Soraru rubbed his eyes, feeling much better once the alcohol was removed from his system. He noticed quickly that Kagerou was afflicted with something similar, but she seemed to be handling it much better. It had been some time since the "body switch" event happened and he still wasn't used to the strange changes that seemed to happen once a year or so in Kumogakure. It seemed Konoha wasn't free from such things either. He'd been told once or twice during the war that Kirigakure had its fair share of wild events as well, so that did well in explaining why she seemed so calm. It was because she wasn't panicking that he was able to re-activate the state of relaxation and soothe his mind once more.
He only got up completely once she took a step back and he ran a hand through his hair to get a better idea of things. More hair to his bangs...shorter, messier ponytail. Yup. It was the more wild haircut he started using when training with Ooranu. His other hand grasped at the dark pants he wore beneath his kimono tightly, not as comfortable with letting them fall even though his shirt could cover some of his lower body well. It was an embarrassing position for him, but thankfully the hakemoto state kept him from becoming too flustered.
"Yeah, I'm okay...and clothes would be nice. As for whether or not we stop by the kage's office, it's up to you. Things like this just tend to pass if you sleep through the night. If Shi has no clue of what's going on I'm probably just going to pass out at the monastery." He spoke rather calmly despite his flushed cheeks thanks to his clan techniques. Being turned into a child was hardly a problem compared to the exhaustion he felt after a day full of missions, "battling" Hono, becoming drunk and then forcibly sober. A warm bed was much more enticing than hunting around the village at night for a bunch of what-ifs, especially because they'd just end up regaining their adult forms after enough time.
One thing did have some urgency in his tired thoughts, though.
"Later on, when all of this is done either late tonight or tomorrow do you think we can talk? It's about the whole Musunde thing. It'd be a lot easier speaking to you about it than Hokori-san. I...want to address it to someone. Even if it doesn't matter all that much to you." There was some history between the two of them, but not enough to warrant her caring about his past and problems. She already knew about his other name though, and he was sure that once she could return to Kirigakure he may not ever see her again. Hokori, on the other hand, would always be there. It had to be her.
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Upon receiving Soraru's assent to her offer, Kagerou had given a nonintrusive, "Un," and set about unsealing the clothes. Clothes popping into existence in thin arms plus what looked like a giant, white sheet, the green head nodded through the rest of what Soraru had to say. He had a point, and she imagined he must be tired. She was feeling sleepy herself, perhaps because this was a child's body. However, this was far too interesting to just sleep through, in Kagerou's opinion, and more importantly, who knew how much chaos this bizarre incident was causing. So long as she could stay awake, she would help.
The head bobbling suddenly stopped at the second part of Soraru's speech, however, when he began talking about his urgent matter. Kagerou looked at Soraru differently. Her eyes had been on him since the beginning and it wasn't like she suddenly stopped smiling. Her eyes exuded that same intensity as earlier, before she had hopped off, alarmed and then comfortingly attentive. It was a contemplative focus.
In the end, however, she released that intensity and sighed. No matter how many lessons she had taken, she really couldn't say "no" to helping, much less to something this interesting. Gently, Kagerou held the clothes out to Soraru. "Focus on getting dressed and getting some rest first, Soraru. Your health now is the most important thing," she chided with a gentle smile, acknowledging indirectly that she recognized that Soraru did not lightly request to talk with her, "We can talk tomorrow or whenever you feel like you're ready. I'm all ears. Just don't be shy and ask for me in the hospital."
