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Post by Hirugo on Jan 25, 2005 10:42:13 GMT -5
After a grueling trip out into the middle of nowhere Madoru returns to the village. Feeling as if he doesn't belong he goes to his favorite spot, the playground. He climbs to his usual place in the large tree overlooking the swingset and sits, contemplating the events of the day.
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Post by Temaru on Feb 11, 2005 21:55:48 GMT -5
Nekorei doesn't even make an attempt at stealth as he approaches. There seemed no need for such precaustions, although one might find it odd that he was at the playground so late at night.
It takes only a simple search to locate Madoru seated on a tree branch above the swingset. How long has he just been sitting there?
Nekorei jumps from the sandbox and lands softly on the branch beside the younger nin.
"Young lad, please tell me about your sister. You don't have to if you don't want to, but I'd like to know."
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Post by Hirugo on Feb 14, 2005 21:07:12 GMT -5
Not paying any attention to the world around him Madoru didn't hear the ninja approach and was oblivious to his presence until he heard the voice beside him.
"Young lad, please tell me about your sister. You don't have to if you don't want to, but I'd like to know."
Badly startled Madoru fell from the branch. Acting quickly he grabbed the brach and used his momentum to swing around and land further along the branch reaching for a kunai because of the restricted room.
Noticing for the first time who was next to him he stopped himself. "Oh, its you. What did you want?"
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Post by Temaru on Feb 19, 2005 22:41:31 GMT -5
Nekorei sighs lightly. So deep in thought that he didn't notice me...
"Sorry about that. I just wanted to hear about your sister, the girl possessing your scissors. As a man of mysticism, I'm quite interested in the occult, and this happenstance of those scissors becoming a spiritual focus for your sister is new to me."
I may be able to help him improve his ghost's manifestation and tap into new powers. I've never seen such a boy...
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Post by Hirugo on Feb 21, 2005 18:05:47 GMT -5
"You know about my sister?" Madoru asks, astonished. No one had ever known about her before. He had gotten into trouble for things she had done. "Um... okay, but we have to go to my house, is that alright?" Madoru jumps down from the branch and looks up to Nekorei, waiting for an answer.
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Post by Temaru on Feb 23, 2005 21:01:25 GMT -5
Nekorei shakes his head.
"It's fine. My pupil ought to fine where I left him. I hear he sleeps a lot. Won't even notice I'm gone, probably."
Nekorei disappears in a cloud of dust and reappears next to Madoru.
"If you're curious about my knowledge of your sister, it's because I possess the ability to see ghosts. I haven't quite mastered the art of tapping into the abilities of human ghosts, but I know a bit on the subject, you could say...."
OOC: Shaman King!!!
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Post by Hirugo on Feb 25, 2005 18:28:14 GMT -5
"Ok," Madoru replies, walking off. "Follow me."
Madoru turns and walks to a shop and picks up a package that was left on the porch. Leaving a bag he turned back to the visiting nin and saying, "This way." before walking towards his house.
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Post by Temaru on Feb 27, 2005 20:27:01 GMT -5
As Nekorei follows the boy, his mind is on the ghost. He can see a faint aura of the ghost swirling around the scissors; further focus reveals the form of a sad-faced girl, age thirteen or so. Nekorei notices that there is almost an odd two-sided parasite-host relationship. The boy relies on his sister to protect him and aid him in ninjutsu, while the girl needs Madoru to draw on his chakra to manifest her and to carry around the scissors. Nekorei feels that the girl is sort of a maternal figure to the orphaned boy, while he is her host.
While Nekorei senses that the spirit is nothing but benevolent, he still wonders if its only objective is to protect its still-living sibling. Children that die violent deaths often make bitter spirits...
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Post by Hirugo on Feb 28, 2005 21:25:31 GMT -5
Walking towards his house with the other nin in tow Madoru asks Nekorei, "What do you want to know?"
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Post by Temaru on Feb 28, 2005 21:31:02 GMT -5
"Tell me how she died, if it bothers you not too much. I assume that you've been an orphan for some time, due to your independence. I also assume this sister was like a parent to you... Pardon my earlier request; I'd rather hear about her life, let's start with that. What was her name?"
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Post by Hirugo on Mar 3, 2005 19:15:51 GMT -5
OOC: btw I don't need to know money anymore, thanks anyways. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't really remember a whole lot about her, she died when I was young..." Madoru's eyes lose focus as he continues to walk.
Madoru stops talking and keeps walking without paying any attention to where he was going. Obviously he knew where to go.
They shorlty arrive at Madoru's house where he walks in and doesn't even remember about his visitor. He quietly closes the door behind himself, but it quickly opens up again as he sticks his head out and asks, "You wanna come in?"
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Post by Temaru on Mar 3, 2005 20:19:38 GMT -5
"....Uh, I would like too, yes," Nekorei tells the boy. Is he playing around or distracted? I shouldn't be surprised that one that is haunted incessantly by a ghost would have a wandering mind...
Nekorei focuses chakra into his eyes and he can see the ghost clearer now. She frowns at him... or appears to be. He hopes this isn't a bad sign...
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Post by Hirugo on Mar 6, 2005 21:52:11 GMT -5
"Sorry," Madoru mumbles, noticing the way even a stranger reacts similarly to most other people in town. "This way."
Madoru lead the way quietly into the house. He steps into one room wuickly and leaves a small parcel next to a little boy in his bed before continuing down the hall.
Madoru opened another door and said, "Come in."
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Post by Temaru on Mar 8, 2005 13:08:19 GMT -5
Nekorei is perplexed, but dares not to show it. He follows the boy into the dismal looking room. He notices that this orphanage isn't much different from the one in the rain village. Nekorei decides that all orphanages around the world are like this. Not a very cheerful place to be. Perhaps such an abyssmal upbringing allows the boy to draw on his negative energy to increase the ghost's ability in battle.
Nekorei waits for his host to do something else.
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Post by Hirugo on Mar 15, 2005 14:25:24 GMT -5
After leading the still strange ninja into the room and motioning for him to sit down he siad, "What was it you want, oh yeah, my sister."
Madoru took a deep breath and continued, "My sister died a long time ago. I think I was about seven or eight. I don't remember much about her. She had brown hair and soft eyes. Sorry, you just wanted to know how she died.
I don't remember my parents, my sister's taken care of me for as long as I can remember. She would send me to school and be home when I got back. Sorry, I'm drifting from the focus again.
My sister was always home when I got home. The day she was murdered she wasn't home. I was worried so I went out to look for her. I searched the village and couldn't find her so I wentout side of town. She used to take me to a special place sometimes, so I went there.
I couldn't remember how to get there properly and got lost. I came across a camp where a person was asleep, at least that was what I thought. The person groaned and sounded like she was in pain so I ran into the clearing to try and help.
I got to the person and it turned her over. It was my sister. I jumped back in disgust at what had been done to her. She was horribly disfigured and bleeding badly.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: I gotta go, I'll finish later.
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