Blasphemy! They're delicious!

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Cielle · Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 2:40 pm Post subject: Blasphemy! They're delicious!

Destruction was still apparent wherever one looked, and made it hard to forget what had happened only days before. After the blast she and Vieux had set to work aiding citizens that were still living, pulling some from the brink of death while taking care of others so that their lives were no longer at risk. There had to be cautions of expending all their energy, but for some reason it'd taken awhile for fatigue to start setting in, and even longer before she had to stop using chakra and stick to simple bandaging and cleaning of wounds. The practice had been great, but preference dictated she'd rather not have it due to circumstances. Sometime in the early morning she'd had to finally call it quits before she passed out on the ground and be mistaken for a dead body, making it home and collapsing in the front hall after shutting the door.

'Come to think of it...' Cielle couldn't recall bidding him farewell, or if after awhile she was so far gone into auto-pilot of working to save people she forgot if he'd been near her all the time or wandered off to help elsewhere. Hopefully he hadn't tired himself out in the process of the chaos like she nearly had. A memory surfaced and she sent up a silent prayer that the other Kumo nin she'd met some odd weeks ago was all right...what was his name again? Hideo! Yes, she hoped to the high heavens that he hadn't been injured, or none too gravely from the events...or from Mei. Maybe he'd gone off for a mission and so was safe...ish.

In a stroke of luck, however, Cielle had discovered that her one favorite stall had been far out enough from the blast, though it was more on the other side of town from where the incident had happened. So safety for it was probably a no brainer, but she'd still worried. Because of its continued existence, as well as the owner's, she was sitting and enjoying her snack of a large stack of pork buns. Earlier she'd been at the hospital again to practice some techniques as well as relieve the medic nins a bit of their worries and duties, but she'd been ushered out after awhile to make sure she didn't forget to eat or take some rest lest she collapse unexpectedly. Chewing a delicious bite she mildly wondered if Vieux was at the hospital trying to view the work...
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Sucal · Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 11:20 pm Post subject:

Training the 2nd level of Vieuxs Seal Lore SA (six points required)

“It makes no F***ing sense.” Walking down the street, the aura of annoyance that was coming from Vieux was rather palpable easily detected by other people who were around. When people first heard him start to swear, he received the attention of quite a few people, something that made him feel rather uneasy. He didn't like it when people were paying attention to him for no reason, and was rather thankful when he felt their gazes look at something else and leave him alone. Not willing to second guess such a welcome thing, he assumed that they just got bored and looked away. In reality they took one look at him then saw his headband and the scroll in his hands and assumed that it was a ninja thing. Though him being a ninja didn't explain the trail of toilet paper that appeared to be stuck to his foot, nor did it explain the fact that he had apparently forgotten to do up his fly.

But his attention wasn't on that, and was instead focused on the scroll, which he was sure that held some kind of ancient or forbidden knowledge that needed to be rediscovered. The only problem was that he had no clue how to read his own handwriting, and therefore had mistaken his old jutsu notes for an ancient journal written in Liner A that somebody had sent him, or that he thought somebody sent him... he was in the middle of a discovery at the time, and had just shoved it into his bag after the explosion and before his room at the time burnt down. Looking down at it, he thought that he was able to make sense of part of it, which made things even worse, because the small fragment didn't seem to make much sense. A true master of seals... there was some parts that he couldn't understand then... always make sure you know where your (then another illegible word) is

What exactly did having a towel and knowing where it was have to do with sealing? Cursing out loud, a sudden rumble from his stomach had informed him that he hadn't exactly eaten in a while. Swearing to himself, he dragged himself over to a stall, not really paying attention to anybody else there but the one who was serving the food. “I'll take a hamburger please...” “I'm sorry sir... we don't sell those here... Sir are you ok?” Viuex just froze at the sheer horror of the thought... They didn't sell hamburgers... but then what was he going to eat.... A look of sudden fear dawned on his face, when he realized that other stalls could be the same... and his brief glimpse of meaty heaven was over.... with him being forced to return to salads and the like. The realization caused him to literally freeze in place, completely ignorant of the world around him.
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OzanaruSyra · Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 1:47 am Post subject:

OOC: + +1; total of 1/5.

Also, I lol'ed at the burgers.
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Cielle · Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 2:29 am Post subject:

There, that voice! Oh that voice...should she run? Should she stay? Well, she had just been wondering about his well being, but at this time it didn't sound at its best and slowly her eyes turned to stare at the frozen man. Hm...at this point he'd probably be about as good as a giant, frozen slab of beef or other, if she were a boxer. Slowly she chewed the morsel still in her mouth as she continued to stare, vastly amused at his lack of observance: this wasn't a fast food stall like the other one. Rather, they sold a variety of udon soups, a few mixes of varying sauces with vegetables and chunks of meat, and then, of course, her favorite: pork buns.

