Sand District

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Industrial buzzing, banging and drilling filled the air of New Sunagakure. Nestled tightly away in a popular little corner surrounded by a multitude of merchants and vendors was the recently re-established and reopened Sand Box. It was a rigid atmosphere where construction was at its highest point as crowds of men and women entrusted with the rebuild trudged back and forth. Some utilized their jutsu to help them lift enormous steel beams amongst taking on other perilous tasks the construction required of its workers. However, weaving in and out of the employees was a pack of mischievous kids looking for some trouble to get into.
Thankfully, they were smart enough to avoid interfering with the worker’s tireless efforts but as they snuck closer and closer to the garage and the volume of the catchy music increased it was clear they weren’t as smart as they appeared.
Bouncing a little from the side to the side were the shoulders and the top half of a giant blonde's body. Heavier toned music was blasting itself loudly from an intricate sound system. Some built into the walls, some built into her own tools!

Eyes wide with wonder, one of the brats became a little too intrigued by the sight of such a monstrously tall woman almost drowned in piles of unfinished prototypes, scrap metal and then there were assortments of finished products she must have felt some kind of pride in since it appeared to him that they’d been buffed and polished so well that they sparkled in the light like stars in the sky he and his friends had watched together just the night before with dreams of how their new home was going to look when it was all finally finished.
Everyone had been excited, moving into their new homes that had been built for them before their arrival. Perhaps it had been his child-like wonder that distracted him long enough for the seemingly oblivious amazonian to throw a wrench she’d been using at such a degree of accuracy and speed that the kid found himself pinned to the wall by the sleeve of his shirt. This scared the other children so much that they opted into taking off and abandoning the lad to his uncertain fate. Turning on her heel, there was an imposing

THUNK

THUNK


THUNK

THUNK

As her ironclad feet neared her struggling prey, she crouched so that she was on the same level as the boy. He had frozen, his little heart rapidly beating and she could hear them each one individually. Green orbs captivated the child’s quivering brown ones before she reached out with a hellish gauntlet and in one fell swoop began to tickle him just underneath his pit. This caused the brat to squirm and shriek and cackle and lured the crowd of his friends back to the entrance of the garage. Chuckling herself but hiding it with a scowl, Chinatsu of the village hidden in the sand and local philanthropist as well as a willing source of the children's entertainment stood back up all while twirling another tool on the edge of her relaxed index finger, the fidgeting merely something the engineer did when she was in the middle of a conversation and sometimes out of boredom or when she was attempting to invent one of her latest and greatest projects.

“Fuck my life, one a’ you’s gets caught up n’ the rest just high tail it?! What kinda shit’s that?!”

“Mm, We didn’t mean to bother you but the Kazekage’s back n’...”

“And?! That means abandon’n your friend when things get hairy on a mission?! You're headed to the academy soon’n it looks like y’all still got alot to learn about what that means.”

“Sorry miss, we didn’t think…”

“S’right ya didn’t think!”

Their disappointed faces, downtrodden and discouraged cast themselves toward the ground. They had left their friend to his own fate which, in the real world of the Shinobi that they all had their own ambitions to work toward,would have most certainly resulted in the boy’s death. Had it not been Chinatsu as their enemy, they would have all been dead.

“But..”

Yanking the wrench out of the wall so the boy could land gently on his feet once more, Chinatsu trotted past them, giving each one a ruffle of their hair so as to lighten their spirits and cause them to gaze up at her once more. This time, floating by her sides were two gigantic pieces of equipment that had barely made a hum as they and she passed through the doors of her place of business. One, lowered itself so that she was able to step up onto it and hover there momentarily. The other seemed in a sort of stasis, awaiting orders before it would move; albeit whatever move Chinatsu made, it automatically avoided being in any collision course with her limbs at all times. Essentially, they were built with sensors capable of helping them detect obstacles automatically.

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“Y’all still got time to fix all that. Now, go on! Git! Stay outta my garage!”

