1 A Place Away From Home pt. 2 (Social | No Kill | Haruka | Open ) Sun Dec 27, 2015 10:34 pm
Oomi
D-rank
Book One: Dawn of Oomi
Chapter Six: A Place Away From Home - Part Two;
Crowded Spaces!
Sunlight crept through a window forgotten the night prior. The beams of light crawled across her face and danced on her eyelids. A most horrible, off beat, kind of jig that quickly roused the young woman from her sleep. She groaned and moaned and stretched her arms out to either side of herself. There they lingered for a moment like some Eagle wanting to show off it’s full glory. When finally she pulled her arms back into herself, they quickly went about the work of tossing the blanket that, for the first time in a long time, had managed to stay on her overnight. She yawned, a long and heavy thing, before throwing her legs over the side of the bed and after a few more moments finally getting out of it.
“Stupid, Oomi. You slept the whole night.” She cursed herself. She’d meant to only take a nap and immediately head out into the city, but the exhaustion of the long trip from Iwagakure had made her dead to the world. Still, the girl put a smile on her face and went about the process of getting dressed.
After a quick bathing Oomi slipped into her usual attire; an alabaster cami, which bore an orange bow on it. Over this she put on a tiger orange sleeveless vest with white trim. Around her waist she tied a thick and long dull purple sash which hung from its knot on her left hip. Attached to that sash at the small of her back, as shiny as ever, was the metallic plate which bore the symbol of Iwagakure. Just beneath her sash a pair of blue shorts that allowed for greater ease of movement. On her feet a pair of Tai Chi shoes, the laces of which she’s lengthened and wrapped up nearly the entirety of her calves. About her biceps and forearms she wrapped thin bands of white rope, purely cosmetic in nature and only two rows deep. Lastly, Oomi pulled her hair back into a fairly tight pony tail and fastened it with a short bit of fabric which resembled the more traditional Iwagakure Shinobi’s headbands, and indeed upon this bit of fabric too was a small metallic plate bearing the villages symbol.
Once she was dressed, the young kunoichi wasted no time in getting out of the Inn and into the streets of Sunagakure. The heat of the morning sun put pause in her at first but the desire to explore this place she’d never been won out over that dry desert heat. At least she was out early and the sun had yet to reach its peak. She’d thought of rousing both Harichimo and Karumo, but assumed that they would already be attending to their mission. This meant she had plenty of free time to explore the city. First stop? Anybody’s guess, but from what she could tell she was headed toward one of the busier parts of the village; The Grand Bazaar
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