Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-25955740-20170823052723/@comment-25955740-20170824210043

Cupping her hands over her mouth, she attempted not to laugh. Nature seemed to want to join the fun too and it played quite a funny way, indeed—She wanted to say sorry, but it wasn’t QUITE her fault, she felt that way though. He said he’ll tell a joke after eating the rice ball, he had a beef one he also stated. Mumbling something in the background, it Q had something to say and she didn’t quite catch any of it, but for a moment, she had this feeling it was on the lines of you’re bad at jokes though . Tilting her head to the start of his joke, his question.. What.. What..? She thought, not having an idea what to say. The silence lingered for a moment and for a moment, she expected something quite stupid; little did she know, how stupid it was to be. They both lost to the fire . He said. At this moment, Munashi’s head dropped and even Q fell from his tree, the crickets sung filling the silence—But! That wasn’t all that filled it! “ Haha! ” She laughed, a honest laugh—Soft, sweet and gentle, that was her laugh and in honest in sense of happiness. Despite his bad joke, Munashi found his efforts cute, charming and quite funny; it was funny because it was true, the joke.   Shaking her head, she shook off her laugh; her thumb wiping underneath her right eye—Easy, she was easily pleased. Getting ready, she looked to Godric as it was now her turn and he did something a bit different, he tossed it straight up this time, above his head and once it fell, he hit it with his palm and directed it straight forward with a speedy haste and to her dismay, instinctually, she reacted by dodging. Kneeling to a duck, the riceball would find itself flying by her as she ducked to the ground as it that was a kunai or something and for that, she mumbled. “Le’ce’shi.” She said, despite her mumble, it’ll possible be heard and the word was quite interesting. Standing up, she rubbed the back of her head. “'''Something.. Embarrassing. Haahaa..'''” She said in a sense of nervousness, rubbing the back of her head. “So. As a Megitsune. Often when I’m being a handful, this is weaponized against me. Rubbing the tip of my nose disables my ability to move; function and will not enable to until the person as stopped. If I am comfortable. I fall asleep. This is the way Moushi keeps me in check and I hate it; I hate that he does it .” She said.   <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Leaving not a space for anything to be said, she instantly attempted to cover this up—Rice ball in hand. She wasted not a second. Unlike her last throw, she simply threw it, but it wasn’t that simple. You see. She put all her speed and force into this throw, due to them being nice and compact, it wouldn’t easily fall apart—Due to her nervousness in her comment, as she was bad at jokes, she kinda had to follow her own rules. She just didn’t want to hear him say something to cause to fluster. It’ll be aimed directly to his mouth, which was guided by her determination of not having him comment on it, she wondered, was he fast enough and would he react?