Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170913015935/@comment-25955740-20170914190144

Incorrect! She thought. She hadn’t been stalking him at all! How rude! However, such things were trivial and she couldn’t find herself all that worked up, it even showed to a degree as she unfazed for a most part—Sparked not by his comment, proving that something truly was going on within Munashi. Poked centered on her forehead, in a sense of brotherly affection , it seemed Hayato and Munashi held a very interesting sense of friendship much like a brother and sister would have; cute, wasn’t it? Pressed to her rosy lips, she held a faint smile to offer forth positive mood and imply things were not as serious as they were as the rest of her face held a calm and compassed expression, despite this internal conflict that mixed. As her lips went to part to bring up a point within his statement, she paused as she caught a figure advancing to them, one of those that she had invited—Shien. Whom had greeted her first, casually asking her how everything was going. Did she need to draw him something, it seemed the cave could speak for how it going.   Stepping forward, to circle around Hayato’s left as she paused, standing next to him and to a little shock; confused in his expression—Crimson dripped from his lip to his chin. Pulling a cloth from her pouch located on her lower back; waist underneath her four skirt tails. Extending her right hand to press her index and middle finger to Hayato’s chin and lip, without any permission or consent for his personal space—Amethyst hues narrowed up to him. Grabbing one of his hands, she’ll place his hand to the cloth that was on his face as she’ll part her lips to speak out to Shien. “ Standard. It’s too good to see you too. ” She chirped in kindness; welcoming him. As she did this. It seemed it was finally time to shift to the topic of the ship, as Hayato himself summoned forth a point; sadly, Sup Pung wasn't here yet.. It’ll be pointless to speak on such an affair—On that thought, to that thought. Turning her back to the group, she walked back to the table that she once stand at, the one littered with papers and narrowing missing Sup Pung’s appearance. Because. Speaking on the devil, she appeared with her statement.   Under normal conditions, Sup Pung would’ve been tackle hugged. However. “Just in time. I’m glad you could make it, thundertits.” She teased. Munashi simply turned with a smile and a single wave of her hand, as her lower back pressed into the table as she turned back to the group, leaning against the table—Giving out too much affection would prove something was wrong with her, Hayato was smart and she had already gave him a hug. Her nickname would make it all appear it was fine, she hoped. She rathered to keep her sanity and mentality under wraps and off the table of topic.. After all. They were all here for one reason and two without what she requested; Sake was all she wished for at this moment. Guess she was going in dry with this topic. “ Seeing as I have no alcoholic drink. This’ll be excruciating for me. ” She mumbled under her breath.   <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Crossing her arms underneath her bosom, awhile taking a seat on the table. She allowed a good four seconds to pass, wishing for everything between them to die down for a more serious topic and to Hayato’s statement on fleeing the country, she still hadn’t answered, even Sup Pung had something to say. To these four seconds, she had been debating on the best way to explain what was going on, Shien more than likely had an idea.. However. It wasn’t as simple as he knew it and despite funding her, Sup Pung was in the dark too, all three of them were in the darkness. She had an idea on how to start this! Head tilted downward, the smile she once had faded to release a cold-icy expression that held no friendliness. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Seeing as we are all here. I’ll start this simply by requesting all silence until asked for an opinion; least until this part is over. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">” Apathetic and toneless, she spoke out them as she looked over to them—Getting utterly serious on this matter. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Business time <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Uncoiling her arms from underneath her bosom, she held up her right hand and from there, she held up two fingers, her index and middle finger as she spoke. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">From this moment on. You have two choices. You leave and forget this ever happened. I recommend this be done right now. I promise not to think little of you. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She stated simply. From her voice. She was no longer speaking to them as a friend, but a shinobi who had a job to do—Something she didn’t would’ve never displayed. Atop of this. She seemed to be relying on them, which.. That was abnormal all on it’s on. Throwing the easiest option out there first, because the next one was quite.. Horrid in a sense. Dropping her middle finger after a three second pause to allow them a moment to leave, if this is what they desired. She wished for only those who knew how to commit themselves to be apart of this. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Or you commit and be apart of it step to the table. Be warned. Once apart of this, dozens of lives will be place into your hands. Lives that are too weak to be live on their own. And to this, your worth is their worth. The only way out is death. I will and won’t accept betrayal and if one of you attempt to try. I do pray I don’t find out unless beyond the living. Thus. I will give you another three seconds to depart. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She added in the same tone, throwing another moment for them to leave. She had been dead serious for this moment, if one of them had thought because she wasn’t combat ready to deal with them in their betrayal, need she prove how crafty and clever she could be? After all. Proof was all around them. Atop of this. There was no ranking order here, there was no longer Genin, Chunin or jounin. There was just the ninja way and their jobs.. But there was something more to that, she didn’t express it yet; despite her unfriendliness for this moment. This composed expression she had in both body and voice. There was a point within this and it wasn’t directed just at Shien.