1 Riot Control [Sumire | Kirei] Wed Dec 12, 2018 12:19 am
Ting
D-rank
The chunin exams had brought with them an enormous number of tourists to The Village Hidden in the Leaves. With such a large-scale competitive event taking place, it was no surprise at all that those who came to view a competition like this would come with an itch for gambling. Even worse, patriotism would be mixed within to create all sorts of malice. The nationalist viewpoints held by those who placed bets upon the representatives of their own village would turn volatile when a win or loss was recorded. With a round completed and several of the second round fights finishing up, it seemed that Konohagakure was doing particularly well, followed by Iwagakure. Alas, Kirigakure trailed. The once powerful Mist seemed to have lost its edge this time around. Either way, some felt the need to take it far more seriously than others. Boiling frustrations mingled about with triumphant laughter eventually reached to a boiling point as arguments broke out inside of a single bar directly along the main street leading toward and away from the many different arenas and stages. Only around ten minutes had passed since Ting delivered her knockout blow to Yoshito of Kirigakure. She did not hang around the stage for any longer than she had to, receiving a medical examination and mulling through a few forms to confirm her victory. As she walked down the sidewalk toward the Kimura compound looking forward to another night of sleep, Ting would hear the commotion before she ever had a chance to see the source. Her body aches from exertion as she neared the sound of disgruntled men shouting obscenities back and forth at one another. As she rounded the corner she would see them. Leaf and Mist civilians stumbling out of a bar shoving one another, poking and prodding as well. There were antagonists and victims in both sides but the things they were saying all indicated the same root cause. It was her particular fight they had just finished viewing. The commotion was only growing as they made ͏w͏a͏y intk the crowded streets. Ting’s route home was blocked entirely as shouting and noise nearly drove her mad. That was when the first punch was thrown. A Hidden Mist citizen slammed his fist into a drunken Leaf villager’s cheek. The blue haired girl would gasp as she witnessed it, her body was weak and tired from the intensity of the earlier bout, but she couldn’t just stand by and watch the riot break loose in her village. |
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