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 Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 9:25 am
"F**k...i guess im still not capable of using that like i did before..."
Riku had then sat up crossing his legs and slamming his palms together intensely focusing himself he opened his eyes in a glare to the cut circle slamming his arm into the ice fishing hole and grabbing a fish out he tossed it in the wicker basket and then repeated his action and retrieved another then another "It would seem im still capable of catching fish HAH!"
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 9:41 pm
Months passed without event. Time slipped away as Riku worked for the old man. He remained somewhat abrasive, never really warming to the boy. Some ice never melts I guess. The boy learned little about himself over the months... but all that was about to change. One fateful day... when the small ice fishing hut was stumbled upon by the two Sound ninja in the midst of a snow storm...
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 10:41 pm
Shuniji had read once that Hell was not made of fire, but was, in fact, frozen solid. It had been written that the deepest pits of hell consisted of a lake in which traitors were frozen either up to their waists, their faces or completely solid depending on the severity of their crimes, with not even the warmth of their tears to comfort them.
Or something like that.
What Shuniji's delirious, frost-bitten mind was circling was that he was most certainly in Hell. It was so cold, the sharp winds went from painful, to numb back to excruciating again, but worse than that, he was completely alone. Even if Seika had been talking to him the past few hours, he couldn't hear a word she'd said over the din of the weather. Despite being tucked away inside his hood, Seika too was likely frozen to the point where he couldn't physically feel her presence, and to top it off, Shuniji couldn't see anything to save his life.
...Which became the growing realization that such might actually be the case.
Just as Shuniji was about to give up and "fall asleep" in the snow (he was still too stubborn to admit death was a very real option), he slammed headlong into something solid. At first he assumed this to be the wind finally manifesting as a block of ice, but was dumbfounded to find that this object was made of wood... kind of like a building.
A building!!
Shuniji immediately began pounding on the side of the wall. It could have been a door, but it could have also just been someone's fence. At this point, Shuniji didn't care.
"HEY! HEEEY!! OPEN UP! OPEN. UP." Shuniji shouted. Even with his huge voice, he was no match for the winds. He started feeling up the surface in search of a door or window or something.
"Damn... DAMMIT! GOD DAMNIT, IN THE NAME OF ALL THINGS HOLY, OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! SEIKA! SEIKA!? ********, SEIKA, IF YOU'RE STILL ALIVE BACK THERE, GET OUT AND HELP! IS ANYBODY THEEEEERRREEE!!?"
Shuniji's hair whipped around him as another flurry of wind swept by. He was about ready to punch a hole through the wall, even if that would ultimately jeopardize the effectiveness of the assumed shelter in the first place.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:24 pm
"BRAT! Get the goddam door! I'm taking a nap!"
The old man growled from a crappy old chair that had been lashed together several times. This was habit now, who knew if the old man was even awake.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 3:08 pm
 ȘЄΊҜȺ▷Cheshiru◁  (¯`v´¯).`·.¸.·´ ¸.·´.·´¨)¸.·¨) (¸.·´(¸.·´(¸.·¨¯`☆☆☆☆☆☆
"Chuu~!" Sneezed the small cat with her frozen whiskers. Even the tips of her fur seemed to be coated in small icicles. It would have been worse, had it not been for the protection of Shuniji's coat. Seika's small body shook as she listened to her partners frantic yelling. Of course she didn't have it as bad as Shuniji, he was physically exhausted and mutating into some human Popsicle. There wasn't much she COULD do for him, besides burden him.
"S-shuniji." Her frail body shook. "Acting like a psychopath isn't going make them wanna open the door." But she could still give her unwanted advise. On the other hand, Seika couldn't feel her own hands-claws? "Screw this, break it down." Her little voice cooed from inside his hood with evil gleaming sapphire eyes.
MƠƠƊ: PMS Mellow
lιѕтeɴιɴɢ тo: Jingle~Jingle~!
Side note: Just watch, it'll be the abominable snow man and he'll come out and steam roll us.
How would you like to see what d e a t h is like? ✞
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 10:45 am
A sharp sense of presence swept through riku's body like a ghost as the hairs on his skin slowly stood up as riku now did from in front of the ice cut circle.turning slowly to the direction of the door in which now loud noises spread from riku walked slowly toward the commotion for the moment frozen in thought wondering who in the middle of nowhere would arrive at the very shack that riku woke up in.when spontaneously the old mans voice intercepted the strays train of thought and he snapped back to reality walking to the shacks door and slowly opening it,riku before making out the appearance of the strangers eyed a hatchet to the left of him ready for just about anything when he made out the image of the two strangers when he spoke simultaneously shortened of breath by the icy winds which overlapped the area.
"Yes? who are you?...." riku said clinging to the door,the right half of his body had been concealed by the shacks door as he slowly reached for the hatchet while holding a friendly smile from behind his now longer and mangled black hair.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 11:17 am
Shuniji felt the surface beneath his hands give way as the door opened slightly. A slash of light from inside was visible for a moment before it was blocked off by a person. From what he could make out through the poor lighting and the blizzard, they couldn't have been much older than Seika.
The kid's nonchalance nearly caused Shuniji to hit him. "FREEZING TO DEATH," was his instantaneous answer, but only after venting that little sentiment did he bother to notice the person's hesitance to let them in.
"Shuniji Fuku and Seika Cheshiru," he answered with slightly more calm, which was difficult considering they really were freezing... hopefully not to death if this busybody just opened the damn door. "We can introduce ourselves proper once we're not in a goddamn snowstorm. How is it not freezing in there talking with the door open?"
