Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-32843032-20170828214330/@comment-28929139-20170903200629

Sup Pung's heart pounded like a drum beneath her bosom in that moment, but she was smiling. The tension was ever present and rigid enough for a blade to slice through. Smirking wider, she parted her chopsticks to release his and thus dropped her hand, but never her guard. The raw electricity covering her right hand would have been snuffed out like a candle and that hand smoothed back through her own hair.

"There just might be a chance we do, huh?" She winked, not caring or even aware of all eyes being on them right now. In roughly ninety seconds, the vision would be swept from their eyes and the thoughts already out of their minds. "Yeah, just like nobody wants a fat personal trainer, or a vegetarian selling you fresh meat. But ditto, you're just full of surprises, Jungle Fox." At his apology, she chuckled and waved her hand dismissively. "To be honest, I was just kind of waiting for it after you admitted about why you asked if I was rich."

Once he got up, so did she, taking a final swing of water from her glass before turning to him. "You'll get as much as you want, trust me." Leading him out the door, Sup Pung untethered her goat by the entrance gate and started walking down the narrow alley way that separated the noodle shop from the other eatery next door. It was a short thirty-second squeeze that by the end of it, they were now on the other side of the street and the other side of the commercial area. "Well so....about the tea house? It....burned down some weeks ago." She looked to Sora, letting that information sink in before she continued. "And I know what it meant to my family that lived here before us, so I wanna rebuild it and well, I opened the fight club for the cash to rebuild it." By now, Sora had asked if she was a medic and she silently scanned his hand. She remembered seeing his bandages ripping when he tried to attack her, so upon locating that hand, she grabbed his wrist with her right hand and held up her left. While holding his hand, she hovered her own free one over it and from it, a green tinted aura shone from her hand. Touching her left hand to his, she smoothed her hand over his skin, expelling small amounts of medically altered chakra to seep into his skin, recharging the damaged cells and waking up the wounded tissue. Slowly but surely, the open gash on his hand would begin to close and a wash of new blood would flood over the opening, followed by a thin layer of fat and a much thicker blanket of skin.

"I know it's going to take some time, but if you do decide to fight, you keep whatever prize money you earn from winning." Sup Pung would finally let go of his hand once the wound was fully scabbed over. "Want some fresh bandages or you good?"