Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-27375402-20160415121643/@comment-27375402-20160423231633

A sigh of relief, the only response Ryouta had towards Yuki's greeting, deeming it a not so weird greeting which might've led the boy to leave, a voice then spoke with a tone of familiarity though the voice was not one Ryouta was quite familiar with, turning upon his heels, the first noticeable sight was the flak jacket usually worn only by Chuunin and Jounin. Though staring up towards the visage of the black haired boy whose features would reveal that they were approximately the same age, the child taps at his chin a few times, trying to decipher who the mysterious Chuunin-ranked or above shinobi this was. The only young Jounin that Ryouta could come up with was that of Keldran, tapping his foot against the floor repeatedly, hands placed atop his hip whilst staring down toward the floor no other names would come to mind and this continuously frustrated the child.

His mind returned to the reality of the situation at the soft sounds of gentle footsteps approaching the office, causing him to snap his head towards the door once more, an arched brow and inquisitorial expression riddling Ryouta's visage as he questioned the female's assortment of clothing. Choosing it best not to dwell on it 'less he waste time digging up answers where there may be none, the child signed his name on the allocated sheet of paper, the date and time of his arrival beside his name also. What followed promptly caught Ryouta's attention, his eyelid lowering and his demeanour softening from the usual beaming joyous atmosphere the child had exhumed with his endless soft smiling expression to a more of a sympathetic display.

Ryouta's mind wandered whilst mindlessly following their apparent guide, reminiscing over the harsh and gentle memories he shared with his loving family and his more or less acquaintances of Konohagakure. Swallowing the saliva caught in this throat and his hand clenching his chest as they came to a stop, his head uplifting to glimpse upon a room of children whose suffering was evident, save for the child Yuki had taken upon herself to approach, looking upon the remaining children, Ryouta wanted to approach them both, to make the new arrival feel welcomed and to squander the other child's anger and replace it with hope. Yet Ryouta believed his chances lied with the malnourished child, walking over to sit behind the child with his back pressed against the wall to the orphan's right hand side, the blonde child tapping at his lap playfully before speaking.

"Hey there, I'm Ryouta, nice to meet you"