The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
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Shiroi Shinzo
Choro Wakodo Uzumaki
6 posters
- Shiroi ShinzoCitizen
- Ryo : 500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Mon Feb 06, 2017 8:26 pm
[[Hey, really quick. I want to use a portion of the wordcount this topic to train something.
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3965 words so far. Want to use 3000 to train that skill, plus the 15 stats, and leave the others rolling for the rest of the topic.]]
http://naruto-role-play-rpg.forumotion.com/t34252-gymnastic-movement-skill-request
3965 words so far. Want to use 3000 to train that skill, plus the 15 stats, and leave the others rolling for the rest of the topic.]]
- Akihana AkariCitizen
- Stat Page : [url=statpage]Stat Page[/url]
Clan Specialty : Ninjutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 223500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Tue Feb 07, 2017 10:15 am
Alright approved @ Shiroi thus far. <3
- Choro Wakodo UzumakiGenin
- Stat Page : Gil
Clan Specialty : Fuinjutsu
Village : Hyogagakure
Ryo : 500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Wed Feb 08, 2017 5:22 pm
"I could not have left, if something did happen I would have blamed myself" He explained his situation and feeling on the subject and then nodded in responce "You're Welcome. And yes I am alright. Thank You as well" he slowly stood up, wobbled a moment, and then braced against the tree for another moment before shaking his head a little bit and then looked down at her and offered her a hand "Wanna Stand up?" He tilted his head away from the tree as he inquired to her about what she wanted to do.
- Shiroi ShinzoCitizen
- Ryo : 500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Wed Feb 08, 2017 9:14 pm
Shiroi snickered a little when Ketsueki could not quite figure out how to stand up. Though shortly after, it occurred to her that the reason could be something as simple and trivial as a half asleep leg, or something as complex and important as a concussion. She gladly accepted the hand up, noticing that he had looked away from her.
"While that was a nice nap, if you can call it that, I'm hungry as fuck. Want to go get some ramen or something?" It's a simple question, nothing meant by it. Yep.
"While that was a nice nap, if you can call it that, I'm hungry as fuck. Want to go get some ramen or something?" It's a simple question, nothing meant by it. Yep.
- Choro Wakodo UzumakiGenin
- Stat Page : Gil
Clan Specialty : Fuinjutsu
Village : Hyogagakure
Ryo : 500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Wed Feb 08, 2017 9:59 pm
Tenma's Stomach growled just as she asked about getting something to eat, so he would simply smile and nod followed by a response " I could go for something to eat, I feel like I am starving, must be all that Jutsu training, so where would you suggest?" Ketsueki asked as he would step to the side away from town and offer a arm out for her to go forward and lead the way, and he would follow her where she went. His Stomach growled again.
- Shiroi ShinzoCitizen
- Ryo : 500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Thu Feb 09, 2017 12:43 am
Shiroi had not brought much money with her, so someplace cheap. She was, however, starving, so some place with big portions. Not many places met both qualifications, but luckily most that did were ramen shops, so that would work out.
"There's a nice place awhile this way," Shiroi said as she put her hands into her 'hoodie''s pocket and began walking back to town. "Hope you brought enough cash."
As they walked back, Shiroi would tuck away her ninja placard, hiding it under the scarf. Luckily, she did not have to ask Ketsueki to hide away his.
Assuming nothing happened on the walk over, they would arrive at a small ramen shop. A younger lady sat behind the counter reading a book while an older gentleman was cleaning some dishes. "Still open?" Shiroi would inquire after stepping inside.
"Got enough time to cook a few dishes before we close, so yea," said the older man, not turning around.
"Perfect. I'll take a Shoyu with pork, chicken, full egg, and extra narutomaki. Ketsueki?" She turned to Ketsueki, fiddling with the money hiding rather well inside her pocket.
"There's a nice place awhile this way," Shiroi said as she put her hands into her 'hoodie''s pocket and began walking back to town. "Hope you brought enough cash."
