Throughout the Forest

Ryou gazed up at her hazel eyes, his own widening in confusion.

Isji cupped one of his cheeks in her hand gently and looked down on him, not moving and only just breathing

((Is she like... on top of him?))

((legs lying besides, and over body over, so not full on top lols))

Ryou's cheeks tint red in curiousity. He slowly lifts his left hand towards her own cheek.

(( Cripes, confusing lil missing-nin. ))

((oh well heh))

Isji looked like she wanted to lower her head and fell his lips with her own..just to fell warmth again, but insteed she laid down beside him again, taking the warm doku cloack over her thin body

Ryou grabs his own cloak, laying it under his head, instead. He props himself up slightly and looks over at the entrance of the cave, entranced by the storm.

Outside, trees are felled as lightning relentlessly attacks the terrain. Thunder crackles every five seconds, never deterring away.

He turns back to Isji, and decides to recline again, still warm from the touch.

Isji has gripped around his left arm tightly, sleeping with her soft chin on it and her thin warm arms around it, her sound headband shinned a little when the fireplace light hit it.

Ryou detracts his gaze away from the outside, turning on his side to see Isji. He, too, glances at the fire to notice it was breathing last embers. He gazed at her pale, immaculate face with longing, smiling at the touch.

Isji` breath were normal and heave, the missing nin woman was sleeping. 2 letters was sticking out of her kunai puch she had laid up against her cloack

Ryou glances at the letters, but decides against it. He sighed complacently, then untied his headband, leaving it on the floor of the cave. His head burrowed into the blanket, he set about sleeping through the night.

((THAT'S A WRAAAAAP! We'll continue this roleplay later, when we assume the next day began.))

Isji opend her broen eyes a little, insteed of felling the cold cave cloor under the warmth cloack she could only wfell the cloack and 2 arms around her waist, she lifted her head a little and saw the konoha leaf ninja from befor holding around her..Probably because of the cold night and the fire place had turned off

((Oh, so it became a fireplace? ))

Ryou was still sleeping, not knowing he was holding the missing-Nin he met last night. His shallow, labored breaths took in more frozen oxygen, the climate getting frosty and excruciatingly cold.

Isji slipped out with a little luck not awaking the older ninja, she went into the cave were the big snake had it nest, took some of the brances and laid them on the campfire from yesterday, lightning it with the same jutsu letting the wamth speading in the cave

Ryou's nose sensed the scent of embers, and crinkled his nose in response. He turned on his side, facing the entrance to the cave. The fire started to warm him up, causing a slight difference in how he breathed.

Isji threw her doku cloack over him, sat down bye the fire and took out a warm pointy stone from the clones, running it accros her short katana making the edge sharper

Upon hearing the slight scrap of metal on metal, Ryou's eyes twitch. He remains asleep though, and his breathing leveled after the warm cloak spread around him.

Kyuu disappeared in a flurry of smoke sometime during the night.

Isji watched the sparkels fly off the fine metal as the edge soon go tvery sharp, she took out a kunai and begang on it

Ryou opens his eyes, finally waking up. He shakes his head vigorously, and turns to Isja, who was sharpening her weapons. "Fond of your weapons, huh?" He asks, chuckling hoarsely.

Isji didnt answer his attemp to be funny and simply finished the last kunai, she put them down in her kunai pocket and the katana on its holder on her back

He slowly rises from his bed, sitting down in a cross-legged position. "So, I guess we'll both be going our separate ways, now?"

Isji roose up in her full figure and looked down at him".. i guess..i have a misssion to kill some old monk in a bloodtemple up in theese moutains.."

Ryou nods slowly, getting up from his position. He lifts his cloak and starts to unfold it. "Well, I can't say I hope you're successful..."

Isji threw on her cloack over herself and closed it, tkaing on the strawhat and looking at him"..thanks.."

"I wish you good luck, nonetheless." He sighs, eying the straw hat. "I just can't bless killing, no matter the reason." Ryou pulls on his cloak, leaving the hood down. "I can only hope you'll think the same one day..."