❧ || Ramen Shop

[Luxky]

Shizuku was moving to the music that was going through his ears and into his brain. After he could see the shop in his sights he turned the music in ears and took his headphones off of his head. There was a faint smile on his face as he could smell the aroma coming from the great food. Walking into the shop he waved to the owner with a quick "Yo how's it going" he said as he sat down taking in the wonderful smell of food before he looked around to see he was the only one in today "No customers today?" his voice was a little surprised since their food was great. They were known for their Ramen around the entire of Village.  

[Misujage]

[/ Yo you ain't even read my post in the streets! I already came in and ordered my food! You don't care to do nuffin you just ignore me like!! T ^ T ]

Mona shot a glance over at Shizuku, was he blind or something? In any case she paid attention to the cook. Resting her elbows on the counter top as the smell of broth floated into her nose. It was such a warm and homely smell. She could never imagine any other member of her family coming to a normal establishment. But she enjoyed it from time to time, surprising some of the best chefs were those not employed by large and overpriced industries. "Cela sent l'ainsi bon Pépé" She spoke as she inhaled another whiff of the alluring odor.  

[I am Blasphemy]

Akira walked into the Ramen Shop and sat down, she was worn out from the Training and needed some water "Can I have just a glass of water?" She smiled and asked the waiter, her waiter returned with a glass of water without ice. She didn't want to be a pain, so she concentrated and dipped her finger in and created a layer of ice in her glass. She sat there and looked around the room.

 

[Misujage]

Mona finished her ramen in peace, and then left.  

[FcK DaH WoRld]

Aeria would appear at the open ramen shop, holding an empty bottle of water and looking about. She stood behind the counter, just before one of those spinny booth chairs, and looked towards the menu above. Without looking, she tossed the bottle in hand towards a garbage can a few meters over; it went in with no trouble. "Shrimp looks good~.." The young woman casually mused this to herself, arching an eyebrow and leaning on her left hip and leg dominantly. Her arms came to fold in sync with the slight puckering of her lips. By the time her eyes came down there was a friendly, older looking, man there. She knew already what he'd ask and beat him to the chase. "Shrimp special please~.. Um.. Large bowl, Nanitozo..?" The soft spoken words quickly caused the man to react, turning with a smile to shout at a younger girl. The two looked alike and, as such, it was possible she was his daughter. The thought of this made her giggle, watching as the girl (around her own age) went to work.

It only took short while. Within a few moments, the girl closed in with the steaming bowl held atop a platter and cloth. Aeria finally snapped into reality and sat in the chair she'd been behind, giggling at her own mental mishap. She sat before the large-ish bowl, cheeks slightly pink at the thought of eating something so delicious looking.. Then again, there was embarrassment too! She was a young woman with a pretty developed body thanks to her undying will to train. She was always one to eat more then the rest, building energy to quickly be turned to muscle. Telling herself this technical truth was enough for an abrupt shout, "Oye!" before picking the chopsticks up to eat. The young woman went at it ravenously, her face stern as a never-ending waterfall of thin and glowing noodles fueled in reverse fashion towards her barely opened mouth. She only used the one hand (duel wielded) utensil to help support the oncoming flow, quickening the pace to reach the bowl's eventual finishing. Every now and again Aeria would break off the flow to expertly pick at shrimp to dig up. The shop owner merely stood with his eyes tightly slit, arms folded across his stomach as he laughed hardily; it was quite obvious now that she was a repeat customer, coming here nearly every day at lunch time. "Such a woman! You'll give some lucky man a run for his money in holding dominance! I can tell by the way you eat!" The comment was one she'd received several times from this particular individual. Really, she never delved to far into thinking about it; A man..? With her..? She didn't talk enough to attract those! men didn't go for the strong ones anyway; they needed something to protect and cherish.. Not stand behind and root for them as they punch others' lights out! She gave a brief nod through the newly reformed waterfall of noodles, giggling over her food as the young girl made apologizing gestures from behind.. yeah, what he said could also be taken as an insult. She didn't see it as that way though..

"Thanks mister Teuchi! Same time tomorrow evening.." A half hour had passed and she finally finished.. Well, not finished but finally decided to get off her butt and walk this new trunk-inducer off. or at least turn it into muscle as she'd told herself earlier~ Within a few moments worth of time, she'd went into her left arms cut-off sleeve and pulled forth some Ryo.. A small tuffle of bills was left on the counter, alongside a few coins as the usual tip. Aeria would be off soon after, going to enjoy whatever the rest of her normal day would be like. This might be the last of said things since she'd officially been given the symbol of a shinobi. She would only need to receive her first task and preparation assignments before being able to go off like her father.. A Tokubetsu Jounin known for his innate Taijutsu skill and prowess as a messenger-nin. She too wished to follow in his footsteps, adding to the village's style and then going on to work as specialist shinobi. These swooning thoughts in her mind only proved to reawaken the pre-mentioned determination.. With a slight smirk, the young girl set out on a mad dash, swerving through the newly growing crowd.. Yet again, she was on her little training run through the travel networks of the village.

