| abstract | - Riding the wind came along a feeble child, who appeared in roost upon Nisashi's head with a gentle breeze. Leaves moved about, and very soon, the man would feel the warmth of the girl's rear end drooping against his scalp, possibly interrupting his meditation. "Well this is certainly a first." Nisashi thought as he reached his hands up to lift what or whoever was on his head infront of him. Upon seeing the young girl he let out a sigh. "Well hello again, let me guess, lost your mother again?" Even though he spoke with his usual kind tone, Nisashi was already preparing, he had already began making use of his ability to stimulate his senses with his control over bio-electricty, enhancing his reflexes a great many fold, and preparing mental locks for attempted genjutsu, with no visible outward change. He was certain he would be attacked again, but hoped for the best anyway.
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