Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20171017213941/@comment-25955740-20171028203622

N-Nothing? She questioned that response. Within this vast and open plain, there was not a lick of life outside of the grass and the group, along with her spiders. Narrowing her hues for a moment, as her hand rubbed her forehead and screaming in her mind, she wanted a break, she wanted a break. Just a break. Nothing was catching up, not any of her emotions, not a single lick of joy and she couldn’t help but ask herself, within this grim reality that repeatedly smacks her in the face—Was she happy to be alive? She felt like a pot, boiling and slowly, she started to boil over. She didn’t feel like she was in control over anything, nothing, everything made her feel so powerless and that was just the new weight of the world. If she wasn’t buried under false judgement, it was surely the power she versed against or compared to those around her. This wasn’t the time, she shouldn’t, she couldn't think on these things right now such as this cold world or the death she just witnessed.. The blood in mind made her stomach turn and for a moment, her nails pressed against her forehead.   Caught between lingering anger, a sickness and mixed emotions. She trailed behind the group as she listened to the calls each spider made and some even advanced ahead of Ares himself. Using a long string of web and a gust of wind to fly though, it was clear, completely clear it seemed for the moment. But something felt so wrong. It was the clearness that started to scare her and the fact the goat-creatures didn’t go beyond their treeline. Maybe.. She shouldn't focus on just around them, but above them too. Underneath them as well. With that in mind, she told her spiders to observe that too. Trailing her hand down to her mouth, she cupped around her mouth, her scarf, as she gagged for a moment, as her hues looked to the sky—It was so sickening. So-so sickening. Something in her mind, her body made her feel or made her body assume she was safe.   Upon this time, with herself and her own thoughts—She felt watched, quite watched with intensity. Those violet hues of hers themselves narrowing and lowering as she looked to the Senju boy, the crimson haired boy,  as he made hand gestures to her. She wanted to be alone, alone.. Those words. She didn’t want to be alone normally. But. She wanted to be alone. Simply, alone. She couldn’t understand why he was here nor what he wanted. His expression was annoying, his gestures were more so and if she kept going, the list wouldn’t end. If it wasn’t for Hayato explaining a few things, she wouldn’t have found the idea of what was going on. He was a Senju, she was an Uchiha. So. She supposed this was a normal thing. She was only saw as an Uchiha  and it pissed her off, something inside of her lit up. But. She needed to conceal why she felt so mad and she did it quite well.   Pressing of her stone-cold face, she pulled down her scarf with a bright smile as her right hand waved in a ‘ I don’t care ’ manner, a manner of something saying she cared almost none about the past, those before her did, she didn’t care about that. After such a gesture, she pulled the scarf back over her mouth as her left hand pressed into her mouth as she sped walked forward—Hostility would only cause more issues. Issues they couldn’t deal with. So. She literally sped walked right up to Kyo, extending her hand to place it right on her shoulder. “ There isn’t even animals nor places for cover at this point. If we walk a good twenty to thirty minutes forward, we’ll be stop water I believe. At least. That’s what I remember from the cliff side. ” She murmured to Kyo, as she removed her hand and followed up to walking on her side with her. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">“ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">I’ll assume. This is a good time to have idle chatter. Or better yet. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She murmured once more in a pause as she looked up and over to Kyo. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Can I have a piggy back ride. My ankle is on fire due to almost breaking it with all the running. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She asked with a batter of her eyes, trying to get a piggy back off Kyo.