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Post by SKYE KALEA on Feb 18, 2013 18:14:14 GMT -5
It was a beautiful day outside and yet it was terribly dreadful being in doors all day. Kalea was on her way to meet the commander of the Intel for her own village. She really had been out of the loop for last few weeks and figured it was her turn to at least meet him. She walked into the tower where the meeting was arranged to be at. Her skirt was blue and white and her two blades made an ‘x’ behind her. Her shirt matched her skirt only it was just as short and held up by two wires. It was something she had designed herself to make sure that her shirt wouldn’t fall off. Kal headed up the stairs to the tower a bit nervous to meet him. She hadnt heard much about anyone who he was. Kal's hair bounced as she hurried up the stairs and came to the door where they told her to be at. Quickly the ninja fixed her outfit making sure it wasnt to revealing. Her hand raised up and knocked on the door. "Ok i can do this." Kalea said to herself hoping she wasnt late.
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Post by SUKNI LEIKAL on Feb 18, 2013 18:41:42 GMT -5
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Yet he heard someone, and if someone were to walk in they would find Leikal in black slacks, white gloved hands, a glowing purple right eye, his joint shinobi head band on his forehead, and surprisingly enough he had a button up shirt completely unbuttoned and revealing more of himself than normal. His eyes were closed and he could sense chakra at the door and then with a small eye he would then grin and then with a simple smile he would say, “It is open, go ahead and come in whoever you are.” Gratefully Leikal did not have any appointments, or did he, as he would continue performing necessary chiseling to the marble, creating the image of the girl who he had seemed to perceive in his dreams.
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Post by SKYE KALEA on Feb 18, 2013 19:46:13 GMT -5
Kalea gathered her thoughts together and took a calming breath knowing the next few minutes of her life would be entertaining. She had no problem with the commanding officers, as apart of that she felt weird about this meeting. Her golden eyes were set on the door trying to think of a great introduction to him. A voice spoke to come in, and she put her hand on the door nob and opened it. First thing that her eyes set on was the sculpture. It was beautiful and she was curious to see what it would come out to be. Kal instead of focusing on why she was there focused on the beauty of the sculpture. Her golden eyes jetted towards the man, who was her commander. The first thing she noticed about him was the fact his shirt was unbuttoned and he was wearing slacks. Kalea laughed a little realising she had made herself look well some what professional to see him in an unbutton shirt. "I am Skye, Kalea your intel tracker ninja sir." Kal said finally getting herself a bit under control. She looked back at the sculpture still at a bit amazed at it. "Did you make this, or well making this?" She asked him as she looked at it closely. It was art and she adored it so much. Kalea never told anyone her interest I the art world.
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Post by SUKNI LEIKAL on Feb 19, 2013 8:10:29 GMT -5
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He would smile while saying it and inevitably also viewed more of the file opening to the chuunin days especially, “I knew some members of your days as a shinobi. Though some are dead many live and also many hold bonds together. However it would seem you cut and severed most of your bonds and I do not quite agree with that. The thing is a shinobi, though requiring one’s self to be the self efficient killing machine, must also have bonds to stay sane. Now I am not asking you to go willy nilly with bonds, just think about it since your mother’s passing and your father’s unknown whereabouts I can only suggest it to you.” With a calming sigh he would move over to the side of the room and picked up a jacket, the trench coat of red as he would put that around his entire body as it was a kneelength trench coat with a small smile, “I am Sukni, Leikal Deidara and I am your Intel Commander of Iwa. It is a pleasure to meet you.”
