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one_long_mission2012-11-24 09:30 am
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intro post: ghosts in the fog
He comes in as dusk settles, walking through the thin fog that clings around his legs and the tails of his coat, seeming to solidify as he walks. Even the sound seems to remember itself slowly, for at first he's a silent ghost and it's only as he nears the faint golden ponds of light from the outlying village windows and the flicker of their bonfires that the sounds of soft footsteps in the frost begins. Blond hair moves a little in the night wind, smoke and crisp autumn chill, and it takes the blue eyes under that fringe a long time to focus in the calmly neutral face.
He's not sure where he's going, just that there's a path in front of him that seems to lead somewhere and he supposes he will follow it for the moment. When his chakra dissipated from his son's life, he hadn't expected to find himself anywhere - yet here he apparently is. Lost so long in the mists of his child's life, drifting and unsubstantial, it's hard, now, to think of what's before him as any more real. He's a dead man's chakra, released from its mission, a ghost from the past as sure as some of the old furniture and unwanted love letters being tossed away to the flames tonight and it's a strange relief that his hand doesn't pass through the tree he comes to stand near on the edge of someone's bonfire, pausing in his journey onward because the road can wait and even ghosts seem able to appreciate the heat from a stranger's fire in the falling night.
ooc: just a note - Minato's actually very solid but it's going to be a bit before he gets past the idea that he's a lost ghost. Or that what's in front of him is really there either. He's been unable to touch anything for a very long time. Head-canon says a part of him is still trapped with Nine-Tails Yin inside the death god so there's a part of him missing but he'll solidify despite that as he goes. And I apologize in advance that I am a very slow tagger. Life is busy right now but I couldn't resist.
He's not sure where he's going, just that there's a path in front of him that seems to lead somewhere and he supposes he will follow it for the moment. When his chakra dissipated from his son's life, he hadn't expected to find himself anywhere - yet here he apparently is. Lost so long in the mists of his child's life, drifting and unsubstantial, it's hard, now, to think of what's before him as any more real. He's a dead man's chakra, released from its mission, a ghost from the past as sure as some of the old furniture and unwanted love letters being tossed away to the flames tonight and it's a strange relief that his hand doesn't pass through the tree he comes to stand near on the edge of someone's bonfire, pausing in his journey onward because the road can wait and even ghosts seem able to appreciate the heat from a stranger's fire in the falling night.
ooc: just a note - Minato's actually very solid but it's going to be a bit before he gets past the idea that he's a lost ghost. Or that what's in front of him is really there either. He's been unable to touch anything for a very long time. Head-canon says a part of him is still trapped with Nine-Tails Yin inside the death god so there's a part of him missing but he'll solidify despite that as he goes. And I apologize in advance that I am a very slow tagger. Life is busy right now but I couldn't resist.
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They did, however, bring her to Minato's path, and she stared at the man for a moment before approaching. "Minato?"
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"Mikoto - "
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Long fingers closer around hers and his voice is a bit more like his old self as he asks:
"Where's here?"
8 hour drive of doom cuts into RP time man
wow - yes, I'd imagine it would
"How is that so?"
Because he's fairly sure there's no jutsu that will work on him given the already taken part of his soul.
It was supposed to be 4 ;-;
She shook her head and started to walk backward, tugging him with her. "You can stay with me. I have plenty of space to share. As for how... I have no idea. The locals aren't shocked to see us, but they weren't fully expecting us either."
oh geez. You have my full sympathy
"A... crossroads?"
He lets her lead him because he has nowhere else to go on his own and her familiar face, seen through his own eyes, not his son's, is comforting. He still isn't thinking of himself as real enough though to contemplate living arrangements.
Thank youuu
He still seemed far too dazed, even if the gesture would get frowned on by anyone who put stock in proprieties. "Though the discrepancies... How close were we for you Minato? So I know just how far I'm stomping on acceptability by dragging you around like this."
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"How close?" It's a strange question without the other things her short words have hinted at but he supposes it's one he should have thought of as well.
"We're close in age so some of our early training was together. I didn't see you as much once teams were assigned." His shoulder lifted slightly. What did she remember of him? "We were familiar to each other but I wouldn't say closely so. I always admired your gentle strength."
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She shook her head and continued to tug him along, carefully picking a path down the cliff face. "You were one of my genin teammates how things worked out for me. So... -is- it alright with you that I've been calling you Minato?"
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"Thank you."
'Not all that bad' wasn't exactly what the enemies of his village had thought of it as but he'll take her words all the same. His eyebrows lift slightly at her next words but they're not unsettling. As timelines go, he supposes that one is not so different. It does raise the question though -
"It is my name. I answer to too many to be picky over which one a friend calls me. Minato is - it's good to hear again." His fingers tighten just a little on hers, reassurance. If he's going to let her drag him around a strange town by his hand, he's hardly going to balk now at her using his familiar name. "But who was our team leader in your world?"
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She noted the squeeze, and she turned to check for footing instead of acting like she noticed. She was a grown woman, so she really -should- let go his hand. But... she didn't intend to. She'd just deal with whatever consequences came of that later if anyone saw them.
"No one did call you Minato anymore in the months leading to your death, did they? Well, other than Kushina."
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Her hand was an anchor to him, something real in a world he was still having a hard time completely accepting as solid. If she was in no hurry to let that link go, he was certainly not going to be the one to sacrifice it, grown man or not. That anyone would think anything afterward never occurred to him. Blue eyes shifted over to her at the observation though. What a strange way to look at it. Though... he had always preferred his own name over his titles.
Except sensei...
"I had titles others found more appropriate. But... no. Not many." Realizing it now that she had brought it up, he admitted. "I missed it." Another there and gone smile. "What name would you prefer?"
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She quieted for a beat, hesitating as she thought over her options. Finally though, she decided that she started the drop in formality, she would hold to her precedent. "Just Mikoto is fine with me. Especially given that I already asked you to move into my house."
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"Mikoto," he repeats the name to both hear it himself and to show he's comfortable with the familiarity between them. And then: "Are you sharing your house with many?"
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She flashed him a wry smile. "Two versions of my older son, though one I haven't seen in a while and that worries me, one version of my younger. One version of -your- child, though the one living with me is a girl. Still named Naruto though. I get the impression you were quite attached to the name from that. Itachi-younger has been valiantly trying to persuade his Hyuuga friend to move in. Neji's a sweet boy and could use the company." She looked amused. "By how he talks about your daughter, I sense a crush."
She paused to consider then. "I get the feeling I'll have more as time goes on, but that is the list of definites so far."
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She'd mentioned a daughter for him instead of a son earlier and he'd accepted the information and filed it away for later thought. Now though it suddenly became a much more prominent need for contemplation. Because, dead or not, the actually physical father or just an approximation - this was his daughter they were talking about with a boy. It precluded everything else.
"How old are they?"
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"There seems to be a lot of that going around though, so keep your eyes out I've heard you have a boy around the village about the same age, but he hasn't really come around yet."
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"How many of us from Konoha are there here?"
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"Mikoto. How long have you been here?"
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