The Santaru leaned against the pillar of IchiRaku Ramen. The shop was busy as usual, people yelling their orders and the chef bustling here and there to satisfy their request. The ANBU took a quiet spot in the cornee of the spot, her ANBU mask which was styled in the fashion of a fox with slits for eyes. Today, Soku was tense. She had been tense since the past week. Her left arm was wrapped in a sling, a injury from the misson she had sustained from the Frost shinobi. Soon, when that time came, all these shops, all these people, who knew how much damage would be sustained. A random patron whom was entertaining the crowd doing some odd tricks with cards he had hidden up his sleeve turned towards the Santaru, a look of glee on his face when he recgonized the ANBU uniform."Heya! ANBU girl! Wanna help me do a joke?!"Soku sat motionless and the ramen owner paled as he recgonized what a grave mistake the comedian had done. Her red gleaming Sharingan which loomed out at the joker through her mask began to give him second thoughts as a trickle of sweat broke out."Does it look like I want to play your little game?"The man backed away shaking hjs head nervously."N-No.
Of course not. Please forgive me!"
Sighing, the girl took a swig of the drink she had, black brewed tea. How the hell could these people be so at ease with the threat of a village at the forefront. Soku needed someone to talk to, if only he had recieved the clone she had sent out. He had been transferred out of the branch and ever since then, she felt lonely. He was like a brother to her but there was a huge gap in their interaction now. Being in the ANBU, she know understood what it felt to be cut off. From your friends, your loved ones. Ziren fell under another Sennin now and she shook her head."Damn it Ziren. I miss you."She whispered to herself taking another drink watching the joker do his trick trying to rip herself from her negative thoughts.
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Of course not. Please forgive me!"
Sighing, the girl took a swig of the drink she had, black brewed tea. How the hell could these people be so at ease with the threat of a village at the forefront. Soku needed someone to talk to, if only he had recieved the clone she had sent out. He had been transferred out of the branch and ever since then, she felt lonely. He was like a brother to her but there was a huge gap in their interaction now. Being in the ANBU, she know understood what it felt to be cut off. From your friends, your loved ones. Ziren fell under another Sennin now and she shook her head."Damn it Ziren. I miss you."She whispered to herself taking another drink watching the joker do his trick trying to rip herself from her negative thoughts.
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