Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-26068742-20170822073459/@comment-25955740-20170824033614

Beating. Why did this man persist on being such a problem? Despite his choice of terrain, roof hopping was hardly an issue to her, it simply made the chase in her favor and for a moment, she felt this feeling within her body grow, she loved it, but it felt so wrong. Naturally, within her instincts, these feelings that were just the base of who she was, it felt so nice chasing something that she thought was prey and to that, she pictured the man like a rabbit, a rabbit that stole her green jewel, one in the alikeness of the one that fashioned itself between her collarbone, of her neck and she was the big bad megitsune; vixen that wanted it back. Her right hand in her ninja bag, she held herself catching up with the man, ready to make any necessary choices to take this business a bit more persona;, ‘cause it seemed he didn’t quite understand the situation it was in. As the story went, to her business to why she was here, it appeared someone took a jewel, that held itself crimson for the house of the third, this jewel was a ruby that was quite important to those that were marked of their house and to take such, it was quite the reason to be killed on the spot, but she wasn’t going to go that far, she simply just wanted it back and, this crude piece of filth needed to cough it over, but how did this happen? You see. Someone else had this jewel and wanted to make it into a necklace, left it with this guy and she tracked it down, and now, it has to be in the hands of this guy.. So. What a shame his day was about to be.   As he peer his head to look to her. She simply flicked her wrist, her arm in a motion to toss something before his could even react, she didn’t play games—Ten feet of distance. It was an easy toss, she gifted him with a tar bomb, which aimed to hit him waist, causing it to explode on his legs and making it quite hard to move, kinda like glue, but it was black and it would easily catch on fire. The moment it would’ve hit, she would’ve spoke up, still tailing him. This would also cause his smoke bomb, if he tried her, to stick to his hand and not be able to be used against her. “ I will set you on fire. If you do not cease this foolish behavior. ” Her words were quite cold and she was quite serious within her statement, as this was a dear and quite important matter. If he had stopped. It’ll be easy on him, she’ll simply converse with him, if he didn’t. He’ll be slow enough to be tackled, but rather than being tackled, she’ll greet him with a leg to the back of his neck, and for a delivery girl, she was quite the kicker and it would knock him down. To this toss and those words, she did spot a familiar person, was that the guy she used as a stepping stone?