Sunaku Niwa wrote:
The lesson has been approved, the list of students is in hand. All that needed was for her students to arrive. After all no lesson can begin without students to teach. Thats when it hit her, she had forgotten to tell her students. Quickly she scribed onto four scrolls, each one with the same message. Just as usual a courier randomly appeared from thin area and was given the scrolls that told her students to come to the gate. There we go they should be arriving short, after all that is the fastest courier I know, the Sunaku thought to herself with a smile.
Of course the Sunaku was dressed in her normal attire, though she did have her chuunin vest on for once, that for some odd reason had been redone in a black. It still sported the swirls placed upon it, but it was also thinner as though to look more stylish then usable. Not to mention the Sunaku had made sure to store a rather fair amount of sand within her own body if needed for something later. Not to mention she also had herself a nice little pack mule, a sand clone, holding all her stuff for the trip.I have everything too right...lets see thats a check...check on that too...food ya got that a check...baked goods....oh god nooo! I think I for...oh wait no there they are! The Sunaku was now running through a checklist within her mind which was obviously unstable.
[Note: Okay people, the lesson starts now!]
Little Hirosue's ears suddenly perked up at the sound of footsteps running.
Round and round she looked and turned, but saw no one coming.
Why do I get the nagging feeling I heard that somewhere before?
Little Hirosue almost jumped out of her skin when she looked in front of her!
At the sight of the familiar figure before her, Niwa-senpai's mail courier.
Popping around like a mushroom as always, trying to kill her with a heart attack. Grr.
Little Suweh then slowly raised an eyebrow in anger at the figure.
You again! Why does it have to be you? She mentally shouted.
I hate your face! You! You! You! I hate you! Mentally shouting again and again.
Little Hirosue surprised herself, noticing what she was doing.
Frowning horribly in front of her teacher's courier as the scroll was handed out.
She gingerly snatched the parchment and took a wary step back.
Little Suweh began reading the scroll then asked, "How's Teacher Niwa?"
But the courier was gone. Nowhere to be found. No manners. Grr.
"You owe me a bump on the head and don't you forget that!"
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Moments later . . .
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Little Hirosue was now standing in front of the massive gates.
Quietly sucking on a little green pacifier on her mouth peacefully.
A backpack filled with things on a nearby wooden bench.
Little Suweh then looked curiously at her little new friend.
Towards a little brown stuffed toy sitting on her shoulder.
Saya, the brown teddy bear smiled back with her button eyes.
Little Hirosue noticed a woman at the far side wearing a black Chuunin vest.
And wondered when would she be able to wear one like that.
It was stylish with all the swirls in the thin manner of things.
Little Suweh began to grow bored of waiting for everybody.
And began wondering how long the Chuunin can maintain her sand clone. Forever perhaps?
Where's Niwa-senpai? Where's everybody? Late? Wah..?
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