one_long_mission | [Open] Where in the-

There she was, minding her own damn business, needing to get intel for a mission she had in a few hours, but of course she couldn't care less about that until an hour before leaving, but, well no, okay, moral of the sentence: she was minding her own business. Really. Honest for once she really was. Except that Aoba guy was near by so- Wait, no, not the point.

It was sunny, beautiful, and to make it perfect, she had a belly full of sake and dango. Happy as a clam, she decided to nap on the grass (after spying on Aoba for a while- shut up). And as if the weather went all bipolar, schitzo on her, it started to rain. The rude awakening was already bad, but to find herself in soaking wet grass and a steady downpour as if it was never sunny to begin with, just added levels of uncool. She jumped to her feet, trying to shake off the mud, but the downpour took care of that (look silver lining) while it transformed her more into a drowned rat than she ever wanted to be.

What nonsense is this? Where the hell did the sun go?

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He'd been walking under the umbrella in his hands, it was waterproofed wood, with his white coat pulled up around his face when he'd practically tripped over Anko, only her sudden motions stopping him from failing to notice her entirely.

She'd blended in with the flood water.

Not that he'd say as much.

"...Anko-san?"

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