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Post by SATOpiracy on Feb 14, 2009 17:54:33 GMT -5
"YOU'RE A PIRATE!!"
"Now now fellas'... me and my friends over here, we're just looking for a ride, that's all, mmkay?"
"W--We won't do no sortov' tradin' with Pirates...!"
"Really now? I'm sure... this... might change your mind."
"Pirates? Pirates where? I dun' see no pirates. Hop aboard fellas', next stop, Konohagakure~!"
"Much obliged. Come on fellas'."
"Cap'n, was it really necessary to pay them that much? I mean, they're just fireworks salesmen. Not like they aren't gonna make a fortune during the festival." The light from the ripped tarp shined on Smithy's face. He was a strong looking man, with a built body and a nice tone. His hair was a golden blond, and smoothed back. The large scar over his eyebrow was highlighted by the sunlight.
"Was it necessary--? Well of course it was! Smithy, I've never seen you so jittery, what's got your ankles in soiled water, ey'?" He passed a nudge over to his faithful friend, giving him a reassuring wink. "Don't worry ya' young sea otter, we'll make our money back."
"You mean we'll steal it." From the other corner of the wagon, a large man with mahogany colored hair, and curls that spread a little past his shoulder line, looked up after fiddling with his quiver. Hawk, he was called, had a knack for stating the obvious.
"Right you are my friend, right you are! Now then, do we have anything else to worry about, Smithy? Or are we headed through clear water?" Satoshi spread his legs to the other side of the cramped wagon, crossing them on top of Bubba's lap, who was taking a quick nap from the long trip. Poor guy tired himself out.
"Aye aye Cap'n, clear water all the way." Smithy shot him a smirk, folding his arms behind his head as he did the same as the captain, using Bubba's large lap as a footrest.
"That's the Smithy I know! Now come on, let's all get some shut-eye like Bubba here before the festival. We'll need all the rest we can get." Satoshi tipped his head, as if there was an invisible hat to cover the light.
"I don't know about you, but I plan on getting plenty of rest with the Konoha women..." Doc spoke up, tipping his head down in the same fashion as Satoshi. There was a pause of silence, then the pirate gang bursted into laughter, slapping backs and stomping feet.
FFFFFWWWHHEEEMMMM~!!!!
BOOOOOM~!!!!!
"Ah, would you look at that? We're a little late for the party, but by the looks of it, it's just begun." Satoshi hopped out of the wagon with the rest of his crew. The merchants were busy setting up their stand, already making plenty of money as couples and kids ran off carrying fireworks of all sizes. Satoshi's fingers slipped past the back's of several Konohagakure civilians, counting the yen as he walked.
"Aye, cap'n, where do you suppose we'll start?" Smithy jogged up to Satoshi, with Bubba and Doc following close behind. Hawk was already flirting with several women at the same time, getting slapped across the face before running back to catch up with the gang.
"These leaf women are the same as those sand women... their fingers are so soft though..." Hawk wrapped an arm around Doc's shoulder, as they shouted to the heavens with laughter. Bubba had pulled a piece of bread off a cart, and was happily munching away.
"It's a party, fellas, enjoy yourselves! Just don't get in too much trouble. I happen to like Konoha, and I'd like to be able to come back one of these days. Besides, the festival isn't here every day, ya' know." Satoshi waved his crew goodbye, swiping an apple and rolling it along his wrist and around his shoulder, into his other hand before taking a bite. The crew was already off, headed for the closest bar.
"Ah... Konohagakure..." Satoshi sat on a barrel, watching the crowds pass by, and took a bite of the juicy apple during each explosive sound and display of the fireworks. It was the middle of the afternoon, and they were already launching fireworks above the busy streets. Men carrying sticks and a dragon costume gracefully scattered through the street, and several performers were swallowing fire or swords, or flaming swords.
This is just what the crew, and Konoha needed. A massive parade of explosive joy. Now just where was that treasure again?
