Training Grounds Apr 7, 2013 17:51:27 GMT -5
Post by Irobashi on Apr 7, 2013 17:51:27 GMT -5
Dark purple nails with a dark air to them faced the sky where it cast light to race across their edges. Miak's hands with locked together, palms up, over her head as she stretched her arms and back outward before letting them drop back down at her sides. Her thick blue braid swayed behind her down at her knees while her sleeves moved with her all the same. Her green and yellow gaze scanned the surrounding area for the people her scroll had named. Peh, she would await them in a suitable area that wasn't taken over by those her paper had not beckoned her to pester.
While having a team felt like a leap of faith that she'd been waiting for, it was also deteriorating her mood. She hated meeting new people, even if she didn't outright show unwarranted aggression towards them. The lack of trust in them was part of it on top of lack of knowledge on their personalities and behavior. She always chose to say that it was the actions of others that determined what kind of person they were, not their family backgrounds or whatever tall tales that they could come up with. She'd observe them for the time being and play nice, in silence. Being able to trust her team one day was a nice thought.. Her team. That too had a nice ring to it.
She continued on her stroll, slowing dramatically in comparison to the speed from before. That was another fun idea.. Almost like a game. Do not show them everything until they enlist their doubt through action. There was no need to show off or display everything she could do. Now that she thought about it... What COULD she do? Huhn.. It's not like she had much to display anyways.
Her expression shifted as her frown tightened out of dislike, the right corner pulling back with a sigh vented through her nose. She prayed they'd show soon, for leaving her to her thoughts proved just as tiring as running a lap around the world.