When it's Bright Dec 3, 2011 20:04:16 GMT -8
Post by ❥SKETCHPAD on Dec 3, 2011 20:04:16 GMT -8
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It had been seven years since May had nearly escaped death, seven years since she was just a normal Genin, ignorant and arrogant with the life of a Shinobi. But that day changed something in everyone, what it exactly was May would never know, but she knew one thing: she was blessed. She was nearly crushed by a meteorite, and somehow managed to dive underground, and squirm into a tunnel. It sounded silly, but the process of slowly slipping through the soil was retched. But, she was alive and well, and that’s all that would count.
May was a very different woman, along with age came maturity. She was no longer that rude, disrespectful and snotty girl she used to be. Sure, she was stubborn and maybe a little obnoxious around people she was close to, but she would never treat a stranger with such disrespect as she had when she was younger – not without reason of course. May had grown a few inches, and enhanced through her womanly-hood, but overall had the same appearance. Her hair still chopped short, her clothes still light weight and easy to move around in, the only thing that seemed to be missing was her headband – which she began to leave at home while she just went out for a stroll or to train. But, despite her looks and alternated attitude, there was still much more that could be considered different. May, overall, was stronger. She had passed the Chuunin exams the earlier year and had started training very hard ever since, improving every bit of her technique. At the looks of things, she felt confident that she would become a great ninja someday.
Though, being herself, May didn’t dwell on anything. She never thought about how much she’d changed, or how hard everything was going to become, all she seemed to care about was the present day – what she could do in that very moment to make something better. This positive attitude had been obtained over the past years, and May had grown to adopt a like for it. So, as she strolled through the village, the sun shining down on her and filling her with warmth, she thought about what she would do today. The new Konoha was much different, since everything had to be built from scratch, but small businesses had to starter to pop up here and there, and not feeling quite in the mood for training, May slipped into the nearest one.
It was a quaint place, small enough to be considered a shack. Inside were various things – jewels, porcelain dolls, several different kinds of scrolls, and other random things lying about. May didn’t used to be one to stop and smell the roses, but lately she had wanted to experience her life to the fullest, to reach out and grab whatever she could get. So she moved across the floor swiftly, stopping at a shelf with multiple types of herbs and ointments to browse through.
OOC: Sorry idk what you wanted and I don't have much inspiration right now :P
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