The best kind of alcohol is a lot (open, nk)

Even before she got piss drunk, Yatagarasu was having a rotten day. First, her attempt to master the Rainbow Fort Seal, a B-rank technique, had gone haywire, then her milk expired, then... well, you get the picture. She was currently in a ninja bar, avoiding all responsibilities and the festival. It was ridiculously noisy, and besides... She had better things to do than play around with children. She scratched her nape and slammed the empty shot glass on the counter.

"...Bartender!" she yelled. The entire bar turned to her. She paused. "I'll have..." scratching her chin, she contemplated her options. Pizza. Pizza sound good. But she didn't like crunchy things... What a conundrum. "I want a bonelessh pizza." she requested, a goofy smile on her face. This was such a good idea! Maybe if they give her enough, she'll have some to take home for later. She eyed the shot glass in front of her as it filled up with a clear liquid. She chugged it back, and it tasted bitter. Her face scrunched up as the spirits rushed down her throat. Maybe it was a good idea to stop. She was feeling a little nauseous...

"Ma'am, this is a bar. We don't have pizza." the bartender explained patiently, an exasperated expression adorned on his face. N-no pizza? What was she going to- "Ma'am, why are you crying?" Crying? She felt her eyes. Sure enough, there were the makings of little teardrops around the corner. No. She refused.

"I'm not crying, you're crying!" she yelled intelligently. He gave her an odd look. She paused. HOW DARE HE?! Next thing she knew, her palm was outstretched and an imperfect Rainbow Fort was formed on the bar counter.

"Get out." He pointed towards the door, and she happily obliged after she fell off of her bar stool and shambled towards the door. The instant she opened it, the humid air flew in and she paused. The festival was quite noisy... She covered her ears and eyed a bench against a building. Next thing she knew, she collapsed onto it. And worst of all, she didn't have her boneless pizza.


WC: 357
Total: 357

The second day of the festival bustled just as much as the first, but it was starting to wind down just a bit.  While the streets were by no means empty, you no longer had to physically squeeze and slowly make your way down the street.

This was the time he liked best.  Everything was still open, but it was more relaxed.  No one was hurrying anymore, everyone found their place.  While Hayate enjoyed meeting his new friends yesterday, it took more out of him than it relaxed him.  Sometimes you just needed alone time, ya know?   Like that girl over there, messily half sprawled on the bench, taking up almost the whole thing with her long limbs, not caring what people thought...

He looked again.   Yata?  Yatagarasu?  Hayate thought he recognized the young woman, but it took him a moment to be sure.  When she came to talk to his mother about that her specialty, fuuinjutsu,he never interacted with her long.  The stuff they were working on was still way above his head.  But she was always a bit quiet and reserved in their short acknowledgements and greetings.  He wouldn't have imagined her to be one sat so sloppily on a bench like that... and looking closer, was she drunk?!?!  Then again, he only saw her when she was interacting with an outranking ninja, and people can behave drastically different in different company.....

He contemplated leaving her for a moment.  Just a quiet night, please! He looked up and begged to the night sky.  But all it rewarded him with was a mental image of the frown his normally bubbly and sweet mother would have on if she knew he passed by a genin she taught and he was acquainted with.   Alright, I'll just see if she's ok.  Then I'll go, duty done.


He walked up and stood in front of her, hesitating for a moment.  Then he reached his hand out and touched her shoulder with a gentle shake.  "Yatagarasu?  It's Hayate.  You know, Mrs Seiteki's son.  Are you .... alright?"


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Crowds of people, shinobi and civilians alike, overtook the streets as they continued to celebrate and enjoy the festival, partaking in all the festivities it had to offer. Children could be seen trying to pick up fish with nets made of bubbles while the older guests were browsing the many stalls, which held a multitude of items from weapons to clothes to jewelry to food. It was actually at one of the clothing stores that Hikari was able to find a gorgeous, snowflake embroidered kimono the night before, after she had finished meeting a few of Kirigakure’s shinobi. They were an interesting bunch, less crude and aggorgant than she had envisioned the people of Kiri to be. After all, her first encounter with someone from Kiri had been anything but pleasant; he was a tall, stern man who started to converse with her only to suddenly change his mind and knock her unconscious, after he cut off her brother’s legs of course. Her blood boiled at the mere thought of the man, Kiri’s bastard she befittingly deemed him. He was tied with Yensung Aburame for the most despicable person she knew, although Yensung was slightly higher on the list for the transgressions he made against not only her but their village as well. If she ever got the chance to sever his legs, she would gladly take the opportunity to so that he would know the pain her brother suffered through.

