Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-34754862-20170522075735/@comment-25687356-20170523023226


 * CF|- It was the first morning of school. Cairi was supposed to be up early, and her mother was supposed to wake her up early but… Stuff doesn’t always work out like it’s supposed to. It was already close to 8:30 by the time Cairi’s mother Fauzausta woke her up. Cairi was shaken all wildly and eventually she opened her soft blue eyes and looked at her mom who would then speak. “You are late for the first day!” Cairi looked at her and instantly flew to her feet. “Oh no!” She flew around the room in a random montage of clothes being thrown and Cairi tripping all around trying to find the perfect outfit to put on, eventually finding something after a few minutes. She then went to the bathroom and her mother proceeded to viciously comb her hair which would swell some tears up in her eyes but she had to be a strong girl and take it! Or so that’s what she thought, Cairi cried through the whole ordeal until they got downstairs.

On a cubby hole would be a satchel filled with all sorts of school supplies and a lot of notebooks. Cairi liked to write about stuff and people. Even draw doodles. Her doodles were pretty detailed for a kid. Eventually Cairi was given a small yakisoba bun for breakfast and sent out the door. Her mother was yell to her as she began to run towards the academy!

Cairi was pretty quick on her feet, thanks to the physical training she’d received since she was four from her father. He was tough but made sure to not over-burden her and allow her to enjoy a normal upbringing. It’d take Cairi 10 more minutes to run to the academy and a guard outside would notice her, The Hokage’s daughter out here alone and she wasn’t in class? Something must be up he thought.

“Miss Fuma-Sama, do you need a guide to class?” Cairi stopped and looked to him and nodded with her small lunch bag in her hand. She showed him a small piece of paper she’d received a few days before the first day. “Class 111, alrighty. Follow me. I’ll guide you in little lady. You must be excited? To train to become a shinobi in the same place your dad did.”

She would then proceed to say, “Of course! I want to learn how not to hurt people here.” The man smiled, it was nice to see not everyone was in it for strength.

Eventually they’d reach the class-room and the man would knock loudly on the door and call for the teacher. “Hotaru-San, we have an awfully late Cairi Fuma here! May we come in without interrupting please?”

Once she responded, he’d open the door for the little lord and she’d pass into the threshold of the class-room and look at everyone. She slowly sunk behind her lunch bag and waited for something to happen. - |CF|