Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25687356-20161128201711/@comment-25687356-20161129031340

Listen & Read

|RL|- Ranta could notice in the change of posture showing that he was excited to talk about himself and what he had to offer, the song also changed as well the mellow music rung through the apartment. As Naraku mentioned the Haze clone Jutsu, Body Flicker and Demonic illusion: Hell viewing. All really solid and useful Jutsu for many situations ahead. As he finished Ranta made a blank expression as he looked over to Naraku which would give him the illusion that Ranta was overall unimpressed or appalled that he was excited to have such shite techniques. But afterwards he threw his hand jokingly into the air and popped another piece of chocolate into his mouth. As he was chewing he pushed it to the left side of his cheek and spoke. “All interesting techniques, I’ve only heard of Demonic illusion and Body Flicker but it seems Haze clone has eluded my studies. Would you mind telling me how it works? If you do I can teach you a new cooler Jutsu in return.” The offer of more power would obviously deviate the boy into doing whatever Ranta said for the most part. Intelligent or not his kid like features shined through like a bad habit.

The boy would ask about everyone else and perfect timing because it had just hit a little bit past two o clock and the door had noticeably been knocked on which both of them could hear it. Ranta put down the half-eaten box of chocolates and stood to his feet, walking over to the door. He unlatched his three door locks and swung the door open. Revealing another little boy down in front of him. “Welcome in, make yourself at home. I’m Ranta your sensei.”   Ranta’s arm swung inside to point him in the right direction. The table had the large stack of sandwiches and drinks to boot but it was left untouched so far. Unless the new blood decided to attack at it finally. As they walked back into the living space Ranta grabbed three sandwiches from the PB&J pile and promptly sat his behind back on the couch. “Well that’s two of the three now gathered here.” Ranta said as he now munched onto his own sandwiches. Exchanging a bite and a sip of his drink over and over unless interrupted by conversation. - |RL|