[買] Crafting Collective || Shops and Crafts

[NecroPlant]

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Death eternal. Suffering endless. When Kagerou locked her arms around his Kumotake internally began to reel in agony. Yet he was powerless to oppose. The locking of the arms had sapped all strength, the singing all willpower. As they, the merry band moved onward he couldn't even get out that he would be willing to help Noemi. His mouth sewn shut by Kagerou the warden of happiness. He had to match steps or he would certainly fall on his face. His mouth was skewed into a half smile with a forehead cloaked in cold sweat as Kagerou seemed too complacent and trying to lighten up the mood to really pick up on how truly excruciating this was to the boy.

Honestly when the cat's meows would interject. It brought brief moments of peace. He inhaled deeply as if he were winded...but he knew he had to keep face. He'd caused enough trouble as it is with his lack of social knowledge and interactions. Yet, if this is what classified as 'normal' he could feel his soul drift away ever so slightly. Girls. Where was the manly bonding of punching each other and belches he'd read about. He didn't expect that he'd be on more friendly terms with females than males. It...it wasn't like he was complaining or anything. Certainly any other man would die to be in this position. Him however, he was already dead. Trying to busy himself thinking about anything other than the cheery tune. He'd try and take in how the two girls smelled. What their morning routines were compared to his. This in turn started to dip into forbidden territory. As what seemed for an instant he pictured both the girls in their unmentionables. This caused an audible eep. Where if asked Kumotake would dismiss red faced as "nothing". Nozomi. Where is she now. He wondered.



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There were mixed feelings in Kagerou's smile. On one hand, she was happy that someone was enjoying her jokes. On the other, despite being glad to entertain, it was basically an ingrained response at this point to (at least) inwardly cringe at saying such things. Hearing them wasn't so bad, unless it came from her dad, at which point it was basically her responsibility to groan.

There was also Kumotake who was being so dramatic about his current situation that it would take someone blind to not realize. The cat-created pause in Kagerou's jolly march onwards would have been an ideal time to release her grip from the now red-faced boy. Even Noemi had slipped out of her grasp. However, Kumotake didn't explicitly ask her to and he looked so out of it that she feared they'd lose him in the crowd if she did release him. Kagerou met in the middle, she de-linked from Kumotake and pushed his shoulders from behind to get him walking in the right direction. It could be for the rest of the way to the fruit stall or just a few steps, however long it took the Aburame male to start looking like he could walk properly on his own again. She smiled despite any misgiving and continued to move. Instead of singing her previous song, she hummed with Noemi's tune. The music was unfamiliar, but she still managed to improvise a simple harmony that sort of meshed with Noemi's melody.

Like Noemi, Kagerou did not know what the three--Miki, Shadow, and Takeda--would like, and as she had no idea that Kumotake was in a squad with two Miki and Shadow as brief as it was, so she didn't think to ask him. Kagerou thought out loud, showing a fairly good ability to come up with something sensible and solid even when put on the spot, "I don’t know. I was thinking we could go with a variety. Since it looks like Miki and Shadow are staying in the same room, we can go with big stuff like melons and bananas, those are always tasty, without worrying about it spoiling. Oranges for vitamin C, apples are always cute, melons are sweet even if they're not nutritionally great, and I remember hearing from the old fruit place I used to go to that plums were great for memory." Her smile, ever present, softened a little as she remembered the old place her family would buy fruits from. It had been destroyed, along with the rest of the village, by the Sero and the people who owned it had also been swept under the waves. Kagerou blinked and was back to normal after only a deep breath, inhaling the various scents and tastes floating in the air of the bustling market. It wasn't like she was trying to bury the memory, truly. She was just reminding herself, through the minor pain remembering brought, that there were things to do in the now.

By this point, the trio had reached a place to buy fruits one way or another. Almost unconsciously, Kagerou commented, "Now, time to reap the fruits of our labor… Ha…" Any change in her expression such thoughts may have created, though, were lost in the motions Kagerou took to unhook, so to speak, the cat headband from her skull. She lowered the band, resting it on her shoulders like a pair of headphones. "I'll go check out the fruit over there," she would explain to excuse herself before sliding over a good distance away from Kumotake and Noemi. She had realized just now that, this entire time, she had been mostly in between Noemi and Kumotake. Now, originally, that might have been an unconscious reaction to Noemi's discomfort. She wasn't quite sure. However, if the two were Aburame and especially since Noemi seemed to know so little about her bloodline, Kagerou wasn't sure because she didn't know much about kikaichu herself, then there must be something they'd want to talk about. Kagerou would give them privacy. It was why she had taken her cat ears off, after all.

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Stamina Pool: 65/65

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• Specialist -The user chooses to specializing in healing medical techniques and gains a great boost to their chakra control in that area. At Chunnin, they gain a -5 chakra reduction to perform techniques in their specialty. at Jounin, -10, at Konin -15 at Sannin -20. To clarify, they they gain a -5 chakra reduction every rank, to a maximum of -20 at sannin. All medical jutsu are still learnable by both sides, but the chakra control only applies to the chosen side.

• Grand Performance - The user can perform both types of arts (ninjutsu and genjutsu) through their performance or instrument, often casting them at the same time (must pay for both techniques). Can perform D rank techniques through instrument at gennin, C at Chunnin, B at jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin.

• Learn Medical techniques one (1) post faster.

• Learn ninjutsu (1) post faster.

• Learn genjutsu one (1) post faster.

