Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170814024224/@comment-25955740-20170814170722

Shifting from her fingers, the documents she once clung too were stripped away from her—Directing her vision to the ground, her glaze and facial expresses a bit more hidden, her arms dropped; resigned to their proper side of her body. He seemed thankful, ‘least, he vocalized generosity, which was nice compared to the sarcasm and ridicule she dealt with on a daily basis, though, as his generosity aired, so did the question of her name again. She thought about it, it’ll be with time, he’ll learn her name with the path of how others treat her, so possibly, it wouldn’t make much of a deal in the longer run; it’d be shorter. The narrowing of her eyes, the soft inhale, she expressed her distaste in her own name and giving it out, she didn’t feel the need to hide that like she did many of things—Her azure pupils refined to a thin diamond-shape, as the amethyst within its sparkle danced. “Munashi of the Tamotsu clan.” She said in a scoff, things often became difficult with her name, Tamotsu clan held a rather ‘interesting’ history, though, maybe, he was unaware. Moving on from that, he spoke on her name as she gave it. She almost sneered at it, she hid that by rearranging her expression, she pressed one of her prominent false smiles and simply allowed her eyes to be narrowed in a ‘blissful’ and ‘cheerful’ expression; redirecting her hues to Deucalion, he spoke in a taunt about the mailman before her. “Their insufficiency and failure is a problem that proclaims to me.” She said simply, almost sounding conceited and arrogant, but that’d be a false fact—It’d be more poor conversational skills than anything.

Soon after such a statement graced from her lips, she heard a bit of distress in the female Uchiha’s voice, she spoke about a letter missing—What?! She whispered out, her hues lit up, awhile directing themselves to the female Uchiha, being the first time, she’ll actually make eye contact; she seemed frightened, not surprised, a bit more vulgar expression. Untwining her right arm from her delivery bag, her left hand followed up to right around the empty bag in terror, almost as if she was expected to be punished severe for such a ‘small’ error, that was hardly her fault; their failure was now apart of her problem, bless them for her hidden nature having to be hidden. “'''I-I don’t see it in here. I a-apologize!'''” She mouthed to the female Uchiha, her body leaned forward by a few inches, offering both him and her a begging forgorgiveness-bow for such in inconvenience. Within her mind, she found herseld thinking of the quickest path to the postal office, despite how exhaunted she left and not looked; it’d be easy to force herself to jog there—They’d have to stick to pathways, it was a bit too late to take the roofings, the sun was setting and she didn’t feel like having a complaint against her for disturbing someone, as people around her seemed to enjoy making her life a bit more unbareable. “'''My route has been reformed; this was my finalized stop. I can take you to courier office with post-haste.'''” She murmured. Her body straighten in posture, as her arm looped back through her delivery bag, hiding it back under her snowy toned cloak—Spinning, her hands reached to her hoodie which held pointy kitsune ears, white with orchid tips. As her body turned it’s back to both of the Uchiha, her hoodie was pressed over her head, it didn’t just hide her idenity, but kept her locks from swaying into her face or eyes.

“Follow me!” She mouthed to Deucalion, as these words left her lips. She’d step off with her right foot,‘vanishing’ into a flicker, her skill in chakra control was a joke and easil mockable, however, her natural speed could leave most in awe, considering, she stopped having any shinobi training after getting her headband. Undoubted to Deucalion, he’d easily be able to keep up and follow, along with spot her in a full-sprint out of the Uchiha residence. She made conversation quite difficult.