Board Thread:Kōgakure General RP/@comment-28929139-20170709194714/@comment-28929139-20170709220421

Kideme had been looking through the campsite, examining a few needles here and there. She was debating with herself if it would be in poor taste to take a few of these home for herself, since normally doing so was considered taboo. Tak was her aunt, and although she'd never personally met her, Kideme's father had shown her pictures of Tak and he was right that they were practically identical. So wasn't that technically a sign? Two Sagara girls with the same kekkei genkai, combative nature, both shinobi and had a specialty with senbon?

It was destiny.

Later though, for now. Kideme came here to train, not shop for weapons.

But right when Kideme was picking through Winky's opened stomach, she heard a slight shifting and looked over her shoulder. "Oh..." Turning around fully, Kideme looked up to see that there was a very crudely put together little treehouse sitting atop its vast trunk, but it was camouflaged beneath the massive overhang of drooping branches. She body flickered into the canopy and cautiously climbed into the tight entrance of the little pinebox. It was no bigger than a small room and she nearly hit her head on the low ceiling of it when she heard a voice.

"!!!....Zaiko?" She immediately locked onto him, looking unabashedly shocked. "What....what are you doing here?" It hadn't even been twelves hours and they were crossing paths yet again. But for now, Kideme just peered into the box, looking at the small bits of graffiti. Tak's name had been scratched into the wood with kanji several times, which she figured was to test out the sharpness of her weapons. She couldn't help but smile.

"No, but it did belong to someone in my family." With that though, Kideme crawled out and jumped down onto the ground, that pinebox was a little too cramped.

This wasn't exactly her ideal setup now, but she'd work on one jutsu, nab a needle or five and go. So with that in mind, Kideme pulled the little scroll from Winky, who'd been sitting on the ground. After reading it, she immediately set to work.

"Tora, Ino, Inu, Tora..." She chanted lowly while making the hand seals and immediately she felt her chakra convert into fine strings wires that shot from her hands. Of course, because she had only done it the first times, only one, very short bit of wire shot from each of her hands. But she smirked, seeing how useful this technique could be.