• D"eye"versity - Through the use of custom techs, Kagerou can swap between the normally limited abilities and techniques for her sharingan, potentially giving her access to all eye abilities and mangekyou techs. She can never have more than the written limits at any one time (e.g. access to all eye abilities but cannot use more than two at a time). In addition to learning the required custom and whatever additional requirements that custom might have, Kagerou needs to fulfill certain conditions for a safe swap. Each Sharingan ability or technique swapped must be retrained and adjusted to, a process that takes twenty [20] posts at first for each Sharingan ability/technique, is reduced by two [2] posts every time the Sharingan ability/technique is safely retrained, and can take a minimum of six [6] posts per Sharingan ability/technique. If necessary, Kagerou can perform a riskier, instant swap on the fly without the readjustment period, but these swaps can only last for up to five [5] posts and disables the Sharingan, which needs to recover from the strain, for twice [x2] the number of posts that the swap lasted for. Techniques learned with the 'To Copy' Sharingan ability, which can be swapped out, are not forgotten but must be retrained every time Kagerou safely swaps to the 'To Copy' ability. Instant swaps to the 'To Copy' ability give Kagerou all of her copied techniques without needing to retrain them. For every time Kagerou safely swaps to her 'To Copy' ability, her copied techniques take two [2] less posts to retrain, going down to a minimum of one [1] post to retrain each copied technique.

• Miracle Performance - Kagerou can perform healing eiseijutsu through her performance/instrument as if it was ninjutsu of the same rank. When performing healing medical techniques, she can target anyone who can hear her music with the jutsu. I.e. she no longer has to be within touch range of the target to use healing hands.

• The Good Host - 1/2 off all implant chakra requirements.

• Mind and Body - A sound soul resides in a sound mind and a sound body. To ensure the health of all three, Kagerou must master every aspect of medicine. Kagerou gains an additional medical field type. The additional type needs to be trained separately from the first.

• Evergreen Growth - Life always finds a way, especially when it's helped by someone who truly cherishes it. Plants cultivated by Kagerou grow as if the soil they are nourished by is +1 grade higher than it actually is. Unfertilized soil yields crops in 2 rl weeks. Low-grade fertilizer yields crops in 1 week. High-grade fertilizer reaches a new level of fast and yields crops in 4 days. (Post-acceptance note: I just realized that there is an Evergreen religion in this guild. I did not mean for this to be a religious PA in any way. It's just botany. I hope that's not a problem.)

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[NecroPlant]

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Puns. What sick twisted form of eldritch torture was this. As Noemi made more and more puns he tried to grin and bear it. As Kagerou remained chipper he was enlightened to a degree that she wasn't as brooding as she initially came off to be when they first met. Well maybe brooding wasn't the correct term maybe it was er...no nonsense. Whatever this change of pace was, it was probably for the better. If he was to survive he'd have to eventually learn how to 'tolerate' these types of attitudes but it still made itself ever present that he was skeptical of such. Again sunshine happy sugar s**t at it's core is s**t and when it hits the fan it gets everywhere.

Crazed anti-social metaphors aside Kumotake having been left with the multi-colored mademoiselle actually proved to be more pleasant than he'd anticipated. However, the negative space where Kagero once stood remained unless for some strange reason Noemi decided to fill it. What may have been an awkward silence before it was broken with what seemed like a stray shot to make conversation. "I like pineapples." It wasn't the statement in itself that could prove humorous but the timing in which it was said. He was 'breaking the ice' as it were before he decided to make his next statement. "I can probably teach you...using your kikai I mean. To help you find that someone...but it isn't going to be by the book like the black glasses back in the compound. I treat kikai as friends not expendables. Afraid now that he might've triggered another case of more emotional distress he began sifting through the data banks that was his knowledge on females.

To say the least it was as basic as his knowledge on males. So came in a confidently spoken yet out of place barrage of compliments and 'girl talk' where it's 'written somewhere' that girls 'like' to hear. "I like your shoes. Those stockings are pretty top notch to. I wouldn't mind owning that pair myself and your hair and choice of clothes really compliments your eyes." Owning a pair himself? Right. This choice of words was gathered from a magazine article about girls night outs and slumber parties. Heh, well maybe she won't notice and interpret that incorrectly assuming he was some kind of stockings loving pervert...which wasn't far from the truth but we didn't need that becoming public knowledge. Honestly recalling Kagerou's words after he had said all this...yeah..nevermind...it was probably already too late. No doubt thanks to Sukoso everyone in village may think he's a dank pervert already. That reality sank in for a bit as he waited for Noemi to respond and or run away. Whichever came first.



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Θ C H A K R A ┆ 460/460xΘ S T A M I N A ┆ 335/335xΘ A C ┆ 0xΘ R Y O ┆ 0xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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[NecroPlant]

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Brushing the sweat from his brow and loosing a sigh of relief as Noemi skipped off to join Kagerou, Kumotake would look to his left to find a stand conviniently peddling pineapples. He must have subconciously said the pineapple thing from having glanced at the stand on route to here. The owner an old wizened man wearing cracked glasses who would have witnessed the boys floundering. He waggled his knotty wooden cane around pointing it at the lanky adolescent 'back in my day gusto like that was worth somethin boy. That theres worth this here pine appy you got fine taste in fruit I say.' Of course the old man like Noemi probably didnt pick up on just how much he winged the entire thing.

It seemed his day was going well for the most part. Still something loomed in the shadows atop a building. A prescence unkown to him and the girls. One that had been keeping a watchful dark glass tinted eye on the group but the boy particularly. A feeling of uneasiness overcame Kumotake as he recieved his complimentary pineapple for his 'gusto' in an awkward manner. He would turn back to look up only to see that nothing was there then grimace anxiously.

He would then regroup with Kagerou and Noemi only after they had some time to converse with one another. Carrying his spiny yellow child he wondered what kind of haul the dames gathered. "Pineapple?" he said pointing to his newly aquired treasure unsurely as if asking a question followed by a 'laugh". Mainly due to not knowing what to say he again tried breaking the ice with the power of pine in his possession. Noemi was pretty hard to understand what with her accent and all. He'd have to see what language it was if he was actually going to try and tutor her. Maybe he'd ask Nozomi to help if she had the time.



