1 Settling In [Kensaku or Invite][No-Kill] Sun Apr 29, 2018 12:19 pm
Niala
D-rank
She worries so much because she doesn’t know this strange land as well as home.
A worried mother is an unhappy mother. “Does anyone know where Niala’s gone off to? She’s not normally this late.”, Hanae’s voice called through the house, a voice filled with worry and concern. Their mother was by no means a helicopter parent, but they hadn’t been in Iwagakure for more than a month and it was a strange and foreign land with different practices, laws, and customs. Of course, it didn’t help that Hanae herself had had to deal with some cat calls and whistling several mornings in a row when heading off to work and passing by a construction site - that was until a stop had been put to that the moment the males of the house had heard about it. So, it wasn’t all that far fetched that Hanae was getting worried, especially as the sun had long since set and dinner had been done for nearly an hour and a half: especially given how prompt of a person Niala normally was when it came to their family meals.
Her worry is for naught, a distracted daughter is all she’s got.
Of course, nothing actually was wrong with Niala. Niala was in fact at the library, where she had been for the past five hours. The massive brick and mortar structure with its heavy oak doors, sparse stain glass windows, and a nearly unending supply of knowledge and information quite appealing to the young lady. The inside of the library only furthered this with plush chairs, thick ornate rugs, and dark wood everywhere making it warm and cozy in a way that most buildings would be envious of.
So as for the thin and almost frail looking female she had simply sunk so deeply into a giant volume of knowledge that she hadn’t noticed the setting of the sun, nor the fact that it was nearing almost eight-thirty at night. Just as it had been in Sunagakure the library of Iwagakure had quickly become her favorite place: Niala spending every hour she could immersed in the volumes of knowledge and information that the library offered. It didn’t help either the fact that she was in a building with little to no windows, curled up in a big plush chair - one of many that were available - in front of a roaring fire feeling toasty and warm. The day had been a bit on the cold side with gray ominous clouds covering the sky that, despite it not being the right season, looked like they could rain snow down upon the country and the village at a moments notice.
How engrossed she is. If the book was water she would have surely drowned by now.
Needless to say the female curled up with comfortable leggings, a long white turtleneck sweater dress on that went almost to her knees, and warm fur boots, with a set of headphones in from which the faintest traces of Transcendence from Lindsey Stirling could be heard coming from was completely oblivious to the world around her or how much time had already passed. All she could focus on for the moment was the information in front of her, each turn of the page bringing her closer to the end of yet another chapter of knowledge to fill her mind with - a constant mission for the girl that had no end in sight.
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