but, perhaps twenty minutes later there he is, a lean, black-clad figure that is definitely not beach-appropriate but does not seem especially bothered by the increase in temperature caused by the change to the simulation. when he spots her, he makes his way to her, red eyes taking in (whatever it is) she happens to be wearing without visible response.
he's sensing she's going to try and encourage him to Have Fun, and is already dour about it. ๏ผ
[ she'd expected a bit of a fight, to be honest, but she's not complaining about not having to twist his arm to get her there. she's dressed as she usually is โ some faded graphic tee of a band she's never heard of and her torn jeans. the only noticeable difference is her lack of shoes (sand? in her socks? no thanks) and the hint of a silver necklace peeking beneath her fraying collar.
he'll find her by the bonfire, evening in the simulation room just beginning to turn the air chilly. ]
Ta da!
[ she greets him with a freshly made s'more, sticky with chocolate and marshmallow, and just a general mess in her hand. but she brandishes it like some kind of priceless treasure. ]
they are absolutely at war in this moment, eyeing the 'treasure', as it were. but he does not yet move to take it — she may need to convince him on that count. ๏ผ
You roast the marshmallow, smoosh it between the graham cracker and chocolate, and let it do the rest.
[ see, she could convince him to take it with her words...
or she could hold it up to his mouth. see, the mess is happening either way; the only choice he has right now is exactly how much of it he wants on himself. ]
he does not move at first, as if incredulous at her audacity, but when she gets too close for his comfort he sort of... shimmers and is abruptly three feet away.
mess, it seems, is the better part of valour, because he does hold out his hand afterwards. ๏ผ
๏ผ smh, don't waste the food. he steps in a little nearer to her and bends, taking it gingerly from her hand.
it is
so messy.
this is the worst of all possible things. and he actually doesn't have a clue how to eat it, so he just sort of... eyes it warily as it continues to melt. ๏ผ
It is not defined as such in my world, but within the context of those who lack chakra, it would perhaps be judged as being so.
๏ผ itachi: can literally react to things faster than lightning. outrageous. ๏ผ
[ the s'more gets a second's worth of attention from clarice, and only because it's suddenly vacated her hand. somehow, the absence of it is what finally makes the stickiness in her hand intolerable, prompting her to distractedly wipe the melted chocolate along her jeans. ew. ]
Chakra... like life energy?
[ she had a foster mom who was super big into yoga and mindfulness and all that. ]
๏ผ he says that in faint surprise, eyebrows raised. no one else he has spoken to has recognized the term by name.
of course, this does not solve the dilemma of the ... magical, gooey chocolate mess in his hand.
ew is right.
for lack of anything else to do with it or anywhere better to put it he just
takes a bite.
it's good, don't get him wrong — but it is very rich, almost cloyingly so. it's certainly so momentarily overwhelming of the senses that he actually emotes, in the form of a faint wrinkle to the bridge of his nose.
his teeth stick together.
what a terrible food.
(but he's had worse-tasting things by far, which is why he's able to swallow it and quickly take the second bite to polish it off.)
in lieu of any nearby water source that's closer than the lull of the ocean — and even then, not trusting it actually exists — he simply flicks one hand in a seal too fast to track, and uses a minor water bullet jutsu so he can immediately wash his hands.
๏ผ no stranger to having others assume he is showing off, he blinks, and then looks down at his hands.
rude of him.
he gestures her forward while he (desperately) tries to get through the last few chews of the damn spongy coagulated marshmallow nonsense, and once he swallows — ๏ผ
Come here, cup your hands.
๏ผ get the residual Stick off. ๏ผ
And yes — elemental release is one of the applications in which chakra can be utilized.
๏ผ he makes the same gesture as before, which results in a splash of water being doled out into her waiting palms, and then he steps more fully back into his own substantive bubble of personal space. ๏ผ
It has a wide variety of applications. I use it primarily for fire elemental jutsu — that is to say techniques — and for other aspects of shinobi life such as the shunshin you saw, or standing on water or horizontally on walls. One can also use it to augment their strength, or heal others.
[ his not-so-subtle retreat isn't a surprise โ a small handful of nights sharing the same living space would hardly have them chummy after all, but it does still amuse her to find she's come across someone even more closed off than she's learned to be.
the wet hands get wiped along her jeans, too. denim, so multifunctional. ]
Sounds handy. Is that something unique to you? Or can anyone in your world do it?
There are very few truly 'unique' techniques in my world. While some may struggle to mold chakra that is not aligned to their own nature, that is more a matter of skill.
๏ผ which
is not actually an answer.
he's so good at this conversation thing, bless. ๐๐๐ ๏ผ
For as forthcoming and straightforward as you are, there's a hell of a lot more you aren't saying, huh.
[ which is โ FINE, tbh. nobody here owes anybody anything, so she just shrugs her shoulders and snatches a jumbo marshmallow from a nearby open bag. she's still in the middle of chewing on it when she speaks again. ]
This chakra that you use to do all these things. I'm guessing it's not infinite.