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┆ Θ Genjutsu/Tamer ┆ Θ Peak Spider ┆ Θ Doton / Suiton ┆ Θ C-ranked Genin ┆xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Θ C H A K R A ┆ 460/460xΘ S T A M I N A ┆ 335/335xΘ A C ┆ 0xΘ R Y O ┆ 0xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Kagerou was a fast shopper. With neither plan nor shopping list, she rounded up her desired products in no time. Familiarity with the market was a huge part of her speed. She seemed to be at least acquaintances with several of the shopkeepers. Still, some time would pass after the end of the short conversation between Noemi and Kumotake before she would be done with her shopping.

The time passed and Kagerou had just met up with Noemi while cradling two bags of fruits when Kumotake rejoined with his own haul. "Pineapple?" Kagerou asked, a little confused, but she accepted it quickly, "Good idea! You're going to need a knife for that, but you can either use a sanitized kunai or see if the hospital is willing to lend you any." Kagerou's own plastic bags held a few apples and oranges, a large melon, and a banana. No plums. Noemi had expressed such eagerness with the idea that she wanted to leave the plum selection to her.

Shifting the weight of her backpack and shoulder bag, Kagerou would check in with everyone, "Alright. Now that the whole gang is together again, are we ready to go?". Once (and if) she received assent, she moved on to the next few questions she had, "Okay, then let's go. Sorry, Noemi, but could you take this fruit off of my hands on our way to the hospital? It's a bit heavy with everything else I have on my back. The bag with the melon and most of the bananas is for Shadow and Miki. The other bag I'll take over to Takeda." For the record, both bags had apples and oranges. Although, Takeda, for obvious reasons, had less of these as well.

Once Noemi unburdened Kagerou of the fruits of her labor, Kagerou would casually walk back to the hospital without wasting any time. The sun was already nearing the horizon. Squad assignments, unfinished mission, nightmares, and aftermath had kept her busy from morning to, now, sunset it seemed. The long day was ending, but Kagerou wanted to finish everything she had set her mind to before night fell and the dark made it difficult for her.

Exit to Halls of White || Hospital

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ஐ ♪~♫-~♫♪♫~~-♪♪♫ ❧ c h a k r a ☙ ♫♪♪-~~♫♪♫~-♫~♪ ஐ

Chakra Pool: 435/435
Stamina Pool: 65/65

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• Specialist -The user chooses to specializing in healing medical techniques and gains a great boost to their chakra control in that area. At Chunnin, they gain a -5 chakra reduction to perform techniques in their specialty. at Jounin, -10, at Konin -15 at Sannin -20. To clarify, they they gain a -5 chakra reduction every rank, to a maximum of -20 at sannin. All medical jutsu are still learnable by both sides, but the chakra control only applies to the chosen side.

• Grand Performance - The user can perform both types of arts (ninjutsu and genjutsu) through their performance or instrument, often casting them at the same time (must pay for both techniques). Can perform D rank techniques through instrument at gennin, C at Chunnin, B at jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin.

• Learn Medical techniques one (1) post faster.

• Learn ninjutsu (1) post faster.

• Learn genjutsu one (1) post faster.

• D"eye"versity - Through the use of custom techs, Kagerou can swap between the normally limited abilities and techniques for her sharingan, potentially giving her access to all eye abilities and mangekyou techs. She can never have more than the written limits at any one time (e.g. access to all eye abilities but cannot use more than two at a time). In addition to learning the required custom and whatever additional requirements that custom might have, Kagerou needs to fulfill certain conditions for a safe swap. Each Sharingan ability or technique swapped must be retrained and adjusted to, a process that takes twenty [20] posts at first for each Sharingan ability/technique, is reduced by two [2] posts every time the Sharingan ability/technique is safely retrained, and can take a minimum of six [6] posts per Sharingan ability/technique. If necessary, Kagerou can perform a riskier, instant swap on the fly without the readjustment period, but these swaps can only last for up to five [5] posts and disables the Sharingan, which needs to recover from the strain, for twice [x2] the number of posts that the swap lasted for. Techniques learned with the 'To Copy' Sharingan ability, which can be swapped out, are not forgotten but must be retrained every time Kagerou safely swaps to the 'To Copy' ability. Instant swaps to the 'To Copy' ability give Kagerou all of her copied techniques without needing to retrain them. For every time Kagerou safely swaps to her 'To Copy' ability, her copied techniques take two [2] less posts to retrain, going down to a minimum of one [1] post to retrain each copied technique.

• Miracle Performance - Kagerou can perform healing eiseijutsu through her performance/instrument as if it was ninjutsu of the same rank. When performing healing medical techniques, she can target anyone who can hear her music with the jutsu. I.e. she no longer has to be within touch range of the target to use healing hands.

• The Good Host - 1/2 off all implant chakra requirements.

• Mind and Body - A sound soul resides in a sound mind and a sound body. To ensure the health of all three, Kagerou must master every aspect of medicine. Kagerou gains an additional medical field type. The additional type needs to be trained separately from the first.

• Evergreen Growth - Life always finds a way, especially when it's helped by someone who truly cherishes it. Plants cultivated by Kagerou grow as if the soil they are nourished by is +1 grade higher than it actually is. Unfertilized soil yields crops in 2 rl weeks. Low-grade fertilizer yields crops in 1 week. High-grade fertilizer reaches a new level of fast and yields crops in 4 days. (Post-acceptance note: I just realized that there is an Evergreen religion in this guild. I did not mean for this to be a religious PA in any way. It's just botany. I hope that's not a problem.)

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NecroPlant

 

[NecroPlant]

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With Noemi and Kagerou on route. Kumotake expressed hesitance. Was he really ready to go to the hospital. Sure he had the mighty prowess of the pineapple but it just seemed wrong. Was he truly ready to face what were the personifications of what he deemed his mistakes. Continuing to mull about it would do no favors. At this point Kagerou and Noemi had already gotten a decently far head start.

