More Crazed Wanderings

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Hado Kirino was hungry. The rabbit he had caught earlier had been the first bit of food he had managed to grab in weeks. Assuming you did not count grass and other stuff like that. So yeah, Hado Kirino was getting a little weird in the head despite his normally nice demeanor. Starving often did that to people. He was normally skinny but not this skinny, if he was not careful he would soon look even worse, and start really losing muscle tone, not just baby fat. That would be detrimental to his health so he was quite understandably in search of something that would give him more food than needed for the next few mouthfuls. Unfortunately, the animals tended to sense him approaching, and as such, he would be able to approach silently, sometimes masking his own scent, but they would sense him through other methods and flee anyway. Hopefully shit did not go down any other way than he had planned though, but he could only imagine that they were sensing his chakra or something.

So, how would one go about lowering their chakra to a level beyond the natural? Dunno, but Hado had improvised many times in the past, he would have to again this time. Hado began trying to feel out his body. Not in a physical sense, too bad for any perverts, but more in a metaphysical sense, a sensory sense, a chakra sense. Feeling his chakra, Hado tried to extend his consciousness to all of it, as opposed to the bit he actively controlled. Doing this though, cause him a lot of stress, as he was not used to the strain of trying to do what was normally a jounin level technique. He could see why this was not done at the same time as hiding jutsu, honestly, since it was hard enough by itself to control, assuming he ever managed a satisfactory result.

Masking his scent again through means that are better off not mentioned, Hado slowly approached a small bird in a tree. His heart hammered, his body stilled in the silence of the swamp as he slowly approached, desperately hoping the bird would not notice him. In fact, he was so focused on this, the silence he was attempting to make, that he dropped his chakra suppression technique. He only realized this though, after the bird flew away. Argh.

If Hado had the energy, he would have cried in frustration. Things were just not going his way. He, once a happy young boy, had to stop himself from tearing up, as that would waste precious water, and that gourd of water he had found was honestly beginning to run dry. He literally could not afford to shed tears or he would dehydrate. Uhoh.

So, he had to focus, and not let his hunger get the better of him. He was starting to get the hang of it, now he just had to control himself properly. He looked around warily for the bird. Sure enough, the dumb thing had just re-settled itself on a branch and was looking around aimlessly. Hado began trying to lower his chakra again, and slowly approached the tree. Hopefully this time the bird would not notice. If it did, well, Hado was not sure how much longer he would be able to take this unbearable hunger that was threatening to make him light headed.

Slowly, he approached. The bird seemed to not be noticing him, since Hado had tried to make his chakra non-existent entirely. He slowly crept up, focusing on his chakra. He was so close… He reached out for the bird which was just above him… and snapped a twig. The twig may as well have been a bone breaking, and Hado froze, too late, as the bird began flying away into the sky. Uncontrolled, and certainly unbidden, tears of frustration rolled down his face, as he curled up into a little ball on the ground. After a while, the sobbing abided, and the little boy got up, a look of determination on his face, behind the remainder of the tears and the paths they had cut through the grime on his face. Honestly, getting food was getting harder and harder.

He got up. He stood on his feet. He looked around, hoping to find something besides a bird that would be easier for him to find firstly, and catch secondly. He had to improvise, improve, and adapt, to quote another skit he had seen, recently, before the village was blown up. Looking at his tools, he wondered if he would be able to take down a deer or such, a couple of which he had seen moving around the less swampy areas of his locality. He would still need to get close though, and then throw stuff super fast, to make this have any chance of success. Fortunately, he would not need a lot of practice, or time spent tracking them, for lo and behold, a deer was staring at him with big brown eyes, as if it could read his mind. Weird, considering Hado was hiding in a shrub, and should not be able to be sensed. Oh, of course. He almost smacked himself on the fore head and then remembered he was trying to be quiet. It was sensing his chakra as well. Hado groaned, and the bird seemed to fall out of the tree, twitching like it was laughing. Hado saw red.

When Hado recovered a bit, he slowly looked around his surroundings, feeling out the presence of metal nearby, he cautiously approached. Well, just his luck. Here, someone had left a frying pan. And there, someone had left a kunai with a speared bird. Hey, that looked like the same bird he had seen earlier. And who threw the kunai? Hado ducked for cover immediately, finding fear to be a great motivator when it came down to learning to hide your chakra. Fortunately it was only a small fox which was sniffing at the bird on the kunai stuck in the tree. Hado, desperate to not lose any more of his meals, attacked the fox in a blind frenzy. A desperate struggle began, the fox in better shape, with better muscle tone, and more meals in it, taken by surprise by Hado’s silent attack. Hado managed to get in several good attacks, stabbing everywhere he could reach with a kunai held in each hand. At first, he got bitten several times, but after a while he was able to block some of the fox’s attacks, and slowly got the upper hand, as the deeper wounds he was inflicting began to take their toll.

