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Post by haruofthebirds on Jul 18, 2009 11:13:25 GMT -6
Haru was tired. He was not wearing his Akatsuki cloak, as usual, and was not really where anybody would spot him. He had just got off duty and he had exhausted from the work. Even he needed a break to smell the flowers, and he was serious about his work. Right now he was sitting high up in a tree watching birds and listening to their songs and cries. Birds can so carefree, he thought. That must be difficult. I admire that, he thought. The peace, the calmness, it was so rare in these horrible times. He must enjoy it while he can.
Jakuu was like Haru, but being around him too much could get even his spirits down. Usually Haru didn't exactly have spirits, but at times, usually when he was with birds or plants, he was jubilant. His expression certainly was not, but inside, he was. Now, being an Akatsuki member, he could not just rent a hotel room or take a nap, so he usually had at least one of his own houses stationed around areas of interest in in all countries where he could rest. At this moment, he was a good distance away from one, so he could not lie in bed and rest at the moment, so he stayed stationed in the tree.
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