Though her words were harsh, the beaming grin on her face told the kids that she was humoring their antics and this was something all kids, most kids, appreciated. Though she would have preferred not to have been disturbed at all, the kids had brought her some very important news and that had gotten her moving! All at once, Chinatsu was boosted, leaving the children in her dust, into the skies of Sunagakure and made a beeline for the Kazekage’s towering compound. Now that was a sight to behold...dare she say a masterpiece. Every ounce of care that she had in her body was used in the tower’s creation from the foundation to the tip and seeing it lit up with life, well, it could almost make a gal cry. All the while as she surfed by the dedicated workers she barked orders telling them to work harder, to work faster and to keep up that good work! There was no doubt, the once elite general of the sand had kept things in line for their leader just as she had been entrusted to as evidenced by the fact that overall production was further ahead of schedule than even she considered possible.

Finally arriving at her destination, Chinatsu dropped from her booster loudly and allowed the both to remain idle outside whilst she entered her Kazekage’s chambers alone. There was a somber expression on her face, a smile even that may have shown a hint of sentimentality that she was finally able to see him again when…

"PAHAHAHA! Have you seen your face?! Boy that musta’ been a long trip cause you look like SHIT!”

Boisteringly so, the Chinatsu all of the sand knew and loved spared her abrasive personality from no one and Shishio was not an exception. The two had known each other long enough for her to feel comfortable addressing him in such an unorthodox and disrespectful manner for a handful of reasons but the most of which was that this was just how she rolled.

“Glad your back, as ya can see we’re way ahead a’ schedule though.”

Smirking, Chinatsu offered the Kazekage her signature ‘thumbs up’ as if solidifying that things were in fact hunky and dory.

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Location: New Sunagakure
Post Order: Daidouji -> Shabaka -> Shishio -> Chinatsu
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2​
 
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Baldhead

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Sitting in his office, Shishiō sighed deeply from tiredness. His face was dirty and even had a bit of a sunburn from the journey through the desert. Resting his forehead on the table, thinking back to his small puppet workshop. There he had spent almost all of his freetime before he became the head of the puppet brigade. While thoughts swirled in his mind, the office door flew open with surprising speed. Lifting his head, Shishiō's eyes widened at the sight of none other than Chinatsu or better known as Hell Bunny of the Sand. Her friendly, honest, and joking welcome brought a smile to his face as he rose to greet her.

"Chinatsu, you're as amazing as ever! Thanks to you and the puppet brigade, we are waaay ahead of schedule. I'm truly grateful for all the work you've done," Giving her a thumbs up in return. "During the journey here, I couldn't help but think about how we'll welcome everyone to their new home. Since we're ahead of schedule, I thought we could have a grand festival to celebrate the 'birth' of the new Sunagakure."

Lowering his hand, Shishiō looked at Chinatsu with a wide smile on his face. "You, of all people, I know very well, like to go wild. We could organize a sparring competition, sand surfing, and much more. Do you think we have time for such festivities now that we're ahead in the building process?”




Location: New Sunagakure
Post Order: Shishio -> Chinatsu
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2
 

Davon

Administrator
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With a resolute gaze, Shabaka surveyed the unfamiliar expanse of New Sunagakure's sandy terrain. Every grain beneath his feet whispered tales of uncharted territories, yet he stood amidst the shifting dunes. This journey into the unknown wasn't merely a venture into unexplored lands; it was a pivotal stride towards rekindling the flame of resilience within the hearts of the people. The significance of this presence in this new realm wasn't lost on Shabaka. Beyond the horizon lay not only untold opportunities but also the opportunity of prosperity for Sunagakure. The minerals strewn across this environment hinted at untapped wealth, a potential resource to fuel their nation's resurgence. As he stood amidst the vastness, Shabaka couldn't help but feel the weight of responsibility pressing down upon his shoulders. Helping lead his people into uncharted territory was not just a matter of exploration; it was a test to his commitment to their future. With each step forward, he resolved to carve a path towards a brighter tomorrow, where the sands of New Sunagakure would bear witness to the revival of their spirit and the realization of their dreams.

