Board Thread:Kōgakure General RP/@comment-28412345-20170501212013/@comment-28929139-20170501221031

After their spar and getting patched up, Tak parted ways with the boy named Shoka. She felt a bit foolish for one, not being more efficient with skills she did know and two, not getting to test out some other things like she intended to. Just as well. Instead, she spent a good portion of the night after that toying around with her tools and creations until she plum run out of chakra to do so. If nothing else, she had learned a thing or two and could at least debunk her evening as a productive one.

A good night's rest in the tree helped her to reset her thinking and improve her mood...a bit. Finding Grandma Shoka's ramen shop was easy enough, in fact, it was one of the busier places in the dining area of the village. Slowly, she wound her way inside, moving in and out of the chattering bodies until she found him sitting in an empty booth at the back. Tak looked flustered as usual but to show some semblance of friendliness, she held out her fist to bump. Despite the gauze bandage patched over her collarbone, she wasn't angry about the little injury she earned from him, she was more mad at herself for letting it happen. He was pretty slick though, and she humble enough to admit there was probably quite a bit she could learn from.

"Do I...need to buy anything?" She asked him while holding out a wad of coins, having more than enough to buy them both whatever they wanted, and as much as they wanted.