[Maboroshi Chikap]

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Chikap struggled to keep a hold of the academy student with his strings. He might be able to hold her like this for another thirty seconds or so before he reached the limits of how much he could restrain her without breaking his grasp.

Letting the threats roll off his shoulder, the chunin maintained focus. He felt they didn’t really mean what they were saying. It was important that they got this lesson down quickly. Instructors might be able to avoid many of the undisciplined strikes, but it’d dangerous for the other students.

"That’s right, focus, I know you can do it.”

He stepped closer to try to ease the tension of holding the strings that were keeping her from squirming. The thread of chakra coming from his ring finger started to strain. Despite his best efforts to send more chakra through the tip of his finger, that thread snapped, and the student would regain control of their left arm unattended.

He couldn’t reassert control of the arm now. There would be a brief window of opportunity for Hisomu to have him within reach of her freed hand if she was quick enough. If she didn’t make a move before he realized a thread broke, he’d take a step back.

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[Oogani Hisomu]

Whilst Hisomu was attempting to fight against the strain of her bloodline as it continuously regressed - there would be a hinderance as she strained herself somewhat. It was but a momentary pause in the attempt to control her power, but it messed with her mind and attitude just a wee bit due to the prolonged exposure. Her body would flail meekly against the strings as he approached her, but the sudden 'freedom' of movement her left arm obtained sparked an ignition within her two brain cells.

HIsomu's expression maintained a struggling one, one fighting for control as the mark on her forehead regressed away - but it was a rouse, at least partially. It was a devious attempt, but with her left arm free and him presumably in her reach - Hisomu would unleash a wicked response at him.

Flicking. The Student pressed her middle finger against her thumb to build up tension in her finger before unleashing the wrath of a slightly unhinged academy student onto Chikap's chest if successful. Just a mean, but minor, flick of the middle-finger at him. Despite this brief moment of rebelliousness, Hisomu's primary focus was still regressing her transformation and regain complete control.

Now, if she did manage to flick him with her finger, she'd laugh like a dork at him. "HARH-HARH-HARH-STUPID!" Just as she had called the kid that one upped her stupid. Now, she was calling him stupid - albeit it was probably not sincere. Presumably just the bloodline talking - but if her left arm was still free, she'd afterwards form the seal of concentration. Just a minor tool to assist her in managing her flow of chakra.

In other words, Hisomu's appearance was almost entirely normal by now if everything went according to plan, as even the mark and comically odd nails receded away into the abyss. If Chikap did not retaliate, Hisomu's expression would brighten up into a stupid smile that stemmed from the accomplishment of training but also flicking Chikap if she was successful in that. "DOING IT! DOING IT! NGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

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That flick hit him square in the chest. The nail didn’t cut through the Amegakure flak jacket, but its was reminiscent of a wasp sting. Kap withdrew and more chakra threads broke. He decided to release the jutsu and threw his arms up into a guard.

Exhaling, Chikap prepared for a continued assault from the unrestrained student. He planned to use his forearms to block the blow, then he’d counter through a firm grab to restrain Hisomu’s wrists.

Backed against his podium, it suprised him that a strike never came. Carefully lowering his guard he saw Hisomu’s seal. The demonic transformation had retracted. Maybe she had control now? If not, Chikap might learn a valuable lesson.

Too close. "Wow, look at that! Get to know the volume of chakra you’ve channeled and commit it to memory.”

Unsure if she was going to sustain the suppression, he decided not to risk pushing her stress levels any further. "That’s enough detention for today. We should go for ice cream.”

To eat processed sugar wasn’t the healthiest thing for a kid, but Chikap figured a treat could soothe Hisomu. The quick energy spike helped alleviate headaches brought on from overusing chakra, so long as people didn’t inhale it.

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We need to beat Yamato at getting ice cream.

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[Oogani Hisomu]

Hisomu’s limbs were released from the foul threads of chakra that were keeping her in place, bar her arm, and for some odd reason it seemed as if he was expecting her to attack him. There’d be an audible giggle that turned into a chuckle as she looked at him lowering his guard, and her seal was still being maintained. The academy student was as normal as they come, and she was listening intently to his words of wisdom about channelling chakra – alright, easy enough.

Probably.

Hisomu’s expression of joy dimmed down into a strained one as her eyebrows furrowed and her free hand lowered down her side. It was wise of him to not stress her any further, due to Hisomu being on the edge of either giving it her all or just throwing the towel in due to the headache it was causing. Inhaling deeply, Hisomu would let out a deep sigh of relief as she stopped forming the seal.
ICECREAM?! Hisomu loudly screeched as her voice broke and she threw both of her hands into the air. Now this was an opportunity she rarely got to experience as she began cheering "WOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" She cheered on as she sought to jump onto one of the chairs. "DEAL! You're paying, right!? I don't remember last I had ice-cream, but one after detention AND training too!? I should do this more often!" Hisomu said jokingly towards the end. Probably. In other words, Hisomu was very excited - and to the degree she might break the chair as she began jumping up and down on it.

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-ice cream.

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[Maboroshi Chikap]

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"Bet. I’ve got us covered this time.”

Kap signed off on the pink slip with black ink and noted, ‘Chakra control lesson completed without incident.’  He put it away. Not for himself: he’d remember them. Someone might check his books, so he did things by the numbers (with omitted details).

"Come along now, Hisomu.” He pulled his mauve umbrella from a wall mount near the door and carried it folded against his shoulder.

The pair needed to catch the Ichiba Market train.

