Herbal Gathering [Mission/Chi]

Chi jet streamed with swiftness of her feet, streaming through the terrace of Kirigakure. She was signed to a mission with another clansman within the fort known as Inarie Kaguya, and had no form of intention being late. As she knew it, she was informed that she and Inarie would be helping a gardener within the herbal shop in front of the greenhouse, along the trail from the marketplace into the training fields. Chï wore a light cloth, seamed by her grandmother's hand, as a noble dress in apparel. She felt that upon the bright day, cascade in radiant light, it would be excellent to keep her protected from the troddling of the mist and the bugs of the bay.

Garb of Xüê'Chï:

As Chï made it through the marketplace, she found the herbal shop, with flowers amongst it's windows, sitting out absorbing the sun. She immediately greeted one, touching the petals of it's white leaf, feeling the keen softness of the lotus before moving forward where the blond haired shopkeeper was awaiting. She immediately greeted Xüê'Chï, moving from her perch where she was, with a small cane. Chï immediately noticed one of her legs with a cast and bandage. Chï began with pardoning herself by letting the shopkeeper know she was a portion of the shinobi whom were to help her collect herbs while she recooperated. The shop keeper drew in Chï with her pinky finger, where she followed her inside the shop. 'This would have been a benevolent time to learn how to heal.' Chï thought to herself. 'At least, I could have absolved her pain of being in the cast and speed up her recovery.'



After the shopkeeper was enlightened, she strutted behind the counter, disappearing below. the shopkeeper called Chï towards the counter, where she placed up a backpack with two pockets upon the side, and another larger pocket behind the bag, and two baskets. 'Its simple,' the shopkeeper said. 'Stems in the satchel, leaves upon the left, roots upon the right, flowers in the basket. It's heavy duty, so can keep it with you while you travel amongst the training field secured firmly to your back.There are six gobbules to be filled with natural spring water. Find the purest source and bring thm in. There are three crate and barrel, round mini jars with clamps. Fill one with dirt, the other with bark. Lastly, there are three small hexagonal jars. If you find a lotus, fill the hexagon with the purest water, extract it gently, with lilypad and roots, then place it in the jar. They are similar to the flower you touch before entering. You'll smell them before you see them. Afterwhich, bring it back to me and I'll sign the mission slip. The second basket is for your friend whom would be meeting you there.' she said in an organized fashion. I could tell she was highly tight knit by the way that she spoke. I nodded my head, taking the bag from her and strapping it across my chest, before turning and walking out the door. Upon exiting, she followed and said, 'Oh yea. Inside the bag is a book of all forms of herbs and medicinal remedies. It will help you find which herbs you'll  be looking for. You can choose any that you know, if you know any or any inside of the book to fill both bag and basket.' ' exuberantly. Chï nodded then saluted, before moving forward from the shop, the shopkeeper waving and shouting, 'And you find any oddities, place them in the back pouch of the backpack'. Xüê'Chï ran from the apothocary's shop, looking right, seeing a trail leading towards the greenhouse, before furthering her sight towards her destination in the training fields.

Upon making it towards the training field, she saw, Inarie in leather. 'Is she a rogue?' Chï asked herself lightly? 'Leather within mist is misleading. There aren't cattle within these parts, all of our commerce is know to fish.' she innately knew due to being Hōzükïæn. 'Its best if I beckon lightly and cautiously. I'd like this mission to be my first achievement towards becoming a fine shinobi within the mist.' After brief observation, Chi spoke up to Inarie cheerfully. 'Hey, Inarie~' She said greeting her as a friend and tossing a basket towards her. 'I brought a basket to fill in with the herbs and flowers we will be seeking today! I hope you are prepared, this should be fun.' Chï said pardoning upon one knee to remove the backpack, opening it's contents and taking out the book, before closing an securing the bag upon her back again. She took the remaining basket, and placed her left arm through it's looping hand, carrying it akin a purse, while rapidly scrying and flipping through the book, seeking pictures and regions of herbs to find.