As he took of chasing after them where he once stood was a new body looking outward. Wearing goggles of the darkest kind an audible humming coming from his person. Kumotake would again look back feeling that anxiety once more but low and behold it was gone again. The body now hiding behind the pineapple stands girth produced a single low toned 'that was close' and the the old man rose his produce and asked the body 'Pineapple?'
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Θ I N S E C T S ┆4250/4250xxxxxxxxxxxxxx (Max) (0 Dispersed)
┆ Θ Genjutsu/Tamer ┆ Θ Peak Spider ┆ Θ Doton / Suiton ┆ Θ C-ranked Genin ┆xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Θ C H A K R A ┆ 460/460xΘ S T A M I N A ┆ 335/335xΘ A C ┆ 0xΘ R Y O ┆ 0xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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⦉ Good luck when you wake up and realize all that you've lost. xxxxxxxxxx Shining lies are what you're made of. I hope it's worth the price that it costs. ⦊
❝ Funny how history ends in an instant, how something so close can end up so distant. ❞

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[x] Trying to reach this place was an adventure in itself.

Having stopped by a bathroom briefly, I pulled my shirt loose to hide the changes to my body as best I could. Maybe it was thanks to my age--early- to mid-teens, I guessed--or my general size but lumps of flesh that had literally magically appeared on my chest weren't particularly large or noticeable once the shirt was adjusted, and my scarf half covered them anyway. My hips didn't seem to have changed too much, but there wasn't much I could do about the changes to my face. Given, I couldn't remember what my face looked normally, I imagined it had gotten rounder and perhaps the ice blue eyes larger, lips thickening slightly and nose finer. A thick mop of black hair surrounded a pale face with heavy circles under the eyes that made me think of a skeleton. I hadn't been able to sleep earlier, though that could have been from the commotion in the room, but something told me that wasn't the case. When was the last time I'd had a full night's sleep? Or a hair cut?

Leaving the men's room behind--thankfully no one caught me and asked questions--I exited the hospital to find myself surrounded by water. I'd seen the water from the window of the ICU, but I guess part of me just thought it was on a beach next to the ocean, or maybe a really big lake. No, the building was on a small island. But that wasn't even the most surprising part. The massive tree took that award. The thing must have towered a kilometer above the water, and it's boughs stretched twice as far, casting the town that spiraled up the trunk in shadows. The air was misty, which I assumed was where the village got its name, but it didn't seem to be thick enough at the moment to be much of a hindrance.

"You look like you've seen a ghost."

The elderly voice nearly scared the life out of me, my heart jumping into my throat. I turned wide eyes to a man sitting in a boat, a long ore resting across his lap. He looked like he'd seen his fair share of adventures in his life and simply stared at me from under bushy white brows. I swallowed the lump in my throat and fought for words. "I-I wasn't expecting so much water..." I trailed off, once again aware that my voice wasn't the pitch it should have been, flinching visibly. Of course there was a lot of water.

And the look the man gave me reflected that thought, a cross between confusion and exasperation. "You feeling alright?"

I didn't honestly know how to answer that question, so I didn't and climbed into the gondola. I sat across from him looking around nervously, my leg shaking in agitation. "Um..." I held my puppet arm between us to show him my situation. "I need to fix this... Where can I do that?"

His eyes widened slightly at the sight of the unusual limb, some amount of concern leaking into his expression. But he shifted the oar off his legs and dipped it into the rolling water. "Well the craft district will give you any supplies you might need to fix it. You might be able to find someone that can help you there too." He pushed off the dock and we were on our way.


[ Tier 1 :: 2 / 5 ]

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The dock of the crafting district was uncomfortably busy by itself, let alone how the streets beyond looked. The ferryman grabbed a hold of one of the posts and pulled us in, draping a rope around it to hold the small boat in place. He proceeded to stare at me. I stared back for a long moment before realizing what he wanted. "O-oh." Slapping at the belt at my waist I heard the jingle of coins and pulled several out of the bag there. Hoping it was enough, I scrambled out of the gondola and hurried along the dock. Not that I had anything against the man, but the interaction was as far from comfortable as I could get. I felt like the man recognized me to some extent, but hadn't asked questions, making the feeling all the worse.

Safely in the crowded streets full of people who encroached on my personal space, I followed the flow for a while, too short to see over most people but able to squeeze more or less between some until I could reach the safety of a building.

I needed shoes.

I doubted anyone would allow me into their workshop without them. Conveniently, the first stop I made had some. Albeit temporary, they were better than nothing. I bought the cheapest pair I could find--some plain black boots. There I also asked for directions, and received a vague hint of 'follow the hammering'. Well that was great but didn't really help.

Until I went back outside anyway. The advantages of my ears, I'd found, was that I could pick out sounds in the distance. Paying attention to a conversation was somewhat difficult but hearing things no one else could was a plus. Knowing what I was looking for helped, and I dove back into the crowd.

The sound steadily got louder as I got closer until I pinpointed and sought it out.

The forge was blistering, the sweltering heat pouring from the open furnace, in front of which stood a large and gruff man. The tinging of metal on metal had stopped for the moment while he waited for his work to heat up again before he could continue. My arm wasn't made of metal externally so I wasn't entirely sure what I was doing there, but it was a start. One crafter could tell me how to get to the ones I needed.

But words.

Shifting in awkward silence while the man continued unaware of me, I turned to leave with every intention of doing so since I couldn't bring myself to speak.

"Shadow?"

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Current Objectives:
✤ Learn how to smith

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[ m o o d ] lost x|x [ h e a l t h ] fine x|x [ i n j u r i e s ] none

[ t h o u g h t ] "I need to fix my arm."
[ l o c a t i o n ] Crafting District: Black Smith Shop
[ i n t e r a c t i o n ] Ferryman, Teshima [Blacksmith]

Artwork and character © Royal Burrito.  

