Summary: Time line, what time line? Or Harriet makes her way around the elemental countries and encounters a few *cough* unique people and situations. Told in short spurts of 300 or so words each. Self assigned goal: 10,000+ words. Related to the AUD universe.

Story Warnings: little to no plot, potty mouth, some violence, narratives without dialogue, very few fight scenes.

Disclosure 1: This is strictly a writing exercise that's a spin off idea from a one liner in my story An Unexpected Development. It turned into a back story for the name "Harriet Luna."

Disclosure 2: This story is purposefully told in unfinished, generally short bits in no particular order. Please don't comment on this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Harry Potter and make no money from playing in their owners' sandboxes.

Dedication: To all those who answered the AUD question: "If chips are to Chouji as shogi is to Shikamaru, what is coffee to Harriet and Spock? Can they even be compared?"

1.

The foreign healer's name was Hari Runa. Other than that, she didn't tell and the nuke-nin, in a strange take on professional curtsey, didn't ask.

The only thing they knew, other than her name, was that she was rarely in the same place twice and collected favors as a form of payment. They also knew, by second hand account only, that if you didn't pay up when asked, you disappeared, with no bounty claimed. These two facts together made the foreigner something of a last resort even to them. Yet, as nuke-nin, healers and iryo-nin were in short supply. So, when they saw the covert symbol that they knew, also largely by word of mouth, meant she was in the area, they did their best to pay in ryo and leave it at that.

Of course, Hidan didn't do favors or respect and Kakuzu didn't just give out money on others behalf.

"Look bitch just heal it the fuck up already!"

Hari sat back and gave the rather rude nuke-nin an unimpressed look.

"If you don't hurry the fuck up, I'm gonna sacrifice your ass to Jashin-sama!"

Hari stood and quietly bared her wrist, then her teeth in a rather sharp smile at the injured man before her. "May Jashin's wrath wash over me like a wave breaks before a wall of strong rock." On the wrist, etched in black, was the symbol of Jashin with a line down the center.

Hidan proceeded to scream.

Kakuzu continued to sip his tea calmly outside the small shelter.

When the screaming stopped sometime later and the young healer stepped outside with her supplies mounted on her back, ready to leave, he mildly told her, "I'm not paying for anything."

She hoisted the travel pack higher onto her back, then began walking. "He's already made a partial payment. I'll collect the rest at a later date."

Kakuzu could live with that.