He's no more than a civilian in the streets of Kirigakure. A nice woman with a kind smile and polite words that's all too rare in their harsh village. Where it snows and splashes of blood mar an otherwise beautiful world.
He sells herbs in a medicinal shop, finds that the shinobi are often wary of the hospital and would rather risk a simple poultice than seek advanced medical attention. Still, he gently offers the suggestion and worries about some of them as they limp out of the shop. They don't have many repeat customers, and those that do come back are usually charmed by his feminine looks. It doesn't bother him, even encourages the notion by dressing in a nice kimono when he goes out because he draws far less attention if everyone assumes he is exactly who he appears to be.
But today the owner tells him they're in need of a resupply in his own gruff, roundabout fashion, and Haku smiles an agreement. Basket in hand, he wanders out past the third ring and waves himself through the village gate with a short laugh. The world always seems simpler outside those walls, but it's still just as dangerous. It's an unfortunate state of affairs, and he keeps the same watchful eye on his surroundings as he wanders into the forest.
[ooc: Feel free to catch him in the village or outside of it, maybe even visiting a foreign nation to gather rare herbs if anyone has trouble justifying a trip to Kirigakure. Also a warning that tags will be slow!]
Haku | Naruto | Kirigakure
He sells herbs in a medicinal shop, finds that the shinobi are often wary of the hospital and would rather risk a simple poultice than seek advanced medical attention. Still, he gently offers the suggestion and worries about some of them as they limp out of the shop. They don't have many repeat customers, and those that do come back are usually charmed by his feminine looks. It doesn't bother him, even encourages the notion by dressing in a nice kimono when he goes out because he draws far less attention if everyone assumes he is exactly who he appears to be.
But today the owner tells him they're in need of a resupply in his own gruff, roundabout fashion, and Haku smiles an agreement. Basket in hand, he wanders out past the third ring and waves himself through the village gate with a short laugh. The world always seems simpler outside those walls, but it's still just as dangerous. It's an unfortunate state of affairs, and he keeps the same watchful eye on his surroundings as he wanders into the forest.
[ooc: Feel free to catch him in the village or outside of it, maybe even visiting a foreign nation to gather rare herbs if anyone has trouble justifying a trip to Kirigakure. Also a warning that tags will be slow!]