Amidst the labyrinthine streets of New Sunagakure, Shabaka engaged in earnest discourse with both the locals and his fellow shinobi. Each conversation was woven with threads of curiosity, understanding, and camaraderie. With an attentive ear and a genuine interest in their stories. He listened intently to the voices of the people, their hopes, their fears, and their aspirations echoing through. Through their words, he gleaned insights into the challenges they faced and the dreams they harbored for their shared future. In the heart of New Sunagakure, amidst the bustling streets and whispered conversations, seeds of camaraderie were sown, laying the foundation for a community united in pursuit of a brighter tomorrow.
Location: New Sunagakure
Post Order: Shabaka -> ???
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2​
 

Frea

Genin
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In a small apartment in the old Sunagakure, a young female was looking around their old apartment saying goodbye to it for the last and final time, reminiscing over the good and bad memories of her and her family. She smiled at the room where she her and younger sister had stayed when they were much younger. The woman closed her eyes, grounding herself, and flashbacks and memories began to appear.

Memories of when her younger sister used to fight with her about clothing, toys, and general room things with the smell of their mother's cooking. She remembers her father coming back from a mission and they used to run up to him happy that he returned safely. Having those made a bittersweet departure from their home. Though deep down the red-haired female knew the new Sunagakure would be better for them, in the way she hopes so. She felt a hand on her shoulder which made the female look back to see a tall male with red hair like hers and a very slight much more of darker tone of the skin than her. Her dad gestured to her to get going before it got too late. All she could do was nod and both she and her father began to walk out with the last remaining bits of theirs.

Having to carry a heavy full bag on her body is really at this point not new they've been doing this for at least a couple of days moving their stuff one by one to their new home in the new Sunagakure. The family or rather the young lady hoped this home be the forever home for them, though will it be for her? Who knows what would happen to her if she so decided to travel around to different lands far and wide? She may never know that in the future she could have a mission that she might have to relocate to another land til the mission is over, but she may never know the outcome for her future. She could only focus on the present day.

her thoughts were interrupted by a teenage girl's voice, whining about how her body ached very much due to all the stuff she was carrying from her stuff, of course, the teenage girl was the younger sister, only a few years younger and of course, she wasn't particularly used to heavy lifting or even carrying. Their mother's hair was also red and as well her locks went down past her feet if she didn't have a bun in her hair, Her mother's hair would leave a trail behind due to how long it truly was, The mature lady would give a slight chuckle at her youngest complaining and would comfort her about the situation, though to the older sibling, she could only mumble a shut up underneath her breath.


Once the family had reached the new settlement known as New Sunagakure, they gawked at the new scenery that beheld them, of course, they still gawked at the new scenery despite coming here back and forth, but it still amazed them. They all dropped off their stuff and the older sibling stretched out her limbs and decided to walk out to explore their new village properly, of course, she did mention to her family first about her exploration of the village they had moved to. if she didn't then her family would likely send out a search party for her, which she didn't want. As she explored the new streets she twisted and turned seeing how some of the locals had already settled in with their stalls, and markets around offering goods to both tourists and locals.


With how busy she was gawking at the amazing new clean streets, she had bumped into something or rather someone, due to the impact of her body ultimately this caused the red-haired female to fall on her buttocks, upon scanning whom she had bumped into she saw his large dark-haired afro and wearing a red top. She got up on her feet and brushed off the sand and dirt from her bum and she got in the position and bowed in guilt, she mumbled an apology whether he heard her or not.



"So sorry....."

This young lady was none other than Kiyoka.

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Location: Old Sungakure > New Sunagakure
Post Order: Shabaka -> Kiyoka
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2
 

Davon

Administrator
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He was talking to the locals, gaining insights into their excitement as well as concerns regarding the move of the villagers. Essentially, it was an overall neutral idea from the citizens he had spoken with. Of course, people missed their homes. It was a place where people had grown up, sharing and enjoying memories together. It was the exact opposite too, where people were able to endure hardship and heartache. Thus, it allowed the citizens to cultivate intricate relationships, fostered and forged over time. The altitudes of highs and lows equaled out through the latest tenures for the villagers, as the previous sand shadows had failed. Hopefully, this relocation of people to a more secure environment would serve the population and the unforeseeable future.

