Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2019 2:15:11 GMT -4
One might not expect the large, delinquent-looking girl that was Noriko Wanizuka to be interested nature as she was, but most everything about her seemed to beggar first impressions. She had long since been fascinated by the natural world and the creatures that dwelled within it, helped in no small part by a desire to understand investigate her quirk. She had made it a habit of exploring whatever sort of park or patch of wilderness she could find back home, and only just recently had she realized that she’d fallen out of that habit ever since coming to Yuuei; something about the new school and training (that was a heck of a thing to get used to!) had caused it to slip her mind, even as she studied biology and wildlife from her computer.
Well that changed today! There was a nicely-sized forest near Musutafu, close to the hotel used in a combat exercise, and Noriko had every intention of getting herself lost in it for a couple of hours. All she brought with her was a compass, a backpack filled with supplies, and her unadulterated love of all things rustic and rural. The forest was peaceful, and the lack of noise from the cities to which she was accustomed lent the place a quiet, more contemplative air. There would probably be no big predators here, she estimated, not unless they hunted deeper in the mountains where they wouldn’t get run out by humans (who certainly would have put up warning signs for people like her). As a result, the biggest animal she was likely to find was some type of bird.
Or, if she was super lucky, a giant salamander (fingers crossed!)
“Actually, what if there are a few here?” she thought aloud. She’d never had much luck in finding Ōsanshōuo in Chiba’s wilderness, but perhaps here she would have more luck? Not very likely, she knew, but hope springs eternal, as the saying goes. Speaking of springs, the first step was to find a river, where they made their habitat. Thankfully, it didn’t take her long to find a brook of moderate size. From there, she followed it upstream as closely as she could, keeping a sharp lookout for any sign of her target.
Half an hour later, and still no sign of Ōsanshōuo, Noriko was beginning to feel the fatigue of traversing an unfamiliar territory. Thankfully (or the opposite of that), it seemed like she was reaching the source of the river, if ever-increasing sound of rapids was anything to go by. “Alright,” the reptilian girl muttered to herself, “then I’ll take a break once I reach the waterfall.” Having acknowledged her new goal, she continued onwards with longer, more energetic strides.
The site, when she reached it, was mostly as she expected. A great waterfall pooled into a larger body of water that eventually fed into the river. No doubt there were at least some small fish and insects that called it home, but she couldn’t see any obvious signs. But that wasn’t what got her attention, however. What got her attention was the figure sitting beneath the waterfall, still as a statue as the water crashed down onto and around them. Even more odd was that she recognized this figure.
“Shindou?”
Well that changed today! There was a nicely-sized forest near Musutafu, close to the hotel used in a combat exercise, and Noriko had every intention of getting herself lost in it for a couple of hours. All she brought with her was a compass, a backpack filled with supplies, and her unadulterated love of all things rustic and rural. The forest was peaceful, and the lack of noise from the cities to which she was accustomed lent the place a quiet, more contemplative air. There would probably be no big predators here, she estimated, not unless they hunted deeper in the mountains where they wouldn’t get run out by humans (who certainly would have put up warning signs for people like her). As a result, the biggest animal she was likely to find was some type of bird.
Or, if she was super lucky, a giant salamander (fingers crossed!)
“Actually, what if there are a few here?” she thought aloud. She’d never had much luck in finding Ōsanshōuo in Chiba’s wilderness, but perhaps here she would have more luck? Not very likely, she knew, but hope springs eternal, as the saying goes. Speaking of springs, the first step was to find a river, where they made their habitat. Thankfully, it didn’t take her long to find a brook of moderate size. From there, she followed it upstream as closely as she could, keeping a sharp lookout for any sign of her target.
Half an hour later, and still no sign of Ōsanshōuo, Noriko was beginning to feel the fatigue of traversing an unfamiliar territory. Thankfully (or the opposite of that), it seemed like she was reaching the source of the river, if ever-increasing sound of rapids was anything to go by. “Alright,” the reptilian girl muttered to herself, “then I’ll take a break once I reach the waterfall.” Having acknowledged her new goal, she continued onwards with longer, more energetic strides.
The site, when she reached it, was mostly as she expected. A great waterfall pooled into a larger body of water that eventually fed into the river. No doubt there were at least some small fish and insects that called it home, but she couldn’t see any obvious signs. But that wasn’t what got her attention, however. What got her attention was the figure sitting beneath the waterfall, still as a statue as the water crashed down onto and around them. Even more odd was that she recognized this figure.
“Shindou?”