 

[Misujage]

”And You Are?”

M o n a

Mona approached the ramen shop, her gloves slightly damp from rubbing away the moisture that had fallen from her eyes. Her left hand coming don slowly as the slight excess of tears. She approached the counter, emotionless eyes, eyes that she never wished to wear. She slid into a stool and stared at the counter. The man brought her water and began to prepare her ramen. She liked to say the order even though she got the same thing everytime. So he already knew what to do. She fiddled with the cup of water, eyes lost in thought of some sort.  

[SentryCub]

Yoite Uchiha

XXXXXXX❝With the Spears Of Heavenly Might I shall defend this great Nation !❞
XXXXXXX❝My Blazing Valor shall see to the survival of my nation at the cost of Death !❞
XXXXXXXGenin || Konohagakure [ Leaf ] || Bukijutsu Class || Uchiha

It twas not becoming of his self to allow her to leave his side without properly showing his utmost gratitude. She couldn't have gone far too begin with if she didn't know her way in or out of the uchiha district though she proved that theory wrong with her no where in sight. Alas his course was not off from hers in the least, catching a glimpse of her from the passing street. Yoite would mind his manners and show respect to her strong words that gave him a more clear vision of what his path truly was meant to be. Simple minded as always and stubborn to say the least. Approaching the ramen shop whilst taking a deep breath. He slid unto a stool beside her casually and aloud his words spoke to enlighten any harmed feelings, "Miss Mona, please accept my utmost apologies for my simple minded view from before. I do not wish to have bad blood with any of my fellow comrades nor do I believe that I was right when I spoke so unproperly of my shinobi way. Please.." closing his eyes with a soft sigh. "Forgive my words and actions. Your quite the remarkable young lady in my eyes and you have gained a great deal of my respect. You have without doubt set my nindo ablaze with a passion that burns my chest till this moment." grasping his bare chest with a gentle expression towards her.  

[Misujage]

”And You Are?”

M o n a

The sound of the boy's voice caused a startle in Mona. Eyes flung open as she turned to see him. Yoite, one whom she had just left not long ago within Sorin's apartment. She could only imagine why he would have followed her here. Though her suspicions were laid to rest as the young man spoke his peace. He was apologizing for the way he saw things. There was nothing wrong with his view, it was just one that Mona did not agree with. it didn't make it incorrect to rely solely on yourself. But he asked for forgiveness wholeheartedly, and so she would grant his request. "As I forgive you, I too must beg forgiveness. For forcing a view on you that was clearly not your own ... for that reason I plea for forgiveness." She turned back to her cup of water, spinning it slowly and watching the small ripples that formed. "But I have a question Yoite. Why did you become a ninja? For what reason do you serve this village?"  

[SentryCub]

Yoite Uchiha

XXXXXXX❝With the Spears Of Heavenly Might I shall defend this great Nation !❞
XXXXXXX❝My Blazing Valor shall see to the survival of my nation at the cost of Death !❞
XXXXXXXGenin || Konohagakure [ Leaf ] || Bukijutsu Class || Uchiha

Forgive. A growth in companionship would merged from these two strong souls and Yoite would embrace the moment with care. Forgiveness was met without everlasting conflict between two comrades under the same banner and this brought a bright smile to Yoite as making company with her. Much could be learned from such bonding and this would make things better for the many trials ahead in the future to come with them both at each others side. A question to his reason for becoming a shinobi was not merely for the intention and effort made by his father. It was from a life style set forth by his grandfather and passed down with a code that engraved his soul and spirit. Bushido. A code that was quite honored and respected with the utmost care. This was not merely for samurai but for any japanese warrior class emphasizing self-discipline, courage, and loyalty. This is who he is and this is what his code was, "Miss Mona, I became a shinobi for this village because I love this nation and village. I do not wish to see the villagers nor the other shinobi suffer when my services can be of use. My nindo is my path and Bushido is the code I was raised under and live by." taking a settle breath before interweaving his fingers to brace on the counters form.  

[Misujage]

”And You Are?”

