Bitter 16 (Open)

Watching Ashie enter the Kage's tower, once she did so he would turn around and begin towards Salzem. The large cloaked figure that was Nobunaga made his way through the streets of Sunagakure, heading back in the direction Sal and Ashie came from originally. Following Sal's chakra signature which he had kept track of during the entirety of his conversation with Ashie; which was pretty short, Nobunaga made it to the bench Sal was sitting on in no time. Nobunaga would analyse the seated shinobi but before he could fully determine Salzem's state of mind he was interrupted by a little kid. This little kid was in too good of a mood and was about to ask the Hiyu a question. Diverting his stern gaze down onto the unknown child, Nobunaga would silently watch the Genin beginning to ask his question. But without saying a word, by simply looking at the kid Nobunaga refrained the Genin from ever actually asking whatever his question was.

Finding the little boy odd, Nobunaga made nothing of it as he had other business to take care of. Turning back to Salzem the Hiyu gave finished analysing him. He seemed more focused now, his face was not as flushed as it was previously and after speaking Nobunaga made note that his words were no longer slurred. It appeared the effects of the alcohol he had taken were wearing off, which was good. 

"I did not ask you to move." Nobunaga would respond. "I am simply here to make sure you do not cause any more harm than you already have." He should bring Sal to the authorities for public intoxication and disturbing the peace, not to mention he looked a little young to be drinking alcohol however the effects were wearing off and he did not want to shame Ashie's friend. "I'm going to ask that you remain seated here until you are of a frame of mind to leave." Nobunaga would then silently stand there and watch Salzem, exactly like a statue for as long as he had to. He was not one who spoke much and he did not like small talk if it was not necessary.

Salzem simply snorted in apathy at the giant's statement, not in the mood for his garbage. As he took in that air into his nose, however, he picked up a familiar scent... Ashie's scent. It surprised him that she wasn't out of his sensory range. It took him a moment, but he was able to pinpoint her smell to the top of a Suna building nearby. His sanguine eyes fell on that exact spot, seeing her looking down at him, almost judgmentally. He knew what she was judging him on. His drinking wasn't anything worse than anything anyone else had done. And if she needed "time," why was she looking at him so creepily from atop that building? That look disturbed him. Being disturbed made him frustrated. Salzem stared back, his eyes conveying a tight-lipped question. Why was she looking at him like that? He hated it when he was looked at that way.

"Well, lucky you." Salzem said, turning his attention back to the giant. He had barely even registered the little tyke leaving the bench. Probably for the best. He wasn't in the mood to entertain youngsters anyway. They all asked the wrong questions, said the wrong things and they kept coming to him like magnets. One had the good sense to leave, the other appeared to have the sense to stay, up there on that roof-top. "You won't have to wait long." With that, he'd get up from his bench again, taking one last look back up at the rooftop just in time to see Ashie's look warp from something like jealousy to betrayal. In her mind, he had betrayed her in some way or at least something like it. He imagined everyone in Konoha would look at him that way. The look itself was just as powerful as he imagined. Now he was imagining it from all angles, piercing his sense of security with their spear-like gazes. He began to make his slow, dizzying journey back to the hotel in which he stayed, walking something like a regular person. He needs to disappear from this village. He's been here far too long.

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(Sorry to keep ya'll waiting so long.)

Ashie saw the way Sal caught her sight. He got up, and left, just like that. Ashie heard the youngster speaking next to her, as if he were trying to do good. Ashie's grip almost crushed part of the building she was holding on to. She had to remember, Suna wasn't Konoha. She wasn't home. In home she could act harshly, tell the kid that he wasn't preforming mere magic tricks, he was practicing the mark of a shinobi.

However, Suna was a place of happiness. Or so she thought, Sal had made Ashie so confused, conflicted. She didn't understand his pain, and because of that, she only hurt him more. Maybe them parting was for the best. She would be wiser when she was older. She rose from her sniper like position to a standing. She turned to look at the kid who was offering her...tricks. She didn't know what to say, she felt angry, hurt, but the kid didn't deserve her lash out, so she held it back and because she couldn't respond positively she became more frustrated. She only thing she could do was bump the kids shoulder as she walked by him.

She was telling herself, If you have nothing nice to say, don't say it at all. Hoping that this made her feel better. She would come off as brash, but that was fine, as long as she wasn't mean or rude. Brash was fine. She new that Nobu was still there, but she couldn't interact with her uncle's people yet, she wasn't...better. She was still hurt from her own life and still needed some time mending before she could rightly interact with any of them.

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