As they walked back, Shiroi would tuck away her ninja placard, hiding it under the scarf. Luckily, she did not have to ask Ketsueki to hide away his.
Assuming nothing happened on the walk over, they would arrive at a small ramen shop. A younger lady sat behind the counter reading a book while an older gentleman was cleaning some dishes. "Still open?" Shiroi would inquire after stepping inside.
"Got enough time to cook a few dishes before we close, so yea," said the older man, not turning around.
"Perfect. I'll take a Shoyu with pork, chicken, full egg, and extra narutomaki. Ketsueki?" She turned to Ketsueki, fiddling with the money hiding rather well inside her pocket.
- Choro Wakodo UzumakiGenin
- Stat Page : Gil
Clan Specialty : Fuinjutsu
Village : Hyogagakure
Ryo : 500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Sat Feb 18, 2017 11:13 am
Tenma would nod as he followed close behind her, and when they arrived to the late open ramen shop, he sat down at the bar and nodded again as she ordered hers and he piped up after words with "I will have the same" and he placed enough money on the bar top to pay for both bowls, and they waited.
It took almost no time at all for the meal to be placed in front of them and the money to be scooped up and pocketed, Ketsueki would clap his hands together in the traditional japanese food blessing and gave thanks before starting to eat his food, it tasted almost like the best food he ever had, mostly due to the lack of eating earlier and the training he just did, after about half way through his bowl he would look over to Shiroi and ask her "So how is yours?" and then he would go back to eating albeit much slower this time while watching her.
In Ketsueki's mind, he thought to himself , that this girl was rather fasinating she has pushed this far in the shinobi world at such a young age, and looking so fraile it seemed almost impossible, but maybe that is what made it possible after all?, Ketsueki did not fully understand, but he definitaly asked himself just how far into the shinobi world will he be able to get. Like the killing others part, that is no issue for him, but its if he can stay alive long enough to get to a point where he wont worry for his life anymore and know for a certainty that he will be okay. Can he keep himself distant enough from people that their deaths wont affect him the way they did previously.
Only time will tell if Ketsueki can do it or not.
It took almost no time at all for the meal to be placed in front of them and the money to be scooped up and pocketed, Ketsueki would clap his hands together in the traditional japanese food blessing and gave thanks before starting to eat his food, it tasted almost like the best food he ever had, mostly due to the lack of eating earlier and the training he just did, after about half way through his bowl he would look over to Shiroi and ask her "So how is yours?" and then he would go back to eating albeit much slower this time while watching her.
In Ketsueki's mind, he thought to himself , that this girl was rather fasinating she has pushed this far in the shinobi world at such a young age, and looking so fraile it seemed almost impossible, but maybe that is what made it possible after all?, Ketsueki did not fully understand, but he definitaly asked himself just how far into the shinobi world will he be able to get. Like the killing others part, that is no issue for him, but its if he can stay alive long enough to get to a point where he wont worry for his life anymore and know for a certainty that he will be okay. Can he keep himself distant enough from people that their deaths wont affect him the way they did previously.
Only time will tell if Ketsueki can do it or not.
- Shiroi ShinzoCitizen
- Ryo : 500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Mon Feb 20, 2017 10:48 am
Shiroi pulled some coins out of her pocket and dropped them on Ketsueki's lap as she climbed onto the stool next to his.
"It's nice seeing siblings getting along," the lady said while grabbing the money Ketsueki had deposited. "My brother and I don't get along well."
"That's an understatement," said the older gentleman who was currently cooking up two bowls of ramen.
"Um, actually? We're not siblings. And to get past this a bit faster, I'm eighteen, not twelve," Shiroi sighed. It was not worth getting mad over this anymore. She was short. Her face had that weird multi-age look, where it could be someone who is well preserved at thirty, or someone who is eleven. "A lot of people make the mistake."
Shiroi wanted to lean back, but seeing as there was no back on a stool, there was not really an option to it. So instead she leaned forwards, hands on her knees, kind of looking downwards, not really having anything to do, just thinking over the events of the day. How she managed to sleep for hours she was not totally sure.