It seemed that Inarie already had a basket and book awaiting, even with me tossing the extra basket towards her, it seemed that she would ablidge in catching. She wasn't dawned of Natsu showing up, however she felt she shouldn't be held back on the mission for a comrade whom did not approiate to arrive up to fulfil her duty. Chi help no mind for delinquential behavior of her comrades, albiet missing thier first mission, as just aquaintancy, or teammates, was forbidden. She'd forget the name, especially if she saw no face, therefore she wouldn't matter in this case of fulfilment.

Chï graced forward, greeting her comrade with a humble bow and spoke softly, 'Since the third is extraordinary, we can fill that basket with any particular exotic herbs we can find. The book has all sorts of herbs within it, in which the shop keeper said we could collect and find within this region..' Chï said calmly. 'However she specifically stated that the basket was particularly for flowers, petals, any form of florae in which herbs would grow, if we found any' she continued, pointing towards the center of the basket, where there was a large six petal flower woven in the wicket. 'If you care, bundle the roots, stems and separate the leaves, then bring them to me so that I may store them properly within the stachel.' She continued before waltzing forth. 'If you need me, I'll be further up the stream, where I can hear you upon calling.'

Streaming forth, Chï found a dry patch of twine which was further from the line of the rivine. She saught to stream forth to pick up the dry twine to help in bundling the roots and stems in allocation of finding any of Chï's particular liking. After which, she minded towards the nile again, listening to Inarie inform her on the reliquary of basil in cuisine. She quickly scryed through the book and found a page listing of basil. 'Ah~' she said with plediant joy. 'I also know basil to be a portion of the saint's wyrm. I believe it's a herb which wards the basilisk away, keeping it's gaze from petrifying us into it's temptations, hence it's name of 'Basil'. Otherwise, it's a mint because of it's pungent taste.' Chï intelled

She went following the path to the training ground towards the stream, where she figured other herbs would be growing along the nile upon the banks of river. Among the irrigation of the rivine, she found several patches of different herbs; sproating large leaves, small purple colored flowers, and other which were white pitcher pots. Upon admiring the flowers, Chi unlatched the backpack, opened up the pouches and setting the satchel down beside her, flipping through the book, seeking to find any information in which could guide her to the identification of the essence in knowing the plants were while resting upon her knees gently in meditation.

Upon scrying, she streamed towards the back of the book in which she found a picture of the pitcher plants under the higher classification of 'Nepetoidæ', which reminded her of the planet Neptune, thier scientific name being 'Lepichinia', all acclimating within the genus of the Lamiacæa 'mint' or 'deadnettle' family, in which the known name being 'Pitcher Sage.' 'These are also in the family of Lamiacæa or mints and deadnettle, we have found.' Chï said out towards Inarie.

I scryed forth through the text of the book, uncovering that of the family of the 'Lamiacæa', they were a genus of 'Lepichinia' and had other scientific names based on color, in which emanated in front of me. The White petals of the pitcher sage are known as 'Caulescæns'. The Pink petals of the pitcher sage are known as 'Fragrans'. The Lilac petals of the pitcher sage were known as 'Calycina'. The Lavender petals of the pitcher sage are known as 'Schiedæna'. The Indigo petals of the pitcher sage were known as 'Bella'.

Immediately, she began to remember what the shop keeper said based on the collection and storage for the mission of gathering the herbs: 'Stems in the Satchel, Leaflets within the Left pouch, and Roots in the Right pouch.' I inquired 'Although, what should I do with the seeds?' she asked her self. Upon opening the entrance of the pack, she found different color cloths which wrapped the glasses within. Gold was for the bobbules to fill in with fresh spring water of the purest source. Green was for the dirt, bark, and what she guessed was for seeds. It was the only inclusion the shopkeeper didn't give her information on, so she saught to store the seeds in there. She unwrapped the green cloth to find there round jars, with clamps upon the top, unlatching the cover and opening it's entrance. It would pop open, from being sealed in air. She did the same with another jar, then the last, setting the gathered dry twine within, then placing them all towards the side of her.

