Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25072069-20161108195601/@comment-25072069-20161108202849

Waiting for the sun to raise, Sachi would be found sitting on the top of brick walls. It was the compounds entry, if she had to pick a favorite spot to just relax on life that would be it. The tall brick wall that went around the compound had a flat top, leaning back on the door holders. She simply loved the bamboo doors and the clan symbol welcoming anyone who entered. It was funny because her resting bitch face was usually something people turned away from.

Regardless the best part of it was the fact she could see a perfect view of the sun rising above the stone Hokages. For some reason whenever the bright light hit her skin, she felt like she was being hugged by her sisters warm arms. It was about 6:30 am and it was the time of day, she would wake up at that time just to feel the rays beaming on her. Today she also had to be at the training fields at 7 am, so she had been up for a while already.

She was wearing her usual attire; semi- transparent, Black-long sleeved shirt. it was transparent enough to see her sports bra underneath and her muscular body. Her blue-grey shorts fit her snuggly with fish nets underneath. To prevent her thigh pouch from sliding off she wore bandages to do so. For foot wear, she wore black flat ninja boots. To cover whatever possible cleavage she wore a scarf the matched the color of her shirt and also wore gloves that were the same color of her shorts.

As always her pouches were full. Carrying two on her lower back; holding exactly 10 kunai, 10 shuriken, 12 senbon, 3 smoke bombs and 2 paper bombs. Lastly her thigh pouch was a carrier for her blades whenever they were not being used. Sachs never left without them, she always liked to be prepared.

“Goodmoring Sachi” Hearing her fathers voice she turned her head slightly to see him. He looked like crap, he had looked that way since he held Seika’s dead body in her arms. Sachi was glad he felt that way, for once he showed the emotions he tried to hard to hide. She wanted him to feel guilty… To feel the regret of never telling his eldest daughter how much he appreciated her. Everyone in the Clan knew about Seikas depression but he had never commented nor even tried to comfort her within those years.

“Morning” Jumping off the wall that was the only word she spoke before heading down the Sarutobi trail. Soon enough she was walking though the village that was slowly coming alive. With her hands in pocket she tried her best to just blend in. Whenever people looked at her, they saw Seika and everyone knew she perished. It was like a reminded of what she lost so she upped her speed and ran through the village with her heart beating against her chest.

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Eventually she made it to the training grounds at 6:55 am. Sighing she calmed herself down, She really hated social surroundings. They made her so uncomfortable. None the less she took a deep breath and waited for her student, Once she’d arrive she would lead her down a path deep into the forests of Konoha where it seemed like the trees touched the skies. Stopping in an area surrounded by them.