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edenfallingThe general consensus seems to be that I should at least write the epilogue to "Apartment Manager," and then possibly work on "Undertow."
Okay then.
Last night I started hashing out the plot for "The Guardian in Spite of Herself," since I knew more or less where I wanted to be at the end of the story but had very little idea of how to get there. I now have a few fixed plot points, but the story is still fairly fluid. Thank you for all your comments and your suggestions about what you'd like to see. I can't fit all of them in -- the story direction rules some of them out -- but I will keep them in mind.
I also took the snippets I wrote last spring and edited them into something approximating a first chapter. I'm not posting it, though, because it's still unfinished (and I want to make sure any hints and foreshadowing point in the right direction, which means I need a firmer plot).
I also have a few questions for those who know these things:
1. When, exactly, are Naruto and Sasuke's birthdays?
2. What does Sasuke call his parents during the flashback chapters? (The Japanese terms, please.)
3. What's the official term for the internal village police organization that the Uchiha ran? Does anyone know what became of it after the massacre? Was it an arm of the government, a private business, or something in between?
Thanks in advance!
*wanders off to fiddle with the epilogue and hope that the rain stops soon*
Okay then.
Last night I started hashing out the plot for "The Guardian in Spite of Herself," since I knew more or less where I wanted to be at the end of the story but had very little idea of how to get there. I now have a few fixed plot points, but the story is still fairly fluid. Thank you for all your comments and your suggestions about what you'd like to see. I can't fit all of them in -- the story direction rules some of them out -- but I will keep them in mind.
I also took the snippets I wrote last spring and edited them into something approximating a first chapter. I'm not posting it, though, because it's still unfinished (and I want to make sure any hints and foreshadowing point in the right direction, which means I need a firmer plot).
I also have a few questions for those who know these things:
1. When, exactly, are Naruto and Sasuke's birthdays?
2. What does Sasuke call his parents during the flashback chapters? (The Japanese terms, please.)
3. What's the official term for the internal village police organization that the Uchiha ran? Does anyone know what became of it after the massacre? Was it an arm of the government, a private business, or something in between?
Thanks in advance!
*wanders off to fiddle with the epilogue and hope that the rain stops soon*
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Date: 2005-10-26 04:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-26 04:23 pm (UTC)Here is the first snippet of the epilogue, as a reward:
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She was later than she'd wanted to be -- she'd run into a group of bandits on her way back from River Country and it had taken her two days to shake them off her trail -- but Yukiko made it home in time to lean against the sun-warmed walls of the academy and wait for Naruto to finish his first day of classes. She kicked off her sandals and sketched floor plans in the dirt with her toes. She was almost sure she had the money to modernize the building next door and convert the ground floor into a restaurant (and possibly a little shop of some sort), but she had to talk to Yura first.
Well, she could stop by her cousin's yatai with Naruto -- Yura specialized in udon, but she could whip up a bowl of ramen in a pinch, and the kid deserved a treat today.
"Yo."
Yukiko spun at the unexpected voice, and then scowled at Kakashi. "Don't do that. And why are you here anyway?"
The jounin's eye crinkled into a smile. "Just checking up on the brat," he said lightly, "and seeing how our dear Iruka-kun is managing in his new job. Speaking of which, how did your mission go?"
Yukiko shrugged. "Reasonably well. I brought home some long-grained rice and saltwater taffy for my uncle's store, picked off two bandits, and got floor plans and security notes for several businessmen whose dealings seem a little shady." She fished a pink-and-yellow candy wrapped in wax paper from her jacket pocket and offered it to Kakashi. "Want some taffy? I think this one is strawberry and lemon."
Kakashi eyes the candy suspiciously, but plucked it from Yukiko's hand and slipped it into his vest. "Thanks. For future reference, I prefer mocha flavor."
"I am so sorry," Yukiko said, rolling her eyes. "Vanish again, would you? I hear feet and I don't think you really want to deal with a horde of kids. Go bug Iruka instead."
"Point," Kakashi said, and he flickered out of sight in a swirl of leaves.
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to be continued...
