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  Against his better judgement, he was here. He had followed Inka back to the camp, despite everything in his head screaming at him to go home. But he had to know, to figure out why Inka made him so scared. He had started this small journey with determination, but now he just sat off some way from the camp, looking at it through the trees. Why had he done this? Was he that much of a glutton for punishment? Severin's features flattened in to a frown, his eyes slits.
Slowly, he took off the pack that held his ninja tools. The last thing he needed was to give the ANBU any more reason to be against him, other than he had followed them here. Though he was sure if they thought he had posed any sort of risk they would have killed him without any warning. There it was again, that feeling of shame. The feeling that he was lesser, not good enough... Sev let out an annoyed huff before dropping down from the tree.
He approached the camp with both hands up, his head bowed slightly as to not seem threatening. The Raigyo didn't want to chance having aggravated them earlier in the day, and they were much... much stronger than him. "I wish to speak to Lord Yondaime, if that's allowed." His voice was clear and well spoken, trying to cut through the noise of the wildlife behind him. "I've left all my weapons behind, if it would satisfy you, you could also search me." Severin kept his hands up in the case they did, indeed, want to search him. Should they, they would fine that he left everything but the clothes on his back behind. Should they not, Sev would just drop his hands to his sides and wait.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2019 3:37 am
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 ็ ใ๏ผฉ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ผจ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ็
"He's approached," Amber eyes swung up as he heard the voice of his personal Anbu guard. "and asked to speak with you." Almost immediately Inka stood up from the simple set of chairs and table placed inside his tent, hands quickly setting aside the reports in a neat pile, writing turned face-down to the worn grain of the wood. Inka nodded, watched as the guard saluted and left, waited, shoulders stern, face pinched with tension, as the Anbu would approach the Raigyo, search the young man for weapons, and escort the former(?) Kiri nin to the Kage's tent. Inka would see the uniformed-issue glove of the Anbu glove grip and open the flap to his modest set-up, revealing a glimpse of the outside world.
As Severin would step into view, Inka felt the muscles and tendons in the area of his shoulder blades bunch and tense, pulling his head back unknowingly, tilting his chin up slightly at the sight. Within the confines of the tent, Inka had removed the heavy black robe of his office, the lush material folded neatly and placed on the end of his cot, the white symbol embroidered on the back shining bright under the warm glow of a lamp set on the table. Similar to the Raigyo, Inka had removed much of his weaponry, though he kept the tanto attached to his belt. Molten eyes scanned down Severin's body, taking in the details, looking for signs of untreated injuries, and the differences a year and half make to the human body. When their eyes met again, Inka breathed in.
"Severin." Does he approach? Should he not have spoken first? If Severin had forgotten everything, then why had he followed them? Why was here? Because they recognised him? Was he looking for answers? Should Inka even give them? Does he even want to give them...
ch 1,100 // 1,100 | 940 // 940 st
โงผ Father โฌ Mizukage โฌ Godaime โฌ Bukijutsu โฌ Performer โงฝ
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2019 9:19 am
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The anbu quickly searched him, efficiently, and when they found nothing they pulled away and nodded at each other. Wordlessly he was lead through the camp, passing a few tents on the way. No one looked up at him, he wasn't worth their time. The thought made him grind his teeth together, hands gripping in to fists at his side. Severin wanted to turn tail and run, to get out of here. He should have never come, what was he doing here?
He had to know.
The anbu pulled back the tent flap and allowed him inside, and Sev had to duck slightly to avoid scraping against the top of it. Once inside he straightened back up to his full height. Icy eyes settled on Inka's, and the molten disks of liquid gold made him freeze in place. His whole body went tense, muscles pulling taught in confusion whether or not to move closer or turn around and leave. The sensation made him even more aggravated-- confusion over his actions was not something familiar to him. Severin was used to doing what he felt like doing, when he felt like doing it. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it got him in to trouble, but he didn't falter.
He had to know.
Severin. The mizukage speaking his name sent a ripple through him, causing him to close his eyes. He took a deep breath in, the fists at his side releasing only to clench together again. The Raigyo was trying to gain the courage, to formulate careful words he wanted to say. The pale hailed male took in a deep, shuttering breath, stealing himself before opening his eyes again to look at Inka, who was stunning in a way that made his heart hurt. Dark hair, sharp features that could cut you like steel... but gorgeous. Sev's lips went taught.