It was an oddity worth noting that Shuniji had been referring to a second person, when Seika was still tucked away inside his hood.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 2:36 pm
ȘЄΊҜȺ▷Cheshiru◁ (¯`v´¯).`·.¸.·´ ¸.·´.·´¨)¸.·¨) (¸.·´(¸.·´(¸.·¨¯`☆☆☆☆☆☆
Seika glared at the stranger with sharp sapphire eyes. REALLY? He was going to sit here and make us go through formalities in a Snowstorm?
She also noticed the door was cracked open enough to where she could actually fit through it, in her current form...It was cold, her fur was getting wet, anything warm sounded nice at the moment. Hell, the Otokage burning her to death sounded like...such a treat! It was then Seika decided to just leap for it.
Like a small furry bullet, her figure shot out of Shuniji's hood and took a dive right between his legs. Her landing...was not graceful to say the least, her limbs were numb and it seemed like they were almost non-functional, the way she face-planted the ground behind him. Her tail twitched aggressively, trying to coax her to get back up on her feet...she was just so tired...
MƠƠƊ: PMS Mellow
lιѕтeɴιɴɢ тo: Jingle~Jingle~!
Side note: ------Afk; freezing to death.
How would you like to see what d e a t h is like? ✞
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:54 am
As cool as snow itself the stray caught a glimpse of the old man fused to his make shift chair from the corner of his right eye,taking a deep breath riku used the hand he would have used to have quickly grabbed the hatchet to scratch the back of his head.now smiling he stepped back and welcomed the cold guests in glancing at the cat for a second he leaned down and picked her up and scratched seika behind her ear unknowingly of her current state he said friendly "well hello to the two of you..." cradling seika with one hand and shutting the shacks door with the other he scratched the back of his head again with his free hand riku smiled dumbfounded "i would introduce myself to you Shunji..." stopping mid sentence caressing the top of seikas head keeping her close to his chest warm his heart beat at a nice easy going pace when he then finished his sentence " And miss seika...but i have no memory of who i am or where i am from...may i ask what the two of you were doing stranded in the middle of a blizzard?" looking down to see the cats reaction he hoped she would not claw his eyes out.
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 12:16 pm
 Shuniji stumbled through the door the second he found an opening, praising everything from God to the trees the shack was constructed from for the blissful sting of warmth on his frozen skin.
He finally regained his bearings and took a second to straighten his posture and attempt to make himself look presentable. He gave the stranger a perturbed deadpan at the way he was handling Seika. Shuniji looked like he was about to say something on the matter, but thought better of it, smirking minutely at the "cat."
"Too bad," Shuniji replied suddenly with regards to their host's previous statement. "Then do you at least have a name you'd like to go by?"
He hardly waited for a reply before scanning the room. It was dimly lit, and thanks to the blizzard, Shuniji didn't even have a clue as to what time or day it was. He had no idea how long he'd been outside.
"We were sight-seeing," Shuniji answered. It was actually very close to the truth, being the avid history buff Shuniji was. "Trying to get to the Great Tengu Lake. You can see about how well we fared in that department."
Shuniji chuckled, being in oddly good humor given he'd come very close to freezing to death.
He tilted his head congenially and his windswept hair parted to reveal the eighth note etched into his forehead protector. One could only imagine what a Sound ninja was doing this far to the north.
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 12:57 pm
Riku had made out a slight expression of surprise he had never once thought as to what his name is or was.when he glanced around the shack and his attention caught onto a cracked and misshapen black vase sitting randomly in a corner of the shack when the genin said friendly "you can call me *kame....until i figure my name out." smiling warmly with a soft gaze when the genins soft eyes shot to the music note engraved on shunijis forehead protector and he pointed at the jōnin "wait your a ninja!?" enthusiastically almost chucking seika from out of his hands.
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 1:08 pm
"Call him Blue-Balls, and if you don't like that you can just call him Numb Nuts like the rest of us! He's working a debt off to me... son of a b***h... your from the Otokage aren't you?"
The older, grouchy, man shook his head disapprovingly and gave a long sigh.
"Quin Fu came 'round a while back to leave me a note. Son of a b***h didn't even wipe his feet off... but still. You best turn 'round unless you want this old man to open a can of whoop a** on you youn-ins."
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 1:18 pm
Shuniji's smile faltered as everyone in the room suddenly started at the revelation that he was a ninja. He frowned, displeased with the direction things were starting to take, particularly with the vibe he was getting from the old guy who emerged from one of the darker corners of the room.
Usually when people mentioned the Otokage, it wasn't with a good connotation, even back in Sound Village... Shuniji's mind blanked on anyone named Quin Fu, though.
"Actually," Shuniji rubbed the back of his hood with one hand, "I'm here on behalf of a guy named Saito. I know it's a long shot, but have you ever heard or a guy named..." Shuniji paled as he also drew a blank on the name of the guy he was looking for, "Uh... C... Cao. I think it was... yeah, that sounds right," he muttered, blushing pink to match his coat.
"Yeah. I heard he was a fisherman around here. Please don't think I'm stupid enough to wander around in a blizzard for several hours for the hell of it..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 3:48 pm
Kame/riku's eyes had widened from their normal tired look as the old man broke from his silence causing a sharp chill to spiral down the boys spinal cord causing him to straighten his posture a usual reaction which happened when the old man spoke.
the confused genin also paid close attention to the expression which developed from shuniji's face as the otokage's name was mentioned from the hermit.kame/riku questioned in his mind -{{ otokage?.....whats shuniji want with the old man?...}}- when the boy snapped back to reality and asked aloud in shuniji's direction "may i ask you a question shuniji-sama?" although this was their first encounter the genin spoke to him with a friendly tone.
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