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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 7:31 pm
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".....People always tell me Snow is dirty...... Harukai jolted awake from sleep and blinked twice manually, her eyes stung as the harsh light of cold sun hit them. The clear sky registered in Harukai's mind and she relaxed, remembering why she was here. Harukai had fallen asleep on the roof again and was shivering violently, though she hadn't been cold when she fell asleep here, it had snowed lightly overnight. Harukai winced as she stretched, her latest mission to get Yuuki had failed and left her bruised and battered. "Yuuki-san..."
Yuuki had been relentless, ruthless even, when they fought taking Harukai down with a single lightening fast strike. The verbal hits didn't stop though, even after Harukai was gasping for breath on her knees. Yuuki wasn't the same. She wasn't Yuuki. Harukai kept trying to reason with herself as she walked down the cold streets of Yukigakure. It wasn't true, and somewhere deep in Harukai's fog bitten mind she knew that, Yuuki wasn't actually under a Jutsu or anything. Yuuki didn't want to come back to Harukai, but Harukai would never let that be. "I'll go ask the Kage for another mission for you..."
Harukai coughed roughly and covered her mouth with her large sleeve. both sleeves were gray while the rest of her shirt was magenta, the sleeves hung down to around Harukai's knobby knees and brushed them as she walked. Harukai was wearing her head band around her forehead but it was hidden by the long bangs she brushed into her eyes, both pools of blue were completely hidden from the world. Harukai brushed off her black shorts, or leggings, they were skin tight and only barely crested the bottom hem of her shirt-- were extremely short. Any parent would slap their kid until they got longer pants. Which was ironic because Harukai didn't have any parents anymore, so she was free to wear her short-tights forever.
Harukai had her head in the clouds of nightmares, thinking about Yuuki brought tears to her eyes and a stabbing pain to her chest, this time Harukai's finger twitched and her eyes started to sting again. Like looking at the snow for too long, like staring into the depthless white and trying to find the dirt everyone says is on snow. ...But I don't see any dirt....."
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 8:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 4:29 pm
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Walking along the streets, with her eyes lowered, she gently blew into her pan pipe sequentially, making the tune something desolate, as if to say that with everyone in the village, she felt utterly and completely alone. Not really sure of who she was able to trust, she would only give passers a momentary glance, that let them know that she wasn't interested in them. Keeping herself aware of what was in front of her, as she walked, making sure that she wasn't going to do anything that she would have to apologize for. Feeling that she shouldn't have to say those words, after what was done to her in the past, leaving her in the state that she was in now. Not wanting to personally confront anyone, herself, she stuck to the middle of the road, avoid any form of contact with the others.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 10:16 pm
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Thinking that she should probably report in, to see if there were any missions available to her, she went for the mission board, hoping that the beginner ones weren't all taken just yet. Pulling the pan pipes from her lips, she started to pick up speed, going into a sprint, until she decided to start leaping along the scaffolding, of the window on the buildings. With her haste, it was like a yellow fuzzy blur, unless you happen to be directly in front of her, for the brief moment she would pass by, in which two brown orbs would be seen, with a sassy expression. For the people whom were passed, the yellow figure would have a tail, trailing along, just below her back.
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 2:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2011 11:45 pm
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Walking along the streets again, Rin, didn't see how the last thing that she had done helped her grow as a person, or even slightly as a ninja. With her currently yielded experience useless, she knew that she had to find something better to do. Wanting to learn something, that she could use to keep her out of danger, she had to find a trainer, or someone that could help her learn. Bringing her pan pipes up to her lips, she started to blow lightly, trying to keep the tune as quiet as possible, only leaving it within a fifteen foot reach for the others ears. With the tune coming to a slow start, ten seconds in started to bring up the beat, leaving the notes low, and seeming to be dark, with an upbeat type of melody. She couldn't seem to get the dark side of herself to keep out of everyone's ears.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 2:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 1:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 5:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 6:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 1:31 pm
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