Huh... What a day to be caught out in a late autumn rainstorm. The red-headed kunoichi sighed as the rain splashed at her ankles even beneath her umbrella, frowning at the wet and increasingly muddy sandals she wore. She'd have to take a hot bath after this to get the feeling back in her toes, and the thought of said bath comforted her in the downpour.
At least she had dropped off the child she had been watching for that D-Rank, with the slip that confirmed her mission completion in her pocket. So it was while she was on her way back that she spotted an unusual figure in a warm tea shop -- someone she could recognize as Uchiha, seeing as he had that look about him. No umbrella, either...
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Damn her conscious. Adela approached then, closing her umbrella as her good eye wandered over his packages and such before a gentle expression fell on him, "Excuse me, sir, are you here waiting out the storm?"
I don't even play an Uchiha character here and I shrieked on seeing this.
At least she had dropped off the child she had been watching for that D-Rank, with the slip that confirmed her mission completion in her pocket. So it was while she was on her way back that she spotted an unusual figure in a warm tea shop -- someone she could recognize as Uchiha, seeing as he had that look about him. No umbrella, either...
...
Damn her conscious. Adela approached then, closing her umbrella as her good eye wandered over his packages and such before a gentle expression fell on him, "Excuse me, sir, are you here waiting out the storm?"