soul_campaign | [1] Ramen Bowl | Friday 12th February

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[1] Ramen Bowl | Friday 12th February

[He's not really looking at his communicator. It's been abandoned on the floor beside him - he'd meant to record something-- but the moment he'd thought of something to say, he'd gotten side tracked.

With his shirt up, he's staring down at his stomach, pulling a face much like a childish pout.]

Oi, K'rama. It's about time ya talk t'me yanno? I ain't heard nothin' outta ya since we got here. We're both here, so you should at least lemme know what you think about this place.

[Cue a quick prod to the centre of his stomach-- He doesn't seem convinced though. As he shouldn't be. Kurama is not with him. He knows that much.]

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[That surprises him even more, although he guesses it shouldn't. Watching for a while, he sighs - and slowly tugs his shirt back down to cover himself up.]

Er. It's nothin', right?! Haha.

Yeah-- Guess I should. These things are weird, though? Someone said it'd be easy.

*Yeah, she doesn't believe you. At all. She is glad your shirt is on again though. Weird situation for a conversation that.*

You were talking to someone... *She still looks a bit concerned over that* I guess it isn't my business.

Not something you have where you're from? It isn't too surprising if you don't instantly know how it works.

I'm Clare.

[What could possibly be weird about talking to someone who isn't wearing their clothes properly! DO YOU KNOW SAI?]

Er-- No, it ain't. [A little sharp there, Naruto.]

Ain't seen anythin' like it back home - it's kinda cool though, right!? They said it even has games on.

... Clare? Okay, well-- I'm Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto!

*She doesn't, probably for the best. ~~She might faint~~.*

S-sorry. *Didn't know stomach talking was so personal.*

Yes, you can put games on it. *She's smiling, at least things are going better now.* Things like this exist where I'm from, if you got specific questions on it lemme know.

It is nice to meet you Naruto.

[He's probably not going to be keen when he finds out he's here, himself.]

Ah-- It's okay. Not important, really huh?

They've got these things? They're pretty amazin' huh? I couldn't work out how to make it turn off-- but if it can have games on... Dunno how you'd work 'em, but you'd show me?

Er, yeah! You too... I think

Sure. *She chuckles.* I'm happy to help out how I can. Although it's easier to do it in person, I can just send you directions you can read later.

*She'll stop a moment to stare at the screen. Something has her eye.*

You're from the same place as everyone else who wears those headbands, right? Neji and Gai's village?

*She's just going to ignore that 'I think' for right now. Because Naruto is just plain strange she can't take it personally.*

[Reading!?] Er, maybe in person huh?

[The mention of his headband makes him look up, but he breaks into a huge grin, reaching to grip his forehead protect in a finger and thumb.]

Yep! Neji an' Gai-sensei are here?

[Did his expression just wilt slightly?]

Okay, anywhere good for us to meet?

*Guess he's really proud of his heritage...*

They aren't the only ones. Hanabi, Hinata, Tenten, Kakashi, Obito... There are others, I just don't know everyone here.

*Maybe one of these names will suit you better Naruto.*

Er-- I dunno, is there anywhere good?

I'm... here?

[He stares for a while, only for those eyes to grow a little wider at the growing list.]

Kakashi-sensei's here? Man... There's more than just that? I guess we're pretty good for the-- machine thingy.

*Clare pinches the bridge of her nose.*

Point the mirror at the largest building that's next to you, and I'll find you from that.

*Clare looks a little defeated as Naruto mentions 'machine thingy.'* BREW does seem to favor Ninjas to fight its War. Gai runs the morning training for people... not as prepared. And most of the Ninjas joined the Watch to help patrol. Still don't know why I'm here...

[Her response makes him feel just a little annoyed. He just got here you know, don't go getting frustrated.

He does as he's asked though, spinning it around slightly.]

Well, there's that place--

Hm? Oh. He runs mornin' trainin'?

Man, you avoid that, right?

Alright, I know where you are. *Her camera is going to be pointing at the ceiling for the foreseeable few moments, sounds like she's rummaging around in the room for stuff.*

Err- *She pauses at the question about avoiding training. Also she's still not in the camera shot.* Gai trains people a bit more... advanced, than I am. I don't generally do any hand to hand training with the groups, and work on my Transformations instead.

*She'll leave out she has been avoiding that for the past week.*

Okay. [That makes him fold his arms up over his head, hanging around for a few moments.]

Work on transformations? I thought people couldn't do that stuff here?

*Clare pops back onto the video... upsidedown, also she's wearing different clothes.*

It's- *Sigh* Look, I'll explain that when I get there? It'll take me about 10 minutes or so. Okay?

