[col]Ragged breaths escaped the young blonde as she fought against the sands which gave way under her every step as she struggled her way up the steep dune. The starlit sky came unto view over its peak as Yumi crested over the horizon, only a few scant seconds ahead of that determined straggler.
It was going to be fun!
Tears and sand stung her eyes as she tumbled head over heals over the top, collapsing and rolling her way from the peak towards the base just as the glint of metal in the bandit's hand reached the top of the dune.
Get out and see this majestic city by the ocean!
"If you stop running I promise I'll make it quick!" The gruff man called as he stood atop the sandy hill, breathing as heavily as she was while he watched her come to a rest at the dune's foot, her body half buried from the sudden stop.
Take a break from studies and relax for a week!
Vaguely hearing that malice filled voice from her sand filled burrow, Yumi hurriedly pulled herself free from what she hoped would be her sandy tomb. Her face, her hair and her clothes were all a sand covered mess, cold grains adhering to her face as she stood and began to run once more.
I am not cut out for this...
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A loud angry grunt of frustration called down from behind her as the man began to run down the side of the mountain of sand, perhaps only ten seconds of travel behind her. Suddenly a white reflection loomed on the horizon, a distorted reflection of the half-moon that hung over head in the skies. Dark curved silhouettes stood sparsely scattered around the reflective surface that seemed to be infinitely far away from the frantic girl. Gripping at a fleeting handhold in the smaller dune ahead of her the thought of freedom came to her, perhaps only if she could reach the safety of the oasis... perhaps she could escape him. It was naive and baseless, but her mind clung onto that delusion as a surge ef energy hit her, urging her to a full run down from the peak she had just crested.
...
It had been a relaxing night. She and her friend had been fast asleep under the stars, bundled up in sleeping bags to protect them from the cold as Naoki had suddenly awoke with a shout of alert. There had been a dozen of those marauders, though in the blur that followed there might as well have been a hundred. She was a coward and she knew it. Yumi heard the cries of pain from some of the bandits as she fled their camp as Naoki had urged her to do. She shouldn't have left though, it was abandoning her best friend but... what else could she have done? She was no shinobi. She was barely a student at this point.
Two had given chase after the escaping girl, and despite Naoki's best efforts to the contrary, one of the pair had escaped after Yumi before Naoki had to focus on defending herself. Perhaps Naoki had expected Yumi to be able to handle a single sword wielding bandit. She had dealt with threats before after all... imaginary ones, but those still counted... right? Even with all her training all Yumi could think to do was flee, leaving the sound of battle behind her as she ran as fast as her small body would carry her.
...
Somehow she found herself leaning on one of the trees, the cold air biting her flesh and lungs as she gasped for each and every breath she could handle. Had she made it? Was she really-, "You... you know, you shouldn't run girl." The taller leather clad man stopped his run, looking as exhausted as she was as he leaned over onto his knees, still clutching the thick curved blade. "It'll only make you die tired... and here I was just gonna take your stuff and leave the desert to have you. Now you've... you've gone and changed my mind." As he breathed heavily between his sentences he picked himself up, the dark moonlight hiding an even darker smile as he made his advance towards the one armed tree hugging child.
It was going to be fun!
Tears and sand stung her eyes as she tumbled head over heals over the top, collapsing and rolling her way from the peak towards the base just as the glint of metal in the bandit's hand reached the top of the dune.
Get out and see this majestic city by the ocean!
"If you stop running I promise I'll make it quick!" The gruff man called as he stood atop the sandy hill, breathing as heavily as she was while he watched her come to a rest at the dune's foot, her body half buried from the sudden stop.
Take a break from studies and relax for a week!
Vaguely hearing that malice filled voice from her sand filled burrow, Yumi hurriedly pulled herself free from what she hoped would be her sandy tomb. Her face, her hair and her clothes were all a sand covered mess, cold grains adhering to her face as she stood and began to run once more.
I am not cut out for this...
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A loud angry grunt of frustration called down from behind her as the man began to run down the side of the mountain of sand, perhaps only ten seconds of travel behind her. Suddenly a white reflection loomed on the horizon, a distorted reflection of the half-moon that hung over head in the skies. Dark curved silhouettes stood sparsely scattered around the reflective surface that seemed to be infinitely far away from the frantic girl. Gripping at a fleeting handhold in the smaller dune ahead of her the thought of freedom came to her, perhaps only if she could reach the safety of the oasis... perhaps she could escape him. It was naive and baseless, but her mind clung onto that delusion as a surge ef energy hit her, urging her to a full run down from the peak she had just crested.
...
It had been a relaxing night. She and her friend had been fast asleep under the stars, bundled up in sleeping bags to protect them from the cold as Naoki had suddenly awoke with a shout of alert. There had been a dozen of those marauders, though in the blur that followed there might as well have been a hundred. She was a coward and she knew it. Yumi heard the cries of pain from some of the bandits as she fled their camp as Naoki had urged her to do. She shouldn't have left though, it was abandoning her best friend but... what else could she have done? She was no shinobi. She was barely a student at this point.
Two had given chase after the escaping girl, and despite Naoki's best efforts to the contrary, one of the pair had escaped after Yumi before Naoki had to focus on defending herself. Perhaps Naoki had expected Yumi to be able to handle a single sword wielding bandit. She had dealt with threats before after all... imaginary ones, but those still counted... right? Even with all her training all Yumi could think to do was flee, leaving the sound of battle behind her as she ran as fast as her small body would carry her.
...
Somehow she found herself leaning on one of the trees, the cold air biting her flesh and lungs as she gasped for each and every breath she could handle. Had she made it? Was she really-, "You... you know, you shouldn't run girl." The taller leather clad man stopped his run, looking as exhausted as she was as he leaned over onto his knees, still clutching the thick curved blade. "It'll only make you die tired... and here I was just gonna take your stuff and leave the desert to have you. Now you've... you've gone and changed my mind." As he breathed heavily between his sentences he picked himself up, the dark moonlight hiding an even darker smile as he made his advance towards the one armed tree hugging child.