He took an involuntary step forward, his body seemingly losing balance as his shoulder was pressed. His center of gravity was usually stable, even amongst the strongest forces, but in this particular situation, his joyous nature caught him completely off guard. Talking to the civilians over the last several hours had made him relax, which caused him to stumble. He regained his posture swiftly, turning around to face the woman who had bumped into him. He heard her apology; being quickly caught off guard caused him to become flustered. He accepted her apology but could not verbalize his thoughts to the red-haired woman. He wanted to compliment her, but he looked like a deer caught in headlights. He hesitated to extend his hand outwards, instead placing it on the back of his afro, scratching the base of it. His flustered nature prevented him from speaking a single word—stunned by beauty.
Location: Old Sungakure > New Sunagakure
Post Order: Shabaka -> Kiyoka
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2​
 

Frea

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She tilted her head in curiosity as to why he was looking like he got shunned by a ray of sunlight with his red-as-tomato face. She Stood there with her arms across her large chest around with her back straightened but her right leg was bent ever so slightly looking at him with her blue eyes which met his. She blinked softly before her plump reddish lips began to speak once again, her soft-toned mature-sounding voice was heard.



"Are you okay there sir? do need me to take you to a medical bay?"



In her head, she was slightly freaking out on how she could've injured him in a way since how he reacted. Due to her freaking out in her head her own body decided to react to its accords. Placing her dainty and slender hand across his forehead to check his temperature, Her hand was cool and soft with a hint of light floral scent from the hand cream she tends to use. Having to be in a climate where it is like a desert tends to dry her hands, she regularly uses hand cream to prevent that. Meanwhile, her body was quite close to each other as she is not the tallest of people, only standing at only 5ft. She then moved away from the male and softly gave her smile which often has been complimented on, especially matching her beauty.



"Well, you seem, fine other than a little hot. I'm presuming due to the weather though. I'd suggest you get in some shade to cool down dear."



She advised the male with the afro, standing there resuming her previous stance, looking behind him seeing many other people who she presumed were talking to him beforehand. She tilted her head once again and closed her eyes with a gentle big smile showing off her beauty once again. Many of the folks around them were stunned by the red-haired beauty's kindness, as her smile seemed to make a couple of people blush.
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Location: Old Sungakure > New Sunagakure
Post Order: Shabaka -> Kiyoka
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2
 

Davon

Administrator
Staff member
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His blush could not get any darker, he was nervous and was unable to compose himself properly. Luckily, the woman before him seemed quite oblivious to why he was nervous. As she closed the distance between them, his heart literally almost stopped. When she backed away, Shabaka was able to somewhat breathe normally. He wasn't a weakling and was injured by the bump like she inquired.

"N-No... I don't need medical."

He said to the woman before him. Or at least he did. It was a thought he wished he spoken aloud. Whom had heard him was the beast sealed within him. Laughter from within his subconscious mocked him, it was a boisterous and ruckus sound. It was the tailed-beast whom had caused trouble before, which had help those who actually needed medical assistance.

"I-I-I am fine. Thank you."
He responded sounding a bit more sure, as his nervousness subsided somewhat as a result of Shukaku making his presence known to Shabaka. It was a displeasing experience, but it allowed him to address the woman properly.

"Your hands are quite moist for us desert people."
Location: Old Sungakure > New Sunagakure
Post Order: Shabaka -> Kiyoka
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2
 

Yozu

Jonin
LEGENDARY
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The sound of a single heartbeat filled the empty room before her like a one man drum solo, Hariku had found herself staring directly at the mirror located in her room, the mirrors edge found itself cracked in each corner completely symmetrical, an analogy of what Hariku’s personality hides, Hariku’s shining purple eyes reflected off the mirror before her and back into her own, Hariku took all but one single inhale and exhale during this moment her eyes would close, as she’d have opened her eyes, before her is a visage of a malformed creature this is a pure representation of Hariku’s mental state, the creature in the mirror mimicked every move Hariku made yet Hariku wasn’t alarmed at all, for her this is a normal morning routine.

Weakness..

A void in her head echoed its voice raspy, deep and followed by a growl, this sent ripples down Hariku’s spine yet she didn't shudder, the voice rang true and harsh, yet Hariku simply smiled in the mirror, for you see Hariku is insane, she had lost her sanity a long time ago..

Before Hariku lay a single toothbrush. Some makeup essentials and a fresh set of wraps for her to wear, Hariku would leisurely reach for the brush, the creature in the mirror vanished, as she pushed the tooth brush in her mouth she incoherently mumbles.

