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Errands and snowball fights [open!]
Who: Hana and anyone
When: January 12th
Where: Training fields, then various parts of Konoha
Hana was dressed much more warmly than usual, her arms and legs fully covered and flak jacket zipped all the way up. She leapt from treetop to treetop, the Haimaru brothers trailing after her. Most of the training fields showed evidence of already being used that day. When she finally found what she was looking for, Hana laughed gleefully and dove for the ground, rolling and hopping back to her feet in the training field full of previously untouched snow. Mikai and Haru landed to either side of her, but Baishi, coming down last, tackled Hana to the ground again, licking her with a wet tongue.
She flung him off, laughing again, and quickly gathered a couple of snowballs before returning to standing. This snow was much too nice to waste on spars with weapons. Her dogs' thick fur kept them warm. They panted happily as all three of them began circling her.
Hana wouldn't say no to company, on her side or as an opponent.
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After a stop at home to get dry clothes, it was Hana's turn to spend her afternoon off errand-running, since Tsume's usual victim was otherwise occupied. A visit to the Hokage's office, a trip to the Academy to drop off lunch for Kiba, and assorted other small tasks took her all over Konoha.
Hana was too friendly to be the ideal errand runner. She'd gladly stop to visit with anyone she ran into along the way.
When: January 12th
Where: Training fields, then various parts of Konoha
Hana was dressed much more warmly than usual, her arms and legs fully covered and flak jacket zipped all the way up. She leapt from treetop to treetop, the Haimaru brothers trailing after her. Most of the training fields showed evidence of already being used that day. When she finally found what she was looking for, Hana laughed gleefully and dove for the ground, rolling and hopping back to her feet in the training field full of previously untouched snow. Mikai and Haru landed to either side of her, but Baishi, coming down last, tackled Hana to the ground again, licking her with a wet tongue.
She flung him off, laughing again, and quickly gathered a couple of snowballs before returning to standing. This snow was much too nice to waste on spars with weapons. Her dogs' thick fur kept them warm. They panted happily as all three of them began circling her.
Hana wouldn't say no to company, on her side or as an opponent.
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After a stop at home to get dry clothes, it was Hana's turn to spend her afternoon off errand-running, since Tsume's usual victim was otherwise occupied. A visit to the Hokage's office, a trip to the Academy to drop off lunch for Kiba, and assorted other small tasks took her all over Konoha.
Hana was too friendly to be the ideal errand runner. She'd gladly stop to visit with anyone she ran into along the way.
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The wry smile grew into one just a touch deeper and more impish before smoothing out into something more serene. "Would you like to take him his lunch yourself? I left him to break up a brawl."
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When she finally got herself under control, she managed a straight face, mirroring his calm smile. "Of course. He never leaves my lunch at the desk. It's only fair that I return the favor."
The false tranquility didn't last long, though, and Hana grinned toothily at Iruka as she asked with no pretense of innocence, "What other interesting things have you had my brother doing here?" This could be a very entertaining errand.
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He shook his head, smile never fading. "He seemed flustered."
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Still grinning, Hana admitted that in spite of her willingness to enjoy her brother's embarrassing situations, "I suppose I had it easy, since I've always worked with our clan kids rather than Academy students. No one to poke fun at me or set me disagreeable tasks besides my mother." Iruka would know well enough just how much trouble Inuzuka children could be, but Hana had also grown up as one. She had a distinct advantage when it came to handling her own clan. Plus, it was always a smaller group than a full Academy class. Less potential for chaos, if only slightly.
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Besides, she very strongly suspected that the clan's parents took great amusement from witnessing or hearing about the ingenious ways their children caused trouble for whoever was taking a day's shift training or watching them. Heavens knew Hana did, when she wasn't the one in charge. They'd done their own share of it at one point or another, so they'd earned the laughs. Other clans seemed to have different philosophies on the matter.
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Medics, even veterinary medics, had opinions when it came to nutrition. "You should clearly be putting them on diets rather than providing enough nutrients to help make up for what they exert." After a pause, she admitted, "I probably would've shaken her, which I think proves my point about not being so good with the parents."
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Hana's stomach growled. She huffed in annoyance, rolling her eyes. "We never time this right. Kiba's always starving by the time he delivers my lunch, then he stands there with puppydog eyes till I share. And yet I didn't learn from his mistakes." Hanna shrugged and grinned. "Looks like it's my turn to beg a share today!" Beg or bully, whichever works. ...Or she could just leave it and go buy her own lunch, but Hana is enjoying her visit to the Academy. It seems a shame to cut that short, especially when she'll be out of the village more often soon.
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"That still sounds like something worth seeing," Hana agreed, starting toward the door herself, Kiba's lunch in hand as a very handy excuse.
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And it was a lot more interesting, for students as well as teacher and spectators.
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