Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25687356-20161221054911/@comment-25687356-20161222021250

Listen & Read

|RL|- “I haven’t had the pleasure of meeting them just yet, but I’ll never forget what he did for Sunagakure that night. Even if he is painted a villain by the common folk he is a hero to me.” Ranta’s expression in this moment was stoic and that of someone who felt great pain from the mentioning of what happened during the events of Sunagakure’s destruction three years ago, it seemed not so far away but so far away at the same time. What an enigma he thought to himself. He got lost in his own train of thought but eventually he snapped back into character and caught the end of his talks about readings a lot and spending time with the tigers they have saved.

Ranta placed a beef and shrimp bun onto the grill on one side and allowed them to cook as he finished his piece of beef. Ranta didn’t even know that Shinra had his puppets, it was a shock to him and normally Ranta wasn’t one for emotional responses to statements but he immediately spoke towards him, “Where do you have them kept? I need them back ASAP.” Once he noticed his tense posture he sat back calmly and took a breath of relief almost at knowing they were still ok and were completely decimated by the combat of months’ past. Those three puppets were all he had left of his parents and losing them would be in a way losing his parents forever. That scared him very much so.

When Nura said something about HOSTON, Ranta tilted his head in confusion but just shrugged it off, figuring this was just another one of her weird quirks coming to light. He turned over both of the respective buns to cook them all the way through. She seemed really enthused about the fact that Ranta spoke of puppets and puppets made with bones. Then she began to talk about her various interests and hobbies, singing, gardening like Shinra, bugging him and being a strong shinobi. They were all pretty basic things but at least she seemed multiversed in things that aren’t just being a shinobi.

But then she stood up from the table and made a proclamation in front of everyone in the restaurant, which was only two other people, about being a wacky wonder and making people happy with her odd personality. It wasn’t a stretch to say she couldn’t do it but he wouldn’t feed that childish notion too much. “Well it looks like all equally have been doing decent things with your time and have fairly reachable aspirations that’s good.”

He pulled both of the buns off the grill with the same chopsticks and placed them both into his mouth and proceeded to chew and swallow over a thirty second period. When he finished, he asked another question, “So, in your heart of hearts. What do you really want to come out of all this training and hard work of being a shinobi? Take your time to answer, no specific answer is right or wrong here.”

Ranta was very interested in this and this would allow him to peer into each one of their hearts to a degree. - |RL|