dangerouswind: (melancholy)
Temari ([personal profile] dangerouswind) wrote2013-06-14 07:54 pm

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[Community building one. Fourth floor. Early evening. A door slams.

Once. Twice. Three times, each time with a little more force. Finally, a thud and wood cracking; she's punched a wall. There's a crash inside one of the apartments - ceramic against a wall, then falling to the floor. Temari leaves the apartment, leaves the door open, and stalks away.

She's going for a walk.

Just inside her apartment door, a plant lies neglected in a pile of dirt and shattered ceramic.

She spends some time just outside the village, using a tree as a sparring partner. She, at least, has enough sense to not actually connect with the rough bark, but it makes a good enough target to throw a few punches toward. She wants nothing more than to beat something - someone - to a damned pulp, but what is she going to do but live with it?

It's later - hours later - that she makes her way to the Memory Garden. There, physically weary and emotionally strung out, she sits in front of the plants she's tended for so long. Wildflowers are ringed by bright, fiery desert blooms; in front of the small plot is a stone etched with kanji. Beside the stone, she sets one glass bead: a reminder of Kankurou's (second) time in Luceti. The bead will be blown away by the wind, lost to the elements eventually. She knows it; still leaves it there.

That night, she'll go home. Clean up her mess. Start living life again.]
endgames: (Sitting)

[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-24 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Just walked around until I found you, is more like it.
endgames: (Constant)

[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-24 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
No. But you were out of sight.

[Not all things worth looking for are hidden. Some are just misplaced and lost.]
endgames: (Hmm)

[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-24 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
[He'll let the quiet continue for a little while longer then - it's what she came out here for, and for now it's enough that she's not alone. He picks up a stone; forfeits it for a smoother one to turn over in his hands.]
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[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-24 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Shikamaru skips his, and this time it makes it across the bank.]

Are you coming back tonight?
endgames: (Break)

[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-24 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[There's plenty of places, but maybe he just thinks that because he's spent so much time running to them when he doesn't like how things pan out here.

You're just too tired to look, he thinks, and fetches another stone.]


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[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-24 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[It's almost jarring to see, much less be on the other side of it. This is the woman he had to fight with just to let him help her when she was deaf.

Here she is now, gripping fast to his shirt sleeve like a child afraid of being separated from a parent.

"Dad... Can you let go of my hand already?"
"
Oh? Are you embarrassed?"]
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[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-24 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[He takes two steps closer to her in the next moment, so she's not reaching. Reserving his words, he shifts the hand in the sleeves she's holding so he can gently take hers.

It's okay. It's okay to need someone.]
endgames: (Tired)

[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-24 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Girls crying. He's no good with girls crying... How many times has it been now, when he's been faced with a woman's tears and become as useless to them as a statue made of stone, just watching as they fall? Comforting has never been his strong-suit.

And here before him is the person he never though would need it.

He doesn't want to be that way, however. Not just for her, he wants to be warmer. He rubs his thumb over her knuckle, and makes to sit beside her on that rock as well as he can, with the space.]
endgames: (Bluff)

[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-25 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Don't. [He doesn't speak until she begins wiping her tears.] Don't feel ashamed.
endgames: (Shinobi)

[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-25 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head.] You'd still feel that way. Other than sitting beside you, there's nothing I can do about that.

[And he holds her hand a little tighter, before saying the next thing.]

You've done a good job of trying to convince me otherwise, but it's all right. To cry, and be upset, that is.
endgames: (going through the motions)

[personal profile] endgames 2013-06-28 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
If he'd known what people go through, when they're here for so long, he'd understand. Far as I know, he didn't ask, so it's a miscommunication that goes both ways.

Not that I'm gonna blame him for that. There's nothing to blame.

[It just happens. All the time, it happens.]
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[personal profile] endgames 2013-07-01 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He lets go of her other hand now. Released, but not straying far from beside hers.]

That's life. It's not unique to here.
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[personal profile] endgames 2013-07-01 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives her what he hopes is a tender look.] If it's a problem, solve it. You're smart enough to know you don't need your fan for everything.

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