Fragile Facts

Thu Feb 07, 2013 9:43 pm

It was two years ago, over a month ago on that one date, that her life had changed forever. Her mother began to notice she was sleeping in, never getting up, or never returning to the main floor for the evening dinners with the family. That's when her father, about to retire as the Jonin Commander got relay about his only daughter's condition, that she was a retired chunin young woman at the tender age of fifteen years of age. They were not mad, disappointing, but simply they wanted to know. But her records were sealed and supposedly, misplaced.

Now she returns to where her entire teenage year had been consumed by. Now that she was no longer risking her life for her village, she could see all the damage and abuse it gained over each day of usage by different mismatched teams that were paired together. It saddened her slightly, it was like the world as a whole. As long as people would build up their military, there could be nothing for them to do but fight each other until everyone has fallen.

Her left hand was hidden in the jacket pocket she was wearing this evening, the smell of upcoming rain was hanging heavily in the air, and she welcomed it with joy. Where there is rain, there would be lightning and then the earthy smell. Her elements, they were locked away from her simple touch of chakra that had more of a hard time being created by the body. She was craving the wand of the simple touch, the excitement she would get from preforming a ninjutsu. She couldn't even do medical without tiring herself out. It was.. sad.

Thu Feb 07, 2013 10:29 pm

Fai would be walking out of the woods, His jacket wide open revealing his white shirt and his black pants, as he stopped and looked up for a moment," It seems like it is going to rain soon...and where there is rain, lightning is sure to follow," as he began his walk into the village to have a little fun. His Kumo headband around his neck and smile loose upon his face, Fai look around the desperate people of the village and how they live their lives. Being a ninja was no better, but it gave people something to do with their lives besides rot and die. He would come to a halt at the gates, where for some reason his body pulled him there as he looked around.

Fri Feb 08, 2013 11:43 am

She wondered now, idle on what the future was to bring to her. For if her body was to repair itself on it's own, or if she was to remain like this. She did not hate the idea of being able to do civilian things, sometimes as a chunin, she craved for being able to do some things that they were able to do. Speak with friends without worrying about a report due, being able to have a sit down meal without expecting it to be ruin by someone coming in with an important mission. She just felt happy now, to be.. well, normal for once.

Turning around, she decided going back to the main village was a safer thought. Her old Kumogakure headband was attached to the left side of her belt, many were curious why a retired chunin would continue to wear them, as she stated it reminded her of what she could have done, if she was still one. Many argued as she is retired, she has no right in keeping it. Otherwise, they come face to face with an ANBU mask being the Tamoki Honami. It was quite an amusing sight that an ANBU sibling would be defending their younger and only sister whom gave up her future as a ninja for possibly forever.

Her eyes though, noticed someone looking around near the gates. She was curious, naturally of those who would be leaving and entering the village. Many of them were civilians that had to do something outside, such as finding their lost pet or some herbs that the local stands did not sell, or if they did, for prices unreasonable. On the other hand, the retired civilian could notice things about a ninja.. easily of sorts. With her body having little to no chakra of it's own, it sensed when there was greater chakra near by. Possibly this could be the sensation she was getting now.

"Good evening." Her voice was a bit deeper than a normal person's, but it was made her unique from her cousins and especially her mother. Her eyes were trained on the person in front of her, she was aware of that he was a Kumogakure Ninja, otherwise, she was not sure exactly who he was.

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