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dangerouswind) wrote2012-07-07 06:32 pm
dangerouswind) wrote2012-07-07 06:32 pm
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[She knows she's late. Temari would forever blame the Malnosso for dropping her back in the forest somewhere and never her own reticence to walk back into town. (Like nothing had happened. Like nothing had ever happened.) She's only looking for one person when she comes back into the village, slipping in straight from the forest and making a beeline for community building one. She's making a concerted effort not to be seen, though that's a little harder once she's inside the building and walking quietly toward the door.
Not her door. Her next door neighbor's.
Temari hesitates only a moment before she knocks. (It's a light knock. Not that she can hear it.) Be home, Nara. She doesn't want to have to try this again.
It's some time later before she actually shows up on the journal. The message is written, short. She's doesn't filter it to anyone; she doesn't have the patience. She honestly doesn't want to say anything in the first place, but...
... well, that's unfair to a few people.]
I'm back.
Not her door. Her next door neighbor's.
Temari hesitates only a moment before she knocks. (It's a light knock. Not that she can hear it.) Be home, Nara. She doesn't want to have to try this again.
It's some time later before she actually shows up on the journal. The message is written, short. She's doesn't filter it to anyone; she doesn't have the patience. She honestly doesn't want to say anything in the first place, but...
... well, that's unfair to a few people.]
I'm back.
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[She might just take a walk until "later" rolls around.]
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[And don't argue that you do. That he's the one telling you these things spells out clearly how bad her mindset is right now.]
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You asked me what the point is in dwelling on it. [He turns back to the paper, keeping his eyes down to see what he's writing but head up so she can see him.]
...you were gone for a long time. We've dwelled on it. And there's people like Katara - Katara, who isn't a shinobi - who have suffered for it.
[A pause, and then he finishes the next part and looks back up at her.]
She's the one who found your body. She brought back your fan and your forehead protector. At the very least you can repay her with some closure.
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It hits her harder than she'd like to admit, that Katara found her and took care of her possessions. She wants to simply brush it aside. They should all be trained to shunt aside emotion when the situation called for it, shinobi or not.
How else can one get through life?
... But this isn't about life. It's about death.]
I'll speak to her. [She says it quietly, lost in thought.
We've dwelled on it.
So did Temari. Still is.]
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He reaches across to catch her wrist, lightly. Ground her.]
1/2?
But it's reassuring, in its way. A simple touch; she's not sure what all it might convey, but in her mind it goes a long way toward bringing her mind back out of the hole she was starting to fall into.
She's not dead. She's not some apparition. She's here, interacting with this world. She lets it stand for a moment and tries very hard not to think about her brothers.
She misses them and it killed her.
Some shinobi she is. Who's the crybaby now?]
...wait, no. 2/3
She's also fairly certain that she can't not feel it tearing her heart into pieces.
She forgets to pull her wrist free.]
DONE!
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He doesn't let go.]
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She's stuck with him either way, at least for the time being.]
When you need to talk about it, I'll be around.
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She lets silence reign for a moment before she speaks with forced light tones, losing a bit of volume control in the process.] I have a feeling I might not be rid of you for awhile.
[A beat] Don't make it troublesome.
[There's gratitude and irritation in there somewhere. She hasn't moved her wrist.]
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No, that's all on you. [He tugs gently on that wrist, to coax her to sit down again.]
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She gives in to the coaxing and sits on the edge of the couch with a soft sigh.] Seems like you should have some responsibility.
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She's right there of course (or really he's twisting the meaning). He can't - and doesn't - blame Temari for her death, and neither will he hold her solely accountable for working through the aftermath.
For her recovery, I'll take personal responsibility.]
I'm gonna get you something to eat. [She refused earlier, but she needs it. Something light.] Then we can go to the festival in town.
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Festival? [No. Never. No way in hell. Are you kidding her, Shikamaru? She had to have read that wrong.]
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How in the hell is she supposed to watch her own back in a crowd?] No.
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Name another way for you to get a lot of practice without drawing attention to yourself, and we'll do that instead.
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