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one_long_mission2013-09-03 10:24 pm
first_host) wrote in one_long_mission2013-09-03 10:24 pm
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For once, one of the very rarest of moments had occurred. Mito was not the type to get lost or not know the layout of the village between Konoha and Uzushio as if it were the back of her very hand. This time, however, she'd ended up on the outskirts of Michi no Sato with confusion apparent on her face, not sure how she'd taken a wrong turn. Or, even, what this village was.
Tapping the side of her chin with her forefinger she quietly investigated the area right outside of the little village, not sure what to make of it or even if it were friendly. Even with the foundation of the ninja villages, tensions were still high if one were not careful. Steps were light and quiet as she moved from cover to cover, even if her cover was rather easily blown by the fairly ornate kimono and crimson colored hair.
If anything, the woman may have appeared almost skittish to the casual onlooker, or as if a spy of some shape or form.
Tapping the side of her chin with her forefinger she quietly investigated the area right outside of the little village, not sure what to make of it or even if it were friendly. Even with the foundation of the ninja villages, tensions were still high if one were not careful. Steps were light and quiet as she moved from cover to cover, even if her cover was rather easily blown by the fairly ornate kimono and crimson colored hair.
If anything, the woman may have appeared almost skittish to the casual onlooker, or as if a spy of some shape or form.