it started with a-- (p/t)
Jul 24, 2011 11:11:22 GMT -8
Post by ❥;; bexx on Jul 24, 2011 11:11:22 GMT -8
She took out the mission log book from inside her cape and flipped through the pages. She had only managed to read about the first mission, which was snow shoveling. She would take the two days time that she had now had to hopefully read the rest. If she couldn't get the rest done, there was still some time in the future. For now she needed something to take her mind off of the events of the past few days. Anything would do. She was about to flip through the pages when Ren stopped her. Looking at him curiously, she then realized that she hadn't told him about the logs. He had gone with her back to the little town just to get it.
"Apparently it's not a diary. It's a mission log." Another blank stare. Right, he wasn't a shinobi. She had forgotten. She explained to him that as a shinobi, it was like she had a job to do. And one of her job descriptions was to go on missions for her village so that she could earn some extra money and also help out the villagers if they needed it. It was actually pretty cool to be a shinobi since she was able to do what she loved doing and get paid for it. Ren joked that he wish he had thought about being a shinobi when he started out. He had come from a non-shinobi village and just couldn't be one. He agreed that it did sound like fun.
"Did ya get some of your memory back from that thing?" he asked, pointing at the mission log. It was hard to explain. She had received some kind of memory boost by reading about her first mission, like telling her that she was actually from Yukigakure no Sato. But other than that, there was nothing concrete about it that allowed her the opportunity to know who she was before she came down with amnesia. She decided to shake her head. "I didn't get very much from it, no. But I did get it from my dreams.' It sounded odd to talk about dreams since she imagined that not many people had dreams to help them recover lost memory.
But apparently Ren was fine with that. He nodded his head. But before she could go to reading the second mission log, it seemed like he wanted to talk a little more. It was true, they didn't know that much about each other. The only thing that he knew about her was now her real name since the first time she had boarded his boat, her mind had been a clean slate. And now all she knew about him was that he came from the rice fields and that he was born destined to be unable to be a shinobi. Since she guessed that they would be seeing a lot of each other over the course of the months, they might as well get to know each other a little better. She wasn't really good with introductions and decided that it was best if she just told him some basic information.
"As you know, my name is Sayuri; Yukina Sayuri. I'm 17 and I guess I was a Yukigakure no Sato shinobi." He nodded his head again. There wasn't much else to tell him really since there wasn't much about her that was interesting. He began to tell her some of his trips across the ocean. She was amazed to find out that he had actually been on the waters so many times in a year that he might as well have lived on the boat. But he had a wife and two small children. At the mention of family, she tensed a bit. she was never much of a family person but seeing people so happy to be married and whatnot made her think whether it was that important for her to marry.