Board Thread:Konoha Arc/@comment-25687356-20161209152646/@comment-30269418-20161211025642

She simply observed as the clans made their alliances, not too particularily happy about being in the presence of Uchiha. Fire style... would she be able to face it? Ever? The pain of being swallowed by flames... by the time she'd stopped staring blankly at the ground, locked in the memory of swirling flames and suffering, the Uchiha were on their way out.

Shocked and unable to speak at the display and threat of violence, she was nervous and resumed shaking. This guy... wait, she'd met both of them before...! From the... this was the guy with the dragon! She was the one that yelled at him. Keldran... Keldran... Fuma? She let out a high-pitched shriek of surprise as she realized where she was and as the two body flickered away. Realizing that she had let out a sound, she looked around, nervously.

"Uh..." She'd step forwards. "Can you please put your blade away?" It would be clear that it made her nervous. Despite her previous love of violence, her... failure... had led her to despise violence. After all, whenever she seemed to involve herself in it, nothing good ever happened. She didn't find being a shinobi too honorable, either. Although, if she were to say that, out loud, was the reason, all she'd be is looked down on, considered weak. She already looked like she was about to flinch if he were to make any wide movement with it.

She had no shoes on and in all honesty, every step was pain-filled as her feet were nowhere close to healed. Shoes wouldn't make it better; they'd only squeeze and bring more pain. The banadages themselves tightly clung to her legs and added to the suffering; they'd need to be changed when she got back to the hospital, immidiately. If she hadn't snuck out she most definetely would have not been let out. On her legs, there were small areas where purple blood soaked the bandages. She'd done it now, especially with all of the movement... she'd get in so much trouble for this.