Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170814060148/@comment-25955740-20170814064317

Greeted by familiar heat, the vanilla strings danced in a sense of grace. A summer’s haze mingled with the gentle breeze gliding along the tender ivory cheek, lilac tips brushed the loose strings called hair away from her vivid amethyst hues as she stepped out of the shade of the door, a hand left to wave at the scorning owner that just been given their today’s mail; departing withsoft smile painted across her luscious lips, despite knowing some had disdain for her. Outside her normal delivery routine, she trailed the streets, the heat allowed not for a day of jogging and flickering, however, so long as she did her job without delay, she could take her time. A brilliant day like shouldn’t be wasted indoors, not like that bothered her, she was used to being entrapped in a cage be it by her own will or someone else—Didn’t mean she wanted to not take her time. Pulling her delivery-back up, she looped her arm through the other strap as she trailed the path leading to her final delivery stop, intertesting enough, she hadn’t remembered being to the Fuma manor before, then again, this wasn’t her normal delivery routine, the normal person was too ‘ill’ to do it, so they voted she did it. Her only complaint, if she had one... Was the weather was beautiful, but the summer’s haze held itself a bit too bright for her taste. It was days like this, many could peer upon Munashi with scoffing mannerisms or bewildered expresses, both she ignored, though, it could bother her—This’ll explain her cloak, though, it was a bit too hot to have the hoodie on.

Strolling around the corner of mossy brick that held to another store building, her white heels clack against the stone pavement path, she found herself taking a less crowded path, as she didn’t enjoy walking into others, especially with the fragile things she carried within her bag—Was it to my right? She recalled the directions, as if she forgot them; embarrassing. Follow the ivy vines, she reflected on that advice. Taking a step around the corner, to her left, her hues spotted a beauty in the distance. An isolated botanical garden, overran by blossoming vines held varied hues and pigments, the open entrence revealed a vibrant and charismatic landscape—Closer and close, she walked. A sign held with an insignia declared this captivating scenery is territory of the Fūma clan, it was impressive, but as she got to the gate entry point, she couldn’t advance anymore, as that would be invading private property, didn’t stop her from trying to get a finer view of the vicinity. Motioning to the mailbox, one hand pulled the lid open, as her arm looped out of her delivery bag to get the mail—Five envelopes and one small package. She looked through the mall to make sure, their names and addresses matching the place she found herself at.