Question 2
Date: 2005-10-26 04:18 pm (UTC)Re: Question 2
Date: 2005-10-26 04:24 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-26 04:43 pm (UTC)The exact text of the organization's entry is "Originally founded by the ancestors of the Uchiha clan, the Konoha Military Police Corps are responsible for maintaining city peace and law enforcement." and I usually find this site to be extremely trustworthy and mostly up to date. Also, as far as I know, the police have not been referred to outside of the Uchiha flashbacks.
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Date: 2005-10-26 05:27 pm (UTC)Part 2 of the epilogu; see response to
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Yukiko shoved her feet back into her sandals and jumped up onto the wall, using chakra to stick herself to the stones and stay far away from any risk of getting trampled. And then the academy emptied. The main flood seemed to be second and third year students running for freedom -- the older kids slouched along more casually, trying to prove that they were too cool to hurry like babies. Finally the first year students arrived, all thirty-odd kids, babbling to their new friends about how cool it was to get their own kunai, they had reading for homework and that was so unfair, and wasn't Iruka-sensei scary when he yelled at Kiba for letting his puppy piss all over the floor?
"It pissed on my feet!" a black-haired girl repeated loudly, her tone an interesting combination of disgust and pride at having something interesting happen to her. "I'm going to do something horrible to Kiba tomorrow."
"Really? Hey, hey, I can help you!" Naruto chimed in. "I know lots about playing tricks!"
The girl looked at him skeptically. "Really? You're the boy with whiskers -- my mama says you're a menace and shouldn't have been let into the academy, and I should stay away from you. And then my papa said it would be better if you were dead." She frowned. "I don't think he meant to say it so loud. But you must be horrible or he wouldn't have said it."
Yukiko told herself that slapping a seven-year-old girl for having no manners was probably a lost cause, especially when the girl's parents were the ones truly at fault. She held her breath, waiting to see how Naruto would react. "Come on, kid," she whispered. "You know you're better than that."
Hurt shone in Naruto's eyes for a second before he buried it and grinned. "Well, that means I'm really good at doing horrible things, right? So, so, you should let me help you be horrible to Kiba!"
The girl cocked her head, letting her ponytail swing out past her narrow shoulders, and studied Naruto. She bit her tongue and screwed up her face in concentration, and then said brightly, "Okay! I'm Kigaru Shinnin."
"Uzumaki Naruto. Let's be friends!" He stuck out his hand.
Shinnin grabbed it and shook up and down violently. "Sure. Let's go to the park and figure out what to do to Kiba." She started running off down the path, still holding onto Naruto's hand. The kid stumbled after her, looking dazed.
Yukiko dropped from her perch on the wall and wondered whether to laugh or sigh -- after all the trouble she'd taken to be here, Naruto rushed off without stopping to wonder where she was. Still, it was good for him to make friends. Very good. And she could wait a couple hours before taking him out for ramen.
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to be continued...
(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-26 05:36 pm (UTC)-ChibiRisu-chan on quick lunch flist driveby
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Date: 2005-10-26 11:46 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-26 06:45 pm (UTC)(Konoha Keimu Butai, 木ノ葉警務部隊, literally "Konoha Military Police Force")
In the past, the Military Police in Konoha almost completely consisted of Uchiha clan members; however, now that the Uchiha Clan is almost completely destroyed, this is obviously not the case anymore. The MPs are in charge of law enforcement within the village, and their jurisdiction is virtually unlimited except matters that are under the Hokage's direct control. They also respect ANBU's (Black Ops) own investigative system and inner-organization discipline.
Retrieved from "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naruto_ninja_ranks"
(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-26 11:46 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-26 08:23 pm (UTC)Sasuke in his flashbacks called his father "Tou-san" and his mother "Kaa-san" (whereas Itachi called his father "Chichiue", I think...).
Hope that helped.^_^
Majo
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Date: 2005-10-26 11:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-27 03:21 am (UTC)he also never uses honorifics as a teenager (except sensei, and even there, not all the time -- not even for orochimaru after he runs away), but I don't know if he used any for the rare adults he knew. I'd have to watch again.
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Date: 2005-10-27 04:52 pm (UTC)I think maybe I'll stick with the Japanese. I hate trying to find reasonable approximations for forms of address and honorifics. They just don't equate to English.
Someday I want somebody to work up a chart with various familial terms that lists their levels of formality and other connotations, including the difference between words used when talking to a relative and words used when talking about a relative. *sigh*