1 One Day We Talked [Shinako/Private] Mon Aug 03, 2015 12:31 am
Joruri
D-rank
A few days ago was the last time that he had actually had interactions with the rest of his team. The only people from the Leaf Village that he had actually interacted with her, Nara Shinako, Uzumaki Manami, and he had encountered another genin that was participating from their Village, Asura Senju, a fairly tall man, one that was even bigger than Joruri when it came to height anyway. The man had gave off the aura of someone who wanted to be his rival, to battle him until the end, and the competitive nature that Joruri had long ago laid to rest within him had stirred. It had wanted a challenge, to battle him then and there after being told that he hoped they'd fight, to sate his want and desire for combat. But none of that had happened in that instant, and for a moment after he had left, Joruri wished he could crush him then and there. But no, he was nowhere near as strong as he was within his own dark dreams. The young shinobi had yet to even participate in his first test in the Chunin Exams. He didn't even know if they were right after each other, or if they were done day by day, allowing the participants to recuperate in that time...
Whether they did or didn't, Joruri wasn't going to miss out on a chance to head to the newly built resort, here, in Kumogakure no Sato! The Land of Lightning had recently finished construction of a resort, and had made the hotsprings at the base a part of it's attraction. They were fabled to even renew the youth to a person's body, and although he was young enough as is, he was kind of hoping to see an elderly fellow enter the water and after being submerged for a few moments resurface as a younger, more rejuvenated being. But that wasn't why he was going to the resort now. Now, he had scheduled a 'relaxing' session with Shinako since the last time they had 'officially' been together at the Durian Tree of Knowledge. He remembered how he had felt lighter on his feet after the visit, but he didn't make a mention of it to Shinako, he was reserved when it came to truly personal things like that, although the information Shinako had given him about the tree's absorption of evil had remained within his mind for the last few days.
Maybe it really does. He thought to himself as he brushed a hand through his lengthening white hair and stopped as he came to the relatively short line to the resort. He had told Shinako to meet him there some time around the middle of the day so that they could journey down to the waters together. In the Leaf Village, naturally there were separate places for men and women, sectioned off for their own nude soaking. So he assumed the same was for the Village in the Clouds, and the Land of Lightning as a whole, but he couldn't be completely certain. Either way, he was definitely certain that if they were to encounter each other before hand, or after a soaking period, they'd be able to both go down to the beach for further relaxation.
Soon enough he ahd gained entrance and he was on his way to the main building , mainly to explore however. He had a bit of free time if he had estimated right, and he was most definitely curious as to know all of the activities that one could participate in at the resort. Not just for him and Shinako, but simply for in general. He was most certainly curious if this place was worthy of being a tourist location, and soon enough, after those previous thoughts he had found his way at an information stand. He paused as he looked it up and down in search for something pertaining to the hotsprings and the beach.
Within a handful of minutes he had scanned the entire booklet, and had replaced it on the shelf. He had turned on his heel and was heading back the way he had come. He didn't know how to get to the hotsprings and or the beach from his current location anyway. As he walked, he pushed his hand into his pocket, and he felt something there, an unknown object. He raised an eyebrow as his fingers began to touch more of it, and it began to feel familiar in his grasp before it had been safely pulled into his palm and then he slowly began to pull that hand out of the depths of his pants. Slowly, his hand opened up against the fairly warm and yet cool object within his palm. Fingers slowly unwrapping around it, it revealed the charm in his hand and he paused in surprise. Where have I seen this before? He scratched the back of his head in thought, was it stolen? It couldn't have been, he never stole unless it was for shinobi training or a mission. Throughout his entire life he had maintained a 'good boy' streak...
He closed his eyes for a moment in the relatively empty hallway, all the people that he had seen on his way to the information stand had already gone off into the side corridors and rooms to prepare themselves for their day at the beach and the hotsprings, the things that Joruri should've been doing, but he had been struck by a nostalgic feeling, it rarely happened, more times than not he remembered things!
And then he did.
Within his closed mind, he pictured a woman's hands placing the charm in his right palm, and closing both of their fingers around it, simultaneously sealing it into the palm of his hand. It took him a moment of remembrance, and he realized they were Shinako's hands. He started to walk again and was scratching his head all the while as he opened his eyes the moment he began moving again.
To remember this adventure, right? In his mind he questioned whether she was talking about the entire journey to Kumogakure, or simply that day, rather, morning to the Tree of Durian? He couldn't say, so he chalked it up as another question to ask Shinako.
