†‏ Miyamoto Household † (Currently Closed)

[Ergo War]

After getting winded from using Shunshin to carry Akane, Bast switched to using the Aruki no Jutsu for transport instead. The two flickered across the grounds inside the walled gardens until they reached the main household, at which point Bast let go of the boy and slid open the front door. She walked inside and, after removing her shoes in the entrance room, led the way to a guest room down a small corridor on the left side of the main room. She opened the third door and waved Akane over. Inside was a large bed with soft sheets and fluffy pillows. The bed was in western style, and so far seemed at odds with the strictly eastern decor of the house. When the boy was snug in his bed, Bast would close the door and walk back outside to take a seat on the front steps. The trip had been strenuous, but necessary.  

[Azzurro Skyde]

XXXXXXA k a n eXH a k u r a XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

|xxGeninxx|xx|xxJiongu Bloodlinexx|xx|xxSunagakurexx|xx|xxPuppet Classxx|xx|xxBukijutsu Classxx|

↯↙↙XXI Will Become a L E G E N D

✗XXI Will Never Become P R E YXX✗XX

☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲

Akane was held by Bast until they reached a beautiful building, this void was amazing, everything was so beautiful. When she let go of him he looked up at the build and his mouth opened in amazement. He was awestruck by it's beauty... but the openeing of a door snapped him out of his trance, looking forwards to see Bast opening a door and entering it, naturally he followed. He saw that Bast took off her shoes, Akane looked down at his feet, seeing his weak tattered boots, stepping outside once more, he clacked the boots together and cleared the sand out of them along with the debris caught on it. He then placed them beside Bast's shoes. Akanes feet were worn and bruised a bit, but he continued on, knowing there was a sleeping place up ahead.

They went through a small corridor, this house was so geniusly designed, so filled to the brim with history and amazing things that Akane would almost have to close his eyes so he could even get to the guest room. Akane followed Bast all the way to the third door, when she opened the door, he looked in and a smile grew on his face. it crept from the bottom of his mouth and raised all the way up to a happy smile. He looked at Bast and entered the room, turning and bowing to her "Thank you so much Bast-sama... I wil have to repay you in someway later on..." Akane then went over to the bed, he reached over his shoulder and took a grip of his brown cloak and pulled on it, it seemingly did not become undone, but instead, ripped and fell apart. Akane looked at it, it was bloodstained, dirty and ripped, he picked it up and folded it neatly and placed it beside the bed, he took off his extra clothing until he was just in his original brown shirt and brown pants. Both of the normal clothing had stitches on the arms and legs and across the chest, this was the effect of his Jiongu bloodline trying to keep him together, if it weren't for his bloodline, he would be dead now.

He pulled off his chakra dispersal gloves and his weapons pouch placing them on top of the dirty clothing and lifted up the sheets, putting one foot on the bed, it felt like the foot instantly fell asleep. He then scooted into the bed and put his head on the fluffy, comfortable pillow. His head sank into the pillow and the covers felt warm on his cold body. He stared at the ceiling and... slowly but surely... His eyes began to close... Opening from the shock of him almost falling asleep then closing again as his head gave in to the stress, then opening again. Until his eyes closed and he laid back and his body went limp, he was asleep. A peaceful, clear, serenity like sleep.

Chakra Lvl :: 310c
Jutsu's ::
Bonuses: Void Bonus
Experience [AC] :: 004,800

 

[Ergo War]

As soon as Akane was asleep, Bast walked back in to the main room and crossed to the other side. She went down another corridor, walked outside and around the corner of the house, and entered the first door on her right. Inside was her room.

The walls of her room were adorned with a few paintings and several photographs, framed and hung with care. In the far right corner was a large desk piled with well over two thousand pages of papers and at least thirty books in disarray; on the wall next to the desk was a large bulletin board which hosted a multitude of diagrams, including a map of over 100 islands in the Void, a diagram of theoretical Chakra energies, various random-looking strokes with descriptions ranging in size from a few words to several paragraphs. The arrangement looked remarkably dust-free, as did everything else in the room.

At the center of the floor by far wall was a low futon with blue sheets and a few pillows. It was made impeccably, almost as if the sheets had been ironed in place and the pillows were painstakingly measured and aligned with complex devices. The far left corner sported a western-style hardwood door, on the other side of which was a rather large closet that led to yet another door, on the other side of which was the bathroom. The closet had in it many clothes, but also closed boxes that had nearly illegible labels. Most prominent were the shopping cart of items and neatly-arranged pile of newly bought goods.

Bast walked in to the closet, grabbed a book with a familiar title and whose author was "Freyja", obviously a pen name. The woman exited the closet, shutting the door behind her, and grabbed a pencil from her desk. She exited and closed the room before heading back to the large main room. She plopped down at the enormous wooden dining table and opened the book. Every few minutes, she would jot a few notes in the margins of a page.  

[Azzurro Skyde]

XXXXXXA k a n eXH a k u r a XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

|xxGeninxx|xx|xxJiongu Bloodlinexx|xx|xxSunagakurexx|xx|xxPuppet Classxx|xx|xxBukijutsu Classxx|

↯↙↙XXI Will Become a L E G E N D

✗XXI Will Never Become P R E YXX✗XX

☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲

For once in a while, Akane had slept well... He did not have the continuous nightmare, but there was still something funky about his dreams, this time the man wasn't in his dream. But, there were people in his dream that seemed vaguely familiar... They were all in a beautiful meadow of flowers, all of them cuddling in the middle of the field, blue, yellow, and white flowers surrounded the area and the fragrance of honey and flowers filled his nose. Akane seemed to be a child once more in the dream. Was this a metaphor to show that he was weak in this dream? Was it a really odd dream? Or was it his mind replaying memories as if it were a projector.