OOC: This is open to all Konoha ninja, or any ninja that has passed through the gate and is not part of Konohagakure. This thread will be considered a private thread after two other people post in it, then we three will follow the same posting routine. This thread is now a private thread, between the three people below.
SLOTS AND ORDER:
1 - Itō Satoshi - Steady Eddy
2 - Yamanaka Inoue - Kanna
3 - Hoshikuzu Ryūza - Nim
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Inoue
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Post by Inoue on Feb 15, 2009 22:32:30 GMT -5
"Inoue."
"Hai, Ojii-san?"
"You are attending the festival, correct?"
Inoue was kneeling before her grandfather and the table in front of him, her hands occupied in holding the oriental style tea pot delicately; one hand holding the wicker handle on top of the teapot while the other held a rag in her hand balancing the bottom as she slowly poured the contents into a small cup. After so many years of practice of serving tea properly for her grandfather, it was almost an art when witnessing her gracefulness.
"Hai," she responded respectfully, gently placing the porcelain pot back on the wooden tray and folding her hands, one over the other, in her lap. "Are you coming as well?"
"No, I'm afraid I have to stay within the clan compound and discuss some important matters with the elders." He spoke as he took the warm cup within his hands and took it to his lips, where he gently blew on the surface of the tea, "The reason I asked was because... I have something for you." He said before taking a small sip.
Inoue's expression changed to slight surprise as she blinked upon hearing his comment. "O-oh. Ojii-san, you didn't have to buy me any-"
"No, no. I wanted to." He interrupted, bringing the cup from his lips and placing it back upon the polished mahogany table before looking to his granddaughter. The years shown on his face and in his stern eyes; he had been a great shinobi before he retired and was highly revered in the clan to be one of the best. His experiences had made him the old-fashioned and hard person he was to this day. But although he was stern, he was kind, in his own way.
"Juni! Please bring in Inoue's gift." He commanded to the servant he had hired to help with the house cleaning, since his wife had passed on, and Inoue was busy with her kunoichi duties.
Within a few seconds, the petite brunette woman appeared through the doorway, holding a fairly large, white clothing box, tied with a light pink ribbon with beautiful cherry blossoms pinned to it. Juni handed the box to Inoue before bowing respectfully and leaving to return to her duties.
The blonde looked to the box, then to her grandfather, who nodded for her to open it. Looking back to the gift in her lap, she removed the blossom pin and placed it to the side before untying the ribbon and removing the lid. She gasped at the contents, gently stroking the silk material.
"After all, when attending a festival, a young lady must present herself respectfully."
The festival was as beautiful as ever; especially the fireworks. And there was a nice cooling breeze to add the lovely day. Everyone was out and around, having fun with friends and family, playing games and eating. A relaxing event for shinobi and civilians alike. And apparently, pirates.
Inoue walked through the crowd, her hair up and pinned with the same blossoms that had accompanied her gift, which she wore on her; a beautiful silk pink and white kimono of traditional style with flowers decorating it. It was slightly embarrassing for her to wear such an item to this event, since she would have preferred her normal style of clothing. But, it was a gift from her grandfather and being as old-fashioned as he was, he probably wouldn't have let her leave without it on today.
Though, it did seem as if there were a lot of women wearing traditional kimonos today. Oh, well. It couldn't be helped.
Inoue stopped on the side of the crowd and turned her attention to the sky, where the fireworks were going off. They were her favorite part of the festival.
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Post by Hoshikuzu Ryuuza on Feb 16, 2009 6:46:47 GMT -5
Hours later, amidst the fireworks, one single person was enjoying them the most. This person, however, should not have the luxury of enjoying fireworks, as she was a dangerous criminal.
Ryūza had not been gone long, less than a year since her last appearance in Hidden Leaf. She had come back solely for this festival, and mostly for the fireworks display. She had not been found because for the past half hour since she had made the decision to return, she had been hovering above the village, dangerously close to the invisible shield which would have given her location away.
