Re: ~*Nothing But Faded Memories*~(Open) « Reply #15 on Feb 6, 2007, 3:12am »
"I really don't know. I ask myself that same question all the time. Am I ok? I've just never found the answer. My memories of the events I think about are haunting. They just won't seem to leave me be. I hope one day to truly be ok."
This was a lot for Mikkumaru to be hit with all at once. Well it was for him. He may have been emotionally strong, but he wasn't all that educated in the science of emotion. As he tried to recollect himself, he began to notice a change in Tasha. She looked as if she was ill. Mikku saw blood coming out of the corners of her lips. She was quick to wipe it, but Mikku saw it. He knew he saw it. The change ended with Tasha beginning to shudder. Mikku was a little weirded out by it, but for the most part he was concerned.
"Woh! Whats wrong Miss Tasha!? Are you sick!? Do you need a doctor!?"
Mikkumaru was a lot like a little kid in the sense that he rarely ruled emotional pain to be a cause of physical symptoms. Whenever something was wrong with a person, he rarely thought of the person just hurting on the inside rather then on the out. His brain doesn't jump to that conclusion unless he sees tears. Thats mostly the way Mikku thinks though. Only tears mean sadness. He isn't aware of how the human body can lash out at itself physical when under deep mental stress. Its not like its something that is common knowledge to non medical shinobi anyway. Mikku was an all out war type Shinobi. Like a pawn on a chess board. Other then having detractive abilities as a fighter, he had nothing else to really offer to a team. His mind had yet to begin any serious thought patterns so he would fail as a leader, regardless of his sense of duty.
Mikku didn't really want such things anyway. He loves to fight. He loves to be loved because he fights. He cares little about politics. He is simply a barbarian. If the ninja life was not an option, Mikku would not know what do to with himself.
Re: ~*Nothing But Faded Memories*~(Open) « Reply #16 on Feb 6, 2007, 3:30am »
"Woh! Whats wrong Miss Tasha!? Are you sick!? Do you need a doctor!?"
"N..No. I should be fine." Tasha smiled. "I get like this sometimes. I have a problem with my heart because....er...nevermind." She looked down, then looked up. "Just forget about that. It happens and I deal with it, that's all." She swallowed the blood in her mouth and forced the sick feeling away. She forced it as far back into her mind as she could. But it was still there, still haunting her. She felt a piercing pain in her heart but ignored it. Her teeth bit her tongue to keep from crying out, and to keep from wincing. She didn't want Mikku to be concerned. She remembered constantly being told she shouldn't go on as a shinobi. But she had refused to listen to the medical nin. She knew that she could still fight, so she did.
Re: ~*Nothing But Faded Memories*~(Open) « Reply #17 on Mar 13, 2007, 10:44pm »
****(((OOC: I FLIPPING RETURNED!)))****
Bless Mikku's heart, he likes to help people he hasn't yet been pissed off by, but he is a little too willing to help sometimes. He also has problems listening sometimes. All he heard just now was "Heart" and "Problem". Put that togther and you get the reason for the following: Without a 2nd though, Mikku stood up, scooped up Tasha then began looking around. His legs buckled a bit, but he forced himself to remain standing. He didn't have all that much left in him after his scuffle with his brothers, but he would atleast try to make it back to the village, before crashing.
"I need to get you to a doctor. I can't even fix a broken chair, let alone a person."
Mikku, not waiting for responce, hopped onto a nearby tree, cradle carrying Tasha. He hopped from branch to branch to reach the to of the stree, He had to find out exact where the village is from here. He had lost his sense of direction during his fight.
Re: ~*Nothing But Faded Memories*~(Open) « Reply #18 on Mar 26, 2007, 4:07pm »
When he scooped her up. Her body tensed and froze. Her eyes glazed over in fear. Memories began to flash through her mind. Memories of torture, if you can catch my drift on what kind. It was a physcial kind, but had the removing of clothing involuntarily. Now you'd get what I mean. That was a dead give away.
Stop it! This is a friend! He is not trying to harm me. Tasha yelled at her mind. She tried to drive away the memory. She finally ended up suceeding when Mikku began to speak.
"I need to get you to a doctor. I can't even fix a broken chair, let alone a person."
"I..." She merely said. She didn't really know what to say. So she just let him carry her. But she did see he was going the wrong way. "The village is that way." She pointed.
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