Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-27967267-20160327065722/@comment-27973212-20160327072653

The day was rather bizarre in Konohagakure, a large storm cloud loomed over the village, and rain began pattering against the villages rooftops. The sound was almost like a metronome, to some it could be rather annoying but for one small girl it sparked a happiness in her. The weather was so different, it was nice to see a change. What didn’t make her happy was the loud sound of thunder that shook her out of nocturnal melancholy…even more so after a long day of training the day previous.

A white haired mass sat at a window, her deep onyx eyes staring out the window next to her bed. She watched the droplets make puddle but a knock on her door downstairs shook her out of tranquility.





The female stood up and walked down her stairs, her body slowly trudging to the door. As she passed the kitched her eyes glanced at the microwave to see the time. (5:37A.M) ‘So early…’ a huff of annoyance left her lips as she grabbed the doorknob and swung it open. In front of her stood a jounin, a paper in his hand.





“You have been assigned a mission. It is to begin now. You will meet the others at the Northern Gate.”





With that said he slid a scroll into the girls hand before vanishing in a cloud of smoke. Yasu groaned loudly as she kicked her door shut. As the female returned to her room she would get dressed. This time she wore a black poncho overtop her normal long sleeve top. Her pants were made of a thicker material. The girl glanced at herself before she left her room. Her mask was perfectly placed, her hair spikey and out of control from awaking so quickly. Dark circles had been under her eyes from not sleeping properly.





Once more the child walked down the stairs and pulled on her ninja sandles. As she exited the house she pulled the waterproof hood over her head and continued walking towards the Northern Gate.





<p class="MsoNormal">When Yasu arrived it seemed as though she was the first person to make it there, which caused a huff of annoyance to leave her chapped lips. The female slid her gloved hands into her pockets as she leaned against a sign post, her eyes gazing up at the storm cloud that seemed to stretch across the skyline endlessly.