Hikari sighed quietly, pulling her mind away from the tragedy that was the Kiri versus Kono war. She knew lingering on the pain and anger it brought would only cause more problems, potentially even causing her death if she wasn’t careful. Instead, she had to focus on her reason for being in Kirigakure: to train with those who are the strongest in order to gain more strength and power. Only then, when she had improved tenfold, could she face Yensung Aburame and extract her revenge.

However, tonight was not a time for training or gaining influence. It was only the second day of a rather large festival, and she intended to learn more about the Kirigakure culture while she was here for it would be a shame to travel to another village and not experience everything it had to offer. Thus, she walked down the bustling cobblestone path, feeling the humidity beat down on her every time she passed others exuding heat. It was far too uncomfortable and caused Hikari to move away from the lingering people, walking  to other side of the street, away from the stalls lining the inner side of the street, where they had benches and trash cans set up.

It was then that she spotted a woman crumpled on a bench, her raven tresses sprawled every which way. Hikari worried the woman was ill or severely intoxicated, otherwise she wouldn’t be lying on a bench during a festival. Then she noted a familiar blonde haired boy walk up to the woman from the opposite side of the walkway. She was within earshot to hear the young Kiri shinobi call out to the woman as he gently shook her shoulder, wondering if she was alright or not. Hikari kept walking toward them, making it to the side of the bench, to Hayate’s right, as Hayate had just finished talking. As she stopped, an overwhelming scent hit her nose, and she instantly knew what happened to the person lying on the bench. They were incredibly intoxicated. She wasn’t sure if her medical jutsus would help somber someone up, but she would be able to heal any injuries from falling they might have sustained or something similar to that.

Hikari would wait to see if the ebony haired person made any kind of response, whether verbally or physically, before chiming in. If the woman did give a response, she would react accordingly, giving as much help as she could. If the woman didn’t give a response, Hikari would glance at Hayate while saying, “Hello again. Would you like any assistance helping her? I’m a medical-nin, in case she needs healing or anything like that.” She didn’t hesitate to offer her aid, even if she was a Konoha shinobi in Kirigakure, she couldn’t abandon someone in need of saving or requiring help.

(WC: 714)
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"Yatagarasu?  It's Hayate.  You know, Mrs Seiteki's son.  Are you .... alright?" Suddenly, a figure was standing to her side. She bolted up off the little bench in front of the bar, only to trip over her own feet and fall to the damp ground. Shakily, she pulled herself up and stared at the stranger for a good half a minute. White sleeveless hoodie... Face mask... Wait! She knew who this was!

"...Hayato!" she shouted obnoxiously, drawing the attention of a few nearby NPCs who we don't really care about at the moment. "I'm perfectly fine, yesh? Look, watch me do a handshtand." Yatagarasu then proceeded to surface walk up the side of the bar... On her hands. "Hayata, they didn't listen to me in there," she stated. "But you will, right?" Regardless of whether or not he would reply, she slid down the bar wall slowly and landed face down on the cobblestone ground. "I need... I need... Bonelessh pizza." She paused for a moment, as if considering her options. "If you don't get it, I'll shtart singing and won't shut up until you get it!"

It was around this time that she noticed there was someone else there. A young woman with white hair who offered to help... Psssh, as if there was a problem in the first place! She was only slightly tipsy. "Hi pretty lady! Watch thish!" She then cleared her voice loudly, attracting some odd stares from festival goers. "AAAAAAAAND IIIIII.... WILL ALWAYS LOOOOOVEE YOOOOU-" She then proceeded to empty the contents of her stomach all down the shirt of a random man. His face turned an interesting shade of red.

"I'll gut you for thi-" Her palm raised and a Rainbow Fort barrier (incomplete of course) appeared in front of him. "...What?" When the fuuinjutsu technique sputtered out, she kneed him in the balls and started walking in a random direction as if the two ninja weren't even there. A soft thump alerted her that the man had fallen onto the ground. She pouted to herself. She still didn't have a boneless pizza.

WC: 348
Total WC: 705

If Hayate thought people might start to whisper about her before, all doubt was cast aside as the tall woman sprung to life like an animatronic puppet, managing to fumble his name a bit.  Luckily Hikari showed up - in a new dress he noted, despite himself, she really did have good taste.  Good, maybe she could help solve this right away and he could move on with his night. 

