birds of a feather. (private)

[ナナシ]

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Cawww.

I shifted my gaze lazily down to the crow that sat at my feet, its feathers ruffled and fluffed, obviously angry. I felt my lips twitch into a vague smile; the expression only served to irritate the bird further, for it hopped slowly in place, flexing and relaxing its wings like a pinned butterfly. I felt a sudden urge to slap it away, tear through its flesh with my claws ... but it was not worth the wasted effort and ryo my poison would afford me. This, like all others, was a sup-par specimen that did not desire the kuinkarasu's time.

"I told you: if the fox is eating your young, you need to protect them. I cannot be of assistance to you in this matter, it is not my place. Learn to be strong; then perhaps I will protect you from greater dangers. If you cannot hold yourself together, why should I hold you?"[/color]

I was perched on a tree stump as if it were my throne; as if I was the queen of this short section of wooded area that served as my training grounds. All around me I heard the life of the forest, felt it breathe, and could not stop myself from inhaling with it. I did not need the petty nuances of mortals, much less the silly shinobi of Kumogakure. Why? I was much happier here, with my leg crossed over the other and my hair grown to obscure my eyes. Feral. A feral crow—was that possible?
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[Gentlemanne]

hackin' and wackin' and smackin'

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he just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat

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[ナナシ]

[atrb=style,border-top: 8px dotted #1b1b1b; border-bottom: 8px dotted #1b1b1b;][bg=transparent][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top]     * THEME SONG * I was not the first one to recognize the appearance of an intruder in my secluded little home; no, the crow stopped its temper tantrum long enough to cock its head, and then lifted into the air with a screech that made me grit my teeth. I understood only seconds after, the sound of footsteps and a heavily accented voice doing well to grate at my very thin patience. If this man thought it a good idea to approach me, I suddenly decided that my Kiri-oni needed a new body upon which to be sharpened. Trees really did not do the trick, although evidence of my endeavors was scattered around me, and rocks would be too harsh. Flesh? Flesh was much more malleable. I rethought my stance on the situation the second he opened his mouth to me, though. I had turned to stare at him, eyes narrowed just enough to translate my stinging hatred, but ... what? He seemed to be talking to himself out loud just as much as to me, and the statements made were disturbing at best. I could not stand it; I forced myself to lift off the tree stump and walk around it, facing him more directly now. Did he not know that his human body of mine had only been in use for fourteen years? If indeed he realized it, he didn't seem to care. "Nanashi,"

[/color] I introduced myself slowly, left arm lifting to hold out my clawed hand to him. I would refrain from injecting him with my poison for now, just until I found out what he wanted. "Akegarasu Nanashi, Kuinkarasu and Genin of Kumogakure. And you areee?"[/color] My voice filled with audible disdain, although my tones remained flat and bored otherwise. If he thought me boring, there was a better chance he would leave quickly.[/size][/div][/td][/tr][/table]
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[Gentlemanne]

hackin' and wackin' and smackin'

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he just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat

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[ナナシ]

[atrb=style,border-top: 8px dotted #1b1b1b; border-bottom: 8px dotted #1b1b1b;][bg=transparent][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top]     * THEME SONG * How odd. I thought perhaps it had been a joke at first, "They call me Gentle," he said. I glanced once more to the sword he wielded, large enough by far to crush bone when used in the correct manner; I had no doubt he knew exactly which way to swing it. But apparently—and unfortunately for him—this moniker seem to be his actual name! Imagine! Despite myself, I felt my lips twitching up into something of a smile, even though my eyes remained narrowed and emotionless at that. A normal opponent would have fled at such an expression, but already I knew he was not normal. "I live in Kumogakure, sir, because the mountains are a fine place for the birds to roost."

[/color] I was purposely avoiding the subject of his bad, oft cannibalistic jokes, but I did wonder if he was slightly serious. Did he have the urge to eat another human being, or was that simply his tactic to break the ice? I hoped it was a third reason entirely, as both options would give him a creeper status in my mind. Not that I particularly enjoyed being talked to in such a way by an adult, anyway ... My nature would not allow me to pass up a compliment. I was, after all, a queen. I deserved to have men falling at my feet reminding me of my beauty, no?

Eventually, I sighed and turned my back on him, a lithe jump landing me atop the stump once more. Up here I felt more at his height, but it also gave me a vantage point, should I wish to fly away from this conversation. "I'm almost afraid to ask, but where is it you are from, Gentle? Perhaps I would like to go there, if all men recognized my ... regal appearance."[/color] I wanted to say beauty, but even from me that sounded egotistical. Not that this was any better![/size][/div][/td][/tr][/table]
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[Gentlemanne]

hackin' and wackin' and smackin'

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he just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width:420px; height: 280px; background-color: #46698a; border-left: 1px solid #4574a6; border-right: 1px solid #4574a6; border-bottom: 3px solid #4574a6; border-top: 5px solid #4574a6;] ''Birds? Oh shite, nein, nein, am I hitting on a bird?" Scratching his head in deep thought, Gentle looked the girl up and down, his eyes staring at her curiously, as if looking for any signs of beaks or feathers. ''..Mm, birds are noisy and zhey always try and steal my corpses. Zhough I have never met a pretty bird like you, Queen Nanashi." Offering her a complacent smile, Gentle would rest his claymore on his back yet again, his arms handling the large weapon with ease. ''I am from Kusagakure, miss. Zhough ve can't exactly go zhere..aha." Rubbing his nose with the back of his glove, Gentle once again fell into a deep bout of thinking, his eyes nearly glazing over as he looked up in the air. ''Yes, yes, mm. She seems capable, maybe she can get me some corpses? Birds vork wonderfully for retrieval, hm. But vhat if zhey eat it before it gets to me? Nein, zhey vouldn't be able to fly and eat at zhe same time. Maybe I should proposition her? Ja, zhat seems to be a good idea." Thinking out loud, Gentle quickly snapped back to reality, his body taking a few eager steps towards her to make his words clearer. ''You? Ja, you should come vith me. Mountains, dirt..nein, is all too boring for you, right? Not zhat you need protecting but, hey, maybe we could vork something out? I have a feeling zhat I am heading to Iwagakure soon, if you vant to come I wouldn't object. Zhe mountains and..vell, dirt zhere are much prettier."

TEMPLATE MADE BY ADDY-HIME of NRP.

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[ナナシ]

[atrb=style,border-top: 8px dotted #1b1b1b; border-bottom: 8px dotted #1b1b1b;][bg=transparent][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top]     * THEME SONG * This man was starting to get on my last nerve. First, he thought it funny to talk aloud to himself; if that were not enough on its own, I noticed many cannibalistic overtones in the things he murmured. It made me fear for my life, should he decide to fry me like the bird I called my family. As he continued to rant about pretty dirt, whatever that was, I took a few steps away from him and blinked. Then, without much thought, I turned on my heel and sprinted away from him and into the thin tree layer as fast as my legs would take me. If he followed, I would create wings, if need be ... but I could not stay with him a moment longer. exit!

[Gentlemanne]

u smel

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