[Akira]

"I'm very sorry." Hotarubi was not sorry at all as he bowed deeply, head closed - he would feel a slap on the back of his head which he wouldn't do anything about. "You're banned! Banned!" It was not a surprising thing to take place after Hotarubi had fucked around and found out - what would happen if one played a game with a bit too much oomph. It was a boulles- a Pétanque game gone wrong where you simply threw a ball, make sure it landed in the centre and knock all other balls out. Only, Hotarubi had... hit it a bit too hard.

Throwing it was fine: but he'd went at it with the aim of completely eviscerating the competition, and by throwing a marble so hard to dislodge one of them; shattering and just disappearing from the centre, he would only have learned five minutes later when someone had come out, it had gone through some... particularly gnarly decorative banners. "What is your name?" Hotarubi squinted. Was there a good way to get about this? "Nageku Yamakira. Yeah. N, A, G, E, K, U. You know the clan. Ja Ne!" Hotarubi would spell out his brother's name.

But that was it: kicked off grounds, Hotarubi wondered what on earth he was going to do for the day now? He had, taken a holiday - a 2 week holiday in fact, not touching anything remotely close to chakra or missions or training, and he expected that there would be no missions in that timeframe. So, he was trying out new things that he had not tried in past, given that he had worked at a noodle shop for a few years between stints at the academy. This break was necessary, and it was... taking him time to get into it. Ambling through the streets at a slow pace he simply wanted to observe, maybe he would go out to try and find some new rocks? Spend a few days down in the mines? That sounded like a lot of fun...

[googlefont=Open+Sans]