Within the hour, he was at the front of the building, waiting for his lady friend, Shinako to arrive. He took note of how there were so many shinobi taking time out of their day to come to the resort and he couldn't help but myself at the ones that he had encountered within his own Inn. He didn't know their names, but they recognized each other, and an exchange of nods and shared greetings were commonplace among the more... Lighthearted shinobi.
Any minute, she should be arriving.
I've got to show her around first, I think.
WC: 1174
Whether they did or didn't, Joruri wasn't going to miss out on a chance to head to the newly built resort, here, in Kumogakure no Sato! The Land of Lightning had recently finished construction of a resort, and had made the hotsprings at the base a part of it's attraction. They were fabled to even renew the youth to a person's body, and although he was young enough as is, he was kind of hoping to see an elderly fellow enter the water and after being submerged for a few moments resurface as a younger, more rejuvenated being. But that wasn't why he was going to the resort now. Now, he had scheduled a 'relaxing' session with Shinako since the last time they had 'officially' been together at the Durian Tree of Knowledge. He remembered how he had felt lighter on his feet after the visit, but he didn't make a mention of it to Shinako, he was reserved when it came to truly personal things like that, although the information Shinako had given him about the tree's absorption of evil had remained within his mind for the last few days.
Maybe it really does. He thought to himself as he brushed a hand through his lengthening white hair and stopped as he came to the relatively short line to the resort. He had told Shinako to meet him there some time around the middle of the day so that they could journey down to the waters together. In the Leaf Village, naturally there were separate places for men and women, sectioned off for their own nude soaking. So he assumed the same was for the Village in the Clouds, and the Land of Lightning as a whole, but he couldn't be completely certain. Either way, he was definitely certain that if they were to encounter each other before hand, or after a soaking period, they'd be able to both go down to the beach for further relaxation.
Soon enough he ahd gained entrance and he was on his way to the main building , mainly to explore however. He had a bit of free time if he had estimated right, and he was most definitely curious as to know all of the activities that one could participate in at the resort. Not just for him and Shinako, but simply for in general. He was most certainly curious if this place was worthy of being a tourist location, and soon enough, after those previous thoughts he had found his way at an information stand. He paused as he looked it up and down in search for something pertaining to the hotsprings and the beach.
Within a handful of minutes he had scanned the entire booklet, and had replaced it on the shelf. He had turned on his heel and was heading back the way he had come. He didn't know how to get to the hotsprings and or the beach from his current location anyway. As he walked, he pushed his hand into his pocket, and he felt something there, an unknown object. He raised an eyebrow as his fingers began to touch more of it, and it began to feel familiar in his grasp before it had been safely pulled into his palm and then he slowly began to pull that hand out of the depths of his pants. Slowly, his hand opened up against the fairly warm and yet cool object within his palm. Fingers slowly unwrapping around it, it revealed the charm in his hand and he paused in surprise. Where have I seen this before? He scratched the back of his head in thought, was it stolen? It couldn't have been, he never stole unless it was for shinobi training or a mission. Throughout his entire life he had maintained a 'good boy' streak...
He closed his eyes for a moment in the relatively empty hallway, all the people that he had seen on his way to the information stand had already gone off into the side corridors and rooms to prepare themselves for their day at the beach and the hotsprings, the things that Joruri should've been doing, but he had been struck by a nostalgic feeling, it rarely happened, more times than not he remembered things!
And then he did.
Within his closed mind, he pictured a woman's hands placing the charm in his right palm, and closing both of their fingers around it, simultaneously sealing it into the palm of his hand. It took him a moment of remembrance, and he realized they were Shinako's hands. He started to walk again and was scratching his head all the while as he opened his eyes the moment he began moving again.
To remember this adventure, right? In his mind he questioned whether she was talking about the entire journey to Kumogakure, or simply that day, rather, morning to the Tree of Durian? He couldn't say, so he chalked it up as another question to ask Shinako.
Within the hour, he was at the front of the building, waiting for his lady friend, Shinako to arrive. He took note of how there were so many shinobi taking time out of their day to come to the resort and he couldn't help but myself at the ones that he had encountered within his own Inn. He didn't know their names, but they recognized each other, and an exchange of nods and shared greetings were commonplace among the more... Lighthearted shinobi.
Any minute, she should be arriving.
I've got to show her around first, I think.
WC: 1174