Nagato Uzumaki (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
teachingpeace) wrote2013-07-15 03:05 pm
teachingpeace) wrote2013-07-15 03:05 pm
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1 Jutsu: [Action]
[When Nagato woke up, he was more than a bit confused, especially with the way sunlight was filtering through the window off to his right and shining down into his face. There were multiple reasons why this was confusing.
First, last he'd checked he'd been outside. Second, he was on something squishy, which indicated a bed or futon, most likely. Third, not even a moment ago he'd been returning to being dead. Somehow, the last seemed to be the most glaring of these points, and he finally cracked open his eyes, squinting against the light before pushing himself to a seated position.
The gesture was more than enough to alert him to the tug of something on his back, and looking over his shoulder to see the bright crimson wings... It almost made him laugh, because Konan was the angel, not him. He was just the idiot who mucked everything up trying to be a god. Something in the universe clearly had a sense of humor.
A look around found him his clothes, which he was admittedly reluctant to pull on given that they'd been what he'd been wearing while revived, but he finally tugged on the dark cloak and got off the bed, peeking around doorways before heading out into the communal hall to make his way outside.
If this was the afterlife, then he intended to explore!]
(OOC: Feel free to catch him anywhere from his room to outside somewhere, he'll be using the stairs in the first apartment building to head out.)
First, last he'd checked he'd been outside. Second, he was on something squishy, which indicated a bed or futon, most likely. Third, not even a moment ago he'd been returning to being dead. Somehow, the last seemed to be the most glaring of these points, and he finally cracked open his eyes, squinting against the light before pushing himself to a seated position.
The gesture was more than enough to alert him to the tug of something on his back, and looking over his shoulder to see the bright crimson wings... It almost made him laugh, because Konan was the angel, not him. He was just the idiot who mucked everything up trying to be a god. Something in the universe clearly had a sense of humor.
A look around found him his clothes, which he was admittedly reluctant to pull on given that they'd been what he'd been wearing while revived, but he finally tugged on the dark cloak and got off the bed, peeking around doorways before heading out into the communal hall to make his way outside.
If this was the afterlife, then he intended to explore!]
(OOC: Feel free to catch him anywhere from his room to outside somewhere, he'll be using the stairs in the first apartment building to head out.)
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And that he knows Naruto.
Then she's frowning again at the reminder of tardy sons.]
You mean the kid that's late for dinner and is going to have to deal with me for doing so?
Yeah, I know him.
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[Excuse him but he's trying to figure out what the two of you could possibly have to do with one another without outright asking.]
He is a friend of mine. [Friend, brother-by-sensei, kohai, whatever term you wanted to use at the moment.]
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I don't usually.
[Only when he's in trouble. The frown disappears eventually and her tense posture loosens. Another friend?]
I don't think I've seen you around here. I'd notice that red hair.
[A strand of her own catches the sunlight. It takes a while but it looks like she wants to say something else. She peers at him curiously, as if waiting for him to admit something. When he doesn't, she blurts;]
Since people always notice mine, ya know...
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Before they saw his eyes anyway. People always noticed the Rinnegan sooner rather than later. It was... a really nice change to have the hair be the topic of conversation actually.]
They do mine too, more when I was younger though. I used to hide my eyes so it was always the topic in Ame in my earlier years.
I haven't seen anyone else with this color since I was small though...
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Suddenly she's a bit more weary. Konoha was at war, with Ame right at the center for a while. Even though Kushina hated the wars and everything to do with them, that didn't mean that people could get rid of a grudge.
But he said he was Naruto's friend so her lips pull up slightly anyway. As long as she kept quiet where she was from--]
Yeah, me too. Not many people have it so I was pretty surprised to see you just walking around.
Sorry... for staring. I know what it's like to be treated like you're a circus show just for having red hair, ya know.
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[His smile turned a little sad, because don't think he'd missed the way your smile had faltered Kushina. You're from somewhere that means Ame isn't the name of a friendly nation, aren't you?
He really wished that he could reassure her that that had always been the case with him but... he couldn't. So he wouldn't, and would instead stick to the topics of hair and eyes and Naruto, for the time being.]
I suspect they're going to be a topic in my near future and that's just going to be unfortunate.
[He clasped his hands behind his back, hoping the gesture would get her to relax again. After all, that meant he was trying to not be threatening.]
But... I did see Naruto earlier. You might have just missed him in passing. [A beat of pause happened here, and he smiled.] He was looking more relaxed than when I saw him before coming here.