They stepped into the subway tunnel. A train had parked there loading passengers. Together they ran making it before the doors shut. The car was loaded full, and few visited the academy in the afternoon. Everyone headed to Ichiba at this hour.

No seats were available, so they stood in the aisle holding iron overhead handles. The other riders stayed quiet keeping to themselves, the majority weren’t in uniform, so they could have been shinobi or civilians.

"Make sure you eat supper tonight; I don’t want anyone getting mad at me for spoiling it!” Since detention lasted another thirty minutes, they had time before she should be expected home that afternoon, assuming she told her parents about her punishment in the first place.

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Ichiba Market

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[Oogani Hisomu]

Hisomu wriggled her eyebrows when he said he had them covered this time. Wait – they were going to do it again in the future? Buuyah! She was promptly in her zone within this very moment as she waited for him to check off in his books – all that fancy stuff that Hisomu could care less about. Hisomu, in all her eagerness, zoomed right up to Chikap as he pulled his mauve umbrella from the wall. Hisomu’s equipment though? It was limited to her large crimson coat and her bag of hotdogs in her pocket. It was all she needed in these trying times of detention. Unfortunately, enough by the looks of it, the duo didn’t have any seats as they entered the car – shame.

Hisomu thought it was a wee bit awkward however and intentionally coughed for additional points in awkwardness. Her expression shifted into a cocky grin as she looked up at Chikap as he mentioned the supper.

"Pfh. It’s not like anyone cares about that at home – I’ll eat what I want, they leave me to figure it out on my own and that!” Hisomu said with a light chuckle as she sought to lightly elbow his side in a joking manner. "If anyone’s mad though, it’ll be me – willing or not. You know – typical detention kid stuff.”

In regard to her status at home though, she hadn’t told them nor were they expecting her home at a reasonable time. Hisomu’s parents unlike her, were completely normal – and when you’ve got a half-rabies half-transforming child raging when one plus one doesn’t equal three, you kind of act cautious to not anger them further. "Oh, right! What's your favourite flavour of icecream? Is it. . .Chocolaté?" Hisomu said with an intentional weird dialect, putting excessive emphasis on each vocal.

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"Hmm, my favorite ice cream?” Chikap asked. "Blueberry actually. Chocolates good an all, but it’s a little rich for me. What about you? What’s your favorite.”

Standing next to Hisomu on the train, Chikap caught a pungent whiff of processed pork. His nose crinkled up. It was funny, he thought that he had smelled it back at the school as well. Kids tended to keep leftovers in the lockers overnight, so he had tolerated the distant smell. To be this close was different. Where did it come from? His gaze traveled to the people on the subway. Was it the heavyset middle-aged man half asleep next to them. Or was it the genin who were still panting and dripping with sweat from a training mission.

No. It had to be something closer. He looked down at the bag that Hisomu was carrying. "Hey, um. What is in the bag?” Chikap asked as he poked a finger against the side. The squishy texture caught him off guard, so he pulled it back.

The question was interrupted with the train coming to a halt. People started standing up. Doors opened as air compression released above them. There was a mumbled message about arriving over an intercom.

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Notes go here.

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[Oogani Hisomu]

Hisomu’s body tilted to the side as the whole train came to a halt, and she was completely tilted at a 70 degrees angle before snapping back into an upright stand of 90 degrees. Her nose sniffed at the stench of the train, for oh boy did it smell. It took a moment for Hisomu to process what was happening, what was interrupted and if that middle-aged man was genuinely sleeping or dead.

Although, as soon as the doors opened up Hisomu would zoom forward and attempted to grab Chikap’s wrist to pull him alongside her and towards the outside. . . or wherever it led. Hisomu would practically attempt to pull him with her wherever it lead - even if it was a cliff. Although that would be highly unrealistic considering where they were.
"C'mon! Just squeeze right through, punch a guy or two if you have to!" Hisomu adamantly commented as she sought to push through the masses, against the tide - against the horde, if there was one. His initial question skipped her mind for a few seconds as she focused her attention on movement.

"Oh! My Favouriteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?" Hisomu squinted up at him for a few seconds before grinning. "Banana." Reaching into her pocket, Hisomu would grab onto the bag of hotdogs to ensure it wasn't stolen. Besides, she was getting a bit hungry - so why not have hotdogs for desert following the ice-cream? Genius Hisomu.

"Alright - C'mon! C'mon-C'mon-C'mon-C'mooooooooon! I can't wait any longahhhhhhhhhhhhh. Ice-Ice-Ice-Creeeeeeaaaaaaaaam." Hisomu mumbled to herself through gritted teeth as she shifted attitude at the masses once more.

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"No, don’t punch anyone please!” Chikap said as he followed behind Hisomu. He was starting to worry about deciding on the trip, but he wasn’t one to back down from a promise. One thing that he determined was that the smell was coming from the bag that she carried. He’d try to ignore it for now.

Banana ice cream, hm? He’d never had it before. He didn’t think they imported them when he was a kid, so it lacked the nostalgia of his usual picks. Maybe he’d give it a try.

Once they got outside the train things got a bit less crowded, but not much. They stepped out into the busy market. People walked through the roadways where various stalls were lined up selling different items and confections. The smell of funnel cake permeated the air as they drew nearer to an ice cream parlor.

A neon sign hung in the window. An outlined figure of a pink ice cream cone with a grin on it. Chikap pushed inside (likely behind Hisomu) and peered at a busy line in front of a counter.

"Looks like we have to wait a bit longer,” Chikap said. "Are you excited?”

He knew they were, but what’d be the fun in not asking?

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sorry this is bad quality ><.

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