Board Thread:Konoha Arc/@comment-24937485-20161212220825/@comment-30362709-20161213003800

Nanalu was sound asleep when the alarms blared, causing her to nearly fall off her bed in fright as it took her a moment to realize what that alarm was for. “Shit…gotta get ready.” She thought as she quickly got up and went to her closet, throwing on her usual attire: A tight maroon crop top that was sleeveless with a see-through black fishnet underneath, as well as black shorts and long black fingerless gloves. She slipped on her mask as she pushed her hair back from her face before tying her Konoha band around her neck. She quickly gathered her weapon pouches that contained 8 shuriken, 7 kunai, 3 smoke bombs, and 3 paper bombs.

“I wonder what’s happening?” she thought as she situated herself before being satisfied. She headed out of her room towards her kitchen before hearing vigorous knocks on her door. Not wishing to be yelled at, she quickly opened it and a guard was there. She was confused as to why she was told to go to the gate, but didn’t question it as she bowed respectfully towards the guard before heading back into her kitchen to pack some food. Since she had made herself Onigiri the past nights, she decided to bring those out of the fridge and wrap them up before gently placing it into one of her bags she didn’t use, which was tied around her thigh.

Nanalu nodded to herself as she checked off the things she needed in her head, “Looks like I have everything…” she thought, speed walking back to the front door as she slipped on her long flat black ninja boots. After that, she quickly shut the door and ran off towards the front gate; since it was still dark, she was careful not to bump into anything while she ran, desperate to get there quickly to ask her sensei what was going on.

Once there, she looked at everyone that was there and waved shyly before shuffling towards Sachi. She leaned over to her and whispered, “What’s going on…?” she’d ask softly, still utterly confused. It must be very important since the alarms were still blaring non-stop. She waited patiently for answer as she kept herself from staring at the people she’s never met, besides Myōō of course.

