Board Thread:Kirigakure General RP/@comment-27960448-20170808055750/@comment-27960448-20170808055929

'''NPC NPC NPC NPC |||| “Calm down, you’re thinking entirely too much. Let me tell you a story. I once knew a girl, back during the war when I was primed and young, who never wore a headband- similar to yourself I might add. I didn’t know where she was from or what she could do, what she was capable of or anything of the sort. I knew she had auburn-collored eyes. Eyes of fire. This I liked, and that was something I couldn’t deny. One day, I introduced her to my father, who was no doubt a soldier. The entire way walking to my home that day she would rant and rant until she finally told me her secret. Her father was a deserter from konohagakure, and it was something she couldn’t stop thinking about. She felt like she was betraying me if she didn’t tell me, and all that thinking, all of that anxiety, is what lead to her own discomfort and demise. And once she told me, once she stopped thinking, she was free. And now we’re married. You might not get the true message of that story, but don’t think so much and you might succeed. Now..” | He stopped his rant entirely, whooshing his hands forward in a broom-sweeping like motion gesturing for the boy to try once more. He stood tall, with his hands dancing along his hips and a very focused and pressuring gaze looming down at Enshin. Now, he HAD to perform, there was no alternative. Yuma pointed to the horizon, where a caution sign was stuck in the ground and standing rather tall and perfectly embedded into the ground. Yuma was gesturing for Enshin to find a way to knock it down and off of its highhorse by splitting the ground all the way up towards it. |||| NPC NPC NPC NPC'''