highly_strung: (musing)
Kankuro ([personal profile] highly_strung) wrote in [community profile] sunshineverse2015-05-23 11:56 pm

[OPEN/CLOSED] We are not alone in the dark with our demons..

WHO: Sunalings and various friends.
WHEN: All throughout the month of May.
WHERE: Sunagakure.
NOTES: Rasa is dead, tensions are all over the place and.. Well, at least things can't get any worse?



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kikaichuu: (hmn)

Evening of the 14th?

[personal profile] kikaichuu 2015-05-27 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[The setting sun is a relief to his over worked tenants and, for once, Shino foregoes sleep in favour of the chill of the Suna evening. The desert will never be a place he comfortably calls home, but he appreciates the quiet of evening and the spots of light as patrols change and doors open with snatches of sound.

The bubble of chatter draws him closer, much like a moth to the glow of candle light and though he doesn't plan to enter the establishment, a flash of royal purple has him reconsidering.

Kankuro's mood hasn't improved any by the looks of things, perhaps even worsening if the bottle of sake in front of him is any indication and he wonders if grief is the culprit or something more?
He settles into a seat beside the other to abate his curiosity at least.]


Good evening.
Edited 2015-05-27 21:41 (UTC)
fourredstripes: (dark)

Evening of the 6th, after Rasa's funeral

[personal profile] fourredstripes 2015-06-01 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's not the first loss of a Kazekage Baki has lived through, but it's the first of their funerals he's attended. Even then, there are rituals in place for something like this, decorum to follow. He's worn the traditional black clothing the entire day, and even though it's more comfortable than other clothes he owns he finds himself chaffing for his uniform.

He's been so busy over the past days that he hasn't had time to reflect on himself, shutting down his feelings just to focus on the task at hand. Even now that things are slowing down as the sun is beginning to set, he finds himself still delayed in his response.

Rasa is dead, has been dead, and yet it still feels like it happened an instant ago, without warning. He would have imagined, if he ever took the time to think about it, that Rasa's death would have been much more dramatic. That he would have died in the center of the village, when worst came to worst. In a way, it feels like Rasa's been slipped through Sunagakure's fingers and in a way it feels like he's been slipped out of Baki's fingers as well.

He'd always figured he would have been there when it happened.

That thought bothers him, so he turns his attention back to the immediate needs and the now. He's worried about Temari, he's been worried about her, but Kankuro is the one he needs to speak to. He seeks him out through the crowds of black clothing, the gloomy air of respectful mourning.
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