M o n a

"I see, a selfish reason not unlike that of many others ..." She continued to watchthe ripples in her water, silence creeping about her visage for but a few moments until she spoke again. "Yoite ... did you know you were a king?" A soft smile slipped about her lips as she looked over the counter. The cook bringing her the small bowl of ramen soaking with broth, and no meat. Maybe it was some whimsical presence in her mind that made her think this way, but she was certain it was true. "Without a king, a Kingdom cannot prosper. And our king would not be the one named Hokage, it would be the youth. Those of us that carry the future of this Village with us ... for without the youth, there is no future. Simply the past that elders repeat because of their own experiences. I understand your need to protect this Village, and I do as well understand your need to become stronger. But if you fall Yoite, a portion of this Village's future will be ripped away never to be seen by prying eyes. One of our king's dead before he could become a protector, it is a sad predicament indeed." She lifted the cup of water and took a sip, wetting her slightly dry mouth from all of the talking. "I must just seem like one who babbles about nothing ... but I too became a ninja for selfish reasons. Merely to disperse myself from my cousin's shadow. But I am a Shinobi now to play the role of a King. To care for those around me, and ensure the future of this Village is in tact. I do not live for the present, I instead live for the future, and in turn protect those Kings after me so that their future carries on as well. I, as a King, am not meant to die in battle until there is one more important to protect. A child who can barely walk, a newborn baby whom first glances upon its mother. Those are our future kings, and until they gain their position. I must live ... for them."  

[SentryCub]

Yoite Uchiha

XXXXXXX❝With the Spears Of Heavenly Might I shall defend this great Nation !❞
XXXXXXX❝My Blazing Valor shall see to the survival of my nation at the cost of Death !❞
XXXXXXXGenin || Konohagakure [ Leaf ] || Bukijutsu Class || Uchiha

By saying such words Yoite would surely have to listen carefully and listen well to avoid seeming simple minded. But..tis the way to show respect to her logic and words that he so carelessly. Her words. It was hard for him to grasp just exactly what she was meaning to say. Alas as she spoke and revealed more...it became quite clear that she spoke of not simply tossing your life away so easily. Then again. Such quick judgement would only leave room for her words to be mistaken. Selfish intention and reason. Not unlike that of many others. Just how selfish could one be when servering the village? Many questions, different meanings and possiblilties were now a element in the meaning 'selfish reason'. She spoke of the youth, lives of the children of the village, generations after their own? Yet another reason that was important to his own nindo and many others, "M-Miss Mona, it truly is amazing that your able to see things from such a high aspect. I shall not allow myself nor any of my fellow comrades to become a lost portion to this village. That I swear too." a unsettling feeling was taking him. "I believe that it is not us that are 'selfish' I think it's anyone that has intent for just simply doing for themselves and leaving the village and turning their own lives to that similiar of rogues. When one has the selfish motives to not care about the others they live to see everyday...I believe it's that, that's what makes someone selfish." such a strong flame like many this in the leaf, this flame was something he was praying to witness more of himself. Mona had gained a true ally in Yoite from this encounter.  

[Azorii]

Her entry had gone unknown by most, and yet the few that had been captivated by the posed grace she presented were breathless. A cold air rushing the room instantly, but she minded not of reaction nor of recognition of whom she was. At the the moment, her interest was on her family member in a distant importance. She occupied the last seat, long hair brushing past her shoulders and down the siding. " The first Alice was a gallant red one, wielding a sword in a hand in wonderland..." The glass was set before her, and she watched the water run along the clear siding. Smiling to thank the man, she paused her song and the Owner lingered upon her face, a lovely shape that befitted her aura. Drawing a hand to the glass, she watched the air chill over it, creating a delicate fog as if it were steamed all the while singing to herself, "Slicing down everything in her path, she was followed by a bloody path.
 

[Misujage]

”And You Are?”

M o n a

She smiled as she heard his words, their thoughts were separate. But not so far off as she had initially though. Maybe he was not a beast in mind, but in battle the statement would remain. "It would seem that I was wrong about you Yoite. Perhaps there is more to you than ..." Her sentence was cut short as she felt the sudden chill enter the room. Interesting as it was, Mona could not help herself but to turn and view a shinobi she had not seen in quite some time. The sister of Hera and Ven, not something she thought she would see about these parts. Only to hear her sing, and play ice games with the water she had received. Still the shock of her appearance was stricken about her visage. Calming slightly as she looked passed Yoite to see the girl. "October ... what are you doing here?" Her name escaped Mona at the moment, but she knew it was one of those months that ended in ber.  

[Azorii]

Slowly her eyes fell upon the girl who had denoted her incorrectly, she smiled looking toward her. Mona. Very well known, almost famous in the house of their family and yet she would be praise such a girl needfully. Brushing her lip against her thumb, the moist texture of water was endeavoring. " Septima..." Was all she began with, attention back upon the glass she had now lifted. " Septima is my correct name, Mona love" Her eyes cut away from the glass, away from the boy and seeming to piercing particular into that of the girl's own livid optics. How amusing, this girl was. The corners of her lips lifting higher, of course she would answer the question presented. " To replenish from my journey, I wish to be in the best shape possible for when I see the smiling face of my dearest sibling...." Fingers ran along the counter, " And yourself?".