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Post by SKYE KALEA on Feb 19, 2013 13:02:02 GMT -5
Kalea kept looking at the sculpture it was so beautiful, she could tell it looked like it was taking him a long time to sculpt as well. It was when Leikal headed to his desk she decided to join him taking a seat in front of the desk and smiled a little. Oh the folders always told interesting stories. For hers it explained her whole life as a ninja, including her abilities and the reason of her alias. When he spoke about her having good achievements and impressing him a little blush came to her face. “Thank you?” She questioned it. No one really said that her achievements were good. Kal was only doing her job naturally and never gave anything a second thought. She smiled a little as he looked through file. The female knew that there was something’s she probably shouldn’t have. Most of her old friends hated her when she would go off on her own. That was a huge part of what Kalea needed to learn was team work a bit better. She frowned a little when he spoke about the bonds she had severed, it seemed like ages since that happened. It was something she always did if she knew something would go wrong. It was fortunate that nothing said anything about her whole throwing objects at people she hated. It was when he spoke about her mother and father and making bonds. “Well… you see I’ve been attempting that probably for so long. Every bond I have made tends to have issues. Besides for the most part since everything has happen my sanity level has been pretty good.” Kal said with a little smile. She felt proud of herself of what she had accomplished in her emotions. Though, she realized that was probably the worst thing to say to him. Kalea watched him walk over and grab a coat. When the commander said his name, it was familiar yet she still didn’t know why or where. “Like wise Sukni, Leikal.” She added after a few moments.
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Post by SUKNI LEIKAL on Feb 19, 2013 18:12:13 GMT -5
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Leikal’s idea would be something absolutely devious in all manners. It happened to be absolutely astonishing. With an easy sentimental mentality that would bring him out of his own thoughts with an exciting venue. His eyes would gaze all along the girl as she sat there and with a smile, something of a chuckle running out of his lips as he would walk over to this girl with a smile. “You say all bonds you try to make wind up broken due to mishaps right?” It would be then that he would lean towards her, a face in front of her as he would be absolutely close in front of her as if he were going to kiss her. His eyes gazing into her eyes all the while he did not care for the repercussions at the moment, he went all the way and would whisper, “Then shall I make a bond with you?” and it would be this question, without waiting a moment to then attempt to kiss her.
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Post by SKYE KALEA on Feb 19, 2013 18:23:08 GMT -5
Kalea was curious about her commander, he was far from being a typical male. He’s aurora was and just everything about him was defiantly artistic. Most guys she had met were of course stuck over trying to get with her or be a one night stand. Her first bonding experience with a person, specifically a guy ended up with a few vases thrown at his head. That was the point where she knew that she had to control her anger a bit more. A major part of why people didn’t like hanging out with her. Kal though had been for the most part keeping her emotions in check as much as she could. When he asked her a question about her bonds she couldn’t help but laugh a little. She looked over at him as he started to walk over to her. At first she thought this was a bit weird, the female looked at him curious to see what he was planning. “Yes… Naturally I’ve been paired up with a few people who… I’ve found don’t work well… with flying objects.” Kalea had to put that statement in the way she wouldn’t get herself into to much trouble but made a point. She started to bit her lip out of a habit she had. It was probably a terrible habit as she would come out with little cuts on her lips but to her it was the best way to keep her nerves down. Leikal leaned in closer to her, a bit to close for personal space and spoke in a whisper about making a bond with her. Before she could speak he was really close and leaning into kiss her. Kal’s mind ran rapid as he was getting closer to her lips. She moved the chair back a bit quickly and instant reaction of slapping him. She really didn’t have any objects around her to actually throw at him so a slap would have to do. “Alright Leikal you want a bond with me… You do understand that though I am perfectly sane I do have an anger problem right?” Kalea said moving away from him. She smirked a little at the fact of what she had done. Admitting it was pretty funny to wait for the reaction of him.
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Post by SUKNI LEIKAL on Feb 19, 2013 19:14:41 GMT -5
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An anger problem was absolutely something that was a quirk he happened to find enjoyment in. His eyes would be smiling, the glowing purple eye continued itself while looking at the girl’s eyes. His smile continued itself as he would then say, “Oh I absolutely love your anger, and I do remember something from your file. You want to know who made all those vases you broke?” He would then throw the chisel at the statue he was making earlier. The girl in front of him was the masterpiece and the many pieces of stone that broke down would become vases on their own. All of these were beautifully carved pieces as Leikal would then smile with a grin about his face. “I also happen to remember meeting you so many years ago, a joint operation mission that ended in failure due to a teammate’s betrayal. I hope you remember meeting me during that but your memories still must have not come back.”
It was rye penetrating hatred in words, however this was not real hatred, it was merely something that was made in reaction to the fact that his face was bruised lightly, however he would smile and then say lightly, “I will make a bond with you one day, I promise you that,” he would say with a grin, his eyes watching her while he leaned on his desk, seeing that she had pushed herself back, it was something different but he knew her from back then and would not allow her to forget it.
