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[nobrassknuckles]

Who: Sakura and YOU.
Where: Parlor, library, possibly up to the second floor -- wherever, basically.
When: Night 004.
What: New ninja + paranoia + exploring.
Warnings: Sakura's temper...?

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[forwantofpeace]

"Of course, Haruno-san." His polite smile returned, voice soft with respect. "It's an honor to meet the apprenticeof Godaime Hokage-sama, I am sure you are a credit to your teacher."

And useful as well. For all the faults he knew of Tsunade-sama, her healing had never been a thing anyone questioned. If she had taken a student, then that student could only be one worthy of her attentions. It was as simple as that.

He did not address the issue again, she would need time to accept and that was as simple as that. A ninja could nearly drown, but trying to make them drink the water against their will was an impossible thing.

He laughed, eye flashing with good humor. "Secretly, it only became my proficiency because I'm lazy." It had become his proficiency because he had been small and fresh from the academy and thrust into the middle of the war, but the thought that he was simply too lazy to bother walking softened that some.

"Ah, yes. I've never seen something like this before. Finding out what caused it would perhaps come after we find out what it is." Could his honorable ancestor have done it? He didn't know. Madara's skills were rarely spoken of, out of some old fear that speaking of a demon might in fact summon them.

[nobrassknuckles]

"It's good to meet you too." She hadn't said that yet, she realized. Mostly because she'd been too suspicious of him, and it might not ultimately turn out to be true. But he seemed pleasant and polite enough, so Sakura figured it was probably time to return the favor and demonstrate that she was, in fact, capable of being respectful.

Pleasant, polite, and with a sense of humor, too. She couldn't help but smile. "I'm sure." No, she didn't believe that for an instant. Shinobi sweat and bleed to become good at something because they have some reason to - family, war, broken teams. She wouldn't call Shisui on it. "I won't tell anyone else.

"It's a house, as far as I can tell." Not that she'd had the chance to explore it as much as she'd like. "There are a lot of others who are in our situation, I've heard."

[forwantofpeace]

"Having more Konoha ninja here is reassuring in its own way, I feel. I'm a creature of habit." He kept his smile, relaxing. She seemed pleasant enough when she wasn't declaring his best friend a traitor.

"Thanks, it would ruin my reputation for sure. I think that's what the Yellow Flash was up to as well. Finding the laziest way possible to visit the dango stand from his office." Jokes were a strange defense mechanism, one he'd learned from his brother. Though Obito had never been very good at telling jokes, his brother had always been good at laughing at himself.

"It seems to be a house." He corrected absently. "The way the rooms are mashed together, I think perhaps it might be better to say it is pieces of houses? Some things simply do not fit. There is a hospital in the basement, for example. So why create a trap that seems like a house? We're also kept well fed, food appears in the kitchen with seemingly no source." He nodded. "I've met several myself, I was in too bad a state when I first arrived to really explore much, but I am trying to make up for."

[nobrassknuckles]

"It is. It's good to know there are people here I can trust." If nothing else, there was Kakashi. She'd have to track him down sooner, rather than later.

Sakura snorted. "It's a good thing shunshin was never Tsunade-shishou's area of expertise, we'd never be able to keep her out of the pubs." For all that it was meant to be as humorous as his quip about the Yondaime, she was a little bit serious too. Pubs and gambling houses. Much as she respected her teacher, Tsunade was a woman with well-known vices.

"Pieces of houses? Isn't that what rooms are?" It was an odd way to phrase it, that was for sure. Sakura looked off to the side thoughtfully. "It seems to me that either we have to figure out who created the trap to know more about it, or we'll have to explore it more to find out who set it. Either way, I should probably check out that hospital."

[forwantofpeace]

He smiled faintly, inclining his head in agreement with that. "It's almost amusing, isn't it? We're trained to work alone, but to be alone in a hostile environment makes every ninja jumpy."

He snorted. "Well, lucky for the affairs of her student and the village, it was never an area Tsunade-sama choose to focus in. From talking to some of the Yondamie's guard detail, it made things rather frustrating. He was libel to slip away if he lost patience. I wonder if-" He cut himself off, having forgotten for a moment that this girl was not of his generation, and hadn't grown up to stories of how awesome Obito's teacher was. A comment about Naruto was as illegal as it was ill-advised.

"Mhm. Houses have a plan, a blueprint. They are made in a certain way, following that blue print. Perhaps some are a little more eclectic than others, but the rooms are part of the house. This place....it's pieces. The rooms do not always fit, do not always make sense. This place is made of pieces, fragments of other places cobbled together." He nodded, agreeing with her. "I have looked around and tried to learn the layout, but many locked rooms become entire wings, or entire other buildings. But a medic could probably make better sense of the hospital than we can."