[ what? she's still gonna try asking even if she knows he probably won't answer. ]
๏ผ he tracks her hand as she goes for a marshmallow. he absolutely does not want to partake — the sticky sweetness of the previous treat is still heavy on his tongue. ๏ผ
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๏ผ what did you expect, clarice. ๏ผ
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you're fun
come to the simulation room please and thank you
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๏ผ he??? guesses???
clarice why.
but, perhaps twenty minutes later there he is, a lean, black-clad figure that is definitely not beach-appropriate but does not seem especially bothered by the increase in temperature caused by the change to the simulation. when he spots her, he makes his way to her, red eyes taking in (whatever it is) she happens to be wearing without visible response.
he's sensing she's going to try and encourage him to Have Fun, and is already dour about it. ๏ผ
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he'll find her by the bonfire, evening in the simulation room just beginning to turn the air chilly. ]
Ta da!
[ she greets him with a freshly made s'more, sticky with chocolate and marshmallow, and just a general mess in her hand. but she brandishes it like some kind of priceless treasure. ]
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one that fucking loves sweets
and one that fucking abhors mess.
they are absolutely at war in this moment, eyeing the 'treasure', as it were. but he does not yet move to take it — she may need to convince him on that count. ๏ผ
It is made over a campfire?
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[ see, she could convince him to take it with her words...
or she could hold it up to his mouth. see, the mess is happening either way; the only choice he has right now is exactly how much of it he wants on himself. ]
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he does not move at first, as if incredulous at her audacity, but when she gets too close for his comfort he sort of... shimmers and is abruptly three feet away.
mess, it seems, is the better part of valour, because he does hold out his hand afterwards. ๏ผ
I will try it.
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What just happened.
Did you just teleport?
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๏ผ it's one of his base abilities, as unselfconscious in its use as a shinobi can be about anything that requires such precise chakra control. ๏ผ
It is called shunshin. A 'body flicker'.
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the poor s'more is melting away in her dropped hand, forgotten. ] What was it then? Super-speed?
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it is
so messy.
this is the worst of all possible things. and he actually doesn't have a clue how to eat it, so he just sort of... eyes it warily as it continues to melt. ๏ผ
It is not defined as such in my world, but within the context of those who lack chakra, it would perhaps be judged as being so.
๏ผ itachi: can literally react to things faster than lightning. outrageous. ๏ผ
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Chakra... like life energy?
[ she had a foster mom who was super big into yoga and mindfulness and all that. ]
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๏ผ he says that in faint surprise, eyebrows raised. no one else he has spoken to has recognized the term by name.
of course, this does not solve the dilemma of the ... magical, gooey chocolate mess in his hand.
ew is right.
for lack of anything else to do with it or anywhere better to put it he just
takes a bite.
it's good, don't get him wrong — but it is very rich, almost cloyingly so. it's certainly so momentarily overwhelming of the senses that he actually emotes, in the form of a faint wrinkle to the bridge of his nose.
his teeth stick together.
what a terrible food.
(but he's had worse-tasting things by far, which is why he's able to swallow it and quickly take the second bite to polish it off.)
in lieu of any nearby water source that's closer than the lull of the ocean — and even then, not trusting it actually exists — he simply flicks one hand in a seal too fast to track, and uses a minor water bullet jutsu so he can immediately wash his hands.
fastidious thy name is. ๏ผ
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Also chakra?
[ wow where was that when she had her own chocolate dilemma? rude tbh. ]
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rude of him.
he gestures her forward while he (desperately) tries to get through the last few chews of the damn spongy coagulated marshmallow nonsense, and once he swallows — ๏ผ
Come here, cup your hands.
๏ผ get the residual Stick off. ๏ผ
And yes — elemental release is one of the applications in which chakra can be utilized.
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What else can you do with chakra?
[ lol how much time do you have clarice ]
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It has a wide variety of applications. I use it primarily for fire elemental jutsu — that is to say techniques — and for other aspects of shinobi life such as the shunshin you saw, or standing on water or horizontally on walls. One can also use it to augment their strength, or heal others.
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the wet hands get wiped along her jeans, too. denim, so multifunctional. ]
Sounds handy. Is that something unique to you? Or can anyone in your world do it?
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๏ผ which
is not actually an answer.
he's so good at this conversation thing, bless. ๐๐๐ ๏ผ
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For as forthcoming and straightforward as you are, there's a hell of a lot more you aren't saying, huh.
[ which is โ FINE, tbh. nobody here owes anybody anything, so she just shrugs her shoulders and snatches a jumbo marshmallow from a nearby open bag. she's still in the middle of chewing on it when she speaks again. ]
This chakra that you use to do all these things. I'm guessing it's not infinite.
[ what? she's still gonna try asking even if she knows he probably won't answer. ]
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Is anything?
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So what do you have to do to replenish it?
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๏ผ he woke up today and decided to cause problems on purpose. ๏ผ
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Fuck.
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You must not need to recover it very often.
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