Her mind was not on infiltration or revenge. It was on her mother, recollection of the woman taking Ryūza and her older sister to see the fireworks at festivals just like this.
Her bat-like wings beat, drawing her closer to the aerial display. Only now was Ryūza visible, a select few able to see her form silhouetted against one of the fireworks. She turned her head, and looked straight at Satoshi, as if by chance. Hearing the next firework go off, she turned her head back to what originally had her attention, and started to fly closer.
In the air, a firework exploded. The a number of onlookers shouted, pointed, a good many of them noticing something peculiar about the firework. As the stars from the firework rained down, they hit an object in the sky. That object, a person to those who looked hard enough, let the starts rain down on it.
Ryūza was having a wonderful time, closer to the fireworks than anyone could get. She ignored a few shouts that came her way, from people who could only barely see her in the sky. The next fireworks came up, and she eagerly awaited, instead of getting out of the way.
The next firework was quick, and multiple were fired, which made for a greater chance she would be hit. As the first whizzed by her, Ryūza flew back, recognizing the danger. Unfortunately, she flew back into another firework. Those keeping their eye on her saw the explosion on her wing, and followed her down. Those watching the display saw only them, and a flaming object heading straight for the ground.
Her wing and arm damaged, Ryūza clutched her shoulder as she dropped out of the night sky. Her other wing did not keep her airborne, and merely made her descent turn into a spiraling nosedive. The onlookers gasped, knowing she was doomed to a tragic end. Seconds before Ryūza hit the ground, however, the fire went out. Unable to see her due to how low she was and the lack of stars that low in the sky, several people held their breath for a thump they could not possible hear over the fireworks.
A select few, like Inoue, were treated to a winged figure soaring over them. Ryūza had repaired her wing in time, and managed to fly out of the nosedive. Unfortunately, with the momentum she gained, she could not stop, only do her best to steer. Weaving in and out of the crowd, she harmlessly clipped one man with her wing and narrowly avoided Inoue, before flying straight into Satoshi, who would either catch her or jump out of the way and let her crash land somewhere behind him.
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Post by Mr. Blue Sky on Feb 17, 2009 17:18:54 GMT -5
Festivals.
Boo.
Boo!!
Tai hated festivals. It was crowded, people were constantly bumping into you, it was hot, and he always stood out due to his weird style of dress. Not that he cared about standing out, but hoodlums generally saw his sky blue sweater as a sign of weakness, so they'd try to pick on him. It was just ridiculous. However, the worst part of a festival would have had to be the fireworks display.
"Fi-re-works." he muttered, pronouncing each syllable specifically as he looked towards the sky. Air and fire did not mix. Why would they put fire into the sky? It was just creepy and wrong, he felt. Why were they setting the sky ablaze?
Looking at the street ahead of him, he groaned. There were sooo many people! He knew that his usual place of residence would be jam-packed with random tourists, so the rooftops were likely to be the only calm place. Finding a sturdy string of paper lanterns, he began hoisting himself up, ignoring the jeers and cries of the crowd below.
What he couldn't ignore, however, was the flaming whatever-it-was that almost tore right through him.
With a cry, he let go of the string and fell to the ground, landing directly on his head.
"Owww~!!!!!" he cried, rubbing his head and feeling his eyes well up with tears.
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Post by SATOpiracy on Feb 17, 2009 21:58:46 GMT -5
"Nope, nope, noooope, not here... not over there... no-- maybe... no wait, no." Satoshi scratched his head, setting down the chair next to him. If I was a hidden treasure containing unbelievable riches, where would I be? He pondered for a moment, then slapped his forehead as he took a seat. Duh, of course it would be the last place I'd look... why else would I keep looking? Sighing, Satoshi drug his feet out of the treasure-less building, but immediately walked backwards into it again.
