[Open] I have too many Gaara mused OTL

[a_touch_of_rose]

In the blink of an eye, from one moment to the next, she was somewhere else. The redhead blinked in mild surprise and stared around at her surroundings. This...didn't look like Kumo. She'd been there a moment ago, speaking with the Raikage about possibly reworking some of their treaties, and now...

She appeared to be standing on the outskirts of a village that she didn't recognize; from the numerous pinpricks of strong, trained chakras, she suspected it was a shinobi village of some sort. That was...not a bad thing, she decided. And so Sabaku no Gaara began walking toward the village, long red curls lifting briefly away from her neck in the stray breeze.

If this is genjutsu, it is unlike anything I have seen before, she mused as she walked, easily weaving between others visiting the markets and wandering. The gourd strapped to her back earned her a few surprised looks, but she ignored them in favor of searching for someone who was likely to be a shinobi; civilians rarely had the answers she required.

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[a_touch_of_rose]

Under normal circumstances, she could have cared less what other shinobi were up to unless it actively affected her in some way. But in this situation - given that she had no idea where she was or what was going on - she had to pay more attention to her surroundings. This was hard to do given the amount of people milling about, however, so she did what any other shinobi would have done; she hopped to a higher point to take the less crowded route.

It was because of this decision - a good one at any other time - that she blinked as another shinobi crossed her path, leaped off a building, landed on another, and...bounced. As it happened, the other landed only a few feet away from her. Looking him over, she supposed he could be a genin, given his apparent age, but what caught her attention the most was the tell-tale clan symbol on his garments.

Instantly she was wary. An Uchiha, even a child one, was rarely what they appeared to be. The only one she'd ever dealt with was the youngest son of the clan head, and that was only through Naruto; how her blonde friend could enjoy spending time with Sasuke was beyond her. Still, that was no reason to be rude, and she wouldn't want to see anyone actually hurt, so she stepped across the roof, folded her arms, and stared at the Uchiha.

"...are you all right?" she asked at last.

[maddyragequits]

"..." he gave a glance, instantly aware that no civilian would be able to climb walls as he had seen her do off the corner of his vision after their paths had crossed in mid-air. Only shinobi could do that, and anyone not Uchiha was an enemy.

He was instantly uarded, shuffling a step backwards, studying her. She was 'concerned', but it could so easily be a facade. Not to mention it had taken hera while to ask. "If I wasn't, I sure wouldn't have been able to land on my feet, right?"

[a_touch_of_rose]

Gaara knew that expression: wariness. She'd seen it echoed on her own features so often as a child that she didn't even have to think about it to identify it, and the information was neatly cataloged and set aside as she gazed at the other. She gauged his age at older than ten, but not quite fifteen without any reason to doubt herself. Despite the fact that she was older, he was barely shorter than her - but she was used to that, given she'd always been short.

"I suppose that could be an accurate statement. However, the nature of your fall leads me to believe that it was not a mistake in chakra control on your part - and there could easily be repercussions that are not visible." If she was insulted by his clipped words she didn't say it. "It is somewhat surprising that an Uchiha - even a young one - would land on such a trap."

[maddyragequits]

Oh yeah! Go ahead, mention the not visible reppercusions, and THEN tell him that! "Did you just say I sucked?" maybe, maybe not, where did he even gather that?

"Hey, not my fault this building there just decided it -bounces- people off instead of lettin them land!" nope nope. NOPE! Not his fault at all! He did NOT just fall for a trap!

[a_touch_of_rose]

Well, you know... Sometimes seals had residual effects that were hard to see, even for someone who was supposed to possess the sharingan. It was possible that this one hadn't awakened his yet, she supposed - not that it really mattered to her.

"It is a building," she observed coolly. "Inanimate objects do not decide anything. Likely, there is logical reason for it to have repelled you."

Yes, little hamster-who-is-not-so-bright; you definitely just fell for a trap.

[maddyragequits]

"Just go ahead and tell tell I'm dumb, will you!?" yes, the little hamster was angry! And mind you, he hadn't had his sharingan one right this minute! If he had, he probably would have stopped to wonder at the whole 'why is a building envelopped in a thin chakra layer' but NO!

"Like -you- wouldn't have fallen for it if you'd tried huh? HUH? Go ahead!" he pointed to the building. "Try it, then I can laugh at you, smartass!"

[a_touch_of_rose]

"...I did not say that," she replied, but there was faint amusement in the quirk of her lips. Clearly, he was angry, but she wasn't exactly afraid. For an Uchiha, he was pretty funny.

But he was accusing her, demanding that she try it. The look she gave him was mild. "Why would I do such a thing if I already know what will happen?" she asked. He was pretty disrespectful for a kid, she decided. Then again, he didn't know who she was - and she suspected that here, it wouldn't have mattered anyway.

"In any case, I can accurately surmise from your spirit that you are just fine." Which answered her original question, thanks all the same.

[maddyragequits]

"Tch." he gave an annoyed look and glanced to the south. "Well, whatever! I got a bunch other things to do than hang around here." as may be evidenced by the dried blood that laid upon his sword's scabard, indicating the weapon resting into it -had- been used, and perhaps recently since he had been unable to afford to spare time cleaning it.

"Keep away from the south, yea?" were supposedly parting words.

[a_touch_of_rose]

"...for someone with blood on his hands and blood on his weapon, you act surprisingly like a child," she mused aloud. Was it meant to be an insult? Not at all. But Gaara was, um, rather blunt. About everything. If it wasn't kage business, she rarely bothered to watch her words.

[maddyragequits]

He had been a few steps away... and then he slowly turned his head back, sharingan in those eyes that were dark beforehand.
"This isn't the battlefield I seek." he did not knew which clan this teen was from, but should their paths cross again in battle, he would be merciless.

Indeed, he may act surprisingly like a child, but it was what he was still... out of the battlefield. Not that he had dreams any longer.

[a_touch_of_rose]

"The battlefield you seek is unlikely to be found again, for you," she said in return, meeting those red eyes without flinching. She, too, had seen battle; her time was just after the war, when the alliance was still fresh and they'd wanted to keep it together. But war had, for her, been only weeks ago.

[maddyragequits]

There was no answer, and he jumped to another rooftop, already on his way. He was not going to waste more time with what-ifs. He -would- seek it, and find it, because this was where he had to be!