It was hard for Solstice to get all of the things she wanted done in this day and age, though, the had just come back from a busy day of helping out at the academy, she must have taken a wrong turn. Her eyes looked over the area as it seemed she had lost track of which way she was going and ended up in the Swamp of Sorrows. She took a deep breath, before hearing a voice. Turning with her fists raised she saw the likeness of a boy, younger than herself, though quite tall, sitting on a log slightly off to one side.
Her form was pristine, the angles of her body tense as she assumed her combat style, her hair flowing around behind her as she snapped to alert attention. Before lowering her guard to face the Genin. her headband, in a rather interesting display wrapped around the back of her hand as a hand-guard. Often used to slip over her knuckles while the band roped around the inside of her hand as a punch-brace, capable of inflicting a rather staggering sum of damage.
I could say the same for you... Her voice resounded in a firm expression, giving off a slightly conflict oriented and authoritarian perspective of herself in but a few simple words. Her arms moved to her chest and folded, her weight shifting from evenly spaced between her legs to just one.
You know this village is not safe to be hanging around at night, more people disappear here than seemingly anywhere else. Especially with the hunter Nin around, not to mention criminals, rogues, and just general crazy people that seem to hang around these parts. She spoke again as she swore she saw a shadow dart by in the corner of her eye, shaking the hallucination off, she focused back on him.
His physical demeanour was rather impressive as she began her initial analysis, he would be a pretty strong Taijutsu user if he decided to apply himself to the field. He looked about 6'1 to 6'3 by her powers of deduction alone, so not too much taller than herself. Her complete analysis: she did like the vest.