The Cavern [PM to Join]

[Ayano Kikkawa;;]

Setting

Sitting atop a Waterfall on the outskirts of her home village, Ayano thought. Not about anything in particular; she just needed a break from training and from her family and the shinobi life for a little while. She dug her right hand into her pocket, retrieving a cigarette and a lighter. She light it up and took a drag off of it, blowing the smoke coolly from her lips. She looked down the waterfall into the cavern. Even when nothing was going right in her life, Ayano could always look to the aesthetics of her home village to cheer her up. It was all so beautiful.

This was a common place Ayano went to collect her thoughts and reflect about various things. A waterfall started at the top of a cavern, a small river feeding it. Just next to the waterfall at the top, anybody could sit and dangle their legs off of the edge. Even those afraid of heights didn’t have to fear; if you fell down the cavern, you would most likely land in the water, which is easily teen feet deep. At the right time of day, and that time was approaching fast now, when the sun set, the cavern lit up goldenly. Ayano smiled as she looked down at the clear blue water, the waterfall pouring into it.

Taking another drag off of her cigarette, Ayano stretched a little, the cigarette dangling between her lips plainly. Ayano was dressed in a black tank top, plain, black pants, and no shoes. Her tribal tattoo covered her right shoulder, extending further into her chest and back. Her black hair was straight today instead of the spikes that normally jutted out in the front. She had her usual black gloves on as well; she had trained earlier in the day. Loneliness isn’t so bad when you want it. She took another puff off of her cigarette.

Yeah, her life as a shinobi was going alright.

[koemi]

Koemi had gotten bored, training with her father left her tired and depleted but unwilling to sleep. She was in her usual painted face, white with the black gashes down her eyes. Though now that training was done she sported her deep purple hoodie, it was only worn when she was relaxing so still looking relatively new. Her baggy pants matched her hair, jet black and slightly ruffled. She also wore a pair of black fingerless gloves and for the first time a black choker which contrasted with the white paint on her neck but due to a sweet smelling alcohol spray the paint wouldn't bleed onto it.

She was just walking at this point, nowhere in particular. She had a book in hand and was letting off small giggles here and there as she aimlessly wandered eventually coming upon sight of another. A girl about her age smoking and all alone, she didn't even have to think about it, she walked right up and sat next to her, dangling her feet over the edge with a big grin. Looking over its apparent that her book is a well known title and very smutty, something people tend to read when no one else is around but she just sits there with her face in it. Flipping another page she giggles at the content of the book but only finishes the first bit of the text before she folds the page and closes it looking over.

Her eyes widen as she stares at the other girl, a big smile on her face and a small giggle. Her voice is gravely, and she was fidgeting around, kicking her legs over the edge of the drop. She then ceased the giggles and tilts her head at the other girl, she gestures to her cigarette and mimes a box then opens her mouth giving a little 'if you want' shrug. When she turned to gesture and mime, her eyes seemed to betray her smiles and giggles, she looked a bit dead, sad, eaten away at, but it only lasted a moment before she noticeably changed it to a more cheerful look. Still just facing over with an open mouth in case she would give her one, if not, looking the fool she is.

[Ayano Kikkawa;;]

Sumoka Ikaku (Smoker's Intimidation)
Rank: "D"
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: User makes an appearance that they seem more intimidating then normal by the smoke they are able to create.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: An intimidation technique that normally works only on those who are lower in class then the user. The user is able to take the smoke around them, and give them self an intimidating look. The look is luminous, and dark, and depends on the user. Most people use this technique after smoking out of their pipe, or cigarette, giving the aspect of "cool guys smoke"
Limit: Must be a member of the Kasuta clan.

[0/10]

Hearing someone else approach from behind her, Ayano figured that this would be a good time to practice a new technique. She took a drag in and blew smoke out. As the girl was getting ready to sit down next to her, Ayano did a quick set of handseals. While she knew that this might not work because they were probably around the same class level, she figured it couldn’t hurt to try; plus, she didn’t want to be bothered right now. This was her time to relax and reflect on things. She didn’t feel like being social with the other shinobi, especially those she didn’t know. The cigarette dangling between her fingers loosely as she finished the handseals, the smoke started to lean unusually toward her person.

The handseals generated a good bit of chakra around her hands. Behind the scenes, her handseals also flared the chakra up within her body. Ayano’s core leaked chakra into her lungs, her throat, and her mouth so that all the smoke she made could be infused with her own energy. With each and every drag that she took of her cigarette, more than smoke than usual seemed to gather around Ayano’s hands, her body, and her face. She was trying to make herself look more intimidating, more bad-ass. The smoke drifted around her like a fog on an early morning, floating between her nose and mouth, circling around her hair, and around her hands.

The girl had already taken her seat beside Ayano at this point. The technique still in effect, Ayano took another puff of her cigarette, about halfway done with it. The smoke from the cherry circled each of her fingers slowly; Ayano was mastering her control over this technique with each and every drag. The smoke from the cigarette floated around her, creating a sort of demonic look. It was like there was a fire just beneath her, all of the smoke floating up around her. When she took a puff of it, a new cloud emerged to mask her eyes or her ears a little bit more. The smoke had even covered her tattoo, making it look, in Ayano’s opinion, creepy.

