Poor Maikeru. He'd spent more time in Fire Country than he would have liked, and in exchange he'd proposed to take the train into Lightning. But the moment Reicheru laid eyes on the sea, any thoughts she'd had about not pestering him to take a boat to get out of Fire more quickly were cast aside. She wanted to spend as much time near this mesmerizing piece of creation for as long as she could. As a bit of recompense, she did some digging and found that the next town over from Ine-cho was larger, and had ships that didn't need to stop in Moon but that had a direct line to Lightning. "Pleeeease?" she'd pleaded with her very best puppy-dog eyes.
And so they were off, among dozens of other passengers aboard the SS Kuroshio making their way to a new land. It wasn't long before Reicheru began mingling with the other travelers to hear their stories and why they were going to Lightning. Some were merchants, others were refugees from the Frost war, others were visitors to Fire returning home. It was amidst this chatting that one family in particular stuck out to the Konoha kunoichi. They were from the area, and had been traveling toward the Hidden Leaf intent on enrolling their son in the shinobi academy before encountering other families who were doing the opposite. They had been told stories of what had happened, heard that even the teachers were leaving, and even seen pieces of pottery being sold along the way engraved with the violent scene. So they'd turned back to let the rest of their family know the change in plans, and jumped on the first ship to Lightning. Their dedication to finding another shinobi school came from their conviction that their son would be a naturally gifted shinobi, they said. It was all he ever wanted. Reicheru looked at the scrawny boy; he didn't have the appearance of a fighter, but his honey-hazel eyes were bright. She gave a silent prayer of thanks as their journey continued that Konoha had not been given the opportunity to steal that hopefulness from him.
Though who knew what awaited them on the other shore.
[Leaving Fire Country for Lightning Country]
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And so they were off, among dozens of other passengers aboard the SS Kuroshio making their way to a new land. It wasn't long before Reicheru began mingling with the other travelers to hear their stories and why they were going to Lightning. Some were merchants, others were refugees from the Frost war, others were visitors to Fire returning home. It was amidst this chatting that one family in particular stuck out to the Konoha kunoichi. They were from the area, and had been traveling toward the Hidden Leaf intent on enrolling their son in the shinobi academy before encountering other families who were doing the opposite. They had been told stories of what had happened, heard that even the teachers were leaving, and even seen pieces of pottery being sold along the way engraved with the violent scene. So they'd turned back to let the rest of their family know the change in plans, and jumped on the first ship to Lightning. Their dedication to finding another shinobi school came from their conviction that their son would be a naturally gifted shinobi, they said. It was all he ever wanted. Reicheru looked at the scrawny boy; he didn't have the appearance of a fighter, but his honey-hazel eyes were bright. She gave a silent prayer of thanks as their journey continued that Konoha had not been given the opportunity to steal that hopefulness from him.
Though who knew what awaited them on the other shore.
[Leaving Fire Country for Lightning Country]
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[Run Time - 1HR]