That hope seemed ever slimmer, though, as he watched in silent surprise when the woman did a hand walk up the wall.  Even with Hayates athleticism he couldn't manage that yet, but if he remembered right the woman was a natural at Chakra control.

Shaking it off, he looked around as the slight swelling of the crowd around them as some people paused to watch the scene.  This was going to be a pain for sure if he let it continue.  He began to call out for her to come back, but she slid back down on her own.  However, still face down and talking into the cobblestone, she mentioned something about needing.... "boneless pizza".  She seemed calmer again, could he leave this to the older girl after all? 

The answer quickly turned to no, as he was threatened with loud, drunken serenades unless he personally made sure she got her treat. She didn't even wait, launching into a ballad right at Hikari, drawing more attention. 

What really startled him, though, was when she suddenly turned (she was turning into a chaotic ball of a random action) and thew up on a stranger, using a seal to protect herself from reprisal and then following up with a rough shit at the family jewels.  The man doubled over in surprise with a large wheezing exhale, followed by a lot of groaning and cursing.  Hayate winced in automatic sympathy, and noted to stand a little sideways if he himself was going to approach too close to the drunken female ninja, lest he suffer a similar fate. 

His eyes wandered back to try and find girl causing the commotion, but she was already skipping away. 

Shit shit shit.   He thought.  Drunken conduct, using ninja arts on a villager, and assaulting him... She could get in real trouble for this, and the authorities punishment around here wasn't always known as lax.  And it would only get worse if he didn't stop her. 

He gave a sympathetic/apologetic/'I can't believe she's doing this, can you' look toward Hikari, which was a lot to put into a glance.  He considered pausing to help the man, figuring if someone did maybe yata wouldn't get in as much trouble later.  Or Maybe Hikari would help the man quickly, although he might need her help stopping the rampaging Yata. 

Without much time to decide he choose the quickest path - stop the source of the issues. He sprinted after Yata, following her easily with her height.  


He caught up and placed a hand on her shoulder, the other waist height and ready to defend against a sudden knee. He pulled down his mask.  "Yata... You know what let's get you that pizza.  You just have to come with me, I know where to go." 

 He would try and take her hand - etiquette be damned, he was certain if she wasn't physically being led she'd wander away - to guide her quickly over a street to get away from the eyes of anyone who had seen what had happened.

Shit shit shit again.  He had no idea where to go besides away from the scene. 

If Hikari showed up immediately, he would attempt to convince Hikari to watch yata and maybe get yata to clean up from thowing up, and try and get her to let him go get pizza while he left her alone with the drunk. 

If she took a some time before showing up or didn't show up, he would instead try and lead yata down near the water, hoping to get her away from the crowd and to a quiet place where she could hopefully wash up the puke  and no one would either fall or be pushed in.

WC 691  TWC 1034

The moment Hayate finished speaking to the drunken woman, she quickly sat up and tried to move away, but her legs were unable to hold the full weight of her body when she stood up so suddenly, thus causing her to crash on the ground. Hikari was about to bend down and see if she was alright, but before she could do so the woman, named Yatagarasu according to Hayate, got a hold of herself as best she could and pulled herself up. Then she bore into Hayate, accessing him for a few seconds before coming to the realization that she knew the young man in front of her, and once she remembered who he was, she shouted at the top of her lungs his name, or the new she thought she knew in her influenced state. She replied to his question, surprising Hikari with how she was able to talk relatively coherently, only slurring twice.

Yata then proceeded to walk to the bar’s wall, using the surface walking technique to climbing the building with her palms in an attempt to do a handstand. Hikari prepared herself in case she needed to quickly administer healing to the young woman, hoping she wouldn’t lose control of her chakra and fall down the wall, causing serious injury to herself. While she was on the wall she called out to Hayate and told him that they, whom she assumed meant the bar, wouldn’t listen to her and she asked if he would. He began to respond to her saddening question but before he could say much she slid slowly down the wall, and Hikari thought she would be okay until she missed her landing, causing her to hug the ground yet again. At this moment Hikari ran over to her, listening as she mumbled about boneless pizza.

