1 Time to Head Home [Kannon, Kensaku, or Invite][Kiri -> Iwa] Mon Jun 11, 2018 4:32 pm
Niala
D-rank
It’s time to head back home.
The realization had come on suddenly, the sheer amount of time that had passed only having truly been realized the evening before for her when they were all sitting around having what would be their last meal in Kirigakure. The trio had done a lot of growing and learning, perhaps not all skill wise, but more about themselves as much as anything else. In Niala’s case a lot of ‘firsts’ had happened during this first trip away from home without her parents: her first kiss, her first sexual encounter with her future husband. Some of these firsts were darker though: the first time she had truly wanted to kill someone, the first time she had truly wanted to see someone suffer by her own hands. She had learned that she wasn’t becoming a monster, that the darkness lurking within her had always been there - she had simply been suppressing it out of fear. She no longer was afraid of it though, and had begun to embrace it as simply being a part of who she was. This didn’t make her evil: she still had her morals, she still had her personal grasp on what was right or wrong. But it did open her eyes to what was lying ahead for not just herself but for her twin and her best friend. They would all face hardship, they would all have to face decisions that would either make them into stronger people or shatter them to pieces. It was a road that would be long and never easy, and yet this realization didn’t scare her, it simply enlightened her.
Just as Niala had done some changing on the inside so too had she done so on the outside. During her trip she had gained several piercings - her ears taking the brunt of them as both were now lined with several hoops and studs of a black tinted metal - and her affinity towards darker clothing, specifically black clothing, had developed and strengthened: shown easily in her travel attire of a black long sleeved top with holes in the bottom of the sleeves of her thumbs to poke through, and black pants the cuffs of which were tucked into combat boots. Weapons were hidden in various locations on her person, and at her waist was a pouch that held the scrolls containing her travel items as well as her puppets. With black eyeliner lining her eyes and her hair pulled back into a ponytail she looked… lethal. There truly was no other way to describe it. She looked far more grown up: gone was the little girl who had arrived, and in its place had begun to develop a confident young woman who was growing each day more and more comfortable with her skills and the job she was expected to do.
That morning, after her shower, Niala had checked and double checked to ensure that none of her personal property was left behind, nor that of anyone else either. She had chosen to skip breakfast - not feeling exactly hungry - but had packed various pieces of fruit away for later consumption during their journey. With patience she had waited near the door for her twin and fiance to be ready before making her way down to the check out desk with them. Checking out was a simple affair: turning over keys and signing a paper, and then they were able to leave.
She didn’t speak much as they made their way through the village and towards the gates; her mind already miles ahead of them, back home in Iwagakure as she wondered what sort of welcoming would be waiting for them all when they got back. But, once they had passed through a smile would form on her face as she looked at the other two, “Let’s get home. Maybe they’ll have a welcome home feast waiting with all of our favorite foods, eh?”, she spoke softly. So, with her twin and her best friend she would take off, traversing the distance that lay between Kirigakure and Iwagakure - sometimes by boat, and sometimes by land, until finally they would arrive at the familiar gates of Iwagakure. Home. Home at last.
-Thread Exit. Travel Complete.-
Word Count: 712 / 600