Once Soraru took the clothes off her hands, the small medic moved around Soraru to try and be helpful. Once in position between him and the streets, Kagerou spread the sheet-like fabric she had been holding, stretching her arms as far across and tiptoeing to reach as high up as possible, between herself and Soraru. The "sheet" would reveal itself to actually be a rather large, relative to their current small sizes, shirt. However, right now, it was fulfilling the same purpose as a sheet of fabric. With the ramen stand behind him, a row of stools on either side, and Kagerou's makeshift privacy screen in front, Soraru would have a safe place to undress and change into his clothes, which he would find was a rather basic but complete outfit of shirt, jeans, hoodie, and sneakers, not that far off from the kind of style Kagerou was seen wearing. Chakra: 1090/1090 Stamina: 410/410
And then it was all over. Kagerou had grown into her baggy clothes and, well, Soraru figured out his own growth spurt somehow. Regardless, that was convenient short and, Kagerou imagined, probably more than enough excitement for one evening.
After collecting the various articles of clothing she had pulled out, Kagerou bid Soraru farewell, and she went on her way to retire for the night.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2020 5:41 pm
Hanae moseyed on up to the ramen shop absentmindedly, her mind still adrift following her encounter with Chihiro's father. Were the rocks important, she wondered? They were small, and she'd certainly gotten some in her pockets while playing outside before, but there was something there. Some significance. It may have been her mind playing tricks on her, but she could've sworn they looked like they'd been broken off of something larger. Had he put larger rocks in his pockets to train, and then the impact of his movement crushed them? The mysteries of this man ran deep.
Shikatsu made his way to the ramen shop, a place he very seldom ate at, and did his best to make sure everyone else got there as well. He saw Hanae arrive slightly ahead of him, but she seemed to be lost in thought, off somewhere in her own little world. He looked behind him on the path to see if the other two had caught up, or had even left yet, and decided to talk more with the strange girl before him. He walked up and gently tapped on her shoulder, trying to get her attention. "Excuse me, Hanae was it?" He spoke slow as to not startle to spaced out girl.
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"Your life is to short, so don't go throwing it away so easily."
Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2020 12:24 pm
Hanae snapped back to reality with Shiki's words, returning from a world of training regimens and improbable amounts of muscle. She had, on some level, realized that she was already at the ramen shop, but this was when she started consciously smelling the food. Her stomach gurgled in anticipation.
"Oh, Shikki. What's up? This ain't a confession, is it?" she joked, her grin returning now that she had redirected power away from her brain. Then a horrible thought struck her: what if this was how she got got? Was this how it was for Agni, too? She eyed the young man before her with some suspicion, made up her mind to bite his face and ears off if he tried to kidnap her, and relaxed a bit. She probably couldn't win in a straight-up fight with this dude, but she could sure as hell mess up something as soft as a face. She'd just have to avoid hitting that sturdy-looking jaw of his. To redirect herself away from that thought, she followed up with: "This ain't about me being from Shimo, is it? Well don't worry. I may not have anything fancy like proof or papers, but I ain't a spy. 'Course, I could just be saying that, but... ARGH, why you gotta drill me this hard, shadow-man?!"
She threw up her hands in mock resignation. Her hunger combined with the smells emanating from the restaurant were driving her a bit wacky, she thought. Such wild gesticulations, such wandering trains of thought that had never been the case before, ever! She clearly needed food badly.
He chuckled a bit at her initial response. "No, this is not a confession." He watched her as she went on and thought about something, the look on her face told quite a story before she snapped back to reality and spoke again. "If I was worried about that, don't you think that I, or someone else, would have done something about that by now? " He said in a slightly joking manor. True, being an anbu meant he was always looking for any and all threats against the village and would take them out immediately, but checking papers was a very dull and boring task that he just didn't have the time for so he let other shinobi take care of that, but he'd continue with this course for a bit longer." 'Drilling' people isn't my trade actually, but never the less, it is in my arsenal. Now then," He said getting closer. "Shall we go on in or wait on the others?"
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"Your life is to short, so don't go throwing it away so easily."
Minowa and Itoko were still on the informed level of 'tourist' in this village, so they remained at the back of the group. However, thanks the the naturally crowded nature of the main street they were following, and their small stature, it meant that people had no qualms in walking or even stopping in front of the Kiri-nin, delaying the pair of them and separating them from the group, though only briefly. Hanae's shout of frustration helped guide the blond boy and the bearcat to Shikatsu and her location. Being overlooked was a new commodity to the son of two kages, but the novelty was fast wearing off in the face of such inconvenience.
