Akari means light.
Light meaning the only array of hope given to the Ayumu nation. One of the largest empires known to mankind.
When the empire suddenly disappears on the young girl's seventh birthday, an invasion erasing the nation forever, causing...
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"Here you go Lady Akari!"
Tilting my head at the small brown pouch Choji holds outwardly to me, cupping it within his palm, I pick it up by its tie.
Analyzing it, I dangle it by its top, the leather fabric and a small string tied to secure it, I notice that it's also quite a bit hefty as well.
Appreciative of the suggestion, I had asked Choji as Shikamaru had said.
I nod to myself, finished observing the bag, "How much?" Reaching into my wallet, revealing quite the overload of money.
He gives me a closed-eyed smile, raising his wrapped hand just slightly, "It's okay! You're my teammate."
Pausing, I chew the inside of my cheek in thought. I have to repay his deed in some fashion.
Perhaps my repenting could be my skill set as a teammate? Yes, that'll do to calm this 'favor returning' obsession of mine.
"I see..." Placing my wallet back in its place, I open the pouch by its little string, unveiling a ton of tiny small orbs.
Pulling on one singular pill, a brown shade, it looks to have a small film over it, shining when I turn it in different angles.
Asuma peers down over my shoulder, as do the others at the miniature circular pill. "Are you gonna try them now Akari?"
Nodding silently, I raise my unoccupied hand, lifting my mask just slightly, creating a tiny gap between the mask and my skin.
As the smooth pill touches my lips, my body jolts as I feel a harsh vibration erupt in my body.
No
Jolting, my lips do not covet the adrenaline enhancer. My pupils glance from side to side as I question myself.
That was not my voice, or at least, not the voice I hear in my head regularly. It is a woman's voice, deep, booming back and forth within my skull. Why would it decline if I was wanting this?
Asuma looks to me, or more so, the whole squad as they notice my very tiny pause.
"Something wrong?" Glancing up at the tall, burly man, I lightly shake my head. "Thought I'd heard something is all."
I lift my mask a little bit, creating a small gap again, once small enough to fit my pointer and thumb through.
Feeling the pill and my lips adjoin once again, I rub off my last encounter, those words could have certainly been my imagination.
