Reunion?

[Kaguya Mitsuha]

Snow fell softly throughout all of the Oak district. Even though it fell softly, it was cold enough for it to stick. The snow crunched underneath Mitsuha's metal feet as she walked through Oak District. She was merely here to buy tools and supplies for making more puppets, or rather, normal puppets. Her other method she will save for criminals and enemies of Leaf.

She's kept to herself for years, five to be exact, and nobody has even sought her out, though she doubts that they would even be able to recognize her as she is quite literally an entirely different person. She had often wondered if her friends had even cared for her but she had dismissed the thought as she focused on getting the supplies that she needed. Walking into a store, she would peruse the selection that they had available, only spending money on a few things, mainly fine tools and materials that are generally hard to come by. It was easy for her to carry such things as she would just seal it all away in a scroll until later when she is back in her own residence.

As she left, she felt eyes on her. Of course, men and boys will stare, something that had happened a lot when she was human as well, though she merely ignored them and any comments that were made. Mitsuha would continue to walk alone in the quiet midday Oak District as she thought about ideas for different types of puppets.

 

[Ōtakemaru]

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Chakra Sensory was a funny trait to some shinobi, but not everyone was able to utilize it – whether it be passively or actively. Whether Mitsuha was able to, even in her new façade, mattered little – it was the vibration that counted. A sudden burst of electric impulses that ran down the backs of those who were ambushed with shock at scary events – those moments were so quick and fleeting, like jumping grasshoppers blinking away at the speed of light.

It was for just the briefest instance… that such a feeling ran down the backs of so many people around. Cultivated, bubbling chakra leering in the invisible curtains of a chakra network, like a leopard in hiding, waiting to leap down and strike at any moment…

And the metallic taste from that aura alone was enough to elicit discomfort and almost… disgust. But the source of all that energy was from a person that Mitsuha would be able to recognize immediately. His purple haori, long hair, and docile face were brand trait marks of an old friend.

Take was casually sipping on a cup of hot cocoa with a scarf around his neck, otherwise just in his usual shinobi vest underneath his purple robe. The dark marks of his Cursed Seal were still traveling over his cheek and forehead, but… if one squinted their eyes in focus, they’d be able to make up a serpentine dragon among the patterns, traveling across his forehead like a headband. That was new from last time she saw him, a change brought forth by Ayeka.

“Sippy, sippy, sippy, sippy, sippy…”

 

[Kaguya Mitsuha]

Even though Mitsuha was no sensory type of ninja, she was a Jounin and she had easily picked up on the fact that something, or rather someone was around her. It was a familiar feeling, that she knew all too well since she knew the person that cursed chakra belongs to.

"Otakemaru." She said in a near plain voice, clearly seeing through his facade to not be noticed. She knew that he has feelings for Ayeka, or rather her alter ego Aria, the soul of someone that had passed away that now resides within Ayeka. No doubt that he had made a move on her when Mitsuha was out of the picture. If this had happened before she became a human puppet, the boy would have found Mitsuha already at his throat...

But the Mitsuha that stands before him now is completely different, seeming human, but not. Her own chakra now more... raw as in more pure in the sense of no elemental natures, just chakra in its purest sense. Snow would lightly fall with only the sound of the smallest breeze coming once every few seconds. As she would breathe, Otakemaru would see no breathe in the air, if he catches on, as a sign that she may no longer be human. Her own clothes seem to resonate either black or red, depending on the perspective of the person looking and from where they are looking.

There would be silence between the two for a couple of seconds before she would approach him. "It's been a while." Was all that she had said. Part of her wondered if this was even a good idea. To connect with the past, with her own past. She is still figuring out the whole idea of her being a human puppet, and wonders if having emotional connections is even worth having.