lack of thought [apple/invite]
Mar 19, 2012 3:27:07 GMT -8
Post by Apple on Mar 19, 2012 3:27:07 GMT -8
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Of course- With his mind having surely changed since the attack which he’d suffered, I couldn’t exactly guess what he’d been doing over the past few months with a head like a clean slate, however as he revealed to me exactly what it was that he’d been spending his time on, I couldn’t help but figure that the both of us hadn’t been all that different in that sense. Since the attacks on Kusagakure- Since I’d lost everyone, I’d began to wander around the world- And it had given me so much experience. I’d travelled so many countries; Returned to several of them, met some decent people in others, and made enemies in the rest. But none of it cared now that I was back here. As much as I’d have loved to return to those places, this was my home, and I couldn’t run away from it any more. Perhaps it was just fate which had brought him here, but regardless, it was nice to see him despite the fact that his mind was empty of the memories that we had once cherished. It was
But he’d only met two people? ”I see.. I’ve been doing the same, too. Tsuchi no kuni; Kumo no kuni; everywhere.” as far as I knew, I’d travelled to each of the shinobi countries that were available- Even mizu no kuni, which required a bit more effort to find transport across the great sea that separated it from the other lands. ”..But I’m glad to be back.” I’d add after a momentary pause. Perhaps he’d come back for the same reasons, to remember- Or perhaps he’d just stumbled upon this place as like any other. But it wasn’t as if you could tell this place apart from any other- Hi no kuni bore the same lush trees but it lacked the exquisite wildlife that Kusa was known for. Generic forestry covered Fire country, but in my own- we had fields up to our heads, exotic plants that grew only here and so many flowers- It was beautiful, and right now, this place was a shell of its former self- But then again, as were the people that once lived there. The both of us were prime examples of this.
With my hands still placed on my ample hips I’d then continue to watch him as his eyes shifted beneath the shades that he wore, keeping note of his movements with at least some kind of small smirk on my face, although it was soon to disappear as he mentioned Kusagakure. I’d been here for a few days now, but I couldn’t bring myself to understand exactly where it was. I’d always remembered my village being well-hidden but with the forestry having grown out of control by now, it had only made things more difficult, and I’d been unable to return home. I’d found some places I could remember- For instance this place with the gargantuan rock which I’d spent several days of summer lounging about, but when it came down to my home, I couldn’t find it. Of course it only led me to wonder as to whether my parents house was still there. Of course, by the time that I’d left most of the buildings had been left in ruin, so I didn’t expect it to be. I’d looked for Momochi’s village along the borders of this country, and I’d been unable to find that, too. There were too many things hidden beneath the undergrowth.But what was he looking for?”..Kusagakure..”Pause.”Is lost.”
In the sorest of tones I spoke this, perhaps a little more human than I’d prepared it to be. I’d never expected it to be this bad- Overgrown with trees, ivy and other plants with ruins all across the place, yes- But simply being unable to find it was tortuous. I’d once travelled past the gates daily for missions and on my long trips to visit Momochi’s home village that lay elsewhere in the country, but now being unable to find it, I felt almost foreign. I was sure that we’d find it someday, but right now I mourned over the loss of information that had once filled my mind. My mind drove itself almost over the edge attempting to find it- I had no clear recollection of what happened a few days ago, but from the fragments that I could remember, I could recall leaves and running hysterically through the endless forestry, my breath harsh and almost deep on the humid air of Kusagakure, my skin glinting in the sun that bore down relentlessly on all who lay beneath it. And now I stood here, as calm as day with my gentle blonde curls and soft blue eyes looking almost sympathetically at him; ”I’m sorry, Kade.” But.. perhaps it was best for me to be the one to tell him, rather than some other person.