"You two are cute," the older man said as he brought over two bowls of ramen. Shiroi's head shot up and stared at him in confusion as she said 'huh?'
The girl chuckled a little. "He means you make a cute couple!"
Shiroi turned to the girl quickly now, then equally quickly to Ketsueki. Her finger flew up to point at him somewhat accusatorily, accompanied by "Wait, me and him!?"
"It's nice seeing siblings getting along," the lady said while grabbing the money Ketsueki had deposited. "My brother and I don't get along well."
"That's an understatement," said the older gentleman who was currently cooking up two bowls of ramen.
"Um, actually? We're not siblings. And to get past this a bit faster, I'm eighteen, not twelve," Shiroi sighed. It was not worth getting mad over this anymore. She was short. Her face had that weird multi-age look, where it could be someone who is well preserved at thirty, or someone who is eleven. "A lot of people make the mistake."
Shiroi wanted to lean back, but seeing as there was no back on a stool, there was not really an option to it. So instead she leaned forwards, hands on her knees, kind of looking downwards, not really having anything to do, just thinking over the events of the day. How she managed to sleep for hours she was not totally sure.
"You two are cute," the older man said as he brought over two bowls of ramen. Shiroi's head shot up and stared at him in confusion as she said 'huh?'
The girl chuckled a little. "He means you make a cute couple!"
Shiroi turned to the girl quickly now, then equally quickly to Ketsueki. Her finger flew up to point at him somewhat accusatorily, accompanied by "Wait, me and him!?"
- Choro Wakodo UzumakiGenin
- Stat Page : Gil
Clan Specialty : Fuinjutsu
Village : Hyogagakure
Ryo : 500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Sat Feb 25, 2017 4:52 pm
Shortly after Ketsueki ordered he felt something touch his lap, so he looked down after ordering, Shiroi slipped coins into his lap, he sighed and shook his head, but graciously accepted, he would not dishonor her by turning down the gesture of her buying her own meal, even if only they knew it.
Ketsueki listened to the words exchanged until the food was brought to them, he initially Ignored the mans words and had a mouth full of food when the woman piped up with the words "Couple" and before he knew it, he was choking on his food for a moment as he tried to quickly swallow it down being caught by suprise by the comment, then he coughed after getting it down his throat and quickly shook his head.
After that quick moment and he caught his breath his voice a little raspy from the choking and hot broth suddenly being forced down his throat he spoke to the pair "We are not a couple, I just met her today, Not to mention she is of a higher title then I" Now what made this seem even more like she was a princess was the fact that the older scarred warrior looked kinda like a Samurai with the bits of armor he did have, and the fact that he paid for the dinner, but he could not tell them that she was a jounin, she did not want that.
So He left it at that and returned to his meal, quickly finishing up his meal, ready to get away from the very akward situation that was just created by the comments from the syblings. Then when Shiroi was done, which he waited for her to finish her meal first, and then would escort her more a kin to a body guard and a princess even, then as a couple, he did not know where to yet, but he was heading away from the Ramen shop first and foremost.
Ketsueki listened to the words exchanged until the food was brought to them, he initially Ignored the mans words and had a mouth full of food when the woman piped up with the words "Couple" and before he knew it, he was choking on his food for a moment as he tried to quickly swallow it down being caught by suprise by the comment, then he coughed after getting it down his throat and quickly shook his head.
After that quick moment and he caught his breath his voice a little raspy from the choking and hot broth suddenly being forced down his throat he spoke to the pair "We are not a couple, I just met her today, Not to mention she is of a higher title then I" Now what made this seem even more like she was a princess was the fact that the older scarred warrior looked kinda like a Samurai with the bits of armor he did have, and the fact that he paid for the dinner, but he could not tell them that she was a jounin, she did not want that.
So He left it at that and returned to his meal, quickly finishing up his meal, ready to get away from the very akward situation that was just created by the comments from the syblings. Then when Shiroi was done, which he waited for her to finish her meal first, and then would escort her more a kin to a body guard and a princess even, then as a couple, he did not know where to yet, but he was heading away from the Ramen shop first and foremost.