Chi saught to remove the plants in thier entirety, so she could prospect them and sort them accordingly for the shop keeper. She sifted her hands past the flowers, leaves and stems towards the grass beneathe the terrace. Thankfully, the stream of the rivine irrigated the and fertilized the patches of herbs, in which kept the ground soft for easier access. Upon gracing past thier essence, the dew, from the fog began to drop upon the ground below, saturating my hand as I slid it easily within the soil, so did the seeds of the white pitchersages, falling amongst her right hand. Chi tried to recover from her mistake by utilizing her left had to pick them all up and place them in one of the empty jars, gathering them one by one. 'My, the Caulescæns have to be quite gentlier than I am. I must pardon within grace if I am to acquire the finesse to properly apprehend and gather them.' She then lightened her touch, applying chakra amongst her hands, streaming it from her heart and lungs, towards her finger tips, digging within the dirt. To her array, the plants would not move, however her slinder and long fingers seamed directly into the dirt below. Upon lifting, she found her hands cupped underneath the bundle of plants, enchenched in thier roots which she finely pulled out of the ground without breaking any strands. She held the bundle of white Caulescæns, gently sifting her hands above one of the crate and barrel jars, relinquishing the dirt from thier roots completely, exposing the plants in entirety, her hands being clean from the remnants of the dirt by filling the jar up one forth. After seeing the progress, she knew what she had to do to complete the rest of the four herbal types for the 'Lepichinia' genus.

She separated the bundles, being fourty eight individual plants, which she counted one by one. She separated one plant, holstering it within the book, which caused her to scry pass the glossery, where it contained white lightly filled was papers, with etched lines near the for serading out of it's spine. She swiped her left hand pass a page, where it innately ripped out five pieces, in which she sat above her backpack, so they wouldn't get wet by the dew upon the ground. she wrapped six full Caulescæn plants within, folding it as a bookmark, scryed back towards it's origin, and placed the preserved flower within. after prospecting, the white plant, Chï began to shake the flowers above the jar filled with seeds, applying chakra to thier nature, which caused seeds and pollen to drop from thier buds, filling the barrel up one forth. In remembering the shop keepers objective, she removed the leaves, stems and roots, separating them, then prepared the twine into reeds, twisting them into small rope. The rope was wrapped around the roots, then stems, and lastly, the leaves were folded into another sheet of wax paper; all which was placed within thier respective locations, leaflets in the left pouch, roots in the right pouch, bundled stems in the satchel, the flower pods within the basket. When she was finished with the first batch, she called out towards Inarie asking,
'Are there any other herbs which you have located in gathering which meets your eye?'

Listening to Inarie, Xüê'Chï was reminded of collecting the spring water, what the shop keeper deemed to be of the purest source. She began to intuit that the stream which ran through the training ground amongst the herbs was both free flowing and spring water, whereas the ocean, which Chï was so unfond of, was salt water from the bay of Kirigakure, filled with light amounts of saline. She scryed through the tome to sort through the other mints of the pitcher sage, until she could pardon extra information of each particular of the four in front of her. Upon liking the lavender ones, she figured those would be her next for recovering in acquisition. She adore them because thier named ringed within the same chim as hers.

Chï persisted to sort out the rest of the mints which were in front of her, charging chakra within her palms and phalanges, sifting below the terrace of the damp soil to sliding her hands amongst the roots of the 'Lapechinia Schiedæna'. Underneathe, she cupped her hands lifting with miniscule strength, the roots shaking loose from the soil, plotting dirt within her palms, the small white strands of the plants handing between the crevices of her fingers below. She shifted the lavender pitchersage amidst the crate and barrel jars which was a forth filled into a halfling of moist soil. After the fertilized soil was shaken loose from both hands and roots, she separated the bundles counting thirty six pitcher plants, six which she held aside to fold into the wax paper, preserving them amongst the tome. Afterwhich, she ordinated twenty four of the budded and bloomed flowers into the basket shaking them amongst the seeded crate and barrel, dropping the pods within, seperated the roots, stems, twining them, and wrapped the leaves within wax paper, placing them with thier separate pouches amongst the satchel. Before moving forward, she gathered the separated the buds with flowers, and placed them inside the basket along with the last six pitchersages.