Akane's dream was broken and knocks on the door were heard, his eyes flickered opened and he looked around, remembering that there were no flowers, it was a dream. But instead he was in a room in another void, quite a different side of the spectra in Akane's eyes. He rubbed his eyes as he propped himself up and stretched his back "Hn!" He felt so better as it happened, but there were no breaks. Akane sighed as he released and sat on the side of the bed. There was no more knocking, but he was a guest, and he did hear knocking, so this must have been a wake up call. Akane looked int he mirror beside his bed, he was quite dirty... Luckily in his bag he had a few different clothing to wear. He threw took his cloak and put his hand on the broken areas. Threads leaked out of his hand and began to intertwine his rips and stitched them up. He smiled and put it back where it was, he then took his headband and put it around his waist, he then continued and took his Chakra Connector from a top his pile of things and put his arm out. Gritting his teeth a bit, he pressed the weapon onto his arm, the spikes on the inside of the weapon sank into his arm and was put in place. He then buckled it one.

After getting ready, he then smelt the aroma of freshly cook food, his nose rose up and he sniffed the air. Following the smell to his door, he was not wearing his scarf or cloak, he looked almost normal with clothing oover his stitched sweater and pants. He opened the door and looked at the patter of food, there was so much! "Ah thank yo-..!" He looked up and saw non other, then the Kazekage! "Kazekage! Yo-your here!" When he heard what the Kage said he was speechless. Did the Kage, just get him breakfast?! Akane's eyes were wide and he was in shock almost. He took a exaggerated step back and blinked a few times. Being breakfast delivered by the kage was one thing Akane was not expecting, one, because he didn't know he was here, and second, he wasn't expecting breakfast delivered! "Ka-Kazekage, what a surprise to see you here." He said a bit of sweat going down his forehead. He didn't know what to do.

Chakra Lvl :: 310c
Jutsu's ::
Bonuses: Void Bonus
Experience [AC] :: 004,800

 

[dreadno]

having stumbled around and changed his form and chakra signature Lucas was in dire need of a different outfit and accent. he figured the accent should be easy and so he left that for when he would need it. but till then he needed to change his outfit. as he approached the house he immediately recognized it and memories he'd thought long buried. with these memories came sadness and grief and anger. he quietly walked up to the house and lept around trying to find an armory and cabinet. he found the cabinet and a few decorative items. these he could use but would be hard to convince others. grabbing the outfit he quickly changed into it to try and not be recognized. after changing he slid open doors trying to find someone. eventually he came to a room he heard voices coming from. he slid open the door slowly and was stunned to find akane eating in the house. and. someone else. someone way to familiar to Lucas.
"akane... what are you doing?"
he said keeping his eyes on the other man. suddenly from around a corner a loud hiss could be heard and a few flashes could be seen bouncing off walls till it his Lucas in the face.
"quiet down Lucasssssss."
fuzzy the ever angered inland taipan arrived tightening aronud lucas. Lucas was knocked over from the impact and fell onto the floor.
"oof."
((new face))
 

[Ergo War]

Bast continued to flip through her book. The annotations kept her mind off of the nearby smells of breakfast, even as Akane and Mamoru walked by toward and away from the kitchen, respectively, although not necessarily in that order temporally. The dining room table was shiny in the light of the room and cast interesting lights across the ceiling. Bast shifted in her seat to keep the reflections out of her eyes as she worked.  

[Chezmonkey]

Al tumbled out from Bast's robe with a poof. Trembling slightly, he felt around and asked "Hello? Where am I?" As his head turned towards Bast, the empty sockets of his eyes would seem to stare right at her. "San? Where'd you go?"  

[Ergo War]

Bast looked over at Al when he tumbled out of her cloak, and felt the strangest urge to poke the eyeless-boy's empty sockets when he turned his gaze Bast-ward. One of her fingers floated toward a socket, but she struggled against the urge to tactilely probe the insides of his skull and eventually was able to pull her hand back away from the boy.

"Well, if it isn't mister bright-eyes himself!" the woman quipped. There were so many jokes that she could not wait to try out in this new situation. "San's not here, your holey-ness. Might I see that you get a room for rest?"  

[Chezmonkey]

Al gaped at the sudden transference, and sullenly closed his mouth as he became the butt of several tactless jokes. Turning his head downward, he gave a single nod and tried to stand. Wobbling, he bumped into Bast a few times before finally straightening and waiting for a direction.  

[Ergo War]

When Al stood up and let his head look down, Bast jumped on yet another awful joke.

"Eyes up here," she shot as she stood up. She set her book down and shuffled around the chair before grabbing on to Al's forearm and dragging him through the dining room, entrance hall, and down the same corridor that she had brought Akane through. She stopped two rooms in and slid open the door, revealing a room that was modeled in a manner similar to Akane's. She then pointed the blind boy toward the bed and led him to its side. "Time for some shut-eye!"  

[Chezmonkey]

Al murmured a quiet thanks and waited for Bast to go. Once she did, with some difficulty he changed into pjs and walked around the room. After several stubbed toes and two falls, he'd mapped the room out, and exhausted fell asleep on the bed.  

[Ergo War]

Bast strolled out of the room and shut the door behind her. As she walked down the corridor, she heard the sounds of several bruises forming on his knees. The woman walked back to the dining room table and picked up her book and pencil. She switched chairs so that the sunlight filtering through the paper walls behind her lit the pages of her books and so that she could easily look down the entrance hall toward the front door. She went back to reading and annotating the book.