- Shiroi ShinzoCitizen
- Ryo : 500
Re: The Start of Many (P,IO,Zee)
Sun Feb 26, 2017 7:05 pm
"You two are quite something," the older man spoke. "I give it a week." Ketsueki had had his little coughing fit and done his explaination, and was only mildly worse for wear. Shiroi had started getting up when it was apparent he was choking, but when Ketsueki was easily seen to NOT be dying, she sat back down and played with the food in her bowl a bit.
"A week for what, exactly?" Shiroi would inquire. She was taking the first bites out of her food, a stark contract to Ketsueki who was practically stuffing it down.
"Till you're boning of course!" the old man practically shouted, a gleaming smile spread across his face.
It was Shiroi's turn to almost choke on her food, though she only got through three coughs before clearing her throat. "Grandpa!" the younger woman yelled out. "Don't tease them, they're still denying it!"
Shiroi's face would have been bright red if he had not worked so long to be able to hide emotions. Even so, there was a slight flush to her face, and she just kept staring at her food.
"So what are you two then, some foreign dignitary and her court appointed bodyguard? Will your relationship be an international scandal?" The old man was quite pushy. He seemed to be positively loving it.
"I'm his superior, we're both from Hoshi, and there is no relationship. End of story." Shiroi stared at her ramen, unable to look the older man in the eyes. She had been practically starving not thirty minutes ago, but now her appetite was gone. "I'm not hungry anymore, I'm leaving." Shiroi got up and sulked out. She had had very little of her ramen, and Ketsueki would not have finished his yet, even though he was a living vacuum. Shiroi would pull up her hood and walk away, hands in her pocket, head looking down.
If Ketsueki chased after her (more left in a hurry and skipped two or three times to catch up), Shiroi would hear one last thing from them. "I think you're guess is a bit off, Grandpa. I think they're doing it tonight." Shiroi barely heard this due to her well trained hearing. Ketsueki would be unlikely to hear it, but the effect was the same: Shiroi's face was now, despite her best wishes, a bright red. Hopefully, the hood would be enough to hide that.
That is how Shiroi ended up walking away extremely embarrassed from Sybling Family Ramen.
"A week for what, exactly?" Shiroi would inquire. She was taking the first bites out of her food, a stark contract to Ketsueki who was practically stuffing it down.
"Till you're boning of course!" the old man practically shouted, a gleaming smile spread across his face.
It was Shiroi's turn to almost choke on her food, though she only got through three coughs before clearing her throat. "Grandpa!" the younger woman yelled out. "Don't tease them, they're still denying it!"
Shiroi's face would have been bright red if he had not worked so long to be able to hide emotions. Even so, there was a slight flush to her face, and she just kept staring at her food.
"So what are you two then, some foreign dignitary and her court appointed bodyguard? Will your relationship be an international scandal?" The old man was quite pushy. He seemed to be positively loving it.
"I'm his superior, we're both from Hoshi, and there is no relationship. End of story." Shiroi stared at her ramen, unable to look the older man in the eyes. She had been practically starving not thirty minutes ago, but now her appetite was gone. "I'm not hungry anymore, I'm leaving." Shiroi got up and sulked out. She had had very little of her ramen, and Ketsueki would not have finished his yet, even though he was a living vacuum. Shiroi would pull up her hood and walk away, hands in her pocket, head looking down.
If Ketsueki chased after her (more left in a hurry and skipped two or three times to catch up), Shiroi would hear one last thing from them. "I think you're guess is a bit off, Grandpa. I think they're doing it tonight." Shiroi barely heard this due to her well trained hearing. Ketsueki would be unlikely to hear it, but the effect was the same: Shiroi's face was now, despite her best wishes, a bright red. Hopefully, the hood would be enough to hide that.
That is how Shiroi ended up walking away extremely embarrassed from Sybling Family Ramen.
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