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Kushina Uzumaki ([personal profile] ghostpepper) wrote in [community profile] sunshineverse2014-07-15 05:47 pm
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[closed] Oh damn, you must've got one of them combustible heads

Where: A ramen place near Uzushio's administrative building
When: July 10, ~8:30pm
Notes: Karin and Kushina talking over a birthday dinner of ramen.

While she finally got caught up on everything from the Chuunin exams, she was more distracted than usual that afternoon. She would have loved to leave early on her birthday, but she had taken a lot of time away for the duration of the Chuunin Exams. Sure she had come back during some of the break between the second and third exams, but more had continued to build up until her actual return. On top of that, her post-lunch walk had been cut short when she ran into a new visitor from a village she didn't even know existed. And he had been waiting for her niece of all people, an old friend from before Kushina had found her.. A shinobi raised in Kusagakure now in this Otogakure? Did they work like Amegakure? Some things didn't add up. As soon as she had dismissed him to her niece's custody, she wrote to Obito, asking what he knew.

The last paper she had was a report from ANBU Headquarters about a newer recruit that needed field practice in escorting a VIP. So she penned and sealed a quick note saying she could take the week of 13th to do that. Once it was sent off with her assistant, she sorted everything away and checked the time. Almost half-past eight... Crap.

She killed the lights and left her office. She noted that it looked like everyone else had already left as she bolted down the stairs. Once she was out of the building, she kept her eyes peeled for her niece. She already knew where they were going for dinner since she really didn't feel like cooking.
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[personal profile] sensethis 2014-08-19 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
She tilts her head and glances at the cup full of chopsticks. She hadn't tried a chopstick. Pencils failed to really help, the eraser always seemed to make the itch worse if she used it too much. "I'll give the chopsticks a try next time. Pencils just make it worse."

It's then that the owner comes back with her cup of tea, she picks it up and blows on it a moment before taking a sip. "I can't wait for the cast to come off. Sixteen more days, maybe less. It's getting boring watching my teammates practice and not be able to participate in more than laps."