His eyes trailed to the left, as he peered up and down a door. How come he didn't notice that door before? Maybe this was the last place he would look... or not. His fingers wrapped around the knob, and pulled the door open. What he found in front of him, was a treasure of a different kind. "... Well hello there..." He stepped into the changing room, and the half-naked women gawked at him. There were two seconds of silence, before there was much screaming, and hurried footsteps.
Satoshi leapt out the window, or well, he was slapped out of it, multiple times. He grabbed onto a paper balloon, saving himself from a painful fall, and held on for dear life as it slid down the wire, knocking the other balloons off. He finally let go, landing on top of a kiosk with a crouch, then stood up straight, wiped the sweat off his brow, and moved his foot out of a bowl of rice. Just like the naked women from before, everyone gawked at him.
It was dark now, and Satoshi had given up on the idea of treasure. The idea of it was silly now. Secret treasure hidden in the underground of Konohagakure... what a stupid idea. Oh, who was he kidding, he still believed it, and he wouldn't stop until he found it. That's when, he saw her. Or well, them. Not far along the street, he had the perfect view of the most beautiful young woman he had ever seen. She was dressed in a stunning pink Kimono, and had blossom pins in her light blond hair.
She was absolutely gorgeous, but, sadly, like most beautiful women, she was too young for him. He was at the end of his youth, slipping into the age of true manhood. She was probably twenty, at the most. A pretty little thing, who looked so helpless, yet carried herself with a strong spirit. She would have made a wonderful addition to his crew, if it wasn't bad luck to have women aboard your ship.
The second sight, only lasted a second, where the kimono wearing kunoichi would be there to look at for the rest of the night, hopefully. Putting her beauty aside, the second figure was, by the looks of it, closer to Satoshi's type. Mysterious, strong, and had a very centered soul. Of course, it would take more than a second to figure these things out, but that sudden flash of light, revealing those red eyes of hers, and her purple hair, they were enough to tell Satoshi that this woman was a mystery, to everyone she would meet. Kinda like him.
The main throw off of this sudden flash of appearance, was the fact that she was flying. It wasn't ordinary to stroll along the street, and see flying people look at you, then give them a wave. No, it was weird. Really weird, and, well, mysterious. While he didn't find his treasure, he found a new object to investigate. This flying woman was something else, and that was obvious. That second felt like hours to him, and it made him wonder why she would pick him, of all people, to look at. He couldn't deny that he was devilishly handsome, and he was the leading man of this stage and story called life, but, maybe it was all just a coincidence. It took the sound of a crying kid to snap him out of his trance, and divert his attention to a young boy, who looked like he was having a horrible time.
He leapt down from the crate of fireworks he was standing on, and snatched a lollipop from a kiosk along the way. Kneeling down, he placed the lollipop into the kid's hand, and patted him on the head. He was probably too old for the head patting, but what kind of kid didn't like candy? "Hey, you okay?" He always had that big brother presence, whither it was intentional or not.
He would have spent more time talking with the kid, if he hadn't noticed a group of people point towards the sky. He looked up, and there he saw it, the flying woman, clutching her arm in a skydive towards the ground. There was nothing he could do, except run through the crowd while watching her fall, and looking for some alley-way that would take him underneath her. Then, however, she corrected her course, and pulled up, sweeping through the crowd.
She had passed the woman he noted earlier, and was flying straight for him. There was only two things he could do. Jump out of the way, and let her smack into whatever was behind him, and probably break a few bones, or catch her, probably breaking a few of his bones from the knock back. I picked the perfect time to be a gentleman... He held out his arms, and grabbed at the speeding woman, wrapping his arms around her. Though, since her speed was so intense, it caused him to be knocked back through the street.
With his back skidding along the ground, Satoshi kept his arms around the woman, refusing to let her be harmed. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he was the reason for harming a woman. Unless they tried to claim his life, then he'd have no problem hurting them, but this woman did nothing wrong, except crash directly into him, but that wasn't her fault, was it?
