1 Procrastination! [Jinx, Amaya, or Naota, otherwise Invite Only] Fri Mar 18, 2016 5:02 pm
Kenta Inuzuka
D-rank
Laxy had always been his problem, beneath the heard working and harder pushing rough and grumbly angry dog-man persona was a child that just wanted to be lazy and enjoy what life he had left; there was no telling how many years of his life the incident with his... uncle... had shaved off, let alone the years spent laying in a hospital bed in and out of comas and various other illnesses; and now this most recent bout with death; years in the wilderness with no one to take care of him when he nearly died of pneumonia and whatever else he'd picked up...
Gods, Amaya was going to hate him when he found her and she realized how bad he'd gotten.
That was for... later; though. He was avoiding going fully back into the village just yet; there were too many questions that he knew he'd get hit with, to which he didn't, or couldn't, answer; and for once he was letting himself be a little afraid of that. He'd never let himself be afraid of things; and maybe fear wasn't even the right name for the motion he was feeling... more, trepidation. He worried, more than feared. He had almost no real family before he left; the idea that they would reject him now that he was back... it was a bit scary, yes; but more worrying, troubling. He could handle fear, he just wasn't ever good with rejection. It wasn't like he wasn't a dead man walking anyway. A few small changes to his appearence and he could go become some nameless wandering hunter or something in the deep woods and no one would be the wiser.
Still, that didn't sit right with him. He wanted to come home, to e home and feel home and have his family and some semblance of his life back.
Yeah.
He could retire and just... enjoy the time he had left.
Or something.
Weeeeeee.
At least the woods where homely. He'd lived and stalked and loved and lost in these woods his entire life, and they would always been welcoming. The ancient oaks and towering pines gave him strength and peace, they never changed, and with any luck they never would. Forever a moment of peace, forever the home of the heart of the Inuzuka clan. Yeah, that was a nice thought. Something immutable and unchanging in this world of disaster and racing pacing life. Not his style, not anymore. Not unless it had to be.
He wouldn't mind getting his hat back. He wasn't aiming for it; not so long as there was a good man standing at the head of the village. Or woman; he didn't discriminate on gender lines. So long as they where qualified, he was happy. He could let himself rest. Maybe.
Maybe.
Was that bush rustling?
He wasn't smelling anything animal... maybe he'd stumbled on a ninja...
Or he was going insane.
Either way.
"I can see you, and hear you. Come out, before I drown you.~"
WC: 521
Gods, Amaya was going to hate him when he found her and she realized how bad he'd gotten.
That was for... later; though. He was avoiding going fully back into the village just yet; there were too many questions that he knew he'd get hit with, to which he didn't, or couldn't, answer; and for once he was letting himself be a little afraid of that. He'd never let himself be afraid of things; and maybe fear wasn't even the right name for the motion he was feeling... more, trepidation. He worried, more than feared. He had almost no real family before he left; the idea that they would reject him now that he was back... it was a bit scary, yes; but more worrying, troubling. He could handle fear, he just wasn't ever good with rejection. It wasn't like he wasn't a dead man walking anyway. A few small changes to his appearence and he could go become some nameless wandering hunter or something in the deep woods and no one would be the wiser.
Still, that didn't sit right with him. He wanted to come home, to e home and feel home and have his family and some semblance of his life back.
Yeah.
He could retire and just... enjoy the time he had left.
Or something.
Weeeeeee.
At least the woods where homely. He'd lived and stalked and loved and lost in these woods his entire life, and they would always been welcoming. The ancient oaks and towering pines gave him strength and peace, they never changed, and with any luck they never would. Forever a moment of peace, forever the home of the heart of the Inuzuka clan. Yeah, that was a nice thought. Something immutable and unchanging in this world of disaster and racing pacing life. Not his style, not anymore. Not unless it had to be.
He wouldn't mind getting his hat back. He wasn't aiming for it; not so long as there was a good man standing at the head of the village. Or woman; he didn't discriminate on gender lines. So long as they where qualified, he was happy. He could let himself rest. Maybe.
Maybe.
Was that bush rustling?
He wasn't smelling anything animal... maybe he'd stumbled on a ninja...
Or he was going insane.
Either way.
"I can see you, and hear you. Come out, before I drown you.~"
WC: 521