Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170814060148/@comment-25955740-20170815061117

Unique, she’d agree. Munashi was a rather interesting name, though, it’s meaning was quite depressing, based on view and opinion, wrote one way, it meant ‘ vain ’ and in another, it meant ‘ ignore ’—Vain came from the narcissistic opinion of her mother and her father’s vainglorious nature, and ignore came from their lack of affection and guardianship; also from Munashi nature to disregard things. Addressed as Godric, her ability to connect the dots between him and his father, the Hokage, were still quite impossible to her, though, she knew he was important, and that hardly seemed to matter. Happy, if that was the word, she found herself a bit more content when it came to this person, this certain boy, possibly it was the gesture at the beginning and the kindness ones that still followed, possibly, he proved to be someone she relate to a bit, as they seemed to somethings in common—She’d admit, she took to liking the boy, Godric for his nature, despite heavily fractured her arm. Naturally, most turned opinions at a person’s age difference, but Munashi couldn’t be bothered by such a trivial age, it simply made it easier sometimes. Though, for someone younger than her, he held himself quite wiser than her and undoubtedly had more experience in life than she did, he held more life and she only kept onto dead things, as those deceased things seemed to be all she had sometimes.   Beyond the beauty of the garden, the amazement ceased not—A lake lied in their waking path, the sun’s ray reflected from the surface of the still waters, like a mirror, these crystal waters mimicked the patterns of the sky, moving in gentle waves as the breeze passed, moving in ripples as a petal or leaf feel. It seemed, no, it felt so tranquil, no, harmonious. For a moment, she felt rather unweighted, by those edgy burdens and confused notions to her life, those things she couldn’t understand and the worries of the day, it almost slipped away; she almost forgot.. But. She heard a word that made something resurface and the cold hand, the cold, icy and barren hand of dismay and pain smacked against her heart. Love . That word made her want to both scoff and vomit, her way of describing love , was how her mother and father defined it for her, throwing her into an abyss and forced to kill other children around her age and above it—Establishing it a bit different, he had a distinguished verison of love compared to her family’s love. He spoke on kindness and understanding, which, her family completely lacked all form of comprehension of compassion, hell, she wished they never had been created, as her heart was that bitten, but she couldn’t hate the ones that made her. Focusing not on those problematic things, those troublesomes issues, she wanted to enjoy the small moment of calm and peace she could get, because at any moment, her luck was like a curse, everything could and would fade into nothingness, this was another reason why, she didn’t quite say anything about what he did or how much her arm hurt, because somewhere inside, she did enjoy this time, even beyond her hidden callous and dispassionate formed as a defense against the worst things that happened to her. She’d be quite silent, without a single doubt, she had contemplated on the words.

Ceasing within his steps, Munashi too. Beyond them, the lake simply called, invited them almost, it was rather surprising not to see another Fūma clanmate here, was it off limits or was the clan small.. Or.. Was everyone too busy? The moment she started to questioned this, she noticed Godric turn to her, offering his hand to her, a gesture she wasn’t going to attempt to understand, but she’d completely go with it—Assuming, they were going into the water.

Extending her right hand without the slightest hesitation, she grabbed the boy’s hand, ignoring every excruciating throb, ach and burn that screamed in anguish, where the bone of her arm felt that a single touch would shatter it, she cared not, simply, she cared not. His hand snapped in a grip almost like a rabbit trap did a fox’s ackle, attempting to keep it inaudible, she mewled, he held a firm grip, and even that grip, it was quite strong, a slow and steady crush too, why couldn’t she say anything? Well, she simply didn’t mind, she couldn’t find herself really minding, she’d admit, it really hurt, it was quite painful, but at the end, it was fine, ‘least, to her opinion. Trailing behind Godric, he simply with ease, stepped atop

of the surface of the water, something she hoped she could still do—Preparing herself, her body already started to utilize the loose chakra within her body and shifted it to the bottom of her feet. Her first step atop of the water, she almost fell through, catching herself in a hasty follow up step, saving herself and her embarrassment, she found her rhythm to walking on water again, if she kept focus, she could keep it up. “ I have a question.. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">” She spoke. It wasn’t a question she felt was proper to ask, but she was still curious and she wanted to fill the void that lack conversation, being a tiny bit open to the boy. “ <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">That language from earlier, may I ask.. What it was? <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">” She spoke, she implied that he didn’t have to answer and it was more of a personal question, one that she hoped wasn’t going to get her drowned or in trouble. Following him to the middle of the lake, the deepest part of it, he simply pointed to the surface, the still, motionless surface of the water, he thought it was cool.

<span style="font-weight:400;font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">“ <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Do.. Do you come out here often? <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">” She asked, she attempted to carry the conversation, she wasn’t good at it, but she was trying. Naturally, she didn’t like to ask questions, but questions were a way to understand, she supposed, atop of this, if she asked a question, it meant she was getting a bit more friendlier with each one, as these questions so far seemed personal. Tilting her head downward to the surface, the waters below her feet, for a moment, it appeared she was floating, walking on nothing and stood within the sky above them—She attempted not to focus on her own reflection, but, she couldn’t help but see something, something beyond her reflection or.. Was it within her reflection? Leading forward a bit, lowering her body a bit as well, she expressed a bit of bewilderment, had it truly been this long since she looked at herself? “ <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Huh.. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">” She expressed.