Earlier that morning, two hours prior to present:Waking up in her small two-room appartment, Risu walked to the bathroom to take a shower, still slightly groggy and sleepy. When she had taken a long and relaxing shower, the young kunoichi stood in front of the mirror, placing the purple make up on her face as was practically mandatory, though there was always a purple line present around her eyes, she loved accentuating it with some extra color.
Remembering the quite disastrous bout with Rippã, who she still considered to be the hottest guy around town and the even worse fight with Hyuuga Kizai; a stuck up, no-good byakugan user, the young Lady Orochi sighed deeply, while continueing to look at her reflection in the mirror.
Sure, she has a practically white skin, thin, but accentuated lips and snakelike eyes, she was slender, elegant and graceful in appearance, but apparently that which attracted those of around her age, was solething she was apparently missing. Noticing this again after having seen both Senju Chisaki and that blind girl Ember Mist, the young woman formed her hands into cups and tried to imagine what it would be to be on equal footing compared to them. It was said that the fifth Hokage used to have the same problem and that she used her superior skill in medical ninjutsu and bodymodification to get to experience that what both she and Risu were missing compared to other girls their age.
"Sheesh, I'm fine," Risu hissed at herself, slapping her face with her cold wet hands, before she went to put on her day to day clothes, noting that she would not be wearing any ceremonial stuff that day, not to mention she did not want to pay for reparations to her clothes again.
When she had eaten her breakfast, the young woman packed a small bento and a bottle of cold green tea, before leaving the appartment and making her way to place she always called her own, her own private spot near the Naka river.
Present:It came as both a nasty, unwanted surprise, as well as a complete shock to the Orochi girl, to see that someone had seemingly claimed her spot, a young man, who was still soaking wet from most likely a bit of swimming in the river.
Because his eyes were closed, Risu could not see to what clan he belonger, as there were no apparent marks like those of the Inuzuka clan or any signs on clothes like the uchiha, uzumaki or senju clan. having no knowledge on who or what this guy was, made the young girl slightly less cautious, especially because she had no desire to go and fight again without knowing anything.
Sneaking up to the guy, she suddenly dropped her bag next to the guy, hoping to scare him a bit for the fun of it.
"This really is the best spot isn't it?"- training:
494/1200 training b rank jutsu