Sev himself, would look fairly different to the man Inka had seen a year and a half ago. Aside from Severin's nearly knee long lengths being chopped off, the button down shirt he was wearing was undone about three buttons, revealing scars long since improperly healed-- burns, cuts; only a few were visible but they eluded to more under the shirt. Scars were not a thing that he had done before, Kagerou had beaten it in to his head that scars meant unreliability as a medical professional and weren't to be tolerated but he no longer remembered those teachings. He had more muscle tone than he used to, as evident from his arms; a concequense of having to use his physical strength instead of his chakra. He overall seemed... more mature. Many things had happened to him since he left.
"Who were you to me?" Sev finally spoke, teeth gritting against the words as he forced them out. "Who were you to me that, even though I can't remember you, you make me feel less-- inadequate, like I should be ashamed of who I am. Who were you to me that I feel like running at the very thought of you? And why does it hurt so much?" The man's eyes were sharp, angry and scared, glinting like ice in the firelight. Sev stayed where he was, just inside the tent with the flap closed behind him. He was frightened to get closer, frightened that this deep ache in his heart would get worse, or that he'd throttle the shorter male in front of him. His whole body was full of tension, coiled, but unsure of what direction to go.
He had to know.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2019 4:15 pm
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Inka watched as Severin froze after crossing the threshold; blue eyes almost luminescent in the dim, staring out from under chopped bangs of hair that used to be so different compared to now. A lot was perhaps completely different to the last time they spoke...
Gold eyes blinked, surprised by the bluntness of the question. Severin truly can't remember him, but followed him to the camp? Because the former Shakuton user had damaged him so severely that even know his subconscious knew of the injuries and slights Inka had inflicted? Inka clicked his tongue and leaned against the edge of the table, not taking his eyes off of the Raigyo, still unsure how this encounter was going to go, what ideas of Kiri, of the Mizukage he may have formed while... 'away'.
"I hurt you," Inka revealed, eyes narrowed and lips twisted in an unhappy turn. "Many times." He revealed, crossing his arms over his chest. He didn't know how to say this - any of this. Does he even give details? Would someone in the medical field think giving details would be a good idea or a bad idea? "I failed you. Rather than act like an adult and divert your attentions in a supportive, healthy way, I hurt you. Allowed my own grievances and troubles to colour my view of you. My words and actions towards you. I was a poor excuse of a kage. I'm sorry." Inka remained stationary, aware of the tense energy radiating off of the other and not wanting to offer any perceived physical danger as well. Inka decided to stop talking, not wanting to say too much, to offer too much and cause any unnecessary confusion or harm. He's done enough of that already. Instead, he wanted to Severin to lead the conversation, to ask for the information he wanted to hear and not be overloaded.
โข ch 1,100 // 1,100 โง 940 // 940 st โฃ
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Mizukage | Godaime tab โ tab Bukijutsu | Dagger tab โ tab Father | Widow tab โ tab Performer | Bullroarer tab โ tab Kirigakure | A-Rank tab
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Posted: Sun Dec 22, 2019 3:53 pm
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'I hurt you,' Okay. 'Many times. Uhuh. 'I failed you.' Mhm. Sev felt his chest tightening up, his pulse racing more. It was just that then, Inka had been his kage and had done something or another to hurt him. Did he want to know, did he want to press the matter's further. Finall, he found the will to move and took the few strides that distanced him and the mizukage. The Raigyo came to a stop before the man, towering over Inka and casting his sharp glare at him. Hands were still at his side no matter how much he wanted to throttle him.Rage fueled the anxiety, anxiety fueled the rage.
"What... was I? What was I like?" So much had been lost to him, One of his first fully conscious memories at the hospital was a nurse asking him what food he liked, and he had no answer for her. No answers for himself either, but if he could pinpoint what kind of person he was before maybe he could pinpoint exactly why he felt so ashamed of himself. Why he wanted to crawl in to a hole and never come out. "Is there a reason to why you hurt me, i-is... is..." Rage was fading in to sadness, and it caused a hitch in his breath. His hands, gripped to tightly at his sides began to tremble. He was falling apart.
His icy blue eyes softened with the pain, that burning icy feeling in his chest.A feeling of fear of the unknown, of being lost, of being alone. Even with the recent introduction of Kagerou, god was he so alone. He clenched his jaw more, fighting back that burning feeling as it worked its way up his throat.
๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฎ tab ๐๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ท ๐ซ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ผ ๐'๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฝ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐พ๐ผ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐ป๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ธ๐๐ท ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ช๐ป๐ป๐ฎ๐ต ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐พ๐ต๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ผ ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ท'๐ฝ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ธ๐น
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Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2019 12:03 am
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Inka watched, molten-gold eyes taking in the tense posture with a soft, sympathetic glow from the table lantern. When Severin moved, Inka just watched, arms crossed over his chest, body leaning against the sturdy table, looking up at the genin - was the Raigyo still even that? - by tilting his head to the side. It was more a reflex, to look up from the side of one eye, as though he couldn't be bothered to look up properly. To not bare his throat nor acknowledge any height difference. The glare was met with a still gaze, the Godaime awaiting whatever would come next. The question caused caused his nose to wrinkle, a look of consideration rippling over his face. How much to tell - to retell? Seems holding back wasn't having a positive effect, but syaing anything more could just as easily have a worse effect.
"I had lost my lover." He begins, trying not to phrase anything as though there is blame to be laid. "I thought you were trying to replace him. It took me until recently to figure out that you were just in need of someone to call family." It was an assumption, an 'educated guess,' some might say. But if he left too much to doubt, then his words would have only brought more pain, he decided. So Inka took a guess and tried to take a metaphorical step forward; for both of their sake. Inka uncrossed his arms, lifted his head up properly and straightened his spine. With one arm relaxed at his side, the other reached up, a relaxed hand hovered by Severin's head. "Ya never did anythin' bad." He spoke, his usually tucked-away accent slipping through with his attempt at being comforting. "'M sorrie, Sev. I really ahm." He whispered, brows low, thin lips twisted with remorse, and eyes dark. He tried to touch Sev's crown, attempting to pet the taller man's head.
โข ch 1,100 // 1,100 โง 940 // 940 st โฃ
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2019 1:54 am
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Severin listened as Inka tried his best to explain, his expression clearly portraying how lost he felt. His stance was a little too awkward, too straight, like a lanky kid who didn't know where to put his limbs. Where did you put your hands? Putting them at his sides felt too foreign and strange, crossing his arms felt too defensive, and shoving his hands back in to his pockets felt too awkward. Despite being distracted about the awkwardness of his body posture, the Raigyo hung on to every word the Mizukage said, unconsciously moving about a centimeter closer. Even when Inka reached for him, he didn't move away... that is in till Inka's palm touched his head.
Don't you dare forget what he did to you, Severin.
What? Suddenly there was snippets of memories rolling through his head, causing him to gasp almost silently.
"Perhaps it is all the disasters that have befallen this village that has granted me a generation of Genin that believe themselves above direction and boundaries."
"You're all a bunch of trouble makers, really."
"You look too much like him. But you know that - how can you not? Are you playing with me?"
"You think that just because you look like him that you can get away with playing with me like you have? That I wouldn't notice? That I'm too desperate or naive to not realize some young punk!"
"-that I'd fall for your cheap imitation of a face? I will never let go of him. And certainly not for you."
A sharper inhale this time, like he was kicked in the guts, sent him stumbling back a little. His icy blue eyes became cloudy, unfocused, dulled as they filled with tears.
"And I have no ears for Genin believing their self better than my picked guard."
"Children shouldn't carry my burdens."
"-but those I lean on for personal support will not be Genin."
Another step back, another sharp breath in. He felt like he couldn't breath, he couldn't think, he couldn't move. Were the person who said those words and the person who was standing in front of him one in the same? Really? They sure sounded the same. A hand flew out to one of the nearby tables, allowing Sev to rest on it, turning away from the brunette male in front of him to hold his face in his hands and finally exhale shakily. Tears splattered on to table below him, heavy, almost audible. He didn't want to show this amount of weakness to someone who had hurt him before but his head was spinning and he felt like at any moment he could lose consciousness.
He'd deal with the embarrassment later.
๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฎ tab ๐๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ท ๐ซ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ผ ๐'๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฝ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐พ๐ผ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐ป๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ธ๐๐ท ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ช๐ป๐ป๐ฎ๐ต ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐พ๐ต๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ผ ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ท'๐ฝ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ธ๐น
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2019 4:11 am
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็ ใ๏ผฉ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ผจ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ็
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Amber eyes widened briefly before narrowing down, snapping to and fro across the taller male's features, hand instantly lifting a centimetre off from Severin's head. Was it his hand touching onto some wound? He rubbed his fingers together but didn't find any moisture, molten eyes still sharply skating around those pain-filled features - when the Raigyo gasped a second time and moisture built up around those ice-blue eyes. The Hizara pulled his hand away only a little, keeping it in the other shinobi's sight, keepin it on offer but showing it wasn't a threat, not wanting to trigger any dangerous instinctual reactions often hard-wired into men like them. Inka watched, hands up in a placating position and observing how the Raigyo medic was acting. He held himself back as Severin turned away, leaning heavily onto a piece of furniture, back deliberately positioned towards the Mizukage.
