Dinner date v2! [P]
Sept 19, 2011 10:16:05 GMT -8
Post by Areru on Sept 19, 2011 10:16:05 GMT -8
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So- What was the time?
It wasn’t that she had been waiting here for long- No, Areru had merely been standing at the doors of the academy for a few minutes now, four at the most, but for her, it felt as if time had halted to a complete standstill. Why meet her at the academy though, and at this time? It only pointed to a few things that she could think of- It was either that he taught in the academy, or truly he had never become a genin and kept re-taking his genin exam in there. Of course, the latter of which she doubted very much as he seemed to have quite an intelligent air about him, so the came to the conclusion that he probably worked at the academy as some kind of teacher- Or a cleaner. Either way, his occupation obviously had to do with working with young children. For some reason- She couldn’t imagine Adiemus doing that.
But then again, as she herself had told him, she wanted to become an ANBU later on in time should her Kage- The newly promoted Atlas, allow it. Of course she was sure that he’d have no problem with giving her such a title, but would she be ready for it? After all, it would be quite daunting having to kill people- But as long as it was for the good of Kumogakure and the person in question had done something that was an offence worth executing them for, it was fair enough, right? Shrugging a little bit to herself as thoughts relayed through her head she’d wait outside the academy with her arms casually crossed about her, her clothing sticking to her thin frame- It wasn’t all that cold as of now, so there was no need for a coat, so she currently wore what she wore each and every day- Nothing really different, which put her aside from other girls who’s usually dress up implicitly for boys.
But she didn’t really mean to put Adiemus off by it of course- It wasn’t as if she didn’t care- She had made sure that she looked nice, but she didn’t make an effort so that it was overly visible. And yet here she waited for him- She didn’t mind at all if he was going to be late of course, she was pretty cool that way but, should he not turn up, she’d be disappointed to say the very least. Taking her left hand and running it though her almost jet-black hair (although tinged with green, making it quite a peculiar shade), she’d then move back and lean against the wall, the sky above grey and cloudy, signalling that surely it was either going to rain, or that storm was approaching. Of course, having lived in Kumogakure all of her life, she didn’t care about these kinds of weather any more.