Board Thread:Konoha Arc/@comment-24937485-20160325110650/@comment-27375402-20160410034453

The statue figure remained still, in its form, though the stone imprisoning the child had softened, crackling slowly whilst bits and pieces splintered off of the child's form, the splinters descending onto the grassy scenery beneath him. First, the child's eyes came free from its incarceration, falling upon the white haired female, a sad, weeping child speaking with a soft, shaky voice, his eyes scanning the area for the others as he grew worrisome though he couldn't quite turn to see the others. The stone around his mouth broke apart and the child's mouth was free, opening and closing his mouth multiple times, salivating his dry mouth and then coughing to clear his throat.

"Yasu...? Where are the others?" As the child's hands broke from their petrification, the hand seal it had formed broke as the child clenched both fists, crackling the bones of his fingers as he finally regained feeling in them. The child had a slight tense clench in the core of his chest, assuming the worst, gritting his teeth as the sense of self-disappointed had recurred, leaving the child slightly aggravated at the possibility that his irrational thinking may have cost the lives of not only the other Genin but Takuza too.. The man who believed in Ryouta enough to take time out to train the child on multiple occasions.