"Home is where the.... house is?" [Tenzouko & Suzumo]
It was a chilly day, as you'd expect in the dead of winter, and Tenzouko was discovering once again that she hated cold weather. She hated that the trees stopped growing, she hated that her ANBU uniform went from suddenly being fearsome and cool to being inadequate and cold, and she especially hated that after getting back from a mission only an hour earlier her entire squad wussed out and ran off home to hide under their blankets... leaving her bored, hungry, alone and cold.
Not a combination of moods you wanted to leave an ANBU captain in at times like these; which was why it was a good thing she'd run into Suzumo on the street twenty minutes ago. Not only was Suzumo never boring, but he also sprang for hot drinks and warm food... and she hadn't seen him in something like two or three months.
The two of them were now happily ensconced in a warm little cafe, and in the middle of yet another of their tangental conversations about whatever subject cropped up. A rare bubble of cheerful peace in the doom-pit of woe that most of Konoha's ninja population seemed to have sunk into lately. Not that Tenzouko had noticed, having not been home in quite a while.
"They call it Cloud Country but it's really not a good name," Tenzouko said, hands cradled around her hot cup of tea happily. "It makes it sound like there's something fluffy about it, when really no matter where you go there's nothing but horrible things coming out of the sky." She took a sip and put her cup down to gesture with one small, bandaged hand. It was the only visible part of her with a bandage, but it was also pretty much the only part of her visible when she had her jounin uniform on. "It rains mud there, Suzumo. Mud. I didn't even know that was within the laws of nature!"
Not a combination of moods you wanted to leave an ANBU captain in at times like these; which was why it was a good thing she'd run into Suzumo on the street twenty minutes ago. Not only was Suzumo never boring, but he also sprang for hot drinks and warm food... and she hadn't seen him in something like two or three months.
The two of them were now happily ensconced in a warm little cafe, and in the middle of yet another of their tangental conversations about whatever subject cropped up. A rare bubble of cheerful peace in the doom-pit of woe that most of Konoha's ninja population seemed to have sunk into lately. Not that Tenzouko had noticed, having not been home in quite a while.
"They call it Cloud Country but it's really not a good name," Tenzouko said, hands cradled around her hot cup of tea happily. "It makes it sound like there's something fluffy about it, when really no matter where you go there's nothing but horrible things coming out of the sky." She took a sip and put her cup down to gesture with one small, bandaged hand. It was the only visible part of her with a bandage, but it was also pretty much the only part of her visible when she had her jounin uniform on. "It rains mud there, Suzumo. Mud. I didn't even know that was within the laws of nature!"