1 A Harsh Sandstorm[Shimo/No Kill] Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:47 am
Rikuto Shiro
D-rank
Rikuto was walking the streets of Suna with his eyes looking up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly and forcing down a good amount of heat. Today was a hot day for sure. Well, hotter than most if that's even possible in a desert. There was a few specks of sand floating around, but he thought nothing of it. He lived in a village where sand was everywhere. It was somewhat quiet on the streets. Not many people were out and about. During this certain time of day, the streets would have had dozens of people going about their business. A gust of wind rushed by Rikuto as he turned a corner of a building. His eyes widened when he saw what was heading his way. There was a wave of sand rushing and violently twisting towards him. Without any thought, he ran into the first open building he could find. The building he entered was recently abandoned and had a fair amount of furniture in it. A few chairs here. A table there. Even a mirror hung up on a wall. Rikuto peeked outside, but was greeted by a gust of wind, followed by a lump of sand hitting the door. Quickly, he shut the door and took a step back. He sighed and turned towards the rest of the house. He wondered if anyone else had gotten unlucky and not realized the sandstorm.