>>5941146It’s hour four of your run back to Konoha, or… You suppose it would be better to call it your leap through the trees, considering that’s what you were doing. You can’t help but seethe about the situation.
On one hand, maybe going back to the village to verify those documents was really the most expedient course of action. You can understand that. But you were deliberately castigated in public, and the whole scenario was definitely framed as a punishment.
You didn’t think Hotaru was the kind of person who would deliberately try and embarrass you like that, even if you weren’t perfectly up to her standards. It just felt out of character. Fucking hell, civilians heard that conversation! Maybe you weren’t a perfect leader, but even you could understand that that kind of grilling should be done in private. It sets a really bad precedent, both for the reputation of leaf ninja in front of the populace, and also for you personally. You didn’t want to live in fear that she would get all severe about things out of nowhere. You wanted to feel secure with your team, you knew you had some growing to do, but how the hell did that help anything?
Maybe it was just tough love to get your head on right, but honestly you really don’t think-
A man’s voice rings out somewhere down and off to your left, but unfortunately you weren’t really paying attention to your surroundings perfectly, caught up in your reverie. A man’s voice.
You go still, pausing to listen to the sounds of the forest.
You can hear muffled talking.
You immediately switch from a mode of movement designed for speed to a mode of movement designed for stealth… Though, it was hard to be properly stealthy when you had to jump from one tree branch to another.
Eventually you’re looking upon a scene.
There’s an old man with a walking stick sitting by the roadside of the trail down below. He’s having an argument with another man, a man holding a sword. The man with the sword is making some threatening gestures with his blade. The man with the stick is calm, but he’s fumbling around with his money bag while the man with the sword becomes progressively impatient.
The man with the sword is talking in a low voice now, presumably after the initial yell to, what you assume, was to demand the old man’s money. You can’t make out the conversation.
>What do?>Almost certainly going to need a roll regardless of what you wind up doing, 1d100, or 1d100+10 WoF 