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Post by SKYE KALEA on Feb 19, 2013 19:54:08 GMT -5
Kalea was confused at why any guy would want to get with her. She knew it had a lot to do her looks but naturally she didn’t think it was a good thing to start getting close to her. HE spoke about beauty and she wanted to laugh a little at it. Of course he was being poetic with the whole beauty thing and it did cause her to blush majorly. “I am flattered really I am that you think I am beautiful and I think you’re gorgeous.” She said just realizing what she said. “Oh… that came out wrong really wrong.” She whispered to herself knowing that it was probably the stupidest thing she could have said. Ok it wasn’t the stupidest thing she ever said but it was up there. She watched him closely now just to make sure he wouldn’t do the same thing again. Although she was ready this time mapping out the whole room figuring out what could be used as a weapon that wouldn’t harm him. She smirked a little as he spoke about her problem being enjoyable and the person who made all those vases she smashed into a few guys’ head. It made sense now who he was of course that didn’t change the simple fact she was a firecracker with her anger. “How can you love my anger… Honestly you’ve only gotten a little bit of it. At this moment, I am going to say you are the one who made those amazing breakable vases?” Kalea stated knowing the answer already. He had brought up something so interesting that he read from her file. Back to that file it gave a lot of details about her as she was starting to figure out.
When he spoke of the two meeting each other many years ago, she wasn’t sure of how long that was and really who he was. She remembered a few missions that were like that. Kal had a few joint operations with other teams but when he said betrayal of a team mate she remember the person who did it but not the people who were a part of that mission. That was probably the day she took a vase and hit him over the head with it. “I vaguely remember the mission like that. I don’t think I could recall besides my own team who would be a part of that mission. I remember hitting a person over the head with something and left him unconscious to say the least.” Kalea said putting her index finger on her lips and looking to the ceiling trying to remember everything from so long ago. She thought to herself and stood up walked over to the desk and sat cross legged on top of it right in front of him. Of course she was wearing shorts under her skirt so that she wasn’t showing everything. Leikal spoke of that bond again one day. “To start off with a bond I have to get to know the person I am bonding with a bit better. Obviously I would be all for it if you hadn’t tried to kiss me.” Kal said with a little hint of anger in her voice. Though, quickly calmed herself down not to grab anything just yet. She wanted to see his reaction first.
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Post by SUKNI LEIKAL on Feb 19, 2013 22:43:29 GMT -5
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Yet she still astonished him as to vaguely remember some of the missions, while he would smile and then with a calm sigh he would look at her again, “How about the time you were in the land of bears once, carrying out an intelligence gathering mission, however your mission went out of control and you wound up having to be cornered. It was a couple months after your promotion to being Jounin. You had to go collect information on the daimyo. I was tracking you, I had to gather information on whether or not you deserved the title of Jounin,” of course they did not demote her because of the success, “however you should remember a deformed man who had entered the scene to clean up after the short screw up there in the land of bears. Your team abandoned you there just like a few times in the past however after you were cornered there was that shinobi who aided you by just a small margin,” He would then raise his gloved hand, undoing it to reveal the mouth there, “That was me.”
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Post by SKYE KALEA on Feb 19, 2013 23:24:53 GMT -5
Kalea gave him the death glare almost as he repeated what she said. That brought up the fact that she probably wouldn’t live that saying down. She sighed a little getting her emotions in check and tried to make her blush just go away. “Yes… You are gorgeous.” The female said trying to make herself ever forget saying that but of course she would admit she couldn’t deny his good looks and he was already driving her crazy. She looked over at the statue it finally caught up to her of what it was. “The sculpture that’s….” She said not evening attempting to finish her statement. It was beautiful and she recognized who it was. Kal figured out this guy was kind of obsessive with the statue though he hadn’t seen her not recently obviously. The female glared at him as he spoke about how many things of his she had broken. It was the glare of confusion. Kalea didn’t know that she had used that many on guys. She laughed a little realizing that’s how many guys have done a lot of things to her. It was based on her anger really had gotten the best of her in the past. “Well then I guess I probably owe you for those. Terribly sorry I managed to do that but I have to admit those men were on my list so they did get what they deserved.” She said happily to him. Of course she couldn’t help what she did, at least he kept a record of everything.
