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"Can I go?" (Nova/NK) Thu Mar 08, 2018 1:51 am
Kirei
B-rank
"Is this what you want?"
"Of course."
Today, it rained in the Land of Fire. From inside the house, it sounded like innumerable drums of war battering the wooden compound. The two Uchiha sat facing one another either side of the spacious meeting room. To their left, the folded wall to the meditation gardens swung, rattling violently in the wind. Nodding slowly, the dark-haired father withdrew a notebook from beneath a long white sleeve. Kirei swallowed hard, watching his father's figure through the lens of his golden fringe.
"I will arrange for your cousin to take you." Yara began with a stern teacher's cadence. "She will deliver you the academy orientation in Kirigakure."
In response, Kirei nodded. It seemed like a fair compromise; at least he wouldn't be under the thumb of the compound for much longer. He doubted any cousin would pay much attention if he did decide to slip off; orientation was always a drag anyway. As if on cue, his father's hands clapping together put an end to any thoughts of procrastination ('how does he always know what I'm thinking?'). From behind Yara, a number of slender shapes coiled into the room; long, fluid motions of gathering shadow then pairs of eyes two-by-two opening in the gloom. A shuffle of cackling silhouettes, and then the first few emerged forward. Yara's hounds; nine trained dogs kept by the retired shinobi, only several of which could even fit into this room.
"What's going on then, eh, Yara~?" Tatsuyo, the fox, giggles, scurrying from the floor to the top of his master's head. "It's too rainy for a walk, eh~?"
"And you will take Yūji; it will be a good experience for both of you. I want you to take this seriously, Kirei. Once you arrive in the Mist, you represent yourself but also your country and your family. We've been around in circles so many times about this, Kirei; you have to take pride in what you do. You will have a year in Water Country before you need to report back to the Leaf, that's the document I've signed."
As he finished, a large black dog would saunter from the shadows. Yūji, the mutt, youngest of the Nine glared at Kirei, harpooning the boy with dark eyes. Yara placed a hand on his knee, letting out a low growl and coming to a stand. Turning away, he would approach the far door and continue while sliding it open;
"I hope you will come back a man I can be proud to call my son."
Slam.
Kirei awoke to the lazy rocking of the horse-drawn transport and muffled bustle of activity outside. He raised a hand to his head and wiped away the film of faux sand that lingered in his eyelashes before hauling himself upright to look out the window. Around them, masses of comers and goers ran tread through the Kirigakure city border. For their transport, it wasn't a chore getting into the city, delivering registered goods from Konoha, several merchants guarded by a senior Leaf Shinobi and a Genin with Ninja Exchange papers. All that remained was an inspection of their vehicles and the merchants' goods.
When Kirei opened the door, he immediately knew he'd miss the weather back home. The chilly afternoon air in Water Country was refreshing but after only a little while, somewhat uncomfortable. Behind the boy, Yūji would trot through his feet, weaving around the boy's stride as he looked out over the city gates. Kirei found himself at once enthralled and afraid at the prospect of this being his new home for a year. Around him, the new architecture stretched out as far as he could see and when he breathed deep, the scent of fresh salt and seafoam filled his nose. A far cry from Konoha, that much was clear.
With her back turned, finalizing her mission with the merchants, Kirei's cousin wasn't at all aware he'd wandered off. With the black hound at his side, the young Uchiha already found himself aimlessly wandering the streets; making himself at home, in a way.
"Where are you going, Kirei?" Yūji spat quickly "The orientation is important."
"I'm just gonna wander around for a while, yeah? Get my bearings, maybe grab a snack, catch a show, we'll make it back in time."
With reluctant dismissal, the mongrel let out a long sigh; resigned to his master's order to watch over Kirei. So they strolled on deeper into the city center, past the towering outer walls and outermost houses into the heart of The Mist, a seething cauldron of hidden powers. An hour into their divergence, Kirei brought his arm across his midsection as the growling pangs of an empty stomach refocused his mind on a new singular goal: brunch. Picking up the pace, the vagrant and his dog would duck their heads into every street and alley searching for any apparent restaurants. As Kirei's anticipatory smile faded down yet another road without so much as a cafe, he heard Yūji's sharp bark.
In a flash, Kirei was off; whirring around the streets to follow the signal with his stomach leading the way. As he pushed through another corner, the crowd gave way into the mouth of a marketplace. Occupying a city square; the market sprung up and down as often as there were wares to sell, exotic oils and spices give it a distinct aroma. Instantly entranced, the boy lept forward and placed a hand on the back of his ashy-furred companion.
Though he hadn't given it any thought, he was still dressed the same as when he'd left Konoha. His uniform and hitai-ate would make him immediately identifiable as a Leaf Ninja. He knew enough that Kiri and Konoha were allies and that the Exchange Program was fairly typical, but he momentarily considered whether he'd receive a warm welcome from the locals. He stepped into the market thoroughfare and hopped from stall to stall, indecisive about which foreign street food to try first. In the meantime, a panting Yūji would sit in the middle of the lane watching on with weary distance.