[Royal Taorito]

⦉ Good luck when you wake up and realize all that you've lost. xxxxxxxxxx Shining lies are what you're made of. I hope it's worth the price that it costs. ⦊
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[x] I froze when I heard my name, the blacksmith I'd had the intention of walking away from evidently noticing me. And apparently he knew me as well. How many people did? I glanced over my shoulder at the large man with wide eyes. Hair peppered with silver, he must have been maybe in his forties, and I guessed he had been at this job for a very long time, given the heat-tanned skin and various scars on his hands and arms. I stared in silence while he seemed to be evaluating me for something. "Was wondering when you were gonna come help out again. It's been a while." I helped out here before? My gaze fell away from him, self-conscious of both my lack of memory and my current appearance. It was fair shaded inside the forge and shop, so maybe he couldn't tell anyway. "You feelin' alright?"

I picked subconsciously at one of the cracks on my arm--I needed to fix it so I would stop doing that. Words were failing me again. Why? I didn't seem to have a problem speaking to Miki. Maybe because I wanted to help her. But I couldn't even seem to function properly in front of anyone else. "I-I, um... I'm sorry, but I've lost my memory." I could feel the man's eyes on me and wanted to shrink until I disappeared. "I don't remember anything before this morning."

"I see." There was a brief silence before he continued. "You're still welcome to help me here."

I squirmed nervously considering what to do. It sounded like he wanted the help--at least at the moment he didn't seem to have any apprentices--but I wasn't sure what he'd be able to as far as my arm was concerned. The surface was made of some sort of wood, or bamboo or something. But without the schematics I hoped I had somewhere, I wouldn't be able to fix any internal damage, if there was any. I held the arm palm up in front of me. "I need to fix this before it breaks more.... Could you help, or, um...tell me where I can get help?"

The man leaned forward and took the mechanical hand in a surprisingly gentle grip and examined the lower arm carefully. "Do you know how it's built?" I knew he was going to ask the moment I thought about the schematics. Shaking my head, I watched a scowl set on the man's face, but more in concentration than disappointment. "Well, I'm not the one to talk to about fixing the exterior but I can help you get some basics down, if you like." Why was he being so nice to me? He didn't seem the type to act so gently.

He handed me a broom. I stared at it and then at him.

"The first thing you always need to do is make sure your work space is clean. Especially if you're dealing with flames. Dust is surprisingly flammable." That was the only explanation he gave before returning to his blade, which was sufficiently headed in the furnace by this point.

I frowned slightly but didn't turn down the job I was given. After sweeping up the place, I was bombarded with information regarding how to set up a forge for work each day--although he seemed none too pleased to have to repeat everything. However, I surprised him by answering every question he asked to test my memory. Well, at least my existing memory seemed to have no issues. In fact, I remembered everything, smells, sights, words and sounds. Something I'd already noticed before but never really acted upon until that moment. And although I couldn't associate much of the information I absorbed with anything, I couldn't help wondering if it had been beneficial in the past.

Everything was done by commands. Do this or do that. He said it was no different than the first time I'd done it. Of course, I think in the heat of the moment--and the furnace--he just forgot that I didn't remember the first time I was there. It was fine though. I didn't mind so much because working kept my mind off of my panic from earlier.

And the fact that I wasn't male anymore apparently.

Although I was getting hungry.

I glanced at the man, who wasn't even facing me, and considered slipping out to get a bite to eat. But I needed to fix my arm, and he could help me with that. Sighing internally, I continued moving bags of ore as he asked me to.

[ Preparation Complete ]
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[ Tier 1 :: 4 / 5 ]

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Current Objectives:
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[ m o o d ] hungry x|x [ h e a l t h ] fine x|x [ i n j u r i e s ] none

[ t h o u g h t ] "I need to fix my arm."
[ l o c a t i o n ] Crafting District: Black Smith Shop
[ i n t e r a c t i o n ] Teshima [Blacksmith]

Artwork and character © Royal Burrito.  

[Royal Taorito]

⦉ Good luck when you wake up and realize all that you've lost. xxxxxxxxxx Shining lies are what you're made of. I hope it's worth the price that it costs. ⦊
❝ Funny how history ends in an instant, how something so close can end up so distant. ❞

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[x] The day was sweltering inside the shop and the natural humidity of village didn't help with that. However, the mist swirling about the island did clear up a bit as the hours went by and somehow even more people filled the streets as they were released from work for the day. If only the path I rode was as fortunate. I was half certain shinobi never slept, and I'd just be permanently tired. Of course, I was also fairly certain my mind was the reason for the bags under my eyes after spending a day in my own skin for the first time in my memory.

Still, although I wasn't injured from whatever happened before, outside of a few bruises that left me a bit sore, unconsciousness didn't provide the bonuses of a restful night, and I had no idea when the last time I had a full sleep cycle was. And even if I wanted to try to take a nap or something, I just knew I wouldn't be able to. So I said nothing to the man--Teshima, as he eventually introduced himself--and kept watching him in the uncomfortable heat of the forge.

As afternoon approached, he decided to test me. He wanted to see if I could keep the forge alive on my own, since I apparently had perfect memory of everything he'd told me. "I'll be back later this evening to check on you but besides that, you're on your own."

I stared at him for a moment, debating if I should ask to get something to eat first. Because that was another thing I had no memory of doing recently, and my stomach was basically begging for it. But in my lack of ability to respond, or maybe stupidity, I didn't say a word, and he looked like he didn't expect me to. Was I that known for my silence?

He handed me the broom again and left without another word.

The large man disappeared surprisingly quickly into the crowded streets that were actually beginning to thin out a bit. I found myself captivated for several minutes, distracted while my ears practically twitched trying to identify different conversations that were going on. Someone--a female voice--mentioned a sunhat they'd just bought from a nearby vendor. A lot of people were talking about food because of the time of day, which didn't help my case. Nor did the vibrant array of smells. My stomach made an angry noise and regret set in. I should have just asked.

[Don't feel bad. It's not the first time you've been so stubborn.]

At least I could rely on the voice in my head that probably signified I was insane to back me up.

[So this makes things a bit more interesting.]

Even though it didn't specify, I got the feeling it was talking about the changes to my body. As if I wanted a reminder. Thanks. Great, now I was responding to it. I finally turned away from crowd watching and mindlessly swept the floor instead. This was what I had to do to get the know-how to fix my arm. I just needed to focus on that fact and nothing else.