“Are you okay, Yatagarasu? Did you get hurt anywhere?” Hikari’s voice gained a hint of a motherly overtone as she spoke to her, wanting to be as comforting as possible. If Yata ignored her question and continued with her threat, she would then speak again saying, “Don’t worry, Yatagarasu, we will get you your boneless pizza, but you gotta come with us to go get it, alright?” If Yata did respond to Hikari’s question about if she was okay or injured, then she would ask Yata where she was hurt and if she needed healing.If Yata did want healing, Hikari would obviously heal all of the injured she permittered her to care for.

If Yata didn’t ignore her question then she would gladly take her arm and lead both Hayate and her on a journey to find boneless pizza. If she ignored the question about coming with them to get the pizza as well and went straight into singing, Hikari would smile softly while listening to Yata blast her voice across the area. Then she witnessed the taller woman disgorged onto the nearest passerby, a horrendous thing to happen to someone. The man in question was understandably irate, but decided to physically lash out at Yata instead of just verbally by raising his fist with the intention of hitting her. Hikari was about to block his attack when Yata raised her hand and unleashed an unknown jutsu upon him, and due to her using a jutsu on him he became confused and momentarily stopped his punch which gave Yata enough time to reach her knee him in his groin. He crumpled to the ground in agony, clutching his injury and muttering profanities under his breath.

Hikari bowed deeply to the man as she apologized for Yata’s actions before she turned on her heels and chased after the other two shinobi. She would have offered to heal the man, but his injury was not somewhere she felt comfortable bringing her hands close to (for Mystical Palm requires her hands to float roughly two inches above the injury, which was still far too close for comfort).

When she caught up to Hayate and Yata, which didn’t take a long time at all because she sprinted at two-thirds of her maximum speed. The former was trying to reason with the latter, saying they should go get pizza together while also trying to take her hand in an attempt to keep her from running off again.

“Hold on, I can find some boneless pizza for you in a couple of seconds, Yatagarasu, so please bear with me real quick.” She would say, focusing some of her chakra to her eyes, causing the veins near the lilac tinted orbs to bulge. She would then use her Byakugan to see through all of the stalls around them, searching for a sign that mentioned pizza, or one that surprisingly said specifically that it sold boneless pizza (because who knows, maybe Kirigakure had a type of pizza that was referred to as boneless, and that could only be found in Kiri during the King Tide festival). After five seconds of her quickly scoping out the area for the aforementioned pizza, she found a stall not too far away from them on the opposite side of where they came from. “I’ve found one, so please follow me to the boneless pizza.”

She would then try to lead them down the street, traveling farther away from the incident, and within five minutes they came across the pizza stall with a variety of options on its menu. “Here you are, Yatagarasu. What toppings do you want on your boneless pizza?” She would ask as she turned to look at the women in question, a soft smile gracing her lips.

However, if anything were to not go as predicted, Hikari would react accordingly to the new situation.

(WC: 1,666)

The instant the stranger offered to find some boneless pizza, she froze and stood up straighter. The veins around her eyes seemed to... flare up? Whatever, it was difficult to find the words when she was piss drunk. A few moments later, her eyes returned to normal as she pointed out a location where she could find it. It was around this time that she took Hayate's hand and started attempting to pull him over to the general direction of the stall. The overall trip took about five minutes in the heavily crowded area, but SOMEHOW she managed not to get lost, throw up on a civilian, and/or piss off anyone else that she really shouldn't. Yatagarasu stood in front of it, head tilted and eyes narrowed, as if it were a very serious decision. Which, to the drunkard, it kind of was. She stood there for a good ten minutes, completely ignorant of the line building up behind her. When she eventually spoke up to order, it was in a tentative whisper.

"C-can I get... a pizza?" she asked. Her eyes were wide, as if she couldn't believe this was actually happening (the same could possibly be said to the two people accompanying her...), though there was a slight calculative look within if one bothered to look.

"I mean, this IS a pizza stall-"

"Great! Can I get.. a diet pizza, with watermelon, blue cheese, bamboo shoots, sprinkles, and... and..." she brought her hand to her chin as if wondering what to get next. "an entire guava?" The look on the strangers face would have been priceless had she been in the state of mind to enjoy it. Instead, she was completely comically serious in her order, as if she couldn't believe that there would be no way to obtain these items. The man at the stall scratched his head.

"Well, I have pepperoni pizza, which is like diet pizza with, ahem, watermelon, blue cheese, bamboo shoots, and what was it? Sprinkles and avocado? But it has these little round circles." he advertised with an understanding tone in his voice for the drunk genin's temporary babysitters/carers. She nodded sagely.

