Board Thread:Konohagakure/@comment-34651819-20181110193339/@comment-28929139-20181110235008

After a night long stint at the hospital, Kai was finally sent to the recovery wing for a twelve hour monitor session. A few plain meals and one shower later, she was sent home with an order to just rest. No argument from her, Kai went to bed without protest or fanfare. Occasionally, she thought of her teammates and their sensei and how incredibly odd their dynamic was. Were they specifically chosen because of that or was it just a randomized selection and they were the lucky picks of the litter?

It didn't really matter anymore, the four of them would be stuck with each other for a good while. At least none of them hated each other and she rather liked that Itsuki girl. At some point, she did want to invite her over, and then maybe visit Shun and Reiko.

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In this particular neck of the woods, only three families lived here, with the main attraction being for whom he had been looking. The Sagara manor was situated near the southern gate, just two clicks West of the large stream that ran through that region, fringed by a large wooded patch. Not dissimilar to a compound, there was a staggered row of well-kept houses that belonged to different pockets of the clan and deviatated away from the two smaller clans. Five traditional homes in all, the center house was the largest and where only one other shinobi lived, but had perished in the previous war. Though, in the years to follow, two more would grow up to join the ranks. They were currently infants. The address that Tomomi was tracking, however, would lead him to the smallest of the five houses and possibly the most eyecatching.

Home to a single mother and her daughter, it was a small two story colonial style home with a large circular window in the front. The house itself was painted gray with dark and drawn windows, but was plushly lined with stocks of lavender flowers and pots of aloe vera, which made for a very aromatic entrance. On both sides of the grouted walking path were two large weeping willows that were adorned with windchimes that whispered musically with even the slightest breeze. However, the only thing offset were the large stacks of newspapers and bins filled to the brim with milk cartons, paper trash and tin cans that bordered the porch.

However Tomomi may have taken in all of this, it wasn't long before he'd spot Kai's little green eyes peering out at him from the splitting seam of off white curtains in the round window. No sooner had she discovered him was she gone from the window and shuffling to the foyer, the walnut-wooded front door would eventually open. Tomomi would be greeted by a strong library scent and then by Kai herself, in her signature yellow cloak, wearing large pink rubber gloves, a small green parrot sitting on top of her head  and looking at him with a wild-eyed expression. "Salutations, sensei. I....ahhmmm. What can we do for you?"