[You're not curious?]

Heat flared in my cheeks and I didn't respond to the voice this time. Of course I was curious, more than was probably healthy. But I couldn't bring myself to stop even if I wanted to. First off, I was already getting strange looks every now and then from people on the street just for being there, since I wasn't the burly man who normally resided within. Quite the opposite actually. A scrawny teenager without an ounce of muscle, making those bags I'd move earlier an adventure in itself. Second, people could see me. I scowled slightly and swept what little I found on the floor into a dustpan, disposing it in a bin nearby.

My mind was silent again for the moment, so I set about refueling the furnace.

[ A Smith's Duty: Part One ]
[ Tier 1 :: 5 / 5 ]

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Techniques Used:
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Current Objectives:
✤ Learn how to smith

Items of Note:
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[ a c ] 33020 x|x [ r y o ] 10330 x|x [ c h a k r a ] 1080 / 1085 x|x [ s t a m i n a ] 435 / 435

[ m o o d ] hungry x|x [ h e a l t h ] fine x|x [ i n j u r i e s ] none

[ t h o u g h t ] "I need to fix my arm."
[ l o c a t i o n ] Crafting District: Black Smith Shop
[ i n t e r a c t i o n ] Teshima [Blacksmith]

Artwork and character © Royal Burrito.  

[Royal Taorito]

⦉ Good luck when you wake up and realize all that you've lost. xxxxxxxxxx Shining lies are what you're made of. I hope it's worth the price that it costs. ⦊
❝ Funny how history ends in an instant, how something so close can end up so distant. ❞

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[x] Hours passed uneventfully, dragging by, and nothing particularly went wrong, other than the fire getting a bit low while I wasn't paying attention. It was getting dark, and I was still hungry but bored now on top of it. Since I didn't have any knowledge of how to craft outside of watching Teshima hammer at a piece of metal over and over, I couldn't attempt to entertain myself with that. So when I wasn't people watching, I'd found some old paper and a pencil to doodle on.

The utensil felt unfamiliar in my hand, just as the pen had in the hospital, making me wonder if perhaps it wasn't my dominant hand. But the puppet hand had no sense of touch. I couldn't tell if I was holding it properly. However, it was still a bit shaking in my left. I found myself drawing subconsciously, like it was second nature. Jack had mentioned my art being the thing I treasured most, so it didn't come as so much of a surprise, I suppose. What was impressive was that I could copy from my minds eye to paper every detail of the thing I was drawing, even if it wasn't perfect thanks to the semi-trained muscles of the left hand. A random passerby on the street--the girl with the sunhat from a few hours before. A vendor selling fruits, which I really wanted to go buy but didn't want to abandon my job. The mechanical arm with every crack that ran along its surface.

I picked at the cracks again, and actually managed to open up a part of it.

Inside of the compartment was a knife.

It was short, maybe only two or three inches max. I guess it was for a close combat situation? Or something, since apparently I fought people for a living. But still, with the human anatomy the blade was more than long enough to reach most vital points.

Kind of scary how fragile we were.

And I was trained to take lives.

Veering my thoughts away from that subject, I examined the arm further. There were several more compartments on it that I hadn't really notice among the spiderweb of damage to it. Once seemed to be the origin point of the black ink that coated most of it--I spent a little time finally cleaning it off so that it was the original pale taupe color once more. The actual compartment itself was jammed shut, requiring me to pry it open with a screwdriver once I found one--Teshima could have used some help organizing his tools. I wasn't so sure about getting it closed again, but I supposed it didn't really matter.

Oh right, the fire.

Hopping back to my feet, I tossed more fuel into the furnace and turned to look out at the street once more. The sun was definitely setting, and the crowds were clearing. But the blacksmith still wasn't back. He did say he'd be back in the evening, and not that I'd have to spend the night there. But where was he?

Frowning slightly, I returned to my stack of papers and continued drawing.

Teshima wasn't actually that far behind me. But in the meanwhile I got a better idea of how the arm worked and what exactly needed fixed. The only problem was that the innards were evidently made of a strange glowing stone that captivated me when I first noticed it. The hue of blue was otherworldly, and with what knowledge I had kept from losing my member, I didn't recall anything like it. That would make things a little more difficult. Maybe the blacksmith knew what it was, or Jack. But Jack wasn't there and I doubted he would randomly just show up. The compartments that were broken looked like they needed some pretty small parts made out of metal, so I could at least get a little information from this shop. The majority of it, though, was made out of bamboo, I believed, given the stringy texture of it but how strong it was. Aside from the damaged hatches and some splintering up where the prosthetic attached to my actual arm, it seemed to function well. I was just afraid to put too much pressure on it.

"I'm surprised you're still here." The man nearly scared the life out of me and I stared at him with big eyes. He had his familiar scowl set on his face as he glanced around the shop as if inspecting my work, then simply asked, "See you back here in the morning?"

"Y-yeah. Of course." Except I had no idea where I was supposed to go for the night. I'd figure that out later. Giving the man a small wave of farewell, I hurried out and onto the lamp-lit streets.

Dammit, I forgot the drawings in my hurry to leave. I had no intention of turning back.

[ A Smith's Duty: Part Two - Complete ]
[ Tier 2 :: 1 / 5 ]

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Current Objectives:
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[ a c ] 33320 [+300] x|x [ r y o ] 10330 x|x [ c h a k r a ] 1080 / 1085 x|x [ s t a m i n a ] 435 / 435

[ m o o d ] hungry x|x [ h e a l t h ] fine x|x [ i n j u r i e s ] none

[ t h o u g h t ] "I need to fix my arm."
[ l o c a t i o n ] Crafting District: Black Smith Shop
[ i n t e r a c t i o n ] Teshima [Blacksmith]

Artwork and character © Royal Burrito.  