"Yesh, that is what the Giant Tortellini in the shky has proclaimed. Once I have proved myself worthy, He shall descend from the heavens in all His holinessh and tell me the shecrets of the rainbow unicorns." she answered, as if it was completely obvious. The man blinked.

"That, uhh... That'll be ten ryo for the pizza." She handed him the ryo and also a piece of lint that she claimed was 'for the road'. When it was done, she then proceeded to surface walk up the side of the nearest building, sit down, and nibble the pizza one bite at a time. Seeing it wasn't getting anywhere, she then proceeded to eat everything off the pizza except the bread. What did she do with the bread, one might ask? She cast an incomplete rainbow fort barrier, put the bread on top of it, and used the barrier to fling the bread as far as humanly possible. It disappeared from vision, but- that might have been a result of her drunkenness. Next, she lay down (sideways) on the building's wall and proceeded to fall asleep. Nap time was serious business.

WC: 552
Total WC: 1257

Well, mission accomplished.  Kinda.  

After the puke-and-knee combo, Hayate had managed to catch up to Yata, with Hikari not long behind.  Any though he had no clue where to go, Hikari had used what he was sure was a strong Dojutsu to find a stall despite not being familiar with the area.  It was impressive, and he opened his mouth to say something - but was jerked forward by Yata instead.  She was dragging him in the general direction of the stall, and he knew resisting would just end with both of them in a heap in the middle of the street so he resigned himself to let it happen.   Sure enough, they eventually reached the stall and she eventually got some pizza.  When in Rome -  he decided to get himself a plain slice as well.

He glanced over at Hikari - this must be like what having a toddler as new parents feels like.  It wasn't unpleasant, but it was a bother.

As they settled against a wall to eat and calm down, Yata of course had to climb the wall, but settled most of the way up to eat.  Satified, Hayate sat down dug into his own piece, scooting over a few inches to avoid the occasional drooping of sauce and topping that hit the ground next to him.  He finished his slice, and noticed the droppings had stopped.

Looking up, he noticed the girls pizza was gone.  In fact, her entire body was sideways flat against the wall, her long hair draping down as were the sashes on her outfit.  They swayed slightly with her sleeping breaths.

Wait, she was asleep?  he stood on the ground looking up at her  These female ninjas amazed him with the casual use of their impressive abilities, as he could barely scale walls with full concentration, and she was unconscious (if she wasn't just pretending, that is), and managed a full body seal.  Of course, the surface walking jutsu wouldn't hold forever, and her hold might just slip soon.  He slowly scaled the wall below her and tenatively poked her side with a finger, hoping to gently wake her without her loosing her girp.  If they could just get her home, or sobered up, maybe some coffee or splash some water on her face.....hopefully even the effect of puking up some of the alcohol would help.  

If this went on much longer, this would be the second night of this normally relaxing festival he didn't get his Taiyaki, or get to stop by the festival music stall... these people were making his live more interesting, thats for sure.

When he next can ask awake Yata a question he'll admit he doesn't know where she lives, and ask where it is (or if theres somewhere they can take her).

wc 465 twc 1499

The moment she offered to find the boneless pizza, Yata stopped moving completely and stood motionless, not wanting to disobey the woman who was going to find what she desired. Neither of the two seemed concerned about her doujutsu, the Byakugan of the Hyuuga clan, or perhaps one was too drunk and the other too busy being dragged away by the former to comment on her eyes. Regardless, she followed the two as they dodged running into any passerbys and kept out of trouble as they weaved their way to the pizza stall. Hikari was thankful her Byakugan could come in handy, especially to help appease the drunken member of their mismatched group. Having an angry drunk would only cause more problems, she had learned that the hard way back at the Konoha Hospital when one of the patients hadn’t been given what he wanted and began throwing a massive tantrum that resulted in one of the other patients getting a black eye (a minor injury for them to heal, but still painful nonetheless to receive, especially as a civilian not seasoned to pain).

