Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170911012512/@comment-25955740-20170911012549

Meandering, cherry petals danced with the breeze as they feel upon the ground, cerulean with fade white painted the sky and to the shining sphere in the sky, it sung in a peach tone that offered the world a surreal scenery. Such a lovely afternoon. Dreamlike, it felt so illusory. In such times, with all the news and all the worst that she knew was to come, it almost made her forget it all, she had been so engrossed with things that she’ll wish not to admit or speak of, and to them, she became so isolated and busy with a few things, however, a calm shaky thought developed on a time that was short, he  made it quite hard for a woman to focus on matters that may or may not damn the whole village, but she was selfish and quite centered in things that were important to her—He did encourage the visit by invitation and she’ll never insist against it. It’ll be preposterous to unaccept such an invitation, regardless of being tired or busy, so. Here she was. Strolling to the Fūma manor, or rather, to be more specific, the Fūma garden.   Caught in the motioning breeze, the lavender strings danced as she turned the corner, waving to a few guards who allowed her to advance forward, straight into the garden area—Plastered over her glossy pink lips, a soft smile; shocking, she didn’t forget how. Almost like how she forgot about her modesty, considering the attire she wore now, the lack of it too, but, that was hardly anything to be complained about, considering her hobbies. Nonetheless, she held a heart of glee when called by Godric, glee being the understatement. Upon the moment of the garden she strolled into, her amethyst hues scanned for the familiar beloved brunette that summoned from the depths of demonic  research and boat construction—Surveyors guild could be such a chore.   An instant, the milliseconds of noticing or seeing Godric, he wouldn’t get a hello or a gesture in greeting, he’ll get a full speed figure darting his way. Without a single care for her action, which was impulsive. Extending arms with a leap, jumping forward, the force of her whole body targeting with a single goal, a tackle hug of childish affectionate mixed with her longing feelings of wishing to see him again—Ah, yes. He’d get a loving tackle hug of a heart filled might. To that hug and impact, he’ll find his greeting. “ Hello, Saiairyū-Sama! ” She’d say in a chirp, a happy one.