1 The Desert Serpent [Nk/Private/Training] Thu Jun 28, 2018 7:31 pm
Akira Nekuro
D-rank
Akira continued walking through the ruined village of Sunagakure, while walking with Akisu. He had to admit that he he plans on summoning her often, due to the fact that traveling alone can be less than amazing. He peered over to her signature unamused face, unaware of his glance. Feeling the need to no more about this girl, which he felt obligated to being that she herself is from the Shinigami. “So…Akisu…how did you come across your companions to then take part in dealings of thievery, and illegal debauchery?”
She glanced over with a face that spelled some subtle mixture of annoyance and suspicion. “What’s it to you?” Akira left out a little bit of a chuckle and responded: “No need for hostilities. From here on out, you and I are going to be comrades, so it wouldn’t do any harm in a little chit chat, would it? Besides. I would very much like to become your friend.” His face was being studdied by the smaller female, and a sudden bit of red covering her cheeks appeared, and then disappeared just as quickly. “All of us came from a continent far from this one. It was a wealthy place, and we all came from families of nobbles. All of us. We all went to the academy to learn how to fight, and that’s how we met and became friends.”
“What was the cause of the transition from being nobble warriors to becoming bandits.”
She sighed and closed her eyes. “Well…our small country was attacked by vandals and barbarians. Our warriors’ skills were no match for their sheer numbers. The burned everything to the ground, pillaged, killed…it was horrible. They locked us in at the capital on the shore…we couldn’t retreat. They blocked our ships at the sea, and had all of their men occupying the otter gates for miles and miles on end. We fought our hardest, but we were very much still kids. All of our parents were dead, killed, and almost everyone else in the city. In a last ditch effort, we stole some food from some shops, got on a dingy and snuck past them. Three days later we ended up on this continent. Looking for a means of survival, we took up becoming bandits. And then…well…we started having fun!” Her mood went from somber to cheery within an instant. “At first we felt bad but then we realized how fun it was and-”
Realizing she had left her usual demeanor of being cold and reserved, she instantly reverted back to her usual composure, though a blush on her face. “So yeah…there you go. And this rest is pretty much history.”
Akira smiled. He stopped to look at her. He took each of her hands, a look of surprise and protest appeared on her face, with, once again, a red blush. “I promise I will get you your friends back. I can feel it. The Shinigami wants all of you to be reunited.”
“Look, you don’t need to bring my hopes up if-” Akira clasped her hands tighter, but only slightly so.
“I know it. I can feel it. Your friends are going to come back. I swear it.” After studying Akira’s face, her’s being redder than ever, Akisu snatched her hands away. “Whatever….”
The two continued to walk through the broken village, with Akira holding his good mood.
577 WC
She glanced over with a face that spelled some subtle mixture of annoyance and suspicion. “What’s it to you?” Akira left out a little bit of a chuckle and responded: “No need for hostilities. From here on out, you and I are going to be comrades, so it wouldn’t do any harm in a little chit chat, would it? Besides. I would very much like to become your friend.” His face was being studdied by the smaller female, and a sudden bit of red covering her cheeks appeared, and then disappeared just as quickly. “All of us came from a continent far from this one. It was a wealthy place, and we all came from families of nobbles. All of us. We all went to the academy to learn how to fight, and that’s how we met and became friends.”
“What was the cause of the transition from being nobble warriors to becoming bandits.”
She sighed and closed her eyes. “Well…our small country was attacked by vandals and barbarians. Our warriors’ skills were no match for their sheer numbers. The burned everything to the ground, pillaged, killed…it was horrible. They locked us in at the capital on the shore…we couldn’t retreat. They blocked our ships at the sea, and had all of their men occupying the otter gates for miles and miles on end. We fought our hardest, but we were very much still kids. All of our parents were dead, killed, and almost everyone else in the city. In a last ditch effort, we stole some food from some shops, got on a dingy and snuck past them. Three days later we ended up on this continent. Looking for a means of survival, we took up becoming bandits. And then…well…we started having fun!” Her mood went from somber to cheery within an instant. “At first we felt bad but then we realized how fun it was and-”
Realizing she had left her usual demeanor of being cold and reserved, she instantly reverted back to her usual composure, though a blush on her face. “So yeah…there you go. And this rest is pretty much history.”
Akira smiled. He stopped to look at her. He took each of her hands, a look of surprise and protest appeared on her face, with, once again, a red blush. “I promise I will get you your friends back. I can feel it. The Shinigami wants all of you to be reunited.”
“Look, you don’t need to bring my hopes up if-” Akira clasped her hands tighter, but only slightly so.
“I know it. I can feel it. Your friends are going to come back. I swear it.” After studying Akira’s face, her’s being redder than ever, Akisu snatched her hands away. “Whatever….”
The two continued to walk through the broken village, with Akira holding his good mood.
577 WC