Temari (
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Who: Temari and OPEN
When: During the event
Where: Wherever you want
What: So a broken little dove is following her around. What could possibly go wrong here?
Rating/Warning: Nothing too terrible. Some bloody memories, if they come up.
[a]
[Temari of the Sand, sister and bodyguard to the Kazekage of the Hidden Village of Sand in the Land of Wind and respected leader of her village is currently failing at shopping for food. In her defense, she's completely distracted by both the ridiculous selection she apparently has and the small broken dove following her around. No one else has commented on it, so she's pretty sure she's either gone absolutely insane or something weird is happening thanks to this rather unpredictable place.
Hard to say but the way her gaze keeps settling on something that, for all intents and purposes, doesn't seem to be really there while she's trying to read an ingredient list mind garner comments.]
[b]
[The garden is a favorite place of hers already and here is where she finds some time to address the small, sad creature dogging her steps. She kneels but doesn't try to touch the dove -- there's a touch of paranoia still, wondering what would happen if she did try. But even with the paranoia comes aching sympathy; so broken and tattered and just plain pitiful.]
So what happened to you? [She's painfully aware that it seems she's speaking to the ground but Temari has never been that self-conscious.] Poor thing. You should be flying.
When: During the event
Where: Wherever you want
What: So a broken little dove is following her around. What could possibly go wrong here?
Rating/Warning: Nothing too terrible. Some bloody memories, if they come up.
[a]
[Temari of the Sand, sister and bodyguard to the Kazekage of the Hidden Village of Sand in the Land of Wind and respected leader of her village is currently failing at shopping for food. In her defense, she's completely distracted by both the ridiculous selection she apparently has and the small broken dove following her around. No one else has commented on it, so she's pretty sure she's either gone absolutely insane or something weird is happening thanks to this rather unpredictable place.
Hard to say but the way her gaze keeps settling on something that, for all intents and purposes, doesn't seem to be really there while she's trying to read an ingredient list mind garner comments.]
[b]
[The garden is a favorite place of hers already and here is where she finds some time to address the small, sad creature dogging her steps. She kneels but doesn't try to touch the dove -- there's a touch of paranoia still, wondering what would happen if she did try. But even with the paranoia comes aching sympathy; so broken and tattered and just plain pitiful.]
So what happened to you? [She's painfully aware that it seems she's speaking to the ground but Temari has never been that self-conscious.] Poor thing. You should be flying.
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[She stumbles to a stop, suddenly lightheaded for a moment. Her hand covers her mouth, if only because she knows what's going to happen and there's nothing she can do about it. Someone else seeing her memories... Nothing about that is okay.
He'll see snippets of times with her brothers: growing up in a joyless household, scared to death of one brother and trying to protect the other. Monster, they whisper, and she feels frightened and sad all at once.
Gaara, half-transformed into the Shukaku beast, tossing her aside with impunity and she was so frightened she could only cower and cry.
Then the news of Kankurou's poisoning and Gaara's abduction; such fear and grief and anger filled her heart that should hardly move.]
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His gaze lands on Temari and at this point it's calculatedly neutral, though he looks a little deeper than before.]