Cielle's eyes cast to the half left in her hand, and thought that it was sort of like a hamburger. But the bun encased it. And it was pork instead of ham. And different sauces. And lack of tomatoes or lettuce or cheese or other random hamburger things. Okay so it was basically a sort of really soft bun with a different type of meat some wouldn't eat. Considering his joy of greasy foods and less taste for the healthier ones, then perchance he'd enjoy the treat?

"Err...quick! Offer him some pork buns! They're meat and bread, which should be good enough!" she said with haste, but with an undertone of being entertained by all this. Would it snap him out? Would he continue to be utterly frozen and thus, require a falling from his stool? Time would tell if she got to be a little mean or if she'd simply aided in the conclusion of a "tense scene."
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Kawada · Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 8:14 am Post subject:

OCC:... Rofl first topic I open and its something like this... lawl
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Sucal · Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 3:37 am Post subject:

If there was a technical term for what Vieux was currently going through, then nobody had ever taught it to him. It appeared that the perfectly divine food that he had eaten yesterday was forever out of his grasp. Not that this was visible from the out side. So once again he had people staring at him, wondering exactly what was up. It was quickly becoming obvious to those looking at him, that this was a stranger then normal shinobi, which considering the majority were considered to be nuts by the civilians of the village, was really saying something. Looking from him to the other Ninja, the girl behind the counter figured that her suggestion was the best possible one, after all she was a combat ninja so surely she would know best.

Whipping out her combat spatula, she moved carefully over to the steamer, preparing to make a move with the split second timing that it required. It wasn't often that she was able to use her elite cooking ninja skills, especially after some of her family got captured attempting to discover the ramen recipe of the leaf. With that on their side, they could have conquered the cooking world in a manner of days. Resisting the urge to gloat and chuckle evilly (she wasn't sure if the evil ANBU still had her under surveillance) she instead whipped open the steamer in a well practiced motion, and with a flick of the wrist, launched the pork bun straight into the air.

Leaping up into the air after it, she carefully counted down the seconds, until with a mighty thunk, she launched the bun with deadly accuracy straight into the frozen ninja's mouth, with enough force that he went flying off the chair. He didn't just stop there however, fully flying back several feet until with a rather loud sound, his head thunked into one of the walls of the store across from the food place. Vieux didn't really notice however, which was something that seemed to annoy the attendant. “How Dare he not eat my cooking...” Leaping over the barrier, she made almost forgotton handsigns, ones that nobody had ever seen before and naturally didn't really pay much attention due to the SEP field working perfectly.

“Cooking style, Force feeding jutsu” Touching a glowing finger to Vieux's chest, his jaw started working on its own, to chew then swallow the food, something which had no affect on Viuex or at least at first. But then he began to stir, with the smile of someone who had no clue what was happening on his face. Holding up a bright pink towel that he seemingly landed on, he spoke rather groggily. “I finally know where my towel is, so everything is OK.”
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Cielle · Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 11:48 pm Post subject:

Civilians often expounded on how awesome certain restaurants were when they cooked it right in front of them, sometimes doing those little onion volcanoes. Sometimes they'd make the fried rice into a heart and make it "beat" before serving it, and so many other delights. Cielle had seen such things plenty of times and it was fun...to a degree, but out of all the possible dinner - or lunch - shoes this was by far her favorite and the most entertaining. Forget flipping chicken into someone's mouth, or not if they missed, but instead the food was forcefully kerthwacked! And then in further comical fashion he was sent back, as though this were some "epic dining scene" in a cartoon of some such, though without orgasmic notebook writing a few scenes later.

The jutsu she used made Cielle question if she'd ever had to deal with prisoners before, some people deciding to go on hunger strikes for even the most inane reasons. Something pink and fluffy was then produced by Vieux, and further she marveled at his oddities. Wherever he went something funny was sure to happen...such as she had observed thus far. Was that...? Yes: it was a towel, a pink and fluffy towel. Before her mind could work more she took a bite out of one of her many pork buns and left it off as "Its Viuex" rather than get into a tizzy over WHY someone would have a towel - and pink, for that matter - with them. She didn't want to know, and certainly didn't need to.

Yes, Cielle was a "nice person" at heart, and she hated people being injured on principle. However, she didn't chalk this up as him getting "injured" so much as "shocked out of his frozen state" and merely being fed food he hadn't been in the condition to partake in himself. Simple! Thus it was more of a show to amuse her while she ate her own giant stash of pork buns while he got to have a taste of her favorite food, whereas before he'd been having burger after burger.