As they stopped in front of the stall, Yata tilted her head and gazed narrowly at the menu, her clouded mind trying to decide what she wanted (despite her having wanted pizza all night long). It took the young woman about ten minutes to speak up, completely ignoring the angry protests behind her as she asked every so softly for pizza. Her eyes were giant saucers as she continued after the man taking the orders confirmed she could have pizza, rambling off a list of what she wanted on her specialized pizza. The food in question needed to be diet, with watermelon, blue cheese, bamboo shoots, sprinkles, and avocado. Hikari gave a sympathetic look to the man at the counter as he scratched his head in an effort to come up with an idea of what to give Yata, as the poor girl was extremely excited for her monster pizza and it would’ve been heartbreaking to tell her she couldn’t have what she wanted. Thankfully the man was far more understanding than anyone could’ve expected, telling Yata that he had a pizza that was like what she wanted, instantly selling the girl on a slice of pepperoni

She then began proclaiming drunken nonsense, typical behavior for someone intoxicated, about a giant tortellini and rainbow unicorns. The man at the stall blinked at her very imaginative sentence before he brushed past it and asked for ten ryo to pay for her special pizza. Once she received her pizza she walked over to a nearby building and used the surface walking technique to walk up it’s side, going a reasonable distance up before plopping down and enjoying her food. Hikari kept an eye on the younger shinobi while they too ordered from the stall, although they were lucky that Yata was too content with her pizza to wander around and cause mischief.

Before Hayate walked over to Yata with his piece of pizza, he gave Hikari a glance she immediately understood. The unwritten message, that taking care of the drunken girl was like taking care of a child, brought a small smile to her lips. It was, at times, stressful to take care of someone like Yata or a child, but it had its rewarding moments as well. Hikari ordered a slice of cheese pizza and a fruity, Kirigakure inspired cocktail. She figured she should try all that there was while she visited, and since she would most likely never again get to try such a beverage, she figured now was as good a time as any. It also helped that she knew her limits, and one cocktail would not be enough to hinder her or cloud her judgement in any way.

It didn’t take long for her to pay and collect her items, so Yata and Hayate were both still eating when she sat down near them, beside Yata and in front of Hayate (that way she could keep an eye on Yata). The trio ate in silence, content with the quiet peace for they knew not when they would partake in such tranquility once Yata was finished with her food and on to her next drunken tirade.

Yata wasted no time in devouring her pizza, and once Hayate finished his own slice he began scaling the wall to check on the slumbering girl. As he tentatively climbed below her, in case she were to slip, Hikari noticed that the raven haired sleeping beauty was losing her grip on the wall and would cease the technique in use within moments, “Hayate, watch out! She’s falling!” She sprinted over to be underneath the two of them, her arms outstretched in case she needed to act as a last case resort to catch one or both of them.

She hoped Hayate had enough strength and skill to catch Yata and remain concentrated on the surface walking technique, but if he didn’t and he himself slipped, she would catch him easily, as her body had been fine tuned to withstand forces much larger than just two people crashing down due to gravity. If she couldn’t support them then her title as a medical shinobi would be a disgrace, and she would need to find another calling in life.

If Hayate didn’t need her to catch him, she would patiently wait for him to come back down with Yata, and once he was on flat ground again, she would speak up, unless he beat her to the punch, “We should probably get her home as soon as possible. Do you know where she lives?” If Yata was awake then she would be asking her where she lived so they could take her home to rest, but if she wasn’t awake then the question remained for Hayate to answer. Similarly, if Hayate didn’t know where Yata lived, then she would offer for the young girl to stay at the place she was currently residing, the house of Aryll Hyuuga, heiress of the Hyuuga clan.

(WC: 2,678)

After a few moments of blissful silence from the drunkard, her chakra grip on the wall began to slowly slip. She slid down a few inches before falling off entirely. Whoever caught one hundred and fifty pounds of kunoichi would suddenly find themselves caught in a not particularly tight grip as she adjusted herself over their shoulder. "Get who home?" she asked, curious. "Oooh, does Hayate know where a girl lives? Hehehe.. (hic) I never thought he had it in him." should Hayate be the one supporting her weight, she would slap him on the back. Should Hikari be the one carrying her, instead, she would reach over and awkwardly pat him on the head. "Good job." a thought suddenly occurred to her. "Wait, were you talking about me?" she scratched her head. "I live towardsh the beach." she said. Though she never specified which one, Kirigakure was located on a series of ten islands. In short, there were a LOT of beaches she could be referring to. She stretched and yawned, making herself comfortable in the grasp of whoever happened to be holding her.

Next, she began to hum to herself softly. "Washtin away again, in Margaritaviiiiiilleee..." she carried on the last note a little awkwardly before staying quiet. Bleh.

WC: 211
Total WC: 1468