Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-7315693-20161221045702/@comment-30269418-20161221070245

The bickering of a commoner had nothing to do with her. She simply chose to pick on him because he was the nearest chew toy. Honestly, for him to use the word was laughable. She continued to stroke her own ego.

"Pretending to be? Boy, I'm filthy rich. A status level you'll never attain in your lifetime. I can afford better than your ratty clothing." She gestured to what he was wearing. Lacking in style. And that goof hair style? She sighed.

She looked back at him, noticing he was brandishing a kunai. Was he about to be a troublesome punk? Why did someone of her status have to deal with this? He was testing her limits.

She'd turn her back, but her hand would stray to the handle of her katana. She took a step away but was listening for his movements. She'd strike then. After all, people were most open when going for an attack, right? She tried to remember the training she'd recieved for the usage of the katana.