Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-34754862-20170915200706/@comment-25955740-20170921065925

Peeling the bark, it was easy and maybe, she had a bit of luck—Stepping in a spin, she flickered to the next tree. Like a potato, this was simple and quite easy and to each tree, she kept herself in a distance to easily be reached by her team; her bag almost half filled. Decaying, death wasn’t yet here for these beauties that use to grow so blissfully, nothing more than a withered shell of themselves, as a florist, it bothered her.. She just didn’t express it. And maybe. This is why she was simply peeling the trees with ease.. It was like the times in her library’s garden.. But.. At least her garden kept it’s beauty. Within her motioning dance, it seemed Sup Pung and Munashi kept closest to eachother, circling. She wasn’t the strongest, but her knowledge in shaving a plant and speed made her almost dance around Sup Pung more than she could her. Sadly, Munashi only had speed and smarts unlike Sup Pung and Hayato.

 Demons.. Demons .. She thought. She hadn’t want to see it, but it was all she could see.. Those pages still haunted her and the words, they caused this change inside of her.. But, she still felt so powerless and for something, she felt so scared. Terrified of it. This pending fact. As the more she thought, the more her guard dropped. Did her actions truly matter? Was what she was doing.. Did it affect anything?   “ Thank you. I— ” Ceasing in her words, her back tensed. Smacking across her rear, she felt a foreign touch of a hand that wasn’t the one she approved of—Remarking about her job of peeling, Sup Pung seemed to not think her gesture through. Turning her head to look upon her best friend, her purple hues were directed in lock to Sup Pung’s eyes as she expressed seriousness. She wasn’t being unfriendly, in fact, she was trying to protect something, as she parted her lips to speak to Sup Pung. “ .. I ask. You don’t do such again. I don’t like foreign touches outside of a hug. I apologize. ” She attempted to be as nice as possible, hoping her friend would understand this.. Maybe even make a remark to it. Ah. As Munashi getting too deep into something?   Around this time. Hayato had been explaining something. To something that Munashi made no mind to, but spoke soon after Sup Pung did. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">This is quite common when such things are involved. However, not on this scale. This is a blight. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She said and once again in tongues, leaving out details. And once she spoke, she felt something beneath her feet and pressed her palms into the tree to keep her balance.. The ground had shook and to that, Hayato said something about keep their guard up. To this moment, once the shaking calmed down; waiting after Sup pung used her technique. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Catch. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">” Munashi tossed her bag to Sup pung and moved between both of them, Hayato and Sup Pung. The moment she got close, Sup Pung poked her forehead and then her chest, the center of it and for a moment, she felt this tingle in her head and her collar area, causing  her right hand to press against her forehead and her left hand to wrap around her neck softly. Naturally, she could’ve asked what she just did, but that didn’t seem to matter, what mattered was their formation.. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Now. Considering herself the weakest, Munashi kept herself between Hayato and Sup pung, centered and lined to them, to that it seemed they were attempting to figure out where it came from. Scanning for less than a second around her, she paused for a moment and looked to the ground beneath her feet. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">... Nothing seemed to be disturbed.. Aside from us. So. Maybe. It came from the ground. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">” she suggested to them both. Now once she thought that, she would’ve been ready to move from this location if something like that was to happen, however, she was listening out to things beyond her.