Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25955740-20160417015710/@comment-25955740-20160418032601

Nier: Impaired by alcohol? Most definitely. To where her seat slide closer to Ded’s, she was practically on his lap at this point from being so close—Her head was moved to where it rested against his chest. Her cheek was placed gently against his collarbone as her side was resting into his torso as she leaned into him in comfort—Her eyes watching the skies that held fireworks, flames and many other beautiful things. Despite the amount that could be found in her system, she wasn’t incapacitated, far from it actually—Sadly, it impaired her reason of sense, as she allowed Seika whom was drunken beyond belief to wander alone. Maybe.. She just didn’t want to play therapist, desiring not to dip into depression or the damaged psyche of another, not on this day—For the sake of her ‘happiness’ and ‘wellbeing’. She wanted to be selfish and care about herself, but she found herself softly caring about the safety of Seika, if not villagers. Before she could find herself really losing herself to her impaired senses, she was going to make atleast one more safety check of being responsible for her ‘Onee-chan’—Lifting her head up from Ded’s shoulder, her hand moved away from her mouth as she reached over the table. Curling all her fingers besides that of her index, she pointed to the streets, with her hand angled upward towards the rooftops—Held to the darkness, the shadows, the shine of orange eyes lit from the darkness. It’s figure was masked, but it appeared small and in the size of a fully grown animal of some type. “Moushi-sama. Re-motion. Eight-four. Ninety degrees. Lavender. Onee-chan.” She said. Her voice was composed and every word she said was coded and held to an order, despite her addressing said person or figure as a higher ranking as her—Upon the completion of this order, the figure launched off the rooftop, revealing itself as an massive hawk, a beautiful bird with eyes that shined like the burning flames of a campfire or the will of fire that his village held so blessedly. Dancing from it’s spot, feathers fell—As her orders went through, Moushi was a figure that Seika knew only as a bird and knew this bird as Meiko. As par orders, the bird was simply told to locate Seika, stay out of sight and make sure she stayed safe, only interfere if Seika or a villager is in danger—Simply put, just find her and make sure she makes it home okay. Ideally, Moushi was a good idea for, as if he was sensed or seen, it’ll just appear as a massive bird with no special traits or qualities, basically just a bird having a casual fly. Placing her head back on Ded’s collar bone, she looked up to him as her hand cupped over her mouth again—Her Aqualit eyes staring to his eyes as she smiled behind her hand happily. “So.. I thought about it.. Would you like to see the fireworks... That are suppose to off at the Hokage office? I never got to see them, atleast I can’t remember.. Of course.. They are massive and can be seen perfectly from here.. but.. I.. Erm..” She paused, she wasn’t good at things like this—She didn’t want to say something silly and as blunt as ‘It’ll be special to me if we both got a front row view of the fireworks—Because I’m still a child’, which was her thought that she wasn’t going to say. “I think it’ll be better to see them as close as possible. So want to?” She continued to ask—Kinshi was impaired and Ded was still drinking, it wouldn’t be ideal for her father to see them like this, but that was farthest thing she could offer a fuck for. Upon him agreeing, she’d hop up and they’d make their way that way, through the massive crowd.