>>5797034Naoki’s was awesome. A hot pecan fudge pie with ice cream on top slowly melting. As he places it on the table he pops a vial out of a compartment on his arm and hunches over it, staring at it with manic precision as he tips a small amount of chocolate dust on top of the ice cream. Purely for presentation value.
You clap softly for him while he rubs a hand on the back of his neck “Well… I’m no expert but nobody said anything about desert.”
He casts his gaze over your fish. “And that looks good too. Humble, yet mature. Refined. Speaks to our traditional heritage, a well-prepared dish for an earlier era.”
He then looks at Masami’s. His face goes white. A look of fear overtakes him. “... Yep.” Is all he has to offer. Masami thanks him.
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When you’re done eating in Hotaru’s large dining room (No doubt designed to service an inn full of guests.), she says “Okay. You have asked me many questions, but let’s forget that and introduce ourselves properly. I am Hotaru Nakagawa. This is my home. You are welcome here any time, and this will be our standard meeting location. I am a jonin. I specialize in fire release ninjutsu. My grandparents hail from the Land of Hot Water, and have passed some secret techniques down to me from their peaceful village. These techniques allow me to manipulate heat directly. I combine my fire jutsu with water jutsu and can push heat into and out of water to mimic some of the properties of the rare boil and ice releases. I can utilize genjutsu and fuinjutsu at a high level. My physical abilities are lesser, but still potent. My hobbies include cosmetology and fashion. Masami?”
“I’m Masami Igarashi, I summon crabs. I know my chakra nature is lightning, but I haven't learned anything yet. I wanted to become a ninja to honor the memory of my parents, make my grandpa proud, and because I was terrified of spending my life being a villager who wasn’t noteworthy or important. My grandpa is old and his mind is starting to go, so I take care of him… I don’t have any hobbies.”
Hotaru pets Masami’s head softly while Masami smiles. “Naoki?”
“I’m Naoki Fuma, of the Fuma clan, naturally. I’m strong and good at physical fighting. I like reading, manga, music… Baking, sewing, woodworking… Anything, really. I don’t like shuriken. When I was young I did, but then I tried to catch a returning fuma shuriken and lost my arm. I nearly died of blood loss. My replacement arm is useful. Of Sunagakure design. I’m happy to have it.”
“Interesting. Otomo?”
>Anything you want to say. The others focused on their skills and hobbies (Or lack thereof.) but you can say anything relevant you want your team to know. 