Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25072069-20160415013710/@comment-25072069-20160415023217

Walking down the Village streets, Seika passed her favourite tea house. Barely looking at it, she had too many fond memories of her and her sisters Sishi and Sachi. Seika was never truly the same after losing Sishi, her jet black hair was no longer in its neat bun… It was let down permanently. If anyone knew her well enough, Seika only let her hair down to show grief; after Sishi died she had not put it back up since. Her all black attire had also changed… still using her dark colours now she wore a navy blue outfit. Consisting of a half top that exposed a bit of her cleavage and covered her neck. Underneath she wore fishnets to keep everything in place, to match she had shorts that had open cuts on the sides with a black belt. Not showing her legs, she covered them entirely with bandages right below her shorts. Seika also wore black gloves that mostly covered her arms to go with her black ninja shoes. As for her weapons, Seika was always ready to go; In her first pouch that was attached to her left thigh held 10 kunai, her chakra blades, smokes and lighter, as well as a scroll. Then in her 1st of 2 pouches attached to her lower back held 10 shurikans, while the last pouch held her 3 smoke bombs and 2 paper bombs.



“Seika!! Come and have some tea hunny. It will be on the house” An old frail voice called out to the young kunoichi.



Turning back to see it was the tea house owner, Seika looked to the ground for a short moment and looked back up to meet the ladies. “Maybe another time…” Going back on her trail to the training grounds, Seika pulled out a cigarette and placed it in her mouth. Pulling out a classic metal lighter, she ignited the flame and started her smoke. Putting her lighter away, she placed the lighter between her fingers taking a couple inhales here and there until she got to the training fields. To be honest, as soon as the tea lady had asked her to come in, Seika’s hands begun to shake… Her anxieties about her sister were bad and the only way she relaxed was with a smoke. She was not addicted, maybe once a day only if she got worked up about her sister. Thankfully Seika was excited to meet her new student and would be a great chance to get her mind off things. So she waited patiently knowing that it was 9 o'clock and their training was half an hour from now. Seika had even sent a messenger bird the night before so she would be prepared. Seika’s strict teaching had not changed, she hated when students arrived late and usually make training harder if they were.





“Lets see what will of fire you hold… Kuin Senju” Seika whispered as she took her last puff, putting out the flame by smudging the cigarette into the dirt. Waiting for the girl to arrive, pacing back and forth.