outer hand across the back of Kiba's neck, laying him out cold (huehue) in the snow. Then the two old men dropped what little clothing they were wearing on the back of Kiba's head and scooted off. Of course, when Kiba came to, they wouldn't be undergarments anymore, but rather a pouch with three kunai inside.

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Kiba's 'treat' is an item off the item list!

Kunai - A pack of three six-inch long weapons; originally a type of gardening spade, these have been sharpened and weighted to become dangerous thrown weapons, but are very brittle. Limit one pack at a time.

You may post your exit to collect your item, then I will allot RP.

Kiba felt fortunate - though he didn't know it - to be unconscious as old-man trousers billowed upon his head; being aware of that happening might have befouled his holiday cheer entirely, after all. Of course, he was much less irate about the fact that some would-be heroes had taken up his fallen form and dragged himself and his new belongings indoors, to sit the Taicho at the foot of his desk beside a pot of warm water, his new pouch of goodies in his lap.

When Kiba eventually stirred enough to become cognizant of his newfound treasure, he swayed a moment, muttering lowly to himself. "S'a festivus miracle..." He murmured before slumping to his side, falling into darkness once again with a violent sneeze. Ah, a hearty nap was what he needed... then he could really start getting ready for the holidays...

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Thread Rewards:

Kiba - 2 RP and 1 Kunai Pack of 3.

Rewards added, thread locked.