Kalea was starting to remember back to that mission that was at the very beginning of being Jounin. She had to admit that was the worst mission of her life, and it was the really one of the reasons she never liked working as a team player. So he was the one tracking her, she knew there was someone who was there following her around but never really thought anything about it. “I remember yes that mission really was the setting off point why I don’t like working with others. That’s happened a number of times. Obviously you thought I was fit enough to become a Jounin.” Kal said with a little laugh. When he spoke again it still never brought up him apart of that memory but when he took off his glove she seen the mouth on the hand it brought back up who he was. Kalea remembered exactly who he was, and knew if it wasn’t for him she’d probably be dead. “You’re kidding…. I remember your hand more than I remember you face. I can’t believe it.” She said happily. From that day she had a slight crush on him not even knowing that he was the person who saved her. “Then I should say I owe you this.” She said leaning into kiss his cheek.
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Post by SUKNI LEIKAL on Feb 20, 2013 16:07:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,415,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-color: #D0C6A4; border-top: 5px solid #75531E; border-bottom: 5px solid #75531E;][STYLE=border: 4px solid #75531E; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-left: 15px; margin-bottom: -33px; margin-top: 7px;][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 277px; font-size: 50px; color: #75531E; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 123px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -45px; letter-spacing: -3px;]MY SACRIFICE[/style][STYLE=background-color: #EFE9E0; border-top: 4px solid #75531E; margin-right: 15px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: -9px; margin-left: 123px; padding: 5px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #75531E;]ABOVE ALL THE OTHERS, WE'LL FLY[/style] [STYLE=margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: #EFE9E0; padding: 17px; color: #3C2E16; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9; border-top: 4px solid #75531E; border-right: 1px dotted #9D6F25; border-left: 1px dotted #75531E;] Oh the deceiving of one’s self to get rid of their own mind. It would be here that Leikal would chuckle some more. Leikal would only smile when she did indeed reinforce what she had said almost as if it pained her when trying to get rid of her blush, oh the joy of that moment was at utmost pleasure to him. And the joy that she finally realized the sculpture was of her was absolutely different to the meaning that she now said something that she now owed him. He did not consider the and frankly it was not something he would have asked of her in the first place. After all he did not care if she owed him from a few breakable vases, the fact she broke so many absolutely infuriated him though from the inside out. His eyes would close lightly when he noted the fact that she was finally remembering.
It was his hand, the hand with a mouth that had set it off, that had allowed her to finally realize what was going on, to finally realize who it was that had cleaned up her mess. “I possess a very forgettable face, you are not the only one to forget me however my ability is one that is quite feared as it was last used by a cursed ninja of this village, Deidara of the Akatsuki.” Leikal would smile with a momentary mind of the senses. He then widened his eyes when it came to her kissing his cheek. He would look at her when she would withdraw, and with a calming eye he would smile, “You will find that we have much in common, more than most shinobi for certain.” He would then smile as he would sit back down onto his desk’s seat while looking at the girl. “Are you hungry?” He would ask her with a calming question.
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Post by SKYE KALEA on Feb 20, 2013 16:33:58 GMT -5
Kalea was starting to remember a lot of why she had the anger issue. She could tell that Leikal was enjoying her awkwardness around him. The female would figure out a love hate relationship was starting, but she was leaning more on the loving side, it at least made her day a bit better. Kal looked over at the sculpture as it was done so beautifully down to the touch. “I have to say that your sculpture is amazing. Oh don’t tell anyone I said that either!” She said with a laugh. It was really the sculpture itself that brought an interesting taste to the room. Although, the shinobi knew that she loved art so much, she hid it in the fact that she never wanted anyone to know that. She had a rep to with hold though, that rep was a silly thing that happened during her genin year and since has lead on. She knew she had to figure out away to repay him for the stuff that she broke. It was only because she never really knew who she was grabbing them from in a blind rage. Her memories were pretty detactched atpoints due to the few things that took over her life.
