Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28929139-20170825041715/@comment-28929139-20170825054644

Glancing around the shop, Sup Pung smiled at all the sights. She liked how he had figured out a way to essentially involve nearly every kind of person in this. From children wanting to make colorful depictions of the world beyond this village, to other people with talents that would have otherwise been deemed useless or extremely niche in career paths.

"You have a very nice shop." She said while tearing away from admiring all the art colored by kids, some of them being really talented. "How long have you been running this business?" While she began leading him out the store, she looked toward him while casual stroking back of her blue bird's wing.

The trip to Sagara manor wasn't long and was smack dab in the center of the more obscure family houses. The Sagara teahouse, which had been closed for sometime now, was but a ten-minute walk north. But while neither Kideme nor Mame did not live there since the family patriarch's passing, the house had since been abandoned. However, now that Sup Pung's family had come in from Kumo, it had been brought back to life again. It was a large house with a typically manicured lawn, but as Sup Pung rounded the house and lead Shien toward the front yard, he'd see a couple gazebos-turned forges and between them was a decadent rock garden with a large 18x18x5 pit filled to the brim with a mix of iron, steel and silver sand right in the center. It was a little unkempt because of someone recently digging out a portion, with a discarded shovel and a few shoe prints embedded into the uneven surface. But now Sup Pung looked to Shien for a reaction. "Sorry it's a bit of a messy, we usually wait until dinner time to clean it up."