Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28929139-20170820053702/@comment-25955740-20170823045147

Tilting her head, confusion pressed to her face; such a language, she didn’t understand. For a moment, she looked much like a lost puppy, their owner must’ve said a confusing order with a contrast in their body language, in this case, she just didn’t quite understand Sup Pung’s usage in language. Nonetheless, once asked if she missed the land of sound, her expression became a bit saddened, before a smile curled, hastefully hiding the burden of that question. “ Haha. No. I miss such a place not. It’s what I would call.. The bane of my existence. But I cannot hate those that made me. ” Tender, she said; it hurt her to speak about such.. But. She asked a question.. And got an honest answer, so why not give an honest answer back? Naturally, she would’ve expressed anger, would’ve snapped to such a personal question, but, she reacted the opposite; friendly and charming: honey and sugar. She.. She had to become a better person than she was yesterday! She promised! Giggling a bit, she played off the pain of that question, and she remembered not those painful moments. “ Though! I can sing and dance. If that.. Answer anything. ” She added.   Trailing behind Sup Pung, she joined her on the porch, finding her seat in one of the two chairs. “Take your time!” She said. Such a nice person, an interesting one too! Her language was quite weird and quite hard to understand, the meanings behind the word in a literal sense made almost no sense when used in such the ways she used them—Maybe, she happened to be too use to Moushi’s speech patterns. It also seemed she got a new nickname as well! Wait.. She.. She also said something really nice.. It was weird. But. She said, Munashi made her feel special, she almost didn’t understand that.. Did Sup Pung suffer from loneliness? Did she not have family nor friends? Well.. She did change from another country, so maybe.. She just haven’t found the chance..? Dwelling not on such a question, it appeared within the same instance Sup pung left, she came back with two cups and an entire pot of this dark liquid, was that coffee? Attempting to make friends, change her ways and be a bit more open.. It didn’t seem that hard.. ‘Least, not with Sup Pung.   What’s a shitball ? She asked herself. “ I’m glad to hear that. My.. My experience has been a bit.. Different, but it’s getting better! ” She said, swiftly to make sure it slide over and would be glossed over. Extending her hands, she’ll grab the cup, the mug offered to her; it was warm and steamy. “ I. I haven’t had coffee before. ” She said in a murmur, a bit embarrassed to say such; it was truth. Moushi kept her in a weird diet, his drinks and food only, but he seemed to be a bit more considering with time.. Trusting her judgement with no words.. Meaning. No harsh honesty. A little more conversation kept going, she wasn’t good at this, but it seemed really straight forward, she didn’t question it, she simply answered! She didn’t over think it, not once. “ <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Oh. I don’t remember how long I’ve been here… But. It was once a bit unbearable by means of people; I got bullied alot and sometimes still do. Though! As of recently! Things have been quite better. <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She said. Taking a gulp of her coffee, but she made a silly mistake; timid and nervous. Burning her mouth, it was like drinking lava! <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">LAVA <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">. It was so fucking HOT. What is this?! Closing her eyes the moment the pain sunk into her mouth, she kept a composed face, but anyone would’ve seen the error—Forming within her right eye, there was a tear growing; mistakes were made: <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">MADE I SAY <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">. Swallowing it, it burned all the way down her throat, she held her mug TIGHTLY, as she gently placed it down on the table; her hands returned to her lap. She was quiet. It hurt. She was quiet. Painful. She was quiet.