Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-25955740-20170823052723/@comment-25955740-20170825012600

Such a smartass! But she giggled, being a little less dry and harsh. She was humored by his comment, while thinking about Q, the mystery dragon, guess she’d have to ask him about his favorite food later and he was a contracted summon, she thought, it appeared that way.   Awkward, just a little bit. She didn’t mind it though. It felt weird, his breath was a little hot to her naturally cool body, but ‘least he hugged her, so she didn’t feel as bad about hugging him—Strange really, it was a strange feeling. It tickled, the breathing did, along with the little movements he made, Naturally, she never let anyone this close, but, she guessed , she’ll let Godric be special. It was an awkward feeling she liked, she just disliked the ability to not understand and the mixed feelings of it that break into two tears sometimes. Looking down to him, he seemed to bring up the vixen training thing again, and she shook her head simply, peeling her right hand away from his body, she simply moved to her bag, her ninja bag under her coat tails’ of her top; bag on the lower back. “ Well. No. But. Entertaining is. And. I.. I really don’t do well with spicy foods.. Haha.. I think.. I think that rice ball was made for you. ” She said, with a smile—She didn’t want to say WHO made it, but she did play it off as a joke; hopefully. Her hand shifting around in her bag, until she felt this sharp point, that was it, the thing she wanted to give him. Much like the jewel around her next, green and pretty, she had one for him and it was the form of a necklace to, she attempted not to show him; clear as a crystal, diamond shaped like a shard, it was about three inches in length and in with width. “ Hold still. ” She mumbled to him, as she popped his head to look at her.   Unsnapping the necklace, she’ll place it around his neck from behind, not showing him until she snapped it—He’d hear two snapping sounds, before feeling a soft weight to his neck, while her hand straightened the jewel, pulling it around to his chest area. “ So. I know you said. You didn’t like these conversations, but. Because I like you so much. I wanted to give you this. You shared something important to your family with me. And this is something sacred to my family. As you grow, as time will allow you. To your heart, be it closed or open. This stone is the likeness of your heart. Simply. In our tongue. We call them Le’ce’shi. Our jewel is our proof of life, our heart, our existence and our faith manifested in this thing—We are given them at birth and they connect our hearts, as our hearts connect to others’ hearts. One the owner dies, the jewel records their most purest of memories and feelings, to offer comfort to those they left behind—My houses as been and always will be, if not evil, they were always sacrificial. We use these to display the pureness of heart, as once black, there is no heart left. ” She paused, explaining a few details she trusted him with, because he always trusted her and for a second, she seemed so worried about something; it faded.  <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">“ <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">You’ve connected with my heart, but with time. You’ll have your own color and it’ll be it’s own belief and it’s own faith. Atop of this. It’ll let me know you’re safe. Though. With bond and with time. Maybe. You can hear directly, what my heart as to say. As I’ll never simply say that to you. And. If you are ever too busy or too worried. Possibly, just maybe. It’ll tell you a secret. <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She said. Her hand would pat him on the head, she just hit him with all these things, but she had been thinking about this for awhile now. “ <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">You aren’t some ally and you aren’t just someone I just talked to. You are being, a person, a living thing, I really adore and care about, learned to care about and have this special place in my heart, be is shattered or not. That's why I want you to have this. <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She added. She started to blush a bit, it was embarrassing and it was true. She just prayed he’ll take care of it and accept it. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">