Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-34754862-20170915200706/@comment-25955740-20170922042436

Narrowing her hues to a near close, the corners of her lips curling as she exhaled heavily; she didn’t deserve how Munashi reacted to her gesture. It was true. Munashi didn’t understand the gesture and if she could admit it, even though, she wouldn’t, she wished to not smell like anyone other than a special person that seemed to be her whole world at this point. The only person she really wanted anything from in terms of affection, but she did find speciality in friendships.. She just.. She didn’t mean to react that way. Despite her cheerfulness that she had, it seemed it had been fading with the passage of time and their surroundings didn’t help it—She felt this tension tickling at her spine; it’s painful tickles.. “ It’s fine. I.. Just.. Things are a bit different.. Considering.. Saiairyū-Sama and I.. I feel weird when others touch me. I feel weird when anyone but him touches me. I didn’t mean to come off so rude. ” To where she frowned, she attempted to offer a soft smile to Sup Pung, whom held a smirk, but it felt like it was fading. So. Munashi attempted to give her reason, between those lines of reason, it spoke a songs of development of this relationship she found herself in.   Interesting, as the three exchanged opinions, Munashi never once thought of rogues or enemy ninja. Considering the times, she couldn’t help but expect anything demon related—There was nothing out here to help any human, that was her opinion. For a moment, Munashi found herself wanting to travel in the trees, because if it was something that was underground, possibly like an oversize mole, it could feel or sense them as they stepped along the ground, but she didn’t have anything to back it up—Listening to the little advice Hayato gave them.. Treading carefully didn’t matter. Until then. She did what they did and gathered at least ten bags worth as she tossed them to Sup Pung— I regret coming out.. It’s truly a waste land here.  She thought to herself as she listened to Hayato, it seemed like a good time to move and trailing behind the two, it was Munashi keeping three feet of distance from them; keeping up with ease. Now. Putting her kunai into her pouch, she exchanged it with a kunai with an explosive tag tied to it. After the first twenty minutes of walking, that shake came back with a vengeance and almost shook her off balance.   Expressed within his voice, Hayato was breaking at the seams.. His voice cut with suddenness and his statement didn’t finish itself and for a moment, Munashi narrowed her hues to him and her lips parted the moment, if not the second Sup pung said something. “ Hayato..? ” She called his name out and for that moment, he stepped off, not simply stepping off as he began to sprint—Extending her right hand, her fingers graced the fabric of his clothes as he slipped from the grab that failed. “ Hayato! Don’t! ” She yelled, her voice becoming the highest end of pitched with concern, the once stoic girl actually expressed a defined concern to him. Both Sup Pung and Munashi had been too late… And those words sunk in. “ Expect the past, those wrongs and those deaths to haunt you. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She recalled them.. Those words.. With that name Hayato yelled.. His past.. Was it his past? She knew a bit about him.. Little things and how horrid his life was.. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Shit <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">. She thought to herself as she turned to chase Hayato and the moment stepped to follow, the ground before her shattered, exploding upward as a massive creature like worm rose. Despite what Sup pung had planned, it seemed Munashi was a bit faster, but didn’t hinder her actions. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">“ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">... <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” Captured within her azure pupil, they formed into a diamond relating to that of a fox as her face expressed this inner annoyance and distaste for these unfolding events—Within the lesser end of a second, her left hand toss her kunai to her right hand, as her left hand then reached to her pouch to grab a tar bomb. She hardly thought about her actions, Hayato was on her mind and she could only think on that and she couldn’t be painted shocked due to what’s been having with her as of late. The worm creature was coming straight to them and Munashi moved not an inch as it did so, with it’s mouth wide open, she reacted simply. With her left hand, she tossed the tar bomb into it’s mouth, it wouldn’t know the difference and possibly found it as a futile attempt if it had a brain and following up with that, her right hand threw the kunai with an activated explosive tag—Landing within it’s mouth, it would’ve not only went off exploding its throat area into pieces, but it’ll burn within it’s stomach if the first didn’t work, the last truly would’ve. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">“ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Sup Pung. Time to move. It’s a worm, it may have friends. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">” She spoke and to the th <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">e moment the kunai left her hand, she lept backwards and attempted to run around the worm, leaping over it’s tail or head if she had to.

<span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">If she had succeeded getting by the creature, she would’ve followed his trail. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Hayato! Don’t do it! <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She would’ve SCREAMED this time. She didn’t just scream. She attempted to produce a scream that seemed to be terrified and hurt. Something that may have snapped him out of it.. He didn’t enjoy losing the little things he had left.