Chibiness. Omnomnom
Who: Integral and Itachi
What: Rescue tiems
When: Right. Now.
Where: The forest, and then probably back to town.
Warnings: None. Well, chibiness. Is that a warning? Well, it is now.
A new arrival. There had been a few, or so he heard. After the hoard of ...'zombies?' he had heard them called, and their seemingly endless numbers, Itachi had slept for close to three full days. It was just like when he first arrived, though he felt no guilt with these creatures that seemed something that Orochimaru would use. Though, upon his awakening, he returned to the forest, and looked around, using his renewed energy to explore, and map out the island. Cissnei had been correct. There was a barrier, a strong one, and it was oddly not composed of charka.
He had taken a break, nestled in a tree high above the forest floor, looking through the '1337POD', reading over posts, both from new residents, and older ones as well. Only a few caught his eye, and even fewer that made him want to respond. This one, however interested him. Perhaps it was her -or him? it was hard to tell- name, so long, and very foreign to him. Or, perhaps it was how very composed and punctual her speech -or wording rather, because she only spoke one word to him- was. Whoever she was, she was quite good with words.
When he asked where she was, it was the shinobi in him that offered to bring her back to town. He had seen far to many of the creatures in the forest, and though he did not know if this one was armed, or was a skilled fighter, he still was going to do what he could. So with her location, he hurried off, over and under, weaving between branches and trees. He made it there in good time, considering how far out in the forest he was. Then again, he had always been a great deal faster then most.
He dropped from the trees as he neared the beach, the salty air greeting him, mixing in with the woodsy pine scent that surrounded him. Once he broke through the line of trees, he removed his mask, letting it settle atop his head. He was silent -like any good ninja should be, and he was, after all, one of the best- as he approached, stopping just short of her.
"Konnichiwa, ojou-san," ever polite, he accompanied his greeting with a light bow.
What: Rescue tiems
When: Right. Now.
Where: The forest, and then probably back to town.
Warnings: None. Well, chibiness. Is that a warning? Well, it is now.
A new arrival. There had been a few, or so he heard. After the hoard of ...'zombies?' he had heard them called, and their seemingly endless numbers, Itachi had slept for close to three full days. It was just like when he first arrived, though he felt no guilt with these creatures that seemed something that Orochimaru would use. Though, upon his awakening, he returned to the forest, and looked around, using his renewed energy to explore, and map out the island. Cissnei had been correct. There was a barrier, a strong one, and it was oddly not composed of charka.
He had taken a break, nestled in a tree high above the forest floor, looking through the '1337POD', reading over posts, both from new residents, and older ones as well. Only a few caught his eye, and even fewer that made him want to respond. This one, however interested him. Perhaps it was her -or him? it was hard to tell- name, so long, and very foreign to him. Or, perhaps it was how very composed and punctual her speech -or wording rather, because she only spoke one word to him- was. Whoever she was, she was quite good with words.
When he asked where she was, it was the shinobi in him that offered to bring her back to town. He had seen far to many of the creatures in the forest, and though he did not know if this one was armed, or was a skilled fighter, he still was going to do what he could. So with her location, he hurried off, over and under, weaving between branches and trees. He made it there in good time, considering how far out in the forest he was. Then again, he had always been a great deal faster then most.
He dropped from the trees as he neared the beach, the salty air greeting him, mixing in with the woodsy pine scent that surrounded him. Once he broke through the line of trees, he removed his mask, letting it settle atop his head. He was silent -like any good ninja should be, and he was, after all, one of the best- as he approached, stopping just short of her.
"Konnichiwa, ojou-san," ever polite, he accompanied his greeting with a light bow.