Drifter [O]

[jobo]

A blur of lines moved quickly across the roof tops, the girl wrapped in a heavy woolen cloak to protect her from the rain. She would stand still upon a large pipe that went over one of the buildings, her cloak blowing gently in the breeze. Her hood was pulled up tightly around her face, only one looking closely could easily make out her other features besides her aqua blue eyes. The hilt of a Katana made an appearance over her right shoulder where she would be able to draw it easily from it's scabbard. Standing stark still she seemed to be staring out into the distance at something, or perhaps nothing. Unknown to many she could not actually see, most didn't notice this however due to her eyes not showing any sort of difference then it normally would be. Her thoughts these days only rested upon one thing, the knowledge that her father was slain out on a mission, doing the one thing he taught her was the greatest achievement one could receive, to be a ninja.

She scoffed quietly to herself, not so sure about that. If it was so great then how come he ended up dead? What was so great about becoming something that only put you at risk, something that only broke the hearts of those who waited, hoping you would return to them. "Chi Chi-San..." she whispered gently as she issued three low sounds, using her sonar ability to form a 3D image of the enviroment around her. So far it seemed she was alone, a sigh escaped her lips. Alone was how she was always now a days, the only thing she adored most gone, no friends to count on that would not make fun of her for her handicap. Although it was now one of her greatest treasures, she would not trade anything to have her sight back, it was what made her special, a trademark.

Perhaps today she would not be alone, maybe this was the lucky day she would finally find someone to talk to. That was one of the main reasons she drifted about, from the village to the city, and back. In hopes that one day she would make a friend, perhaps form a team and find someone who did not think less of her because her inability to use her eyes. She adjusted her headband slightly, pulling it down over her eyes, although they were normal in looks that still felt the same when pummelled by water. A slight breeze would blow her cloak as she waited, "Today is the day..."

[Exit for now]