With a dirty and possibly broken back, Satoshi gave off a stupid smirk, laughing on the inside about how strange this situation was. A flying woman crashes into him, of all people, after looking at him not too long before nearly nosediving into the ground. "Now this is my kind of rain... you okay, miss?" He let his arms spread down onto the ground, no longer holding her to his chest.
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Inoue
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Post by Inoue on Feb 18, 2009 21:06:46 GMT -5
The firework display was absolutely beautiful against the dark night, though it was a shame they made it so the stars weren't visible because of the smoke and exploding colors. There were nights Inoue would sit beneath of the sakura trees in the compound and gaze at the stars during the night time, a few times finding a shooting star or two. It was her favorite way to relax, besides playing the violin and reading a classic novel. Archery was okay, but her grandfather mostly forced her into that because it was traditional. Sometimes she did wonder what it would be like if he wasn't so traditional and a bit more laid back. Suddenly imagining her grandfather in loud shorts and a button-up shirt with sunglasses made her giggle slightly. There was no way.
As her honey gaze looked up to the colorful display, she placed her hands behind her and gently leaned against the building she was standing in front of. She was growing tired from the long day, but didn't want to sit on the ground and ruin the beautiful and, most likely, expensive kimono she had received as a gift.
Her grandfather confused her sometimes. He was stern and sometimes ill-tempered, but very wise in his old age. But though he never wanted anything to do with her before, he was kind, in his own way, and gave expensive gifts to her regularly. She didn't mind the gifts, though they were a bit too exquisite for her tastes. Though, he viewed them as a way to make up for the years lost by his stubbornness. She tried to tell him that he didn't need to buy those things, but he wouldn't hear it. She closed her eyes and sighed.
By the time she opened her eyes once again and looked up, she found a violet-haired flying woman heading for a nose-dive and just missing her. Inoue's lips parted as she stood straight and followed the woman's path with her eyes, hearing a crash not too long after. Deciding that the woman may be injured, she ran, as fast as she could in the kimono, toward the sound of the crash, past whispering bystanders and a boy who was crying.
Arriving at the scene after the man had put his hands down to the ground, she looked to both of them with a concerned expression: "Are you both alright?"
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Post by Hoshikuzu Ryuuza on Feb 19, 2009 13:56:03 GMT -5
It took her a moment to recover. Ryūza was safe, uninjured, held snug in the man's grip. She had frozen up, bracing for impact. When it came, it was not nearly as intense as she figured it would be. Slowly, one eye opened. Her vision blurry, she decided to open the other so she could figure out what was going on.
Then she screamed.
"N-ahhh!"
Ryūza shoved Satoshi away, likely only causing him to fall back since he was already sitting. She whimpered immediately after, and clutched her arm. A bruise, something she could not heal, as opposed to cuts or broken bones.
She scrambled to her feet, and upon hearing a feminine voice, shot her head in that direction. She didn't answer Satoshi, or Inoue, but instead ran to the latter and hid behind her, making sure Inoue was between Ryūza and the male she was apparently afraid of.
Then she noticed the crowd. Or, more importantly, the men in the crowd. Having just went through a near-death ordeal, Ryūza was in no mood to fight, so instead she would hide. She swiftly hid her face against the back of Inoue's shoulder, and whimpered.
"Th-the men... make them go away!"
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Post by SATOpiracy on Feb 28, 2009 1:34:38 GMT -5
Flying women falling from the sky... this just may be my day... she dun' look like no angel though... Satoshi sat up slightly, holding himself up with his arms pressed behind him, gritting at the pain surging from his back. Doc always told him that pain was a sign of the body working at it's fullest. Spoken like a true Onoda, and it always pushed Satoshi to push beyond his limits and boundaries, but not in a reckless and stupid fashion. That'd just be reckless, and well, stupid.