Kalea listened to him speak about having a forgettable face but the hand was something she couldn’t forget. It was the weirdest thing she had ever seen and the fact that it was orignally from a cursed ninja she could remember hearing about it. “Yes well I don’t think I could ever forget something so… creepy, weird and awesome as that. “ Kal said with a smile on her face. Her frustrations with this man were pretty much gone; though she knew she could be entertained by him easily. She felt that she Leikal by surprise with that kiss, it was only ever on his terms that she would do something like that. When he spoke again she nodded. “Yes well I don’t think a lot of shinobi could say that what we have is normal either. But yes you are right.” Kalea said as she slid off the desk and moved back to the chair in front of him. Her stomach rumbled loud as she hadn’t ate in the last few days. “I think my stomach says it all.” Kal said with a little giggle. It was a habit she had of not eating for a few days sometimes a week. She survived on what she could naturally.
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Post by SUKNI LEIKAL on Feb 20, 2013 18:19:15 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,415,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-color: #D0C6A4; border-top: 5px solid #75531E; border-bottom: 5px solid #75531E;][STYLE=border: 4px solid #75531E; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-left: 15px; margin-bottom: -33px; margin-top: 7px;][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 277px; font-size: 50px; color: #75531E; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 123px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -45px; letter-spacing: -3px;]MY SACRIFICE[/style][STYLE=background-color: #EFE9E0; border-top: 4px solid #75531E; margin-right: 15px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: -9px; margin-left: 123px; padding: 5px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #75531E;]ABOVE ALL THE OTHERS, WE'LL FLY[/style] [STYLE=margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: #EFE9E0; padding: 17px; color: #3C2E16; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9; border-top: 4px solid #75531E; border-right: 1px dotted #9D6F25; border-left: 1px dotted #75531E;] Leikal was absolutely certain for what he noticed with this girl, the mere facts that this girl was something else to Leikal’s eyes was completely off the record to him. She actually was shy, more so than the angry side it was her shy attitude that he absolutely found adorable as he would look at her with a simple smile. “You have no worries, I won’t tell anyone about this, so long as you don’t tell anyone about my hands.” It was a fair trade off as he would glove up his hand. He absolutely hated people knowing about his deformation while he would sigh lightly. It would be appropriate for him to only be laughing to himself when he would listen to the air, listen to the wind howling outside the doors and the windows to the tower. His office was not near as grande as the Iwagakure’s Kage however he did not mind, for he would only smile.
“Indeed, you are hungry.” He would chuckle lightly as he would then get up, a lot of getting up and getting down seemed to run in this line of work, as he would then bow to the girl, a single gloved hand held out to her, “Where might I take you to dinner?” It was reasonably acceptable to say he had not done this in a while however it was also reasonable to say that he was very artistic in the manner that he presented himself in front of the woman without any disregard nor inabilities to the facts that he was a romantic at heart. He’d have to blow up his office again, too much beauty occurred here and it would need a new makeover soon. But that was for another time as he would merely hold the hand out, awaiting his invitation to be accepted.
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Post by SKYE KALEA on Feb 20, 2013 21:04:03 GMT -5
Kalea knew she had become a bit softer than what her file preserved to be. Of course all the incidents happened before she made her break through with the anger problems. She had her moments where her anger did get the best of her but she kept herself as calm as she could. It sometimes resorted her to being shy of course but none the less she would be open about most things. She smirked a little as he said he would keep it a secret as long as she kept his hand a secret. “It’s a deal! Besides I think this is awesome just because I know something not many know to much about.” Kalea said with a little laugh to her voice. She’d never betray such a trust it would usually only lead to bad things. Kal knew she could trust Leikal with her own life and a secret that was to never be leaked out. The kunoichi figured that anything sounded pretty good to her as she was starving.
“Yeah I haven’t really ate anything since a few days ago.” Kalea spoke half joking about it. Her money had been spent on clothes and rent she sadly used up money before she could actually get groceries for herself. She smiled taking the hand with the white glove and stood up. First thing that she thought of how weird it felt to be holding his hand. Most of her thoughts about the weird feelings stopped when he asked her where she wanted to eat. “Um… that is a good question actually.” Kal said as her voice seemed distant. She rarely ate out and when she did usually was to eat a quick bowl of noodles. “Well I could go for some noodles or rice right now. But anything sounds good.” She added after a moment thinking about what really was good to eat. She enjoyed her frustrating time with Leikal and it proved that there was still hope for a guy out there who understood her for her and not for her looks or well the fact of a few misshapes in the market place.
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