| [Jan. 20th, 2009|08:40 pm] |
There was really no way to feel good about getting to someone through their kids. But there was a bit of satisfaction to be found in a plan working out far better than he'd hoped.
Raidou put his hands together, shook off the thought, and focused on the yelling children. "Moments like this make me glad I'm a ninja," he said, and yanked on his chakra. Three clones appeared in a crack of smoke that made Kiiroko start up and growl. Hana's pups yelped, falling over each other. Raidou raised his voice. "Incoming!"
Setsurou, being used to Raidou's methods of babysitting, was the only one ready to get hauled off his feet by a clone and tossed into the air. He whooped. Kiba made a similar sound, though his clone didn't throw him quite so high. Hana didn't get thrown at all, merely swung around into a careful piggy-back carry.
Raidou got to his feet, brushed his knees off, and offered Tori a hand. "I think we'll be fine. How about you? You going to make it back to--" he hesitated. "Your clan grounds, I'm guessing?"
He didn't have a vast amount of experience with pregnant woman. But it looked seriously uncomfortable. |
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