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Exor

Exor


D-rank
Yujiro's feet flailed about the edge, rocking back and forth. With no support from his bottom-half, his arms lay still among the dry-- shabby tiles. His visage is struck, though by beams of a balmy mood. And he smiles-- lids closed to enjoy the entirety of his view. From where he sat, the city was available to view. His lightened-- coral iris' beamed, once opened. And he scanned the surrounding area with a fleeting glance; it only fixed upon conversations below, and events that caught his eye. His lips remained curled, conveying a buoyant message for any and all to see.

The air was still, and misty; a bit dense for him to spy on long-distant relations. Though he tried, and peered through the heavy air with squinted eyes.

He spoke to himself in hushed tones, "This is so peaceful," and he'd be right. For some reason, this very spot'd be the same one he'd always go to, no matter what trouble clogged his mind. There was just something about the set mood, and view from up here. The perfect place to sight-see.

A passing glance is cast over his shoulder, scanning the various rooftops.

His slate grey hair blew in the passing breeze, brushed from his eyes. A hand rose to do the same, either way-- and used as support for any other hair that tried to do the same. A single digit pressed along his scalp, running down .. and down. It continued, and so he did he; a constant vision spread along the area. It was like he was an eagle, or a hawk.

And his body eventually lifted, feeling cleansed from any and all sinful thoughts. Making his way back down, he turned about face-- leaning forth to re-press his hand against the old tiling. And his feet hopped down; body in tow. The building he rested on is scaled, albeit in the opposite direction. And he tries to climb down from window to window-- pipe to pipe. "Hmph!" he grunted, continuing on. The ground's nearing, and with every passing second-- every minute, he envisions himself coming closer and closer. Until eventually, with a heavy 'thud,' he reached in a lowered crouch.

His body rose, and straightened, scanning the road full of travelling individuals.


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Masami~

Masami~


D-rank
Time.
Lately, Masami has been wasting her time on nothing, completely nothing - and it drove her crazy. She knew it, she felt it; thus she couldn't even try to deny it. Her mind didn't let her to do so. What could she even try to do now? She tried training, she still does that - but it isn't enough. Maybe the loneliness was starting to take over?
 Maybe, Masami actually needed more friends? Maybe her mother as a friend was just no enough? She wasn't sure about this, and due to that, she didn't even try to find out.

A deep inhale has been taken into the girl's lungs - slowly filling them with frosty air. It made her cringe; just for a mere moment. Almost if like it never happened.
Another deep breath was being guided into the girl's body. Her palms moved rather slowly up to the air - and then they halted. They both started gathering inked locks of her raven forest of hair - she pulls her hair gently, placing it on the front side of her body; a lady always needed to look like one. That was one of Masami's mother's rules.
The misty air made her feel colder - yet, it was nice. Just the right amount of coldness in the air.

The young female's ears perked as she felt someone moving; as if it was a sixest sense of her's.
She turns with her head; peering keenly at anything that would maybe be responsible for that - and in Kirigakure there were enough sources for sounds like these. Just about when she was going to give up on this longshot, she sets her gaze on some figure.
A boy. Snowy hair covered his scalp, from what she has seen - and it made her curious, by just looking at him. Was he the source for that sound? She was sure that she heard something, a 'thud', maybe?

And so, just like that, she starts moving at his direction.
 She paces slowly and softly on the ground; almost leaving no sounds of her steps. She didn't want to scare him off, or anything like that. 
She watches his movements, as he climbs on the building - a mere sigh escapes from her lips soon after she realizes something. If she really wants to meet him, she would need to climb the building as well.


And so, as simple as that, she made her decision.
 Her feet starting moving faster and faster; she was accelerating. Her body-movements were swiftly - as if she was a trained person, a shinobi, perhaps.

 "Hey." She says, smiling at his back as she waits for him to turn. This road wasn't easy, but it was fun for her to do. "What are you doin' up here?" She inquires, as curious as ever.


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Exor

Exor


D-rank
And then there were two ..

Yujiro shifted, passing a fleeting glance over his ruffled jacket, watching as a gentle breeze whisked the fur-neck cover. It's icy-snow in tone; and the rest of his attire grey, with a darker shade of trousers. And his hair seemed to mimic the movement of his hoodie. And from beyond, his beaming coral gaze seemed fixed on an approaching soul. From where he positioned himself, all was clear-- he was halfway down, it seems. And his lips curl, instinctively, to address-- and more so, radiate a joyous smile.

Pipes were clenched-- and coiled about his fingertips. They provided decent support for a parkour master such as himself! And a single hand lifted, swaying from side to side, directing a wave towards the girl with black tint, and glaucous hair. His body seemed to drift from the pole, only one side connected as another passing breeze smacked against his face. His lids may of closed, but his beaming smile remained evident.

The pipes croaked with flowing water ..