He was just about to ask again, and even lay a gentle hand on the stiff woman to ease her fear, when she screamed. That was after the woman he was looking at earlier run up to them and expressed her concern. He didn't know which one she was more concerned about, but hell, did that really matter? He had a possible angel laying on top of him, and a wingless angel standing next to him. Back to the scream though, Satoshi gave off his usual dull look, and wiped it away with a false smile, to attempt to calm her down.
Not that that ever works though, now does it? Satoshi was shoved, hard, back to the ground, smacking his head and back onto the tough dirt. This was why he was more of a sea man. Land was always hard, while the ocean was always a comfort. Even to be thrown into by a murderous crew of pirates, throwing bottles and blades at you for missing out on your debts, or just by looking at you funny.
With another moan of pain, and more teeth gritting, Satoshi griped and tried to reach for his back, which bent his shoulders, sending more pain through his back. Screw the body's limits. This shit hurts. The winged woman apparently leapt off of him gracefully as he cringed in pain, hiding behind the wingless angel. This wasn't heaven, he was sure of it. He was well alive, and all chances of free sake and women were out of the question. Oh if his crew could see him now, with a broken back and a woman hiding from him. He'd never hear the end of it.
"Sweet mother of all lass'... my baaaaack..." Satoshi cringed again, feeling a sharp tingle race down his spine. The flying woman apparently had something against men, which she made very clear after flipping out and hiding behind another woman, pleading to make the other men leave. "Yee... ya' know... it'd be nice if you... ya' know... thanked me for I 'unno... probably saving your life..." It wasn't that Satoshi wasn't grateful for having a woman collide into him and busting his back. Oh no. There were nights that he had prayed to the God's to have this day arrive. Just, he felt a little torn when the woman of his possible dreams immediately left him for another woman.
"Daaaaammmnnnn iiiittttt.... where's Doc when ya' need him... yyyeeeuuuuggghhh...."
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Inoue
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Post by Inoue on Mar 1, 2009 19:25:01 GMT -5
Stiffening slightly as the young woman ran behind her and hid in her shoulder from the men, Inoue blinked at the situation. It wasn't every day that someone randomly fell from the sky, though it was probably due to the fireworks going off. She looked down to the man that had been the brace for the girl's fall, noting that he was in bad shape, then looking to the bystanders that were staring at the three.
o___o;
"E-eeto... m-move along! There's nothing to see here! G'on!" She commanded to the people, ushering her hands for them to move on so the woman wouldn't be so frightened and she could treat the man in peace. Most of them mumbled, but scattered as she said to, most likely to get a better view of the firework display.
She turned her attention to the woman hiding behind her with a warm smile: "It's okay. Most of them are gone. I just need to treat this one." She said, then turned her head toward the man and knelt down beside him. Usually, it would be better if she had a medical team to move him to a hospital room and help treat his back, but most of them had the night off and she didn't have means of contacting them without leaving the scene, which would be bad to leave him like that. She had to do this one as is.
"Does it feel broken?" She asked him. From the way he was yelling, it could be broken or fractured, but depending on his answer would determine how she was going to flip him so she could heal it without injuring it further.
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Post by Hoshikuzu Ryuuza on Mar 2, 2009 4:35:03 GMT -5
Ryūza Gave Inoue a pained look as she moved away. Her hands reached out for the woman, but drew back to her chest once Inoue had gone a few steps further. The demon-looking girl looked around, clearly nervous and likely frightened as well.
"Nn... sorry."
Busy looking at the men nearest to her, ready to flee or fight back if one attacked her, Ryūza barely registered that she had just responded to the man she had hit. When she did, she was startled. She had no reason to apologize to that man. After all, he and all the other men were evil. In fact, it would have been good if the accident left him dead.
