Senri Lightning Dojo. (Stronghold, Training, Open)
Apr 25, 2017 18:54:30 GMT -7
Post by ningyo on Apr 25, 2017 18:54:30 GMT -7
Training Raiton – Soudoki no Jutsu (Thunder Style – Double Protector Technique): 0 / 80
Post Two of Eight.
The girl felt his slightly large finger's in her hair which was fairly kempt at the top, brushing through it almost. In a way? The motion was comforting. Ningyo made no objections as he performed this action but still, she did not do anything along the lines of smiling either. Anything like showing an outward sign of happiness like a smile would likely come after something more negative broke her inexpressive mask.
The child had no expected the newcomers to speak to her, honestly unless Shiki regarded her most people who came and went did not really notice her. Satsu was often ignored of her own design for if she removed her muddy brown contacts and stopped applying skin tone make up over her facial markings than she would be damn hard to miss. In fact, if she stopped hiding certain traits she would be downright impossible to miss, for now, thought she was happy being invisible.
Ningyo was unsure if she was supposed to listen to the man speaking to her. Honestly? The only person she knew who was allowed to order her about was Shiki! Right now she decide how much weight other's around the dojo held she guessed. Clearly, an intruder held no weight, but this was different he was looking to become a member so what she should do regarding this and his request.
Eventually, after several moments the young girl stood up entirely drafted by the canine that stood alongside her. Between Sango, Shiki and Ningyo the young girl was clearly the least eye-catching expect for her slightly messy hair, the most catchy thing was her pink skirt. "Alright" she spoke softly as she decided she heed the request of the man though she did not understand it.
Ningyo lifted her small hand out, revealing the slightly dotted pattern of the lightning that had irritated her skin. Entirely honest it could not be really classed as any bad sort of burn. Simply put? Her skin was a few shades redder, of course on someone who was nearly pale as bone already, that sort of mark actually looked quite bad. In spite of appearances though, Satsu was fine and could even still feel the lightning pulsing through her ready for her next move.
Post Two of Eight.
The girl felt his slightly large finger's in her hair which was fairly kempt at the top, brushing through it almost. In a way? The motion was comforting. Ningyo made no objections as he performed this action but still, she did not do anything along the lines of smiling either. Anything like showing an outward sign of happiness like a smile would likely come after something more negative broke her inexpressive mask.
The child had no expected the newcomers to speak to her, honestly unless Shiki regarded her most people who came and went did not really notice her. Satsu was often ignored of her own design for if she removed her muddy brown contacts and stopped applying skin tone make up over her facial markings than she would be damn hard to miss. In fact, if she stopped hiding certain traits she would be downright impossible to miss, for now, thought she was happy being invisible.
Ningyo was unsure if she was supposed to listen to the man speaking to her. Honestly? The only person she knew who was allowed to order her about was Shiki! Right now she decide how much weight other's around the dojo held she guessed. Clearly, an intruder held no weight, but this was different he was looking to become a member so what she should do regarding this and his request.
Eventually, after several moments the young girl stood up entirely drafted by the canine that stood alongside her. Between Sango, Shiki and Ningyo the young girl was clearly the least eye-catching expect for her slightly messy hair, the most catchy thing was her pink skirt. "Alright" she spoke softly as she decided she heed the request of the man though she did not understand it.
Ningyo lifted her small hand out, revealing the slightly dotted pattern of the lightning that had irritated her skin. Entirely honest it could not be really classed as any bad sort of burn. Simply put? Her skin was a few shades redder, of course on someone who was nearly pale as bone already, that sort of mark actually looked quite bad. In spite of appearances though, Satsu was fine and could even still feel the lightning pulsing through her ready for her next move.