And her approach remained true, if she was surely intent on advancing further. With open eyes, his visuals flooded back with the previous view, albeit she inched her way .. closer and closer .. and his smile surely faded with time. The girl hadn't planned on passing by it seems-- and a face-to-face exchange was inevitable. His palms began to sweat, damp; and his brain drew a blank. The thought of somebody approaching him-- let alone a girl-- made his stomach churn, butterflies fluttering like a nest inside. And with each passing second, the anxiety became worse and worse.

"H-He--," his lips part to speak, but are cut off by the shift in momentum. Water accumulated around the outer shell of the support pipe, loosening his grip-- and if that hadn't been enough, the constant pressure on one side caused them to eventually .. snap!

His crooked smile forced itself to turn inside out, and his wavering gaze seemed to shift on the incoming-- and the incoming seemed to be the cracked cement road beneath him, filled with passing individuals. His arms rose to shield .. ! But alas, face-first; his body arched upon impact, and rested in an upright position along the ground with a prompt thud.

And he just laid there, twitching.

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Masami~

Masami~


D-rank
Climbing the building wasn't so hard for Masami, it wasn't as hard as she thought it would be - and on top of all of that, she did faster than she imagined she would do. Maybe that was the outcome of her recent training sessions? It did make a smile come across her face, for a few moments.
Her hazel visual spheres of sight shifted, examining the boy's figure keenly; from head to toes. A snowy short wood of hair; pieces of it were being seen-- even though it was covered by a hoodie. And then, then Masami catches his glance with her own. His eyes were housing icy irises - and it made her to do something. A brief, and almost not being able to be heard by a human's ear scream left her lips; she didn't see it coming. His eyes were just the right meaning for perfection - and she hated it. She had brown-hazel eyes, a common thing; and she wasn't so common! She was the one and only Masami of the Osada clan in the whole world! Why wasn't she born with eyes like his? If she was a lizard, her whole body would have been green of envy by now.


Her head was being tilted to the side as she saw him starting to back away - did he hear her?! Oh god, that would be so awkward. The young female felt her lips growing wider as the boy started talking - but then, he was halted.
 Her glance caught the image of water escaping the outer shell of the pipe, she didn't have the time to react.

Snap.


Masami sure heard that.
 The sound of the broken pipe made her cringe; albeit, just a bit. She didn't have time to feel sorry for him - he needed help! Anyone would need help after something like this.
  The girl started using her physical agility again, as she got to the edge of the building - she jumped off it, as if she wasn't worried at all. And she really wasn't; being a shinobi teaches you how to do things with time, this was one of those things. She jumps off the building quickly - following the falling boy. 
 Masami lands on the ground with a soft 'thud' being heard. She rushes next to him - trying to save her a spot; it was evident that people would worry about the falling person as well, not only her.
  "Hey!! Dude, are you okay?!" She yells - it almost sounded like she was yelling -at- him. "Don't die yet!! We didn't get to know each other, y'know!" She says, her lips curls and summons a smile soon after she speaks.


She extends her arm at him - signaling him to grab it; she didn't know if he would be able to do that, but she hoped that it wasn't too bad. If he would take a hold over her hand, she would help him to get on his feet; supporting him with whatever she could do.

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Total word count: 994

Exor

Exor


D-rank
Yujiro's body remained cramped, and almost compacted from the fall-- his back arched along the pavement, until he finally timbered to a better position. A position on his knees, with his face flying up .. ! And his gaze is cast about the surrounding area. His light pink-- coral eyes scanned, cheeks flushed with a vivid cerise. Stuttered syllables are uttered, "I-I, uh ..," and he pauses for a short-lived breath of air. In fact, he finds it hard to speak. Eventually, though, Masami's brought into view; and her assertive tone's taken into account. Yujiro clambers to his feet, puncturing the cobblestone road with the tips of his toes. And his arms swayed about the wavering breeze.

He stood, not yet ready to speak-- the surrounding was still being calculated. The many faces-- the many startled people. And then Masami, the one to step forth; and the one to approach him before. His body jerked, albeit slightly. He remembered-- the entire reason he fell.

A hand rose in salute, to greet at a flat angle. Horizontally, a hand protruded along his forehead, and his lips part to speak. "H-Hello ..! My name's Y-Yujiro!" He fumbles about his words from time to time, trying his best to shrug off the embarrassing fall.

"I'm fifteen, and orange juice is amazing!"

He's awkward, that much is for sure. Never truly had he been encountered like this, never by a foe or friend-- maybe it'd help if he had any. But the air remained tense, and his lips subtly quivered. He beamed a gaze to her-- through her. And the chilly winds continued to dance along his features, kicking hair up whilst a response was given.

And in moments, his nose leaked a trickle of scarlet. A shiny treasure to some-- a sign of danger to others. Blood oozed from his left nostril, dripping to his top lip, and off like a ledge to paint the stone road. He peered down at it, for a loss at words.

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- Wordcount Total: 1087

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