Hifumi lifts her arm to shield her eyes as they adjust to the change from the darker hallway of the academy to a clear and bright desert sky. She let out an annoyed sigh as she thought about what she was going to do with the better part of an afternoon. Classes were done for the day and today was supposed to be her rest day in her training routine. She had even finished her assigned chores back home. Briefly contemplating going back to the training ground and pushing off her rest day again, Hifumi’s shoulders drop as she decides she needs to stick to what her teachers laid out for them. Dejectedly, she steps away from the Academy and decides to find something that will pass the time until she is due home.
“What to do? What to do?”
Hifumi talks to herself as she walks down the street doing her best to hug the wall and stay in the shade offered by buildings and awnings. The street appeared to be almost empty as most of the citizens seemed to have decided to avoid as much of the hot Suna afternoon as they could. As she walks, Hifumi spots a small pebble a little ahead of her. A bored kid, a seemingly empty street, and a small pebble, it doesn’t take a scientist to figure out what happens next. Hifumi swings her foot backwards and then forwards and kicks the pebble down the street. Apparently underestimating the strength of her kick, the pebble goes flying after contact. She gasps as her eyes travel up hoping no one is in the path of the little missile.
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[WC:276]
“What to do? What to do?”
Hifumi talks to herself as she walks down the street doing her best to hug the wall and stay in the shade offered by buildings and awnings. The street appeared to be almost empty as most of the citizens seemed to have decided to avoid as much of the hot Suna afternoon as they could. As she walks, Hifumi spots a small pebble a little ahead of her. A bored kid, a seemingly empty street, and a small pebble, it doesn’t take a scientist to figure out what happens next. Hifumi swings her foot backwards and then forwards and kicks the pebble down the street. Apparently underestimating the strength of her kick, the pebble goes flying after contact. She gasps as her eyes travel up hoping no one is in the path of the little missile.
[MFT]
[WC:276]