((OOC: Because my schedule no londer coincides with other people's, and I want to at least do something with Naruko, I figured this would be the best way to get something done. So!))
Haku felt the demon-vessel before she heard her, the chakra aura seeming all the more heightened to her senses in such a desolate place. She turned to Zabuza-san, standing at her left to look at her with the uncovered side of her face.
"...Zabuza-san. May I go? In case you want to spend more time with the Konoha-nin, so you may be uninturrupted." Haku said, quickly adding the last part as if she could hide the hopeful tone in her earlier question. As if she could hide anything from Zabuza-san.
Zabuza regarded Haku for a moment with the cool eyes, coloured like a fogged over night sky seeming too pierce through any subterfuge of her tool.
All around them the battle could be felt, the air tasting like blood and metal and smoke. The former missing-nin could feel the hair at the back of her neck stand up in anticipation, instincts honed over a lifetime of bloodshed screaming for action.
"You may." A faint nod and Zabuza stepped up to the door that held the cell of the blond boy..she had not bothered learning his name. Pausing for a heartbeat, the deceptively small hand looking out of place against the cold rough metal of the door, she addressed the younger woman, her voice easily cutting through the ruckus penetrating the once grave silence of the prison. "But Haku...be prudent." That said she pulled open the door and without looking back entered the cell.
"Yes, Zabuza-san." Haku murmured softly but clearly. She bowed her head obediently before the small ninja appeared to vanish, she was moving at such speeds to the source of the kyuubi hoast's unmistakable aura. Those that felt it once would be unlikely to ever forget it.
Naruko bolted down a side corridor, nostrils flaring as she tried to pick up a familiar scent over the smell of mildew and blood. The smell of sickness followed her, and she snorted, trying to clear her sinuses of the dank reek.
Pausing, Naruko raised up to a half crouch, red eyes glaring at the dark end of the hall. The ties holding her pigtails had snapped, leaving her long hair loose to drift in the breezes created by her hot chakra. Someone was coming, almost familiar, but not someone she could place. It didn't feel hostile, but Naruko couldn't be sure. Her chakra tail waved in her indecision, her claws flexing, ready to flee or strike should it turn out to be an enemy.
This was no good. Naruko had grown and learned to tap into her greater powers ever better than before. In this state, Haku considered she might kill Zabuza. She couldn't lead her RIGHT to her friend or at least fellow-ninja, then.
Carefully, smooth as a ghost, Haku stepped out from behind the corner into full view of Naruko down the hall. True, the lighting conditions in the hallway were terrible, but she trusted Naruko to still recognize her. After all, she was dressed just the same (faint chidori-burns could still be seen at the front of her clothing), from her clothing to the half mask.
Just as soon as she had appeared, she continued to walk away, down the hall. She prayed Naruko would catch the lead and follow. Or she would, if she was the praying sort.
"Ah! Haku-san! Wait!" Naruko bolted after her, confusion flickering through her eyes. Why was Haku-san here? Naruko knew she was supposed to be dead, after all, she'd been scolded for almost stealing the fresh dumplings from her death offering. Naruko had looked up to Haku, and it had hurt to realize who she'd been fighting.
"Ne, ne, Haku-san, what're you doing here?" This was terribly confusing for Naruko.
Haku wondered if her control tag allowed her to speak of what fate had befallen her and Zabuza-san. She also wondered if Orochimayu had even thought to do something to keep them silent. Not that it mattered, whether the whole world knew or not, they would have to obey the snake.
"Zabuza-san and I... are caught in a snake's trap." she decided on, still walking as she spoke.
"Orochimayu bears a grudge against Konoha, and Zabuza-san desires a re-match with your Kakami-sensei. It is possible that someday we might come to Konoha in less-than-friendly circumstances. If that happens, you must not hold back, Naruko-san." telling Naruko to not hold back, it seemed like deja-vu in a way.
"I won't, I promise." It made Naruko sad, but that didn't stop her from feeling upset. Orochimayu had no right to do this to Haku-san! She growled softly, her claws digging deeper into the stone. She'd get the old snake for this.
"...Zabuza-san. May I go? In case you want to spend more time with the Konoha-nin, so you may be uninturrupted." Haku said, quickly adding the last part as if she could hide the hopeful tone in her earlier question. As if she could hide anything from Zabuza-san.
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All around them the battle could be felt, the air tasting like blood and metal and smoke. The former missing-nin could feel the hair at the back of her neck stand up in anticipation, instincts honed over a lifetime of bloodshed screaming for action.
"You may." A faint nod and Zabuza stepped up to the door that held the cell of the blond boy..she had not bothered learning his name. Pausing for a heartbeat, the deceptively small hand looking out of place against the cold rough metal of the door, she addressed the younger woman, her voice easily cutting through the ruckus penetrating the once grave silence of the prison. "But Haku...be prudent." That said she pulled open the door and without looking back entered the cell.
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Pausing, Naruko raised up to a half crouch, red eyes glaring at the dark end of the hall. The ties holding her pigtails had snapped, leaving her long hair loose to drift in the breezes created by her hot chakra. Someone was coming, almost familiar, but not someone she could place. It didn't feel hostile, but Naruko couldn't be sure. Her chakra tail waved in her indecision, her claws flexing, ready to flee or strike should it turn out to be an enemy.
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Carefully, smooth as a ghost, Haku stepped out from behind the corner into full view of Naruko down the hall. True, the lighting conditions in the hallway were terrible, but she trusted Naruko to still recognize her. After all, she was dressed just the same (faint chidori-burns could still be seen at the front of her clothing), from her clothing to the half mask.
Just as soon as she had appeared, she continued to walk away, down the hall. She prayed Naruko would catch the lead and follow. Or she would, if she was the praying sort.
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"Ne, ne, Haku-san, what're you doing here?" This was terribly confusing for Naruko.
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"Zabuza-san and I... are caught in a snake's trap." she decided on, still walking as she spoke.
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