Someone approached her. Ryūza turned around and started stepping back, startled at the intrusion into her personal space, her eyes wild and full of fright. It was just a kid, a little boy with a balloon. A future man. Ryūza bumped into Inoue, lightly, but she turned all the same and uttered an apology.
"S-sorry... I'm not good with crowds."
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Post by SATOpiracy on Mar 2, 2009 15:07:39 GMT -5
"I... I don't know..." Attempting to feel around his back without breaking into tears or screaming in pain, Satoshi tries to do a simple sit-up. Consider this attempt an epic failure. A groan here, a groan there, and a tear trickling down his face. No! He wasn't going to cry! Get back into that eye you motherfucker! And so it did. That poor tear crawled right back up his cheek, and fled to the safety of his dry eyes. There was a time and place for spilling the ocean's grace, but this time was not now. He was in the presence of ladies, and for all he knew, his crew could be watching him. Then again, he couldn't hear any laughter.
"Hol... hold on..." He suck it up. It being air. Lots of it too, and sat up. A sickening crackle escaped from his back, and two tears sprinted down his cheeks. With a swift hand, he wiped them away, and gave off a false smile. "I'm fiiiiiine~" He was lying to himself, and everyone around, and it was painfully obvious. Painfully, because well, it hurt like a bitch. "Seeeeee~?" Screw lying. Lying only worked if he could run afterwords. Right now, he couldn't. "Who am I kidding... DOOOOOOOOOOOOOC~!!!! GET YOUR DRUNK ASS OVER HEEEEEEEEEEEEERE~!!!!!!!" He laid back down, or more like fell down. Sure it hurt, but hey, he's already cried about it once, or twice, why cry over it again?
It was obvious that Doc couldn't help him. He was probably too drunk to even see his own hands. "Oi... you should check on her first." He pointed up at the winged woman. "I don't want her falling over from a delayed heart attack, or having something broken while we worry about my back." Trying his best to fight back the pain in his back, his words were half truth. While he did want the woman to be checked on, he didn't want to have to wait an hour because of it. She could have died, and well, he felt obligated to make sure she was safe.
"It's just a broken back. Not like I'm dying or anythiiiing~"
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Inoue
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Post by Inoue on Mar 5, 2009 10:46:25 GMT -5
Fine. Riiiight.
"Still, it needs to be treated." She smiled slightly, not believing him for a minute. It was broken, which meant she had to be very delicate when moving him so the bones wouldn't break further. Too bad physical brute strength wasn't one of Inoue's strong points. Chōja would be able to flip him no problem. Too bad she had no idea where he was. This was going to be difficult...
She felt the woman gently bump into her and glanced up to her. "No worries." She said with a friendly smile. It seemed the woman really wasn't that good in crowds. Hm. "If you like, you can kneel behind me and watch as I heal his back. Afterward, we can leave the crowded area and go to a restaurant or the bathhouse," she suggested before looking back to the man in pain before her.
"I need to get to your back to heal it, which means I need to flip you on your stomach... If I help you and brace your back, do you think you can roll on you stomach?" She began rolling up her sleeves.
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Post by Zetsu Rin on Mar 6, 2009 8:32:16 GMT -5
Ryūza pouted, and the wings on her head went back, as if like a dog's ears when it was agitated. She knelt down behind Inoue as she was told, and peeked past her shoulder at Satoshi.
The man was hurt. She shouldn't care, but she did. She had the means to heal him, her phenomenal healing chakra could temporarily fuse his bones back together to make Inoue's healing easier. However, she was too timid at the moment to suggest it.
Instead, she continued to cower behind Inoue, clinging to the back of her shirt. She stopped looking at the man, and once again buried her head into the back of Inoue's shoulder. It was only temporary, however, for as soon as Onie leaned forward she would see him again.
