[open] Vacation is where I shouldn't be

[abluntwind]

Who: Temari and whoever (Calling all people she hasn't interacted with like ever)
What: Visiting and meeting new people. Aka vacation.
Where: Konohagakure.
When: Second week of September to the end of the month, super backdated.


[Starters in individual comments below. If you see one you like feel free to reply even if someone else already has. The more the merrier since she needs more CR. If a starter doesn't fit your fancy feel free to wildcard it. Basically, just come talk to Temari.]

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[abluntwind]

And isn't that just what she needs to hear for the moment. Not that she needs another tessen considering the giant one she wielded with deadly accuracy and was so rarely without even in Konoha's peaceful markets. She runs a finger over the spine, as if that one motion could make the decision for her. She lets herself teeter on that edge for a moment. Running numbers against needs for the remainder of her stay and travel back to Wind Country. She could make it work if she wanted to.

With a sigh she shakes her head. "We'll see what happens in a few days."

[tenten_san]

"It's hard being a responsible kunoichi, sometimes, isn't it?" She chuckled, knowing and recognizing the familiar struggle. Because, yes, there was always money in the budget to splurge on specialty items of personal interest. But would it be worth it later on when finances were just that much tighter? "There are days where I just wanna be impulsive and just go for it, but... girl's gotta eat, right?"

Tenten was just fortunate that she had the skills and means of creating her own near endless source of weaponry rather than rely on the need to constantly purchase more.

[abluntwind]

"Maybe on occasion." Though generally speaking, by virtue of being the Kazekage's daughter, there wasn't much she had to worry about financially all that often. A budget was more common when she was away on missions, but she did try to avoid taking advantage of the purse strings her father had access too. She liked being able to maintain as much of her independence on her own as possible.

But like the other girl she did have the means to make her own tessens. Suna typical, but that couldn't be helped. Though if she had the time to study an exotic design she could probably replicate it well enough. She just didn't have the hours to spare needed for the study. "Impulsive would be spending the hours needed to study it for replication."

[tenten_san]

The kunoichi shrugged at the last comment as she picked up a dagger from the table spread, understanding first hand the issue with spending so much time over memorizing the details; knowing the most difficult parts was in the little things that made it unique and desired.

Still, it was like any other skill that a person could possess. The more practiced the hand, the faster the process. Eventually, it would become nothing more than an excuse. "It gets easier after the first time."

But then, not everyone had the patience or drive to cultivate such a skill.

[abluntwind]

It isn't a lack of patience or drive. It's a lack of time. Temari's visits to Konoha or any other village for that matter are so full of pre-scheduled meetings and schmoozing dinners and lunches that just the fact that she was able to slip away into the market at all was a miracle. Nevermind that she had only another twenty minutes before her next appointment. Something she fully expected her escort to drop out of the sky to remind her of at any moment.

She sighs. "Unfortunately the first time will have to wait." And it seems her escort was going to choose that moment to make his approach. She doesn't pay him any mind despite knowing he's there. And he seems just as content to hang back for the moment. "It seems that my time to browse is coming to an end, thank you for discussing the fan with me."

[tenten_san]

Another time, indeed. Because even as she examined the blade in her hands with an ever careful eye, the young woman caught a bit of movement just behind the other, a single blip of energy pressing against her senses for a single moment before it dissipated completely. It was about as good a signal as any that their conversation would not last for much longer.

"Those ANBU definitely know their work and know how to do it well," Tenten scoffed, "I guess we can take comfort in that."

It did little for them now, of course, but that was more an issue for the other to be concerned about. Tenten's free time was still mostly her own even if a majority of it was spent in rigorous training. Which was a lot more than the blonde could say.

"In any case, the pleasure was all mine. I don't really get to talk about specialty tools, much, with a lot of people." Flashing her what she hoped to be a friendly smile, the kunoichi turned all her attention to the other woman and offered a respectable bow. "Hopefully we'll get to again, before you leave, Miss...?"

[abluntwind]

Temari smiles thought there's a coldness to it that hints at her uncertainty to meet the girl. At least her knowledge of ANBU and their uses very nearly rules her out as a plant for the merchant. "Temari, we'll see what happens." She offers a short nod in return and turns to follow her escort away.

[tenten_san]

It took her a split second to fully register the name. But once it did...

It was like a shock to the system the instant everything clicked into place, Tenten's expression melting from cheery calm to utter disbelief as dark eyes darted to the hitai-ate tied firmly to the other's forehead. With the Suna insignia etched deeply into the metal for all to see.

"Temari. Of the Sand..." Muscles tense and hands almost shaking under the tension she felt building up within her, the kunoichi regarded the other in a much more muted manner than before, brows already starting to knit together in seriousness. "You're Temari..."

[abluntwind]

She takes a deep breath, her fingers curling into a fist. What was with this girl? And the way she said that, like she'd heard of her. That ring of disbelief to her tone bothering her. She would have let it go but that tone bothered her, like the girl expected something entirely different of her. "I am. Is that such a big deal?"

[tenten_san]

And the clear display of animosity was met with a hard-edged resolve and pride that had been missing in their previous exchange, brows pinching sharply. Gone was the cheerful and friendly demeanour of simple market patron, replaced by the kunoichi and persona that had earned her the right to be called a soldier of the village.

Tossing more fuel into the fire burning within, Tenten's back straightening to add a few more centimeters of height to her frame as the young woman extended her hand intently towards the other. "I'm Tenten. Of Team Gai."

[abluntwind]

There's an almost instantaneous look of recognition. So this was the female portion of Neji's team. She turns partially and openly studies the girl and how she seemed to pull herself taller in an effort to - what Temari couldn't even say. They were about even in height so it wasn't even something she could consider as a disadvantage for her if she and Tenten ever got into a fight.

"So you are." She says it blandly, like this isn't something to be made out to be a big deal. She would have preferred a meeting where there was actually time to get a feel for the girl in a different way. But the exchange over the fan was so prominent in memory that it was hard to reconcile the Tenten Neji spoke of and this girl still standing in the street. The one she'd met she didn't have any hard opinions on but she wasn't entirely sure she could trust her, and liking her was miles away at present.

"It's nice to meet you Tenten."

[tenten_san]

It was, perhaps, a bit petty and cruel to think so. But previous regret and guilt over purchasing the emerald fan notably lessened at this new revelation. Because it was childish to know that Temari had a want for something in her possession. But Tenten had felt better for it all the same. Still, it showed that the sand-nin had a good eye for details, if nothing more than that.

"Likewise." Her talk with Neji was still fresh in Tenten's mind. And the kunoichi was loathed to discover that she'd been given every opportunity to find out if those claims had been true. Only to squander it away on mundane topics, all because neither one knew just who the other was. "Seems I've kept you long enough, though, so..."

[abluntwind]

Temari dips her chin quickly in a nod. Well at least there was a face to go with the name. Even if her opinion was still shaky, that was a start. "Mmm. Well another time." And just like that she's on her way again. Escort leading the way down the street. Later she would think about how this meeting went. And if she was going to do anything else to at least be on amicable terms with her. She had the feeling that Neji would prefer it if they could at least tolerate each other.