When the girl mimed to her a box or pack of cigarettes, Ayano figured she might as well indulge her. She reached into her pocket to grab the pack. While she was reaching, cigarette in hand, the smoke hit her pants and covered them. Everything about her was misty, foggy, the smoke creating a cloud around everything that it touched. Ayano extended her hand out to give the other girl the pack of cigarettes. When she did, the smoke extended a bit further than her reach. If this girl wanted the cigarettes, she would have to cross over Ayano’s smoky exterior to get them.

“So, do you talk, or are you really a mime?”

[koemi]

Koemi fidgets a bit, taken back by the smoke but what starts as a pull away attracts her eye, to a degree it excited her senses and intrigues her but keeps her too silent to say anything about it. She reaches her hand out slowly to take the pack and once she has it pulls a single one out and places it in her lips letting it hang there for a beat before she looks at the other girl. "I can speak quite well if needed, I just thought that it was nice being so quiet here." She looks back down and pulls a match out of her pocket and strikes it on the exposed part of a rock on the ground, cupping her hand around the end and lighting it taking a few drags before she leans back.

Her voice sounds like she just woke up and comes out very gravely."I'm not sure if you care, but I'm Koemi, sorry if you wanted to be alone I can go just let me get you something for this..."She giggles softly, hands back the cigarette box and takes a long drag before going into her other pocket and pulling out a block of honeycomb wrapped in new white wax paper and precut to chewable sized pieces each being dipped in chocolate. Koemi lets out a sigh tacking on, "...I don't know many people around the village... I've been shut in for a while."

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Ayano:
+9; 9|10.

Apologies. Just not quite enough :c

[Ayano Kikkawa;;]

[9/10]

So she could talk.

Despite her weird appearance and demeanor, this chick did have a point. The water splashing from the top of the cave where the two female shinobi were sitting into the pool at the bottom of the formation sounded naturally calming. Since they were in Taki, surrounded by various caverns, waterfalls, and forests, nature was something in abundance. However, because most of the ninja were preoccupied with missions or training, Ayano at least felt that many did not take the time to observe and respect their surroundings. The jutsu still in effect, Ayano could feel the smoke drifting off of her body and out of her still-let cigarette, flowing downward off of her body, flowing with the water to the bottom of the cave.

“The quiet is nice here.” Ayano was one of few words. She was usually too isolated to really have social interactions, so this was unusual for her. She took the pack of cigarettes after the other took a cigarette from it. When she retrieved the pack, the smoke surrounding her body drifted forward an inch from her hand toward the other girl before Ayano moved her hand back to her side and, with it, came the smoke. Taking another drag off of her cigarette, Ayano watched out of the corner of her eye as her new acquaintance struck hers up. As the girl said she could leave her and get her something in return for the cigarette, Ayano just inadvertently blurted out, “Thanks.”

Now feeling like she owed the girl something, even though she knew that she didn’t, Ayano decided that she should talk. Deciding that this “intimidation” technique had run its course, Ayano started to use the chakra surround her and infused with the smoke to direct the smoke away from her and down the cave. Ayano was also uncomfortable with silences, even with the beautiful sound of the water in the background. “I’m Ayano. You don’t have to leave, I’m just also not used to being around other people.” She shifted a bit uneasily as she spoke. Ayano’s voice was soft and calm despite her somewhat anxious state. She looked over at the other girl as she took a small puff of her cigarette. “I’m safe to assume you’re a fellow Genin of Taki? I know that training can take a toll on your social life, so I understand not knowing many people.” A brief moment passed. Ayano looked away. “I don’t really know anyone either.”

With that, she put her finished cigarette out on the ground.

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+1; Learned.

[Solus]

The above is not on a staff account >.>

Regardless, +1

[koemi]

"Thanks you..."
She takes a long drag, breathing out the smoke and then pulling the cigarette out and holding it in her hand a moment, smacking her lips once.
"And yes, I am, I just got back into it after taking care of my Da' while he was sick. Years behind where I should be, but he is making sure to work me hard back into shape."
She looks out to the scene and shakes her head, she really wanted to take in the beauty of cavern, she pauses and giggles softly.
"It is hard to make friends when you are by your papas bedside night and day, cooking or running errands."
Looking at the pool of water a spark lights up in her eye and she pulls off her hoodie, sitting there in a black longsleeved shirt and taking drags on the cigarette until it is finished.
"Water seems good for a swim."
She gives one more giggle looking into the pool.

[Ayano Kikkawa;;]

“I’m not sure about years behind where you should be. Some shinobi don’t graduate form the Academy until they are around our age,” Ayano had made a safe assumption that they were both around the same age. When it came to people’s personal family matters, Ayano had a strict policy of changing the subject or simply ignoring it. She didn’t want to express sympathy because she didn’t really have any, but she didn’t want to be mean for no reason to people, either, so she followed a policy of non-interventionism. She came off as cold to a lot of people, but she preferred that to interposing where she had no right. Ayano nodded along to what Koemi said.

As her fellow Taki ninja remarked about the pool, Ayano nodded absentmindedly in agreement. She had no intention of going for a swim. “Feel free; the water does feel unusually warm year-round.” After a pause, Ayano added, “I’m not going to swim, but I’ll probably hang around here for a while if you still want the company.” Ayano did want a bit of company, even if it was with this strange girl. She had only seen her mother and father for many of the past few weeks except for when she needed groceries. She hadn’t taken any missions yet; she had never even met Taki’s kage. So, some company might not be the worst thing.

Then again, Ayano never had any interest in being a social butterfly.