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Post by SATOpiracy on Mar 7, 2009 1:02:32 GMT -5
"Aye... aye... I can manage." He looked over towards Ryūza, then back at Inoue. "You sure she'll be okay?" He motioned his chin towards Ryūza, who was nuzzling against Inoue's back. It was painfully obvious that she didn't care about him, and to be honest, he was okay with that. He's felt the sting of rejection before, and hell, it wasn't like he even flirted with her. Though, there was probably a few one liners somewhere earlier, but that was in the past.
He was about to pose a question, when he heard the bellowing of a pissed off sailor. Sailors have dirty mouths, yes, but just imagine them when they are pissed off. That was Satoshi's crew alright, and surprisingly, he couldn't smell any sake in the area, which wasn't all that good of news. "Eeeiiiiaaaa~! Cap'n?! What the hell happen to you, eh? Eh?" He could tell it was Doc, talking in his frustrated tone. He always seemed to talk in a higher pitch when he was frustrated.
"Cap'n! You okay?!" Smithy, that was obvious. His startled cry could be interpreted with ease. Satoshi shifted his head a little, and managed to get a good look at his crew. Bubba had a rice bun in hand, while Hawk had the hand of woman in his. Doc was bent over, checking on Satoshi from afar, while Smithy began to slowly look up towards Inoue and Ryūza.
"... Well hello, ladies!" Hawk moved with a cat's grace, kneeling at the side of Inoue in an instant, departing with the woman before to attempt to fish in a bigger catch. His hand would gently snatch Inoue's in his and bring it up to his lips. Hawk had the gentleman act down, but when it came to commitment, Hawk was as reliable as Bob back on the ship.
"'Ows 'ey look, Doc?" Bubba stood over Doc like the giant he was. He towered over all of them, not only because of his weight, but his height nearly countered his already large size. "'Ey gonna be 'aight?"
"Aye, aye, it's just a broken back, he'll be fine." Doc waved his hand in dismiss towards Bubba. It wasn't like him to shoo anybody, but Bubba always did worry about, well, everything, and the last thing they all wanted was a large man about to burst into tears. No one could support that big lug. "Oh, pardon my rudeness--"
"No, pardon MY rudeness." Sato's expression had distaste all over it. He shifted a finger towards each one of them, giving them a glare. "Get out of here, before I decide not to pay for the sake."
"Fine then~" Hawk let go of Inoue's hand, and motioned towards Bubba and Doc. "Let's go find a bar where we won't be thrown out of." And so they left, shuffling about with their sea legs. Smithy, however, stayed, leaning up against a crate of fireworks.
"I'm sorry about them. My crew can be a bit of a hassle." He looked over at Smithy, who gave off a shrug, then looked up at the night sky. Sato looked back over to Inoue, then Ryūza. "So, how do we do this?"
"And how can I be of help?" Smithy rose a hand, gazing at the two women with his calmed blue eyes.
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Inoue
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Post by Inoue on Mar 9, 2009 20:02:47 GMT -5
Inoue looked back to the woman as the man on the ground posed the question, to which Inoue gave a friendly smirk as she nodded. "Mmhm. I'll beat up any guy who tries something on her," she commented warmly with a wink back to the woman before turning back to the man and leaning over to get ready to brace his back. And, out of nowhere, came the voices of rough-sounding men.
Inoue looked up with a blink to the approaching crew of people, calling the man before her "Cap'n". A captain? Was he an ANBU or oinin captain of this squad? Though, they talked to differently to be from around Konoha. Maybe a visiting village? Inoue's thoughts were interrupted by a man sliding next to her and taking her hand, kissing it. She blushed.
"E-eeto..."
Who were these guys? As the Captain bid them to leave, the man let go of her hand and Inoue looked curiously to the rest of the crew as they left, though one had stayed behind. As the one on the ground spoke, Inoue shook her head lightly; "That's okay," she giggled softly, then looked up to the other one as he offered his help.
"Are you able to lift him and lay him down on his stomach? I'm a medical kunoichi and am able to heal his back, though it could take a little while." She asked with a gentle tone.
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