Guess I get to do what I want today

As Hariku continued to brush her teeth, the very world around her seemed to rumble and shudder, dropping the brush from her mouth and onto the floor, Hariku’s hands found their way to her head, resting on each side of her head as she covers her ears and winces from the pain before her, while the world in true wasn’t rumbling or shuddering it was further revealing the instability of her mental fortitude, she clung to the sink her fingernails digging into the very ceramic materials of the sink leaving solid claw marks from her nails, she would grit her teeth and bellow from the bottom of her lungs.

ENOUGH!
Almost instantly the world around her came to a stand still, this left her with a pulsating headache for the moment, she would stumble forward, her long thick blonde hair ruffled and clearly agitated, she pulled open the curtains to her apartment complex, before her she sees the thriving town of Sunagakure, it’s markets and its people, she would simply inhale once more, with the aid of her signature magnet release, the wraps coiled itself around her arms, legs and body with relative ease, a single bead of sweat dropped from her forehead.
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As she stumbled once more toward the door, she reached for her signature red cloak, being in the land of scorching sun a robe of this material is good for natural shade to protect her fair complexion, as she had opened the door to her room, a bountiful ray of light shined itself on Hariku and directly into her face, temporarily blinding her, using her right hand and raised above her eyes just on level with her eyebrows she would see that before her the market of Sunagakure, the chattering of people and kids playing.

This gave Hariku a sense of ease and calm. Hariku was off-duty for the moment, she was simply going to enjoy the day in Sunagakure, meet new faces and see where the day takes her, unless she is called to duty by the Jonin Commander or the Kage himself.

Hariku took a single step out the doorway from her apartment complex, this felt like a heavy weight lifting from her shoulders the exposure of the sun rejuvenated her mental stability even if only briefly and temporarily, with the markets just in front of her, she decided that she’d at the very least try some exotic fruit and juices to start her day, even if the start to her day is hours after many others.

“Fresh Cactus juiceeee, sweet, sour, savory and it's the quenchiest!”

A voice caught her attention, that voice of a marketsman selling cactus juice, it's something she hasn’t tried before and is very keen in tasting something so “exotic” or so she thought, Hariku’s slender hand extended with some ryo for the merchant, exactly as it says on the sign

100 Ryo, no refunds

The Merchant would extend his own hand toward Hariku with the head of a cactus that inside it resided this green liquid, Hariku had simply raised an eyebrow as she was pretty sure she had just got scammed, yet. She still wished to try it, beside her the merchantman rubbed the back of his head, it was in his eyes a surely irredeemable product that only those with nothing left to drink should even consider, yet he smiled for he had created an exotic cactus juice, rather than made with raw cactus juice, it was made of the Cactus fruit known as the prickly pear.

“I hope you like it!”

The merchant would simply gulp.

Hariku had taken the makeshift cactus head cup up to her lips, she had closed her eyes as she would simply drink this fabled cactus juice, the flavors of a sweet earthy flavor soon filled her pallet, when taken the time to catch the scent of this cactus juice it even gave off a strawberry like scent, it seemed there was more to this juice than thought, it would seem this marketmans sales pitch wasn’t up to standard however as it would seem as a scam on the outside but it was a truly exotic drink that took even Hariku by surprise.

“It’s pretty good. Maybe don’t sell it in a cactus head though?”

Hariku mumbled, she wasn’t much of a speaker after only just having her a mental breakdown, Hariku would continue deeper into the market, not to be confused with an average citizen, Hariku is a full fledged Jonin with a very powerful array of Jutsu at her disposal, who know who or what she could find on her day out. Maybe she could meet new people or shinobi/kunoichi alike who are able to understand her mentality, she has been a Jonin long enough to be known by most of the Sunagakure Jonin, so she could easily be approached by them if they so wished.
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Location: Sunagakure Aparement complex -> Sunagakure Market
Post Order: Hariku > Any who wish to join will edit this if others do join.
Time Limit: 3 days

 

Mellow

Mythical
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As the golden hues of twilight painted the sky above Sunagakure, Oboro, the enigmatic shinobi and distant cousin of the vanished Kazekage Assistant, found solace atop the roof of his humble abode within New Sunagakure. Perched like a silent sentinel overlooking the bustling marketplace below, he allowed himself a moment of respite amidst the ceaseless rhythm of village life. Oboro's semi-dreaded locks danced in the warm breeze that swept through the Sand District, each strand swaying in synchrony with the gentle sway of the palm trees that dotted the landscape. His hair, a testament to his nomadic spirit and untamed nature, framed his angular features with an air of effortless coolness, strands of darkness contrasting against the desert sky. Leaning back against the sun-warmed tiles of the rooftop, basking in the soothing caress of the wind against his skin. For a fleeting moment, he allowed himself to be carried away by the ephemeral melodies of the desert, a silent witness to the ebb and flow of life below.