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She perks up at the sound of Naruto being around then fists her hands at her hips. GOOD SUBJECT CHANGE FROM HAIR]
Relaxed, huh? Geez. He shouldn't be since he's in trouble.
Do you know where he went? [For his sake, point in the direction of their home PLS SPARE YOUR KOHAI]
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Sorry Kohai, he didn't know.]
Considering last time I saw him was in battle, it's not a big surprise... Though the one I spoke to was just a shadow clone so I'm not sure how well that indicates stress levels.
Ah... why would he be in trouble? He seemed to be quite in a hurry too.
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uzumaki 5eva.
Oh, he was in a hurry? This is better?? MAYBE. Naruto was relaxed but in a hurry. Well, she'll see him and what his true disposition was once she finds him.
And he sees scary mom face.]
Because he's late for dinner, like I said.
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Uzumakiii~
Nagato is not sure what he thinks about the glint in your eye, by the way. You're reminding him oddly of his mother. Why is that? He thought he didn't remember her well enough for that.]
Ah, of course. Um.
And you are?
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In Luceti, she wasn't very infamous. She was certainly working on it though.
So she blushes a bit.] Ah-- right. Sorry.
I'm Kushina. [A small, polite bow of her head.]
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He just hoped his name didn't kill it.]
Nagato.
1/2 I THINK
It's like Konan all over again. Meet a nice person only to figure out he actually killed Minato's sensei. Did she have a sign that said 'Talk to Minato's wife, student of Jiraiya-sensei'?]
2/3!
Her shock disappears too and she stares at her feet.
What does she do?]
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Yeah, nice to meet you too. It was fun chatting, but I should really look for my son now. He's late, ya know.
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Of course he would have.
Still, sorry, you can't edge away just yet because excuse him he's suddenly got redoubled interest and there's only the tiniest hesitation before he asked instead of letting her run off.]
Wait! Wait, if you're his mother, does that mean you're Uzumaki?
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It's no use hiding it, with her red hair and now with him knowing Naruto is her boy.
She turns to face him again with some distance between them.]
Yeah. Uzumaki Kushina. [A pause and she can't help herself.]
Or The Red Hot-Blooded Habanero, depending on who you are.
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[He didn't try to bridge the distance between them though, dropping the hand he'd lifted reflexively back to his side as he just... stared at her for a moment.]
I'm just... an Ame orphan, no one who would have heard of such an interesting nickname. [His tone was hushed, and he dipped his head slightly.]
I'll be out of your way then Kushina-san. Hopefully Naruto is back by now, mm?
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Her own clansmen killing Minato's sensei? Killing Jiraiya? While she didn't know her clan anymore, accepted it was as torn apart as their village, she never pegged anybody as a cold-blooded murderer.
Could he really be part of it? Things change, it's inevitable. Her clan went different ways, were raised differently.]
Um-- yeah. [She looks like she doesn't REALLY want to go but it's for the best, so she's left biting her lip and turning away.
And then stops, fighting herself.]
Uzumaki. Do you know them?
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[He stares at her back, hesitating, then finally straightens his spine. He... wasn't sure he could actually tell her. Who was he to do that? He hadn't told Naruto before he died because he was dying and especially then he wouldn't be so cruel...
But here was a bit different, wasn't it? Whatever grief he'd done this woman... She had still asked.]
I don't know how anyone couldn't.
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Yeah.
[Kushina waves a bit before she begins leaving again-- it's how they begun, it's how it will end. Each step feels heavy, weighs her down. If the burden of being a jinchuriki is heavy, then what was having a clansmen killing your soulmate's sensei and breaking his heart?]
Thanks for the help. I'll see you around.
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[He looked after her, but this time actually let her go. After all, she had places to be, didn't she? Still, it seemed wrong to leave it on that note, with her so unhappy.
Thus, he did the only thing he really could do.]
And your smile was nicer. Naruto obviously gets his from you.
[There. That felt better, still awkward, but less... outright wrong.]
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Her fists tighten at her sides. If he was just complimenting her smile solely, it would be easier just to shoot him an awkward smile and continue on but he brings Naruto into it.
Her weak point.]
He got a lot of things from me, unfortunately. [Including a heart that couldn't hate. Not for a second, which makes this all the more difficult. She takes off at a brisk walk now and she makes sure she can get away before anything else can be said.
It's too much, even for her.]
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When he spoke, it was quiet enough that he knew she wouldn't hear him, but they needed to be said aloud, so that this place would know he didn't agree.]
No, not unfortunate at all.