Oh gods...

Staring at the bread covered meat...she gulped down the morsel in her mouth and watched some of the sauce ooze out onto the ground in some breakthrough of a horrifying discover. No...it couldn't be...could it? But it was so horrendously similar...yes: burgers to Vieux were what pork buns were to Cielle. It was like some horror story wherein the character realizes the monster isn't just a monster, but is actually a reflection of what they are, or that they aren't as different as thought at the beginning! Panic gripped her heart and the perfectly reasonable question of 'Will I too begin carrying a towel around?' raced through her mind unlike bullet-speed. There was but one cure for her current state: she took another bite of pork bun and immediately shot into denial stage. Simple human reaction of when the subject has experienced great trauma their mind will overshadow the event and hide it in the dark recesses of the mind. Safe!
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Sucal · Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 2:07 am Post subject:

Holding the towel close to himself, Vieux stroked ita couple of times, as if to reassure it that everything would be ok. “Whose a good towel oh yes you are, yes you are you little pink cutie you.” Hugging his towel close, as if he never wanted to let it go, he decided to see about picking himself up off the ground, only to notice three things... The first was that his head hurt, the second was that the world appeared to be circling his head (he always knew the world revolved around him... now he had the proof), and finally his mouth tasted like it was full of a meat like substance that had originally been inside a vaguely bread like one. In other-words, it tasted almost as bad as the time as he accidentally reversed his tastebuds for a week. He has never looked at a salad bar the same way again.

Staggering over to the stall, he thumped down on the chair about to order a hamburger, when he realized what happened last time. Rather then dwell on the horrible ramifications of what that meant for his life, he instead looked over the menu with a distinct lack of interest. Seeing this, the serving girl (who had quickly returned to her place after force feeding him, so that it appeared like nothing had happened, walked over, her recent victory putting a bit of sway into her hips that wasn't there before. “So what can I get you today “ “What ever is going good” Looking at him for a couple of seconds, she tried to tell if he was insulting her cooking or not. “The pork buns are pretty popular today “ Considering she had just stuffed one into his mouth, he should have realised that.

“None of those thanks, far to starchy for me.” Gently reaching under the desk, her hand inched towards the pineapple that she kept especially for such occasions. Blessed by Hi Priest Fluffy, it made an excellent tool for demonstrating exactly who had created toe 10,000 years of pain jutsu and its many variants, which the stupid ramen eaters tried to clam as their own. Just as she felt its cleansing and powerful touch in her hands, she moved forward slightly, intent on etnerally smiting what must be a ramen eating sp.... “Can I get Raikage sized plates of Dim Sims thanks?” ...eacil customer, who must be treated with the upmost diginty and respect. “Right away
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Cielle · Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 11:17 pm Post subject:

Somewhere surely someone had spoken some great line dealing with "living with no regrets." Hell, being on a deathbed with them was probably one of the worst things in life, next to getting a paper cut of course. Cielle had led a careful life to try and keep such feelings out of her life - she'd already far failed on paper cuts due to reading - but this damnable, curious fellow always kept her mind ticking to the questionable aspects of life. Did she dare? Should she? Would it someday lead to the apocalypse? Screw that, so long as the animals survived, she'd ask anyways, "Vieux...why are you carrying a towel around?" No, she wouldn't bother with the color as many men these days were spouting the phrase "PINK IS MANLY" or some variant, probably because they couldn't say no to their significant other when given a shirt or outfit of that color.

At this point about five pork buns had mysteriously disappeared form her mountain of them, and she pondered it before giving it up to likely some squirrel or something. The actuality was she'd eaten them absentmindedly in her addiction to them. Yep, between her mountain and the soon to be Raikage sized portion of dim sum...or dim sim, this stand would see good business today, surely pleasing the competitive owners to some degree. Cielle had spotted the pineapple and was curious if that was for one of the desserts...she'd try it another time. Vieux might lecture her about them if he didn't get on her about the starch she was consuming now.

"So is it for some new jutsu or experiment...or is it a security thing? I'd warn you against taking it on missions though, might not last long. Also don't leave it in the sun too long or it might get sun bleached and lose its awesome color intensity." If that was her being sarcastic, rude, or giving advice it might be hard to discern given it sounding honest enough. No point trying to mock him though, honestly, and for a moment she wished some bumbling idiot would try to see Vieux's response. More than likely they'd falter with their inability to keep up with his abnormal mind and thought processes. She had to give up caring to keep up to some degree, a roundabout way.
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OzanaruSyra · Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 3:21 am Post subject:

OOC: +3.5; total of 4.5/6

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