Otome had just finished smoking a cigarette away from the Academy before her radio began to burst with static.
"Otome, do you copy?'
She sighed before adjusting her headset.
"Copy," the kunoichi said with a tone flat with defeat.
"There's been a disturbance at the Academy, and we need you to investigate."
"What kind of disturbance?'
"We don't know the exact details, but eye witness accounts so far involve two students and a dog."
Otome pinched the bridge of her nose as she furrowed her brow and stifled a scream.
"You've got to be joking."
"Jesus Saito, I am not a damn babysitter!"
The operative communicating with her from his remote location scoffed.
"You're lucky you're not back at the academy yourself," he said coldly. "So be grateful you're still a shinobi, do what your superiors tell you to do, and for Raiden's sake, do not kill anyone! Do I make myself clear?"
A few seconds passed as Otome repressed the thought of running the man through with her blade.
"Copy that. Over and out."
Otome maneuvered her way through the streets of Kumogakure-no-Sato until she reached its prestigious shinobi academy. As she walked past a few students, she overheard them talking about an altercation in the cafeteria involving no other than two students and a talking dog.
"Well, that's great," she thought as she rushed to her destination, only to see a familiar face trying to wrestle with an over-sized dog.
"He's going to get mauled!" she worried in horror as she placed her hand over the hilt of her sword, stopping before grabbing it only because of the man's warning. Instead, she sighed and put on a display of false discipline as she marched through the crowd towards the two.
"Enough!" she shouted, dispersing the crowd somewhat. "What is the meaning of this commotion?"
"Otome, do you copy?'
She sighed before adjusting her headset.
"Copy," the kunoichi said with a tone flat with defeat.
"There's been a disturbance at the Academy, and we need you to investigate."
"What kind of disturbance?'
"We don't know the exact details, but eye witness accounts so far involve two students and a dog."
Otome pinched the bridge of her nose as she furrowed her brow and stifled a scream.
"You've got to be joking."
"Jesus Saito, I am not a damn babysitter!"
The operative communicating with her from his remote location scoffed.
"You're lucky you're not back at the academy yourself," he said coldly. "So be grateful you're still a shinobi, do what your superiors tell you to do, and for Raiden's sake, do not kill anyone! Do I make myself clear?"
A few seconds passed as Otome repressed the thought of running the man through with her blade.
"Copy that. Over and out."
Otome maneuvered her way through the streets of Kumogakure-no-Sato until she reached its prestigious shinobi academy. As she walked past a few students, she overheard them talking about an altercation in the cafeteria involving no other than two students and a talking dog.
"Well, that's great," she thought as she rushed to her destination, only to see a familiar face trying to wrestle with an over-sized dog.
"He's going to get mauled!" she worried in horror as she placed her hand over the hilt of her sword, stopping before grabbing it only because of the man's warning. Instead, she sighed and put on a display of false discipline as she marched through the crowd towards the two.
"Enough!" she shouted, dispersing the crowd somewhat. "What is the meaning of this commotion?"