When finished, she began to speak to Inarie, answering her questions. 'The spring is right in front of you, Inarie, you can gather the water yourself. The flow of the waves let me know it is not salt water thus the stream will replinish us upon drinking. Do you need a cup?'  Chï said pointing to the larger pitcher plants she knew as 'Nepenthaes Rajah' which we're across the stream ahead from the basil, pardoning from gathering the 'Bella' and moving forward into gathering the apothocary's belongings, clamping forth the three crate and barrel jars, placing them within the green cloth, into the satchel and closing the remaining pouches upon the bag. She gathered the dual sheets of wax paper and placed them within the the tome closing it shut, when she noticed floating down the stream, ten small and three large white lotus flowers upon lilypads. Quickly, she graced forth, following the flow of the stream of the training field where she found the center of it's grounds, amassed in muddy turf. Around the emanance of the circle grounds for sparring, the stream, which also flowed in from the opposite direction of which it seamed parrically circling it's circumference. Both streams flowed into a quarry, in which was crystal clear, filled with daisies, lavender, and leaps of lily pads with large and small lotus pods, buds, and blooming flowers. Leading from the training circle, was a bridge across the quarry towards a stone state, illuminated by laturns at the bridge's post and arning.



The lilies flowed from the stream towards the quarry floating innocently within to join the communion with the rest of it's family of florae. Xüê'Chï, bubbling with glee, jumped forth, flipping within the quarry to land boyantly amongst it's surface, tippytoeing across it's wake to the center where she found the largest lotus, amongst the wave of smaller ones, some budded other bloomed. She passed them up, to climb upon the rocky surface of the other side,  setting her pack near the statue, opening up it's chambers and allocating the golden clothed wrapped boobules, setting them aside in sextile. She uncorked them all, gathering two, and ran from the stone monument, into the quarry. She gathered chakra and channeled them within the boobules, placing them on top of the water, letting them float close to her while she kneeled down wards for a meditation of white lotus buds and blooms. She channeled chakra amongst her pinkey, touching the lilly pad of a stationary budded lotus. It began to wriggle and bob up and down within the quarry. Before it could move any further, Chï snatched the lotus upwards from the basin of the water, streaming her hands underneath the small lilypad, coupling it with grace between her middle and ring phalanges, before grabbing a floating jar with her opposite hand, placing the lotus, pad, and root within, before dipping the jar within the water, filling it completely and corking it. She resumed to hold it between her knees, as she gathered the second unbloomed lotus, and store it within a jar of water. After which, she ran from the basin, climbing amongst the rocks towards the monument where she set the unbloomed lotus in jars, aside from the pack.She repeated the process another time, filling two round jars, before filling the last two with water, where she found seedling pods, filling those with the aquous, seeds, and seedling pods. When she was finished, she wrapped the cups with the golden clothed and stored them in her pouch.

Techniques Utilized:

In accordance to Inarie's question: 'I was raised as an herbalist when I was younger. The elders of my family taught me common herbs which grew around the village, even so, during my trip towards the fishery, I had a natural back of collecting seaweed, stacking driftwood, and eating seamoss gel off the rocks. I know those herbs like it's all natural now.' said gracefully. 'However...' she stated. '..the violet reeds which I placed in the basket...' she said pointing them out to Inarie. '...are new to me. The same with the ones I found near the statue at the top of the quarry across the bridge. she pointed in trajectory of the statue. After she brief an answer, she led the way up the path, waving to Inarie to follow. Quickly, Xüė'Chî ran in with the pathway, over the bridge, to the soft fertile ground which we cleared. Lastly, to get to the budda statue, she had to analyze ad clear the last portion of the reeds in front of her.

Sharp and clear as day she noticed a silky pungent smell emanating with the air causing her nostrils to flair. She became extravertedly excited, seeking the treasury of the book to find of the herb, yet there were no gestures based upon its presence within. She finally decided to open her sathel again, placing the book within, after gathering the pouch the last jars, which weren't filled. Xüė'Chî figured that the last of the herbs were the exotics in which the Apothocary spoke of. She prspected thier appearance before continuing forth to move. Thy grew like tall trees, thier leaves and bds reflecting akin a crystal. They were furry, fuzzy, and covered with all different forms of hairs. They green of the plant was vibrant, yet the follicles which covered it so was white as snow.



She derooted them intelligently to move them over on each side, finishing the pathway from the bridge towards the buddah. We gathered the seeds, separated the roots, stems, leaves, debudding them, to place them in the jars, then placed the rest of the flowers within her basket, filling it completely. After which, she bagged the belongings, placed them upon her back, before greeting the statue of buddah.