After a while, the fox died. Hado then worked on skinning it, hiding his chakra so that he would be less likely to get hunted himself. Getting out the frying pan, he cooked the bird and a bit of the fox. The meat smelled the best he had ever smelled, like it would appear on a fancy plate in a nice posh restaurant. Gently carrying the frying pan off of the fire he had left it on, using a couple of sticks, one held in each hand, Hado put down the frying pan on the branches, and waited to let it cool. In the mean time, he skinned the fox of its fur, and set about cleaning it with a kunai. Those ninja tools were really a godsend now, if only he had used them earlier. He finished, and looked for a twig shaped like a dog bone.

When he returned, he had to chase off a buzzard, hitting it in the head with a rock and then dropping it with a well aimed tree branch that also took out the fire. Uhoh. Sparks flew, but he was able to kick dirt over most of the resulting fires. At least, the ones he could see anyway. Settling down, he began munching on meat, and continued his search for a twig appropriately shaped. Eventually getting lucky, he swallowed the rest of the meat he had cooked, using a kunai to tear a small hole in the fur, poking another on the other end, ending up with a make shift cloak, albeit one that reached about two thirds down his skinny back. A sorry sight indeed, but at least this would keep him warm. He had actually worn this fur so that the furry side was facing inwards, having cut off all the nasty bits of the fur fortunately.

It was then that his stomach, not used to having so much relatively rich nutrition, began to throw up. Trying to find a stream, Hado eventually collapsed on his hands and knees on the ground, vomiting uncontrollably, blubbering at the same time. It was his first decent meal in a long time and it was all just lying on the ground looking back at him. From what he remembered of the village cuisine, soup was the thing to have, but he did not have anything to do that with. Or did he? Hold on. His face and clothing a mess, Hado stumbled back to the make shift campfire, and picked up the frying pan, cutting off a leg of the fox, and leaving the carcass for the ants that would surely come to claim it.

He then had to find water. Partially to wash himself off, partially for his next attempt at food. Climbing a tree and leaving his frying pan and fox leg below, he climbed up and looked for the lowest land. Birds circling could also be an indicator. Seeing a relatively low patch of ground, Hado wandered towards it, frying pan and fox leg in tow again, he had tried to eat the entire bird earlier. Eventually, he was rewarded with the rush of gurgling water. Speeding up his sluggish pace a little, he was able to approach a little quicker. He was starving, but he tried to wash off his face first, starting a fire and cooking the leg of fox over it, catching the juices in the frying pan. At the same time he cleaned himself off, eventually becoming soaking wet, but having relatively clean clothing for once. He refilled the gourd of water, that had been bone dry for a couple of hours now. Pulling off the frying pan, he poured a little water in to dilute the nutrients, and let it cool, refilling his gourd in the mean time.

When he finally had the soup, he slurped it down from the frying pan, his stomach alarmed at the unforeseen intrusion, but eventually settling down. Washing the frying pan, he managed to make a shoulder harness and stuffed the frying pan on it. The fox leg would go bad soon though, so that was left on his traipse in search of civilization likely to admit him with open arms.

However, the first place he tried seemed to be in the process of rebuilding. When he approached, he was greeted with open arms, and some nasty looking weapons. They even sent their sensory ninjas after him, so it was a damn good thing that he had been practicing hiding his chakra. However, even with that, they pursued him for a fairly long time, tracking him by sound or some other method he was not aware of. However, he had some interesting tricks up his sleeve, and eventually he managed to lose all but one old blind man who was able to sense his chakra even though he had hidden it as much as he could. Stopping his movement in the middle of a clearing, Hado was surprised to watch the old man walk right past him, muttering something about mushrooms all the while. He waited until the old man was gone, still suppressing his chakra, and then fled in a different direction, searching quite literally for greener grass.

It was taking a long time but he was slowly becoming more confident in his abilities, stunted though his physical growth may have been.

(exit)

(ttl wc: 2008

claiming +10 stats, and the Chakra Suppression skill)