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Sora no Hikari -- Light of the Sky (Naruto RP)

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[Mar. 25th, 2007|10:42 am]
Sora no Hikari -- Light of the Sky (Naruto RP)
soranohikari
[lazy_nara]
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Joining: Anyone who cares to do so. This is mainly to get things going.
Setting: Konoha Village, just outside the Hokage building.
Details: Shikamaru looks for his sensei, but gets distracted by the clouds.
Warnings: None.


Shikamaru let his body lead himself out of the Hokage's office.  The morning was still early,  the village slowly coming to life for a new day.  As he stepped out onto the street, the sun shone brightly on his face, warm and inviting, and he stopped there.  Hands in his pockets, Chunin vest wrinkled and disheveled,  Shikamaru let his head fall back  to stare at the sky.  The clouds seemed to speed up as he stood there, shaping and forming new images in the white masses just for him. He could stand there all day, letting all the bustling life pass him by on the street without a care. Yes, he could do that.

Without a warning, a man walking by dropped his jar with a crash. Shikamaru's head snapped up painfully, and he blinked a couple times to be able to see adequately. It then hit him. Twentieth Legion, Akatsuki, Asuma sensei, Tsunade sama. Rubbing his eyes with one hand, he let all of the memories flow through like a stream, each one hitting him painfully in the head. The Godaime Hokage had dismissed him after informing him of his new mission; he was to join the so called 20th Legion in pursuit of the Akatsuki, who had been seen causing trouble not to far from here. Apparently his sensei, the leader of what used to be Team Ten, was already a part of it, and had been for some time.

With far too much effort, the Nara trudged forward towards nothing in particular. Hadn't it been only an hour ago that he was a teacher at the Academy? Nothing spectacular or important, but enough for him. And now he was walking off into what promised to be something dangerous, violent, and no doubt troublesome at the say-so of a bat crazy, lazy, old woman.  Shikamaru shook his head dully, wondering what was wrong with him. In any case, he ought to find Asuma and inquire as to what exactly he was supposed to be doing as a part of this group before he was plagued with some other nuisance...

But the sky. Shikamaru stopped in the training field, the sounds of sparring and kids the only disruption to the peace of the area. Only a moment or two wouldn't matter, he thought, letting his knees buckle and fall to the soft ground. The grass was still wet with the morning dew, but he dropped onto it, glaring up at the sky. The clouds were the one thing that he could always count on.


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[User Picture]From: a_hyuga_shamed
2007-03-27 04:19 am (UTC)
Whimpering occasionally, Hinata suffered through his inspection of her ankle. She tried continuously to tell him she was fine and he was the one who'd been kicked in the stomach, but he didn't seem to pay much attention to her. 'Big surprise there' she thought to herself.

What was a surprise was when he suddenly apologized to her, putting his arm around her in support. She knew he was only trying to help her, but the timid girl couldn't stop the claret as it rose to flush her fair cheeks at the gesture. The young Hyuuga barely heard his question as she began to gently try and push herself free of his close proximity.

"Anou... I'm fine... I've only twisted it..." mumbled as she tried to take a step back, unknowingly putting her weight on her bad foot and causing the joint to give out on her painfully. When it subsided she found she was clinging to him to keep from collapsing all together. Her pretty eyes drifting down with a sigh, she finally gave in.

"Maybe... maybe I twisted it harder then I thought..."
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From: floral_nin
2007-04-11 12:11 pm (UTC)
Ino sighed as she finished the last set of flowers in the display case before setting out of her home. The sun had only been up for a few hours, but her day had started when it had just peeked its head up from the pillow that was the horizon. She sighed and adjusted her skin-tight purple garb, giving one last pose in the mirror to make sure she looked especially sexy today before heading out.

The first task on her mind, for some reason or other, was to track down Shikamaru. Chouji had informed her (in the large boy's daily trip to the front of the shop to say hello) that Shikamaru had been called off to the Hokage's office for a mission. Since Shikamaru and Chouji were best of friends, she knew she could trust the robust ninja's words. Ino loved her teammates to death, but sometimes she swore she couldn't trust them anymore than she could throw them.

As she rounded the bend she bore witness to a peculiar sight. Near the Hokage's red-painted tower were Nara Shikamaru and Hyuga Hinata. The two seemed to be arguing about something, Hinata having clung to the other man's jacket after nearly falling flat on her back. Ino quickly realized that Hinata was in some sort of pain. With a determined smile on her face she quickly stepped over to them and barged in on the vent.

"Hey you two," she grinned, "need a hand?"
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From: lazy_nara
2007-04-13 02:54 am (UTC)
Shikamaru paused in his attempt to right the girl as he heard Ino's voice from behind him. He didn't know what she had been doing away from the flower shop, let alone near the training fields without either himself or Chouji, but it did occur to him that Chouji had opened his mouth to their partner about his summons. He sighed. Explaining this was going to be even more troublesome with dealing with Hinata, who he could obviously tell would rather be anywhere than where she had happened to fall. For a moment he flirted with the idea of handing off the shorter girl with Ino to deal with, but he could only expect a worse beating later on whenever the two of them managed to find Asuma Sensei.

"She managed to twist her ankle," he informed Ino instead, continuing to support Hinata's back off the side of the foot she had hurt. He assumed that she would much rather go home to find some medical help, as it would probably not rather go to the hospital to get it checked, but that also begged the question of whether or not it was worth taking her farther away from wherever she had been going with so much haste.

He eyed Ino, silently hoping that she would question the girl as to what they should do. He was willing to question her, but his previous show of concern had only been met with embarrassment and fear so he was not quick to repeat it. It was far too annoying to try to care and then be pushed away. However, he had to say that this whole experience did keep his mind off of what he had spoke with the Hokage about earlier that morning.
[Sorry I died.]
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From: floral_nin
2007-04-13 09:57 pm (UTC)
"She managed to twist her ankle," Shikamaru had said to her. That was all Ino really needed to hear.

Medical instinct kicked in as Ino moved around her teammate like silk, sliding past his shoulder and gliding to her knees before the Hyuga heiress. She looked u at Hinata and noticed the perpetual blush on her cheeks had not diminished, and sighed inwardly. The girl just wouldn't change, would she?

Removing herself from her gossipy thoughts she returned to the task at hand, reaching out and touching Hinata's swollen ankle. The slight gasp of pain told Ino that was probably twisted or worse.

That was when the twisted grin came onto her face. She had really been waiting for an excuse to show off her medical prowess, and what better way to start than with a mere twisted ankle. Clapping her hands together she gave the pale-eyed girl a confident wink.

"Just relax," Ino breathed. "It'll be okay in just a moment."

The blonde's palm began to glow blue as she focused the chakra into her medical ninjutsu, reaching out and clamping her hand around Hinata's ankle. The technique slowly worked its magic, repairing the damage that had been done and even reducing the swelling. Ino stood up and beamed proudly, her teeth aglow as she smiled broadly.

"So how's that?" she asked.
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