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"Of course."
Today, it rained in the Land of Fire. From inside the house, it sounded like innumerable drums of war battering the wooden compound. The two Uchiha sat facing one another either side of the spacious meeting room. To their left, the folded wall to the meditation gardens swung, rattling violently in the wind. Nodding slowly, the dark-haired father withdrew a notebook from beneath a long white sleeve. Kirei swallowed hard, watching his father's figure through the lens of his golden fringe.
"I will arrange for your cousin to take you." Yara began with a stern teacher's cadence. "She will deliver you the academy orientation in Kirigakure."
In response, Kirei nodded. It seemed like a fair compromise; at least he wouldn't be under the thumb of the compound for much longer. He doubted any cousin would pay much attention if he did decide to slip off; orientation was always a drag anyway. As if on cue, his father's hands clapping together put an end to any thoughts of procrastination ('how does he always know what I'm thinking?'). From behind Yara, a number of slender shapes coiled into the room; long, fluid motions of gathering shadow then pairs of eyes two-by-two opening in the gloom. A shuffle of cackling silhouettes, and then the first few emerged forward. Yara's hounds; nine trained dogs kept by the retired shinobi, only several of which could even fit into this room.
"What's going on then, eh, Yara~?" Tatsuyo, the fox, giggles, scurrying from the floor to the top of his master's head. "It's too rainy for a walk, eh~?"
"And you will take Yūji; it will be a good experience for both of you. I want you to take this seriously, Kirei. Once you arrive in the Mist, you represent yourself but also your country and your family. We've been around in circles so many times about this, Kirei; you have to take pride in what you do. You will have a year in Water Country before you need to report back to the Leaf, that's the document I've signed."
As he finished, a large black dog would saunter from the shadows. Yūji, the mutt, youngest of the Nine glared at Kirei, harpooning the boy with dark eyes. Yara placed a hand on his knee, letting out a low growl and coming to a stand. Turning away, he would approach the far door and continue while sliding it open;
"I hope you will come back a man I can be proud to call my son."
Slam.
Kirei awoke to the lazy rocking of the horse-drawn transport and muffled bustle of activity outside. He raised a hand to his head and wiped away the film of faux sand that lingered in his eyelashes before hauling himself upright to look out the window. Around them, masses of comers and goers ran tread through the Kirigakure city border. For their transport, it wasn't a chore getting into the city, delivering registered goods from Konoha, several merchants guarded by a senior Leaf Shinobi and a Genin with Ninja Exchange papers. All that remained was an inspection of their vehicles and the merchants' goods.
When Kirei opened the door, he immediately knew he'd miss the weather back home. The chilly afternoon air in Water Country was refreshing but after only a little while, somewhat uncomfortable. Behind the boy, Yūji would trot through his feet, weaving around the boy's stride as he looked out over the city gates. Kirei found himself at once enthralled and afraid at the prospect of this being his new home for a year. Around him, the new architecture stretched out as far as he could see and when he breathed deep, the scent of fresh salt and seafoam filled his nose. A far cry from Konoha, that much was clear.
With her back turned, finalizing her mission with the merchants, Kirei's cousin wasn't at all aware he'd wandered off. With the black hound at his side, the young Uchiha already found himself aimlessly wandering the streets; making himself at home, in a way.
"Where are you going, Kirei?" Yūji spat quickly "The orientation is important."
"I'm just gonna wander around for a while, yeah? Get my bearings, maybe grab a snack, catch a show, we'll make it back in time."
With reluctant dismissal, the mongrel let out a long sigh; resigned to his master's order to watch over Kirei. So they strolled on deeper into the city center, past the towering outer walls and outermost houses into the heart of The Mist, a seething cauldron of hidden powers. An hour into their divergence, Kirei brought his arm across his midsection as the growling pangs of an empty stomach refocused his mind on a new singular goal: brunch. Picking up the pace, the vagrant and his dog would duck their heads into every street and alley searching for any apparent restaurants. As Kirei's anticipatory smile faded down yet another road without so much as a cafe, he heard Yūji's sharp bark.
In a flash, Kirei was off; whirring around the streets to follow the signal with his stomach leading the way. As he pushed through another corner, the crowd gave way into the mouth of a marketplace. Occupying a city square; the market sprung up and down as often as there were wares to sell, exotic oils and spices give it a distinct aroma. Instantly entranced, the boy lept forward and placed a hand on the back of his ashy-furred companion.
Though he hadn't given it any thought, he was still dressed the same as when he'd left Konoha. His uniform and hitai-ate would make him immediately identifiable as a Leaf Ninja. He knew enough that Kiri and Konoha were allies and that the Exchange Program was fairly typical, but he momentarily considered whether he'd receive a warm welcome from the locals. He stepped into the market thoroughfare and hopped from stall to stall, indecisive about which foreign street food to try first. In the meantime, a panting Yūji would sit in the middle of the lane watching on with weary distance.
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