Board Thread:Kōgakure General RP/@comment-30362709-20170408222014/@comment-26510601-20170408223622

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Kōgakure was still a burgeoning village, everybody everyday was hard at work trying to set the foundation of their lives so they could at once rest. It wouldn't be a surprise if every last man and woman had some stress they needed to get off of their shoulders. Among these wandering souls was Hotaro Hyūga who was trying to just send some mail to the Leaf, her home village. What a bitch.

Sitting at the counter was just a lone man, he was perhaps in his mid-20's or so. His expression was almost platonic as he dazed off into space with a little dribble at his bottom lip. Strangely enough despite the sterile and authoritarian look of the mail office, this man didn't seem to fit in at all with just a regular hoodie and some sweatpants. Once Hotaru began to speak he snapped out of his thoughts and looked her up and down real slow-like.

"Wha-what the fu...," mumbled the vacant clerk as he began to look over the delicate letter Hotaru had spent her time writing.

"Yep"

"Yeh"

"Uh-huh"

"Yeah"

The clerk ripped open the seal and began to look at the content's of the letter. Literally right after he did that he pursed his lips a little and just a tad little flame came out of his mouth as he lit the top of the letter on fire. He shook around the letter, it became consumed by the flames before he turned around and began to walk off.

"We don't negotiate with terrorists. Konoha's full of dipshits, you should know this; see you later biiiiitch!"

Like that he just walked off and disappeared into somewhere in the back while mumbling something about taking a break.