*Clare pokes at her mirror and the feed shuts off.*

----- Ten Minutes Later -----

*So there's Clare, riding a bike heading down the street toward one of the buildings you filmed. Despite it being a bicycle, she's wearing a proper motorcycle helmet which looks ridiculous given her engineless wheels.*

*She casually glides to a stop little bit from Naruto.* Hi. Do you want me to start with your mirror and games? Or showing you what I mean by transformations?

*The quicker she finishes being helpful the quicker she can go back to avoiding people. Still, smiling, nice, pleasant on the outside, in spite of her current anti-social streak.*

[Her appearance on the screen makes his head tip to try and get a better look, turning the device around a few moments later and nodding at her.]

Right. Ten minutes, I'll just--

[He didn't even know, but he waited, arching his eyebrow when he saw the bike-- that was... well, really weird.]

What are you wearing?

[It's the first thing out of his mouth, and he doesn't care so much about the mirror, or the gaes, or the transformations right now.]

*Clare glances up at her helmet, which had to be what Naruto is commenting on.* They didn't have a bike helmet in my size, okay? I got something that fits, I don't need to survive a monster attack to get a concussion running over a rock or something.

*Boldface lie, she thought the thing looked cool. Apparently she was the only one.*

So, you wanted my help with something? *Let's get back on point loudmouth, before she gets fed up and leaves.*

[That makes him look her up and down a moment later, pulling a face.]

Monsters attack here? [Was he listening then?]

Oh, er--

Yeah, I guess? Well, I mean I do.

[That's about the time he shoves his device at her.]

*So Clare is like the averagest average to ever exist, she's cute but otherwise dull and boring looking. Also what sorta moron gets sucked into a parallel world and doesn't listen to whatever the hell is going on?*

*Clare shoves the device back to him.* First rule of these things, user specific. I can show you what to do, but unless you key to my spiritual wavelength it won't even turn on in my hands.

It's a security thing to keep outsiders from accessing the network, like the ability to filter private conversations so nobody else can see them. *Clare hopes Naruto gets the hint, ~~but he probably won't~~.*

[He stares at the device that arrives back in his hands, blinking at it, and then up at her again.]

Your whatnow?

[He tries to listen, and at least understand a little better - but even talk of a network is difficult to comprehend.]

Filter... what?

*Sigh. One step at a time, best way to do this. How did a kid this dense get to be a ninja?*

At home you have some special energy you use to do all your ninja stuff right? Here it's your soul, and your soul is unique to you. These- *She holds up her mirror* won't react to any soul but the ones they are told to know. So my mirror won't work for you, and yours won't work for me.

Got it?

*She looks serious, as if what she says next is something Naruto should REALLY REALLY pay attention to.* As for filtering, when you say things on the network you can filter them to specific people. So that only the adult ninjas know about your missing whatever that lived in your stomach back home.

[Forces of nature? Will of fire? You name it.]

How d'ya know about that?

[It's not important though, because a moment later he's listening, pouting and trying to make sense of it all.]

Yeah, I get that bit. I think. So, only people who can see their own thingy can see stuff that's just to me?

*Clare has a very good, comprehensive explanation for how she knows this. Including logic, reasoning, and guesswork. But...*

Because I'm very smart.

*It'd be a bit wasted here.*

If you post something to the network, anyone can see it, and any replies too. Unless you activate filters. *She thinks for a moment.* Think of it like this, most messages are like library books, anyone can see them. Filtered stuff is like passing notes in class, personal intel.

*Clare wasn't exactly sure how to go about showing him around his mirror, maybe he could mimic what she did on her's...*

... Are you?

[He's going to give you a look as if he really doesn't believe it, because he doesn't.

Wait a minute, you actually expect him to know about libraries?]

Right. Okay, so how do you do a filter thingy?

*Clare will ignore that, and keep helping. She's doing this as a service to Shinbusen... provided she doesn't feel the desire to throttle Naruto.*

*She stands next to Naruto so he can see her screen. Then she very slowly goes through what to do to filter a message. She glances at Naruto's mirror to see if he's following along, which she hopes he does.*

This box here is to pick who you send the message to. It either gives you a list, you can type the name, or hit this- *Small microphone button, which she'll demonstrate now.* Uzumaki Naruto. *She pauses as it enters Naruto's name.* and say the name to enter it. Then when you record your message only they get to see it. When responding to someone there's this button. *A little keyhole looking graphic* That automatically locks the conversation to just the person you're responding to, quicker than the dropdown list.

Need me to go over that again? *Please say no.*

[Possibly best-- he'll probably lose some of that loudne-- okay, no nothing will change, but he might learn you're actually smart eventually.]

I'm lookin', I'm lookin'!

[It's mostly in response to that expression - because he's so used to looks like that.

He watches-- actually listens, and then--]

Hatake Kakashi

[Seeing the man's name appear on the screen makes him smile, and he clicks the button she'd pointed out.]

Oi! It worked. Er, I think?

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Saw that~

SAW WHAT?

Okay to move to action tags?

Yeees~!

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