Sky-blue eyes scanned over the small building, taking in the hanging banners lining the front opening, and the old, faded, and torn posters that had been plastered along its side. The smell of broth was almost non-existent until you reached its immediate vicinity, otherwise being overpowered or washed away by the activity of the main road. Minowa had not seen any other business like this in Konoha till now, and it seemed homely enough for Minowa not to have to worry about not finding something to eat for himself and Itoko. Walking up to an acceptable distance to Shikatsu and Hanae, both Minowa and Itoko looked up to the Jounin, patiently waiting for the next step in this adventure.
From a nearby rooftop, a bird native to the Land of Water took off, in the direction of the Konoha Academy.
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Hanae nodded along to Shikatsu's response. A strange feeling welled up in her when he said he wasn't confessing, like a knot forming in her stomach but warmer. Did he just say that as if it were obviously not the case? Like it could never be the case, so there was no need for him to even entertain the idea? What kind of a cruel man would say those things to a lady such as herself?!
Just like that, she started working herself into a fervor, but then she realized something: this was how the cool older kids sometimes acted around her back home. This guy had a sweet shadow under his control, which was more than anyone back home could say. Was... was Hanae in the presence of a total coolguy?
"Let's wa-- oh hey, Minnow showed up!" she greeted the lad, positively beaming. "And here I thought you were gonna sneak off like a sneaky snake as soon as you got the chance." She took half a step closer so that she was nearer the sheltered youth than the jounin, held up a hand to her mouth, and whispered at normal speaking volume: "Hey, is this guy like super cool or what? I can't get a read on him." Her stomach growled loudly. Without missing a beat, she added: "Ignore that. I have to know before we eat."
As Hanae was about to answer, Minowa had arrived. He was actually quite glad the the young boy had decided to join them and not run off when he had the chance. He wanted the three of them to at least try and have themselves a good time right now, for he new how quickly that could all change in their line of work. He overheard what Hanae had asked him but chose to ignore it, and kept a look out for Chihiro.
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"Your life is to short, so don't go throwing it away so easily."
Minowa opened his mouth to respond to the accusations and associations with snakes when Hanae stepped closer, bringing up a pinched frown in response as the Kiri-nin and his bearcat companion both leaned onto the back of their heels to keep some more distance between them. Blue eyes appeared to grow darker as they narrowed, watching Hanae warily and briefly glancing up at Shikatsu at the mention of Jounin. Cool? That's when someone is popular, isn't it? Someone everyone wants to know because that person is... something Minowa can't quite word yet. The blond child, rather than immediately answer Hanae, looked up and around at the surrounding people, trying to gauge the public's perception on Shikatsu by how they, if any, looked at him.
...
"Seems on the level of 'normal.'" He responds to Hanae after a beat of observing the public. "And if I need to leave urgently, I shall." Itoko mraowled in agreement, ears flicking in slight agitation, still not used to these people yet. "What has Shikatsu done to be called Cool?" Minowa inquires, trying to figure out what he could be missing in the puppet-users assessment.
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Chihiro; Chakra 160/160 Stamina 210/210 Raiton l Katon
On the way to the Ramen shop, the duo had noticed something. It was brown. Full of water. Twigs and leaves. Without a moment's hesitation, the two of them squealed as they made their way over to the puddle...
Somewhere in Konohagakure, a mother and her pet weeps at the thought of cleaning them up...
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Fashionably late, they had arrived to the ramen shop. Covered completely in mud. Botamochi was no longer noticeable, for he was covered. One would think he's a brown dog. As for Chihiro? She, too, was covered from head to toe, her clothes sticking to her skin and slightly heavy as the mud was starting to cake onto the skin. Twigs and leaves were in her small afro as she smiled towards the group, her pearly whites were tinted with mud as well.
