#kunoobi

[toxicserpent-blog]

@kunoobi  ;  kirika

          "Kirika."

         He taps on the girl's door with the back of his hand, as kindly as he can. She isn't as hostile as Otogakure's other residents, but she always seemed... Unpredictable.

         "It's Kurohebi. I have dinner for you."

         He held a tray with a unassuming meal -- Just fried fish and rice. The same as everyone else, but physically bringing it to Otogakure's residents that are above it's usual prisoners was, perhaps a little unusual for him to do. He waited for her to open the door, or invite him in, as to not invade any privacy.

[uchinaro]

yodo has heard that it's sarada's birthday through shinki and she wasn't going to be outdone , so instead - she's got an extra ipod that she had , and loaded it with music that sarada might be into , including some classics from the sand dogs ( one of sunagakure's top bands ) and some classical music. it's also attached to a book about fighting styles. - kunoobi

             "Hey, this isn't bad—"

      Unbeknownst to most, the Uchiha actually enjoyed listening to music, but was only limited to the ones on radio. It even helped her study, at times. To have her own ipod was a great help— now she could download her favorites, and even bring it along with her while training. But what surprised her most was how one of The Sand Dogs' singles sounded like. It appealed to her tastes, and made her wonder why she hadn't the chance to listen to them before. Even the book she had chosen was neat, giving her more material to learn about different forms of combat.

      She removes her earphones, looking back at the other girl with an overawed smile as she also tucks the book into her bag. Two very useful presents, that she hoped weren't too much trouble of arranging for her.

             "Thanks, Yodo. These are great," she says. "I'll be sure to give your playlists a listen. You should e-mail me if you have anything else you want me to listen to,"

@kunoobi

[kyuubiheir]

     it was rare moments like these when the shop fell quiet that menma uzumaki would find himself sat upon the tattoo chair reserved for his clients once all his equipment had been sterilised and put safely away. after the rush of the morning, the raven head was thankful to just sit back and ponder. he still had another half hour until his usual lunch break. 

     though his interests lay in the shop directly opposite his, able to see the young woman who worked there. day in and day out, never quite having the nerve to approach her, let alone start a conversation aside from the polite ‘hey’ greeting in the morning they exchanged when opening their perspective shops. the subject seemingly laughable given menma’s real identity. and yet..

     thoughts are suddenly interrupted with the sight of a suspicious looking guy arguing with the blonde? of course perverts came and went, sadly that was this town for you but this guy...menma didn’t know why but he instantly felt on high alert. quickly rising to his feet, it took three full strides to make it inside the flower shop. 

     not even bothering with the pretence of browsing for flowers, menma simply walked right up to the counter.     “ so, i’m in need of that roses shipment, client can’t wait, sorry. ”     baby blues flickered from her towards the burly male beside him, an eyebrow arched upwards.     “ everything okay in here? ”     unable to mask the obvious suspicion to his voice. while the question was aimed at the blonde, menma never took his hardened gaze off of the male.

/ @kunoobi  ( ino )

[uchinaro]

@kunoobi​ ( for chouchou! )

      Their mission was to find the thieves, put a stop to their plot. Perhaps it was the enemy's vainglory, they instead came up to the two Chunin once they arrived at a grove. They were surrounded by them, and one of them had the nerve to cross them and say: "Do you two think you can take us on? Cute."

      A sigh leaves Sarada's lips, half-impressed at their pride, before her eyes open to reveal red pools. A small smirk tugs on the Uchiha's lips, as she reaches for the hilt of her katana, pulling it from the sheath. Already, the blade is infused with her lightning, dancing on the steel as she readies in stance, giving a brief look over her shoulder to meet her friend's gaze.

             "— Looks like they came to us, Chouchou. Let's show them."

[kyuubiheir]

lets her pat his head       SCREAMING INTERNALLY  @kunoobi

[shikkotsunin]

@kunoobi​ -- ;

She didn’t view criminals like him the same any more. For the past year or so, being under Morino Ibiki and Yamanaka Santa’s tutelage alongside her other endeavors had opened her eyes in myriad ways, not all of them good. Tsunade had taught her extensively about the human body and how to heal it, but it was under those two she was learning how about the mind and how to break it. In the ivory serpent did she look for breaks, for cracks in his hide he thought to be impregnable. Maybe it was a juvenile consideration, but after everything he’d done to Sasuke and to Team Taka she was seeing in a different light, she hadn’t take this assignment out of charity. Tsunade refused to see him, but to Sakura, she felt a vengeful need to exercise everything she was learning about psychological warfare. 

Maybe it was foolish of her, but regardless of what happened, who would look more guilty if it didn’t end well? A notorious mass-murderer and criminal, or a loyal kunoichi of the Leaf who had never left them reason to doubt? 

Rapping her knuckles softly on the door, her voice was carefully modulated to iron out any doubts of her intentions.

“Orochimaru-sama, are you awake? I’m here to conduct your medical exam.”

[uchinaro]

‘you like this, don’t you? i remember you saying that.’ - yodo @ kunoobi uwu

different ways to say ‘i love you’. ( accepting. )

             “— You remembered that?"

      When she invited her over for lunch, she didn't think presents were involved— but Yodo had always been a considerate friend. She almost immediately recognizes the packaging, as soon as she brought it out. One of her favorite black tea brands, that was only sold in Sunagakure. As a child, she'd always ask her mother for some after medical trips; so it felt nostalgic, in its own way.

      She traces the surface of the packet, before a smile surfaces onto her countenance. The girl is beyond grateful to the other, for bringing such a thoughtful souvenir for her. She made it a point to repay her, sometime.

             "I do. Thanks, Yodo." She says, standing up from her seat. "I think I'll make some, now. Do you want a cup?"

@kunoobi

[uchinaro]

@kunoobi ( for wasabi! )

             "— Honestly, you're pretty lucky you're in a team of girls."

      A sigh from the Uchiha's lips, before she takes a sip out of her teacup. It had been weeks since they were given their team assignments, and while in the end she had chosen to stick by Team 7— she would be lying if she said there weren't things to criticize. It was probably one of the many trials she'd have to face, in pursuit of her dream. For now, she'd live with it.

      There goes the hopes of being teamed with the likes of Wasabi and Chouchou.

             "Anyway," she lowers her cup, looking back at her friend. "how was your mission? You just returned, right?"