'Well...' Inka thought. 'At least he still trusts me enough to have his back to me.' But it also put the amber-eyed male in an awkward, possibly dangerous, position. Does he attempt to approach, possibly triggering a PTSD like attack, or risk having Severin feel cornered? Does he speak up from his spot, still next to the main table? He certainly can't approach Severin without making noise - that would be asking for trouble. The real question Inka was asking himself; should he wait for Severin to calm down on his own?
'Ah, ******** it.' Inka sighs, heavily, through his nose, both hands rubbing at his face before running up through his hair. Needs a trim the thought came and went. Inka stood up straight, deliberately scuffing his feet to give a warning of his intent to move.
"I didn't want to give you details." Inka spoke. "Didn't want to overwhelm you." He stepped off to the side, following the wall of the tent around, away from the entrance in case Severin felt trapped. "I don't know what the right way to go about all of this is." He admitted, slowly making his way around, one hand running along the fabric of the tent, making a low, rough sound, a constant, updating signal signifying his position along with the noise of him subtly scuffing his feet. "Still don't." Inka added. "and..." he trails off, slows down, hesitates. He sighs. "Always said I'm better with taking orders..." He mumbles to himself, eyes drifting down and towards the exit before slowly swinging back up to Severin's humbled form. "I can't take it back." He says to the Raigyo, slowly walking forward once again. "And... I can't..." He sucks on one tooth, fighting with what to say. "Figure out if I'm doing wrong now. By you. Just feel like standing off silently by the wayside isn't doing right by you. Now." He pauses, a step away from being able to reach out and touch Severin. "And it I should have kept my mouth shut and waited, I'll remember that for next time. If, if there is one." Inka sighs and lifts a hand to rub at his face again.
Dumbass.
โข ch 1,100 // 1,100 โง 940 // 940 st โฃ
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ใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ผใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ
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Mizukage | Godaime tab โ tab Bukijutsu | Dagger tab โ tab Father | Widow tab โ tab Performer | Bullroarer tab โ tab Kirigakure | A-Rank tab
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2020 7:48 am
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tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab ๐ ๐ด ๐
๐ด ๐ ๐ธ ๐ฝxxx๐ ๐ฐ ๐ธ ๐ถ ๐ ๐พxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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The spinning got worse as Inka continued to talk. Severin could feel the male behind him, moving and talking, but the words sounded miles away. He was miles away from his medication, in unfamilar territory, unable to use any of his coping mechanisms to calm himself-- he was spinning out of control. He needed something, and quick, to calm himself... and there was only one thing he could think of, despite the possibility of coming to regret it later. Severin turned his head to look at Inka over her shoulder as he rested once again on the table to try and gain the energy and will to move, his breath escaping him in labored pants like he had just run a marathon. After a few seconds, Sev turned fully to face the Mizukage.
One step. That's all it took to close the distance between the two as the Raigyo grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him close, wrapping his arms around the man as he tried to calm the trembling that wracked his body. Human touch, pressure; it was a proven calming mechanism, and released endorphins in to the system to being down stress levels. Severin buried his face in to Inka's shoulder, hands tightly gripping at the yondaime's clothing. He had stepped across a line he hadn't dared to before, and it would be up to Inka on how to react.
Muffled, Severin sobbed unexpected words in to the Hizara. "I'm... sorry for how I hurt you, too. I was selfish... and childish... and... it... i-it couldn't have been easy. I'm so sorry... I deserved everything. I'm so so sorry..." He didn't remember the whole story, but snippets of it were more than enough. He couldn't have helped how he looked, or how he felt, but he should have kept his distance... he should have understood how painful of a reminder he had been to Inka. But he hadn't. He had been so caught up in his own pain, he had refused to see the pain he was causing others.
Inka had been right when he had said all those things. It still didn't remove the pain it caused, but he had been right.
"I'm a proud and vain man, but I know when I've ******** up.... I'm so sorry Inka..."
๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฎ tab ๐๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ท ๐ซ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ผ ๐'๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฝ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐พ๐ผ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐ป๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ธ๐๐ท ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ช๐ป๐ป๐ฎ๐ต ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐พ๐ต๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ผ ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ท'๐ฝ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ธ๐น
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2020 5:23 pm
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He should have kept his damned mouth shut - as usual. Didn't matter how softly he spoke or the fact his position was constantly obvious - in fact, they may have been the factors that was causing the increased shaking in Severin's form. Definitely so. His brain snapped. Inka was never a 'people-person' and even worse with people going through... emotions. How anyone put up with him, only the Ancestors knew. Amber eyes blinked as hands were suddenly pulling him closer and instincts kicked in - and he returned the hug. Unlike hugging Minowa, when Inka has to lean forward, the height difference here had Inka leaning backward, but it didn't stop him from wrapping a secure arm around the lost Kiri-nin's shoulders, encouraging the behaviour while a free hand gently combed through soft, short, hair. This was something he could do.
