Okami Shizuka
"This time it's different,"
groupRock Shinobi
age 15 years old
birthday January 15th
rank Advanced Genin
occupation
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Another hot day it seemed. The climate of Tsuchi no Kuni was arid, hot, and unwelcoming to most sane humans. You'd have to be crazy not to dream of a better place to lay your head. Unfortunately, that's just how things were for humans. They had long since sprawled to the corners of the known world, inhabiting climates both harshly cold and oppressively hot.
Sporting his usual, androgynous tunic and fishnet undergarment, the arm sleeves mostly stopped his fair skin from getting blistered in the arid heat while he was making his way through one of the busier squares of the hidden village. Occasionally he would find himself fanning his neck with the collar of his tunic, much to the relief of Yukikaze, his companion cat. Much like the catboy, his familiar was also super low energy, baking under the sun.
Eventually, he would come across a small corner store he was familiar with. They were most known for their crushed ice pops, a sweet and cooling treat popular on a hot day like this. It sounded like just what he needed, though anything to get him out of the heat sounded like a fantastic proposition.
The pep in his step renewed, the feline began to close the distance to the store just about the time his path crossed that of another. In his sudden excitement he had failed to see that there was someone in their current path of progress, promptly running into them.
With a small -almost impossible for human vocal cords- squeak, the small and light okami bounced right off the figure, ending with them falling promptly on their tail. Talk about tunnel vision! Looking up, he used his hand as a shield for the sun to see the person who he had run into. Seeing locks of golden, a familiar enough musculature, he realized that this girl was from the Okada, somewhat. If it was just looks, he would assume as such, but he remembered seeing this girl around before. He didn't know her name, but he had seen her techniques on the training fields a handful of times. She was largely a fuin user if he remembered right.
While still in a daze, the catboy clumsily reached for a scroll and hastily scrawled a quick greeting on it.
Ah~! Gomen, gomen! Shizuka deeply apologizes for their carelessness. ...Is oneesan injured in any way? He wrote on the scroll, showing the context her and urging her wordlessly to read it, his intent ringing clear in his glacial blue eyes. Shizuka is terribly sorry... Um, so, that store over there? We were heading to it to have some shaved ice. Perhaps oneesan would like some, as apologies?
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last edit by Okami Shizuka on Apr 8, 2024 18:31:30 GMT -5
Chiraisu
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