[HeadlessKoko]

Enter from The Sero | Apartments

"Love Love Love. Love is all you need" Kagerou sang as his love for Shadow kept his steps light and feet fleet. He strode to the beat of his song, the bells on his wrist ringing in time. What had happened to the sobbing Kagerou one boat ride ago? Well, without inhibitions, it was difficult to keep any sort of regret. He had recovered and let go of everything that had been troubling him with a good cry, so of course he wasn't going to let that silly past stop his long awaited meeting with his love. Not even seeing a giant statue of his female form could stop Kagerou, which was something that had happened during the boat ride. He saw. It wasn't Shadow. He didn't care. If Shadow had built that, then Kagerou's father would have mentioned something about it. Giant statues made of earth weren't erected in a few hours without some sort of massive usage of chakra.

Of course, that didn't mean Kagerou had taken nothing out of the whole mess. That was never the case. Even if he couldn't physically express it, he was learning and adapting with each encounter. The nature of the problem made Kagerou miss a lot, admittedly, but he didn't lose everything. At the hospital, he learned that his urges could be easily influenced and glimpsed a potential worst case scenario if he ever went out of control. With his parents, he gained the resolve to take this problem more seriously, instead of (in one case literally) thinking she could just wank it off if it got too bad. How was he going to do that? Well, Kagerou always championed love over hate, so now that it appeared a new perpetrator of violence had appeared in his conscious, then the obvious solution was to throw his all into the only other obsession of equal level, his love for Shadow. He didn't know how effective it would be, but so far it seemed to work. Every time Kagerou found a distraction, he could think of Shadow and it would be easy to resist. If it was for Shadow, then he could do anything. It was that sort of feeling.

For instance, even more than a giant statue of himself, Kagerou was worried about how late it had become because of Shadow. He had Shadow's shoes, so did that mean he was going barefoot? Kagerou hoped not, especially in some place dangerous like the crafting stations. she determined, . Kagerou had a bedroll with him, courtesy of his mom, and would be more than willing to give it all to Shadow if his cat-eared sweetheart preferred to not sleep together. As for food, there were plenty of options in the Crafting Collective. A lot less than during the day, but Kagerou could rush out once he learned what his lover's sweet tongue favored.

Right now, though, Kagerou needed to allow himself this one act of selfishness. He needed to see now if his love was alright. He needed to coddle his perky ears and stroke his lithe tail. Ruffle the unruly hair. The two just needed to all around cuddle together. This world was not easy, and what's more, Shadow had just recently lost his memories. Even if Kagerou knew practically nothing about his past, he needed to be there for his love's future at least. For a million and one reasons, Kagerou ignored all else except to find where his heart had gone.

As fate would have it, Kagerou met his heart on the streets. There he walked, Shadow that is, between his namesake and light. His appearance flashed in and out as it was briefly surrounded by a halo of light, the street lamp romanticized, before disappearing back into the darkness. Such short glimpses seemed to only heighten his beauty, like how the beauty of sakura lay partly in their ephemeral nature.

were all thoughts that ran through Kagerou's mind as, without thinking, he shouted the name he welcomed most on his tongue, "SHADOW!".

Again, he couldn't stop. He wouldn't stop. His feet carried him across the street to the side that he had glimpsed Shadow on, the ringing of the bells on his wrist marking his rapid approach. Ever so thoughtful, at least when it came to his love, he quickly introduced himself, "It's me, Kagerou! I'm a guy now!" just in case his suddenly different appearance would throw off Shadow. Kagerou looked so happy to see Shadow. A classic case of puppy love. At least up until this point, it could almost be mistaken as overly enthusiastic friendliness.

If he was allowed to catch up to Shadow, then Kagerou's breath would catch in his throat as he neared him. he realized from the curves that could not be hidden from her starving eyes to the already small body grown even smaller even if it was only slightly so. Be it in darkness or light or both or neither, it didn't matter. Kagerou found it all beautiful. Unbearably so. To the point that it made him pause and stare. His cheeks flooded with color. His chest stopped moving as he forgot to breathe. His arms went limp and the bedroll he had been holding up dropped to the ground, along with the shoes, Shadow's, that were tied to them for safekeeping. The backpack, though, was safe on Kagerou's shoulders.

A breathless, "You look beautiful," followed by what sounded like a thought that couldn't be suppressed, "I will do anything for you," would be Shadow's only warning before Kagerou dropped to one knee. Ring or no ring, he grasped the hand of the only person he thought he could love. This he had to do, or did he just want to try it out to see how it felt? Kagerou didn't know, couldn't think, wouldn't stop. His eyes simply stared earnestly in Shadow's as he proposed, "W-will you marry me?" in a voice that bore only the slightest bit of fear, the fear of rejection. However, even the fear of being forever shunned could not stop this from happening. [11/15]

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• Specialist -The user chooses to specializing in healing medical techniques and gains a great boost to their chakra control in that area. At Chunnin, they gain a -5 chakra reduction to perform techniques in their specialty. at Jounin, -10, at Konin -15 at Sannin -20. To clarify, they they gain a -5 chakra reduction every rank, to a maximum of -20 at sannin. All medical jutsu are still learnable by both sides, but the chakra control only applies to the chosen side.

• Grand Performance - The user can perform both types of arts (ninjutsu and genjutsu) through their performance or instrument, often casting them at the same time (must pay for both techniques). Can perform D rank techniques through instrument at gennin, C at Chunnin, B at jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin.

• Learn Medical techniques one (1) post faster.

• Learn ninjutsu (1) post faster.

• Learn genjutsu one (1) post faster.