The owner of the ramen shop couldn't believe his eyes as he stares at the duo. He... despite how covered they were, he didn't seem to be THAT surprised. He just sighed and went on cooking, presumably, Chihiro's and Botamochi's usual order.
"Man! Ya'll missed out! Best mud ever! Right Botamochi!?" She asked towards her companion as he wagged his tail, small amounts of dirt flying.
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Shock. SHOCK. S. H. O. C. K. With even more emphasis on the "K"! Hanae's faith in Minowa's judgment shattered like a hot glass being exposed to ice water. This kid was so effortlessly unaware of so many things. Was he trying to steal her spotlight? Was she getting out of touch? No, she concluded, it was this kid who was wrong.
"What do you mean?!" she whispered accusingly. "He's got the whole quiet guy with a mask thing going on, yanno! And so friggin'... words... aloof, that's the one. And a jounin! Need I go on?!" She threw her hands up, then brought them to rest on her hips. "You're telling me, the great Katou Hanae, that Shikki ain't cool? I admit he's not as awesome as Chii's dad, but-- oh, there she is! Awesome!"
Without skipping a beat, Hanae slid into a seat next to Chihiro.
"Hoi, 'men-sensei!" she greeted the cooker of the goods. "Could I get whatever leftovers you got? I'll clean up later, promise!"
The chef made a sound somewhere in between indignation and agreement.
"So how was the mud? Like, sticky or sloppy or thick or smooth? What's the dealio? Oh, you ever get all muddy then, like, turn it into armor or whatever? I used to give myself hands like the Indelible Bulk and challenge people to arm wrestling back home. Good times." She sighed wistfully. Needless to say, she had totally lost track of where she'd been going with that thought.
Once Chihiro showed up Shikatsu turned to her, thankful she hadn't gotten lost. However, once he set eyes on her, he knew why she was late. The amount of caked on mud that coated her made it look like a little mud monster was summoned instead of a little girl. He hadn't even noticed Botamochi there until he barked. He had a feeling this was more her 'natural' state than that of the clean and pressed genin he met earlier this morning. With a sigh and look of dread upon his face he joined the two girls at the table and ordered his usual.
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"Your life is to short, so don't go throwing it away so easily."
Minowa blinked and leaned onto the back of his heels at Hanae's reaction to his response, Itoko almost mimicking his actions as the bearcat also leaned away, ears pulled flat against his head.Quiet with a mask and rank makes you 'cool'? Before he could even ask even more questions as to how these things all correlate and in what way, Hanae was off, leaving Minowa even more confused than before. He watched the three others and Botamochi enter the Ramen store with a complicated expression, frustration starting to set into his bones and making him fidget on the spot. Itoko, picking up on this, started to circle around the Kiri-nin's legs, as though on the look-out for an enemy, hackles starting to lift. Minowa crouches down and catches Itoko in a hug, burying his face into the Binturong's neck and trying to feed a calmer energy into the arboreal mammal. It took a few seconds, but soon Minowa was entering the stand and taking whichever seat was free, ordering the 'signature' option on the menu, not knowing what else to go for, and a side of uncooked fish on its own "If that's no trouble, please." Once settled in, the blond boy reached into a pouch on his pants leg, pulling out a small container filled with gel and using a small dollop to rub into his hands and face before putting it away. Itoko curled up at his feet, alert with the previous flux in his human companion's emotions and the smell of food thick in the air.
Minowa was under the impression where, even if he asked questions, it won't be until he got back to his Pa whom was far more versed in knowing how to explain things in the world to him in a way that made sense. Till then, he'd just have to keep... trying.
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And then it was all over. Kagerou had grown into her baggy clothes and, well, Soraru figured out his own growth spurt somehow. Regardless, that was convenient short and, Kagerou imagined, probably more than enough excitement for one evening.
