That scheming old man!
To an external observer, what was happening here was that a tall girl with pink-ish orange hair, who was walking around tending to her business until a moment ago, had out of a sudden stopped in the middle of the street and started yelling at nothing.
For those who knew her, this was nothing new with Mirei Uchiha, the recently promoted Genin: she had always been prone to walking around with this perfectly mannered, exquisite facade, only to abruptly fly into explosive fits of rage seemingly out of the blue, with no apparent rhyme nor reason.
Go out for groceries, fetch the newspaper, pick up Mizuki at school on your way back: "you need to prove your trustworthiness now that you're a Genin"? Yeah right! You just wanted to push your work on me!
With a deep sigh, the girl tried to calm down. It was clear her father, the target of this outburst of rage, had successfully sweet-talked her into doing his share of the chores: getting angry over it was going to accomplish nothing now, and besides, until she finally got the go-ahead to start taking on quests it wasn't like she had anything better to do all day. Still, she couldn't really help but feel frustrated at the whole situation: was this really all she could do to prove she was worthy of being a Genin?
But still, there was no point in wondering about that right now: still grumbling, Mirei turned around, resumed her walk at a slightly faster pace... And promptly bumped into a person she had failed to notice. So much for situational awareness being a key trait for a shinobi.
Ouch, what the hell? Watch where you're going!
She angrily exclaimed: of course she was the one at fault here, because she was the one who wasn't watching where she was going... But of course, she wasn't going to admit as much anytime soon. Her pride wouldn't allow her to do so.
WC: 333
(OOC note: so yeah, the plan is for this to be a very basic first roleplay, a straightforward idle interaction between Mirei and the person she bumped into. This person can be anyone who feels like coming in and posting, first come first served. Also, feel free to make up any kind of previous connection between your character and mine, like I dunno, maybe she was your underclassman in school, or maybe you know her parents, or maybe you're from the same clan. As long as it makes sense for you to act like you already know her, I'll gladly play along)
To an external observer, what was happening here was that a tall girl with pink-ish orange hair, who was walking around tending to her business until a moment ago, had out of a sudden stopped in the middle of the street and started yelling at nothing.
For those who knew her, this was nothing new with Mirei Uchiha, the recently promoted Genin: she had always been prone to walking around with this perfectly mannered, exquisite facade, only to abruptly fly into explosive fits of rage seemingly out of the blue, with no apparent rhyme nor reason.
Go out for groceries, fetch the newspaper, pick up Mizuki at school on your way back: "you need to prove your trustworthiness now that you're a Genin"? Yeah right! You just wanted to push your work on me!
With a deep sigh, the girl tried to calm down. It was clear her father, the target of this outburst of rage, had successfully sweet-talked her into doing his share of the chores: getting angry over it was going to accomplish nothing now, and besides, until she finally got the go-ahead to start taking on quests it wasn't like she had anything better to do all day. Still, she couldn't really help but feel frustrated at the whole situation: was this really all she could do to prove she was worthy of being a Genin?
But still, there was no point in wondering about that right now: still grumbling, Mirei turned around, resumed her walk at a slightly faster pace... And promptly bumped into a person she had failed to notice. So much for situational awareness being a key trait for a shinobi.
Ouch, what the hell? Watch where you're going!
She angrily exclaimed: of course she was the one at fault here, because she was the one who wasn't watching where she was going... But of course, she wasn't going to admit as much anytime soon. Her pride wouldn't allow her to do so.
WC: 333
(OOC note: so yeah, the plan is for this to be a very basic first roleplay, a straightforward idle interaction between Mirei and the person she bumped into. This person can be anyone who feels like coming in and posting, first come first served. Also, feel free to make up any kind of previous connection between your character and mine, like I dunno, maybe she was your underclassman in school, or maybe you know her parents, or maybe you're from the same clan. As long as it makes sense for you to act like you already know her, I'll gladly play along)