• D"eye"versity - Through the use of custom techs, Kagerou can swap between the normally limited abilities and techniques for her sharingan, potentially giving her access to all eye abilities and mangekyou techs. She can never have more than the written limits at any one time (e.g. access to all eye abilities but cannot use more than two at a time). In addition to learning the required custom and whatever additional requirements that custom might have, Kagerou needs to fulfill certain conditions for a safe swap. Each Sharingan ability or technique swapped must be retrained and adjusted to, a process that takes twenty [20] posts at first for each Sharingan ability/technique, is reduced by two [2] posts every time the Sharingan ability/technique is safely retrained, and can take a minimum of six [6] posts per Sharingan ability/technique. If necessary, Kagerou can perform a riskier, instant swap on the fly without the readjustment period, but these swaps can only last for up to five [5] posts and disables the Sharingan, which needs to recover from the strain, for twice [x2] the number of posts that the swap lasted for. Techniques learned with the 'To Copy' Sharingan ability, which can be swapped out, are not forgotten but must be retrained every time Kagerou safely swaps to the 'To Copy' ability. Instant swaps to the 'To Copy' ability give Kagerou all of her copied techniques without needing to retrain them. For every time Kagerou safely swaps to her 'To Copy' ability, her copied techniques take two [2] less posts to retrain, going down to a minimum of one [1] post to retrain each copied technique.

• Miracle Performance - Kagerou can perform healing eiseijutsu through her performance/instrument as if it was ninjutsu of the same rank. When performing healing medical techniques, she can target anyone who can hear her music with the jutsu. I.e. she no longer has to be within touch range of the target to use healing hands.

• The Good Host - 1/2 off all implant chakra requirements.

• Mind and Body - A sound soul resides in a sound mind and a sound body. To ensure the health of all three, Kagerou must master every aspect of medicine. Kagerou gains an additional medical field type. The additional type needs to be trained separately from the first.

• Evergreen Growth - Life always finds a way, especially when it's helped by someone who truly cherishes it. Plants cultivated by Kagerou grow as if the soil they are nourished by is +1 grade higher than it actually is. Unfertilized soil yields crops in 2 rl weeks. Low-grade fertilizer yields crops in 1 week. High-grade fertilizer reaches a new level of fast and yields crops in 4 days. (Post-acceptance note: I just realized that there is an Evergreen religion in this guild. I did not mean for this to be a religious PA in any way. It's just botany. I hope that's not a problem.)

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[Royal Taorito]

⦉ Good luck when you wake up and realize all that you've lost. xxxxxxxxxx Shining lies are what you're made of. I hope it's worth the price that it costs. ⦊
❝ Funny how history ends in an instant, how something so close can end up so distant. ❞

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【 F I F T E E N ⦁ S I L E N T ⦁ G U A R D I A N 】xxxxx ◢ S h a d o w H ú n y i s t í r ◣ xxxxx【 O I N I N ⦁ N I N J U T S U - P U P P E T E E R ⦁ U K Y O 】

[x] Maybe it was the ridiculous obsession I had with trying to fix my arm but I wanted to go back to the shop after I found something to eat. I really wanted to reorganize the space for himTeshima probably wouldn't be too thrilled with me inhabiting the place, but to be honest I didn't really have anywhere else to go. Jack mentioned going home but... a part of me wasn't ready to face reality yet. The whole shinobi thing, I guess. I was afraid to find out who I was before, to some extent, since... people seemed to avoid me. I was fairly certain some people on the street recognized me, or at the very least my garb wasn't that of an every day citizen. Maybe it was just the shinobi in general that they distrusted.

From the sounds of it a lot had happened to the village and we hadn't been able to stop it. So I didn't exactly blame them.

I found a small restaurant that was still open and made to go inside when I heard someone shout my name. I couldn't help that the lilt to it sounded familiar, although I was certain I hadn't heard the voice before. With it came a steady jingling that marked the source's approach, and I stopped out of curiosity of it rather than hearing the shout. What I saw confused me more than a little. The man looked like Kagerou--similar colors and features, but he definitely wasn't female. But that explained the familiarity. And it shouldn't have come as that big of a surprise. After all, as I was yet again painfully reminded, I wasn't male anymore apparently.

Kagerou confirmed my confusion not a moment later, announcing her--his name. Why was he so excited to see me? If he was still trying to make me feel better about the whole memory thing, there wasn't a whole lot that could be done about that. I watched in silence as the boy hurried over to me, and continued to do so through the range of emotions that crossed his face. It started with a glance over me, pretty clear that he noticed my switched gender as well despite my attempt to hide it. Then his face turned bright red and he seemed to lose his breath. Maybe the new hormones that came with being male were getting to him. Enough that he dropped the roll that he was carrying, and... were those my shoes?

I was starting to get creeped out even before he opened his mouth. And then he commented that I was 'beautiful' and I wasn't entirely sure how to handle it, whether to be insulted or flattered. It was rather sudden anyway, especially given earlier that day before this weird gender swap thing started she'd said that we didn't know each other before I lost my memory. So why this now?

He looked like he was about to burst out of his skin, the emotions instead erupting in a declaration of offering me anything. He dropped to one knee and proposed, causing eyes to turn to us from the restaurant I'd been about to walk into.

Emotions welled, and they weren't good ones. Distrust, confusion, embarrassment, and a mild amount of fear among a myriad of others. I was overtly aware of the gazes of complete strangers as this green-haired teen declared his undying and eternal love for me. Part of me wanted to be angry but the other part wanted to bury myself in the ground under my feet and disappear forever. "W-what?" That was the only word I could manage. Taking several steps backward and away from Kagerou, I glanced around to see if anyone else was watching. Once I was sure they weren't I hissed a response out loud enough for only him to here. "What the hell are you doing?"

[ Tier 2 :: 2 / 5 ]

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❝ I'm scared to get close and I hate being alone. ❞

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Techniques Used:
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Current Objectives:
✤ Stave off Kagerou
✤ Learn how to smith

Items of Note:
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[ a c ] 33320 x|x [ r y o ] 10330 x|x [ c h a k r a ] 1080 / 1085 x|x [ s t a m i n a ] 435 / 435

[ m o o d ] confused x|x [ h e a l t h ] fine x|x [ i n j u r i e s ] none

[ t h o u g h t ] "What?"
[ l o c a t i o n ] Crafting District: Streets
[ i n t e r a c t i o n ] Kagerou

Artwork and character © Royal Burrito.