"You didn't deserve it, Sev." Inka whispered, gently petting the taller man's head. "But thank you. I'm just glad you're safe."
โข ch 1,100 // 1,100 โง 940 // 940 st โฃ
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ใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ผใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ
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Mizukage | Godaime tab โ tab Bukijutsu | Dagger tab โ tab Father | Widow tab โ tab Performer | Bullroarer tab โ tab Kirigakure | A-Rank tab
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2020 2:11 pm
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tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab ๐ ๐ด ๐
๐ด ๐ ๐ธ ๐ฝxxx๐ ๐ฐ ๐ธ ๐ถ ๐ ๐พxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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After a small amount of time, Severin finally calmed. He gave Inka one last squeeze, kind of like a silent thank you, before letting go. Pulling away, the white haired male rubbed at his eyes before continuing. "I don't know what I'm going to do, about finding out I used to be from Kiri. I'm sure I have unfinished business there I can't remember. But... I have a responsibility in Konoha as well. I'll return there for now. Thank you for your time, Lord Mizukage." Taking a shuttering breath, he offered his hand for Inka to take in a handshake-- possibly their final goodbye, should he never return to the Land of Waves.
It was somewhat bittersweet to him, despite him only remembering fragments. He still had a lot of thinking to do-- would he return to Kirigakure to place together those fragments once Konoha was rebuilt? Or.. would it just be easier to stay away? Inka had, other than showing some small moments of emotion, seemed otherwise indifferent to whether or not he came back-- and it somewhat leaned him towards the decision to stay in the Land of Fire.
Perhaps Kiri wasn't his home, not anymore.
๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฎ tab ๐๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ท ๐ซ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ผ ๐'๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฝ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐พ๐ผ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐ป๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ธ๐๐ท ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ช๐ป๐ป๐ฎ๐ต ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐พ๐ต๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ผ ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ท'๐ฝ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ธ๐น
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2020 9:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2020 8:42 pm
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tab: tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab ๐ ๐ด ๐
๐ด ๐ ๐ธ ๐ฝxxx๐ ๐ฐ ๐ธ ๐ถ ๐ ๐พxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Sev's shoulders drooped a little, his hand dropping back to his side after it remained unshaken. It was all business, huh? He was free from most of the psin thst caused, but part of him still ached at the distance. Perhaps it was just his aching loneliness. Letting out a soft sigh, the Raigyo smiled softly. 'I will tell them. It would be better... coming from me." Lifting one hand up in a small wave goodbye, he turned and began to walk out of the tent.
He stopped at the flap for a moment, casting a warm blue gaze backwards. "Goodbye, Lord Yondaime Mizukage. I hope you and Minowa live well."
With that he was gone, disappearing back in to the treeline.
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2020 7:37 am
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็ ใ๏ผฉ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ผจ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ็
Another hum, amber eyes soft in the lantern's light. It felt like he hadn't said everything he should have, and everything he shouldn't. He stepped aside to allow Sev's leave, crossing his arms over his chest as he did so while pressing his hip into the table next to him, not realising he was trying to ground himself as he watched Severin go - was Syy that tall? He recalled accusing Severin of using the similarity between the two silver-haired men against him but... were they even that similar? Beyond pale skin and fair hair, was it the shoulders? The height? Was Syy's waist that slim? No, wasn't it wider? Years back the sight of the Raigyo would ignite memories of Minowa's father, but this time? Inka had looked to make sure he was okay with no jolting of any sense of familiarity, that face now looking so very different after so much time away, where slowly-fading photos are the only reminder he had left. For both men that had disappeared from his life with nary a trace. Surely Severin was the paler of the two, even. The realisation only made Inka more aware of how truly cruel his past actions against the medic nin were. And to keep bringing it all back up, would that be even more cruel? Reminding Severin of a shadow that he didn't even truly fit into in the first place.
It felt like Severin had said his final goodbye, and Inka didn't have the heart to correct him. "Goodnight, Severin."
ch 1,100 // 1,100 | 940 // 940 st
โงผ Father โฌ Mizukage โฌ Godaime โฌ Bukijutsu โฌ Performer โงฝ
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