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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2014 12:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 3:12 pm
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The rain around the area started; it wasn't uncommon for that area to have storms. However there was something different about this- something that overwhelmed the area. It was a lot darker, it had a lot more lightning... It was the type of storm that welcomed a demon. And so it was. Nana's wings hung at her side, shielding her from the storm that had followed her for days. She was hungry- starving. She had eaten a few animals on her journey over... Or fleeing. She was running from her home. Her home... Nana's home was Kusagakure. And now it was gone, the rats of Kirigakure taking it. The first day she had angrily planned her revenge, but then only pain settled in. Other than the feeling of home, what had she lost? Nothing. She had no friends. In the flames she lost only objects, and found clarity. Klyne had taken it upon itself to stay out of her head the pass few days- she was so thankful. However it made her feel more alone. The second day she had cried- stumbling over and over the roots of trees as she made her escape. The third she didn't move at all, and the fourth she had murdered an entire rural village.
To others, she probably looked like the most demonic thing they had ever seen in their lives. Wings as dark as night, and larger than her body- so large they dragged on the ground behind her. The tail was also an anomaly, which had pointed spikes at the end. Her entire body was drenched in rain, despite her wings attempting to protect her. Her entire body was warm; an internal hearth that would never go away. Under her ragged hair, her rippled eyes glowed. So when she knocked on the door to the lonely cottage, she expected trouble. She expected the person behind the door to scream- which she would need to murder. Nana expected more pain, but she still knocked in hope of finding warm food and water... for at least the night.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 3:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 3:35 pm
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A pleasant surprise after the hell she had to go through. The door swung open, and a kind voice welcomed her in.. even after seeing the sight of her. Nana left no time for her to change her mind, instead she stepped in. Not wanting to be rude, her natural heat ran throughout her body and automatically dried herself before a drop of water get get on the floor. Nana shut the door softly with her tail before trudging over and sliding into a seat, exhaustion rolling over her. She studied the person carefully before coming up with her hypothesis. "Kumo's Kage, nice to know you are alive. I had heard you guys were wiped out as we were." One of the youngest jounin in Kusagakure sat before her, a little timid. Were there enemies still in strife, or would they become allies? Nana was open to both, though she preferred the latter. Nana decided to take it upon herself to pour her own scotch, sipping it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 3:45 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 9:46 pm
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She listened, nodding along. The wolf was cute, but she wasn't good with animals. "Thanks, I'll take you up on that offer. I don't mind the lack of water." She bit her tongue, gathering her thoughts. "My name is Nana, I lack a last name due to my family being..." She didn't finish the sentence, the stranger wouldn't care of information like that. She passed the scotch when she stood, going to the back room to clean up. After a few minutes, she submerged feeling a lot better, a lot more open. So she decided to tell her side of the story.
"They came during the night, and Kusagakure wasn't prepared. You would think we would be, seeing as we were about to go to war with Konoha. But no, most of us were away on missions. Bad planning on the Kage's part, whom I blame for it all. Kya was a b***h that couldn't handle the power... and now I'm left without a home. I wandered for a while, threw a tantrum and ended up here." She ended the story like that, staring into the fire and sipping on scotch. She was starting to get tipsy... Her first time drinking.
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 7:33 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 12:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 1:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 7:15 pm
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