From his vantage point, Oboro watched as the denizens of Sunagakure went about their daily routines, each one a thread woven into the rich tapestry of village life. Merchants haggled over wares, their voices rising and falling in a cacophony of sound that blended seamlessly with the distant cries of children at play. The aroma of spices and exotic goods wafted through the air, mingling with the scent of sand and sweat that permeated the bustling marketplace. Memories of his vanished cousin, lingered at the forefront of his mind, a constant reminder of the mystery that shrouded her sudden disappearance during their move from the old location to the new one. Yet, even in the face of uncertainty, Oboro found solace in the simple pleasures of the present moment. With each breath of warm desert air that filled his lungs, he felt a renewed sense of purpose stirring within him.

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His keen gaze swept over the labyrinth of stalls and tents, each one a vibrant tapestry of color against the backdrop of the desert sands. But it was not the chaotic mosaic of the marketplace that held his attention, but rather a specific direction where his comrade, a kindred spirit in madness, was known to emerge. As if drawn by an invisible thread, Oboro's gaze honed in on a particular apartment complex nestled amidst the labyrinthine streets of the Sand District. From its weathered facade emerged a figure that elicited a wry grin from the stoic shinobi. It was none other than his fellow shinobi and confidante, Hariku, a woman whose eccentricity matched his own in its fervor and unpredictability. With a mixture of amusement and admiration, Oboro watched as his comrade, clad in her signature attire made her way through the throngs of villagers.

With the grace of a desert falcon, Oboro leaped from the rooftop, his body twisting and spinning through the air with effortless agility. As he plummeted towards the ground below, the wind whistling past his ears, he felt a surge of exhilaration course through his veins. This was his element, the boundless expanse of the sky his playground, and he reveled in the freedom it afforded him. As the ground rushed up to meet him, Oboro's keen eyes spotted his target—a nearby tent where his comrade, Hariku, was amidst a sea of people, a cactus juice gourd held firmly in her grasp. Oboro adjusted his trajectory mid-flight, his body contorting in a series of fluid movements as he aimed for his mark. In the blink of an eye, Oboro's feet made contact with the canvas roof of the tent, the fabric rippling beneath his weight before settling into a sturdy perch. With a deft twist of his body, he absorbed the momentum of his descent, landing with the precision of a seasoned acrobat. As he knelt upon the tent.

Well if it isn't Hariku, the insane wayward Kunoichi of the sand. It's been a while; How ya been?

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Location: Home Of Oboro (Roof) -> Sunagakure Market
Post Order: Hariku > Oboro
Time Limit:
3 days
 

Frea

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The way he was stuttering with a couple of responses he gave her made her very much question if he was all right or not. Noticing his blush got a bit darker made her think a possibility of it could've been the sun. She heard his voice once again telling her her hands were moistened despite living in the middle of the desert. She smiled at him before responding to the male she placed a loose strand of hair over her ears.



"I use hand cream to prevent them from getting dry. Nothing worse than having many cracking loose skin, right? And it easier to throw shurikens and Kunais."



As she explained to him she reached her hand down into her little back pouch and pulled out her hand cream which was in a basic and plain small container. Kiyoka opened up the lid before dipping her fingertips into the homemade mixture and softly took one of his hands in auto mode and gently massaged the hand cream into his dry hands, unaware of how they may look like a flirting couple to onlookers.



"Oh...Perhaps you should go inside soon, as you are very much red, could be the sun no?"



ggggggrrOOOOOWLLLLLLLL



She said until her stomach made a little bit of growl indicating she was a little bit hungry. Which made her blush red out of embarrassment at the loud growling noise.
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Location: Old Sungakure > New Sunagakure
Post Order: Shabaka -> Kiyoka
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2
 
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