[Urano Shun]

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His dreams were shattered! How was he supposed to go on if he couldn't trust anyone? Why did ninjas have to be so distrustful? It made no sense people should just get along right? Shun just wasn't sure what to do anymore now with this newfound information. He could run home to his parent sin cry in their arms, but what if they were lying to him about why he had to be pulled from the academy? What if this was some giant conspiracy against him and the world was out to get him? Did everyone want to stop him from achieving his goals? The thought of the world being so against him scared the poor boy and he just didn't want to return to his home if it meant being lied to.

So he decided he would try and cheer himself up with more picture taking after all his hobby of capturing the essence of others usually cheered him up anyway. Yet every picture he took felt lackluster and it felt like the joy was sucked out of the hobby he so enjoyed. He didn't know what to do anymore especially now that even his hobbies seemed to lack meaning. Finding a bench to sit on he would climb on it and with his feet hanging off the edge he would begin kicking his feet. Thinking of what to do feeling even sadder by the minute.

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[nashida]

Nashida, the absolute giant of a woman, has come into the village of Yukigakure to do some of her monthly shopping. Although, perhaps monthly was pushing it; it was an uncommon occurrence to be sure, as she most often stayed in her smithy near the edge of the village instead of staying near the heart of the ninja village, as the work of fire was a potentially dangerous one where wood was so scarce and ice and snow were sometimes the preferred building material.

Standing at over seven feet tall, though only just over, she towers above most of the other people in the village, sticking out like a sore thumb. Her blonde hair and blue eyes are rather more common, though her clothing is quite odd, too, as most Yukigakure shinobi tend to wear more simple, if heavily padded clothing in order to keep themselves both dry and warm. Nashida, by contrast, wore black boots and a black cloak made of bear hide, with a blue military uniform with white edging, as well as white gloves on her hands. The symbol of Yukigakure was quite clearly visible as a crest over the left side of her chest, as well as emblazoned boldly white on the back. Her face was in a perpetual scowl, though this could simply be her natural facial expression, as she didn't seem particularly angry at anyone or anything in particular.

Her arms were heavy-laden with the results of her shopping, mostly food that won't spoil anytime soon, along with the few rare and expensive spices that she could afford to buy in such a market. A land of ice and snow didn't have much for seasonings other than spices, but she wanted to try a few rare herbs for when she cooks for Jun, or possibly Yui. Then she notices some dejected-looking blue-haired boy sitting on a bench, alone and by himself, and she wonders if the boy is okay. She'd been coming through the park simply because it was faster than walking all the way around it to get back home, but now she took a detour to the stranger.

"Hey. Pouting like that in the cold will make your face freeze in that expression, and then all the other kids will call you Sadsack for the rest of your life."

It was some fairly typical Yukigakure humor: a bit mean-sounding, but stated in a rather silly way. Nashida tries to catch his eye by moving closer, causing her boots to crunch in the snow as she approaches him.

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"It's better than the names they call me now," Shun would say dejectedly to the voice of the woman who appeared near his bench of worry. He wouldn't look up and would simply continue sitting on the bench fumbling his camera in his hands thinking it would help distract his mind from his thoughts and this possible person who might be here to also cause him mental fatigue and confusion. He was just so confused about what he was supposed to do with his life now, especially with how things have turned out for him lately.[break][break]

Yet despite his efforts to focus on the camera his curiosity of the person who approached him was a much bigger urge. So he ended up looking at the foot of the woman and noticed how large the foot looked. His eyebrow arched as he slowly raised his head and followed the leg that held the foot. It wouldn't be long before he started arching his head and his mouth slowly becoming agape as he marveled at the pure size of this woman. "Woah," Shun would say in awe at her size. She was so tall! Standing up from the bench he raised his arms instinctively and asked, "Can I have uppies?"

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[nashida]

Nashida's frown deepens when the small boy states that Sadsack would actually be an improvement over what they call him now, and she feels that she can lay out some of her anger on whoever called this young boy names. Nashida had been the target of a few harsh words before, but she'd always struck back with fists or with words, and while their insults had not stopped, she had started wearing them like the cloak around her shoulders. Their words had stopped hurting, and she wore their affronts like armor, serving to strengthen her and immunize her to the stings. While she had learned to become stronger from the hatred and outperformed the vile people, she didn't wish this experience on others, regardless of how different her circumstances were from theirs.

She can't help but to have her frown become one of her rare smiles when the small boy seems quite surprised at her size and asks for uppies, like she'd seen from infants who could barely speak asking to be picked up by their mothers for coddling. While Nashida might not have seemed to be the type to do that, more like a barbed piece of frayed steel wire, she actually lifts the boy under his armpits in order to put him on her left hip, though this is only a short transition to get him on her back and shoulders, carrying him like a piggyback ride, far higher up than he could have gotten even if he'd been the type of child to try and climb atop jungle gyms.

"Very well, then! You shall have your uppies. But now that you have them, we should exchange introductions... I am Nashida Tantetsu. What is your name, small one?"

While she speaks, she very carefully ensures that his small strange handheld object is firmly in his hands so it won't drop into the snow and likely be lost for a while. With him on her back, she begins trudging about, more to ensure that he's got a tight enough hold that he won't be jostled from her back and fall into the snow, himself.