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One leg would now cross over the other as the young woman would observe over the gathered crowd of people here. Of course they'd treat her like some sort of important figure here-- Jokes on them, though, because Haru knew that Haruka would've come to this place whether or not she was wanted. After all, the young woman was very curious as to the development of the country's brightest and best. With her elbow planted against the arm of whatever chair she was sitting in, she'd watch with dazzling golden eyes. There was simply nothing like watching the youth of a nation go after one another in the sake of sport, eh? What the shinobi world considered sport was. . . well, nice, right? Hahaha, oh dear. Soon there after, the Daimyo would push herself up to a stand and she would step closer and closer. She felt so far away from the heart of the action. Was it that they thought her frail and that she'd end up swept away in such a crowd? Well, those coordinators were wrong. She wanted to be closer to the action. Grabbing onto the protective railing of the little booth, she would move to swing one leg over the rail and suddenly. . . She'd feel a hand grapple at her shoulder.
<COLOR color="#9922AA">"Hey! What are you doing? Have you gone crazy?!" It was only natural that Maiya was looking out for her sister. . . After all, something had been absurdly off with the woman here as of late. She just didn't know how to place her finger on it. She could feel it in her bones, though. There was something way too wrong with her dear sister. "You can't just do shit like this, Sis. You know who you are? You're going to make people piss their pants in fear." Maiya would furrow her brow now, though. . . There was something darker here. It felt way too strange for her tastes. Ripping her hand away from Haruka, she'd notice the older sibling turn to take a look at her.
It was in her eyes. Whatever had been. . . "Lurking" as she would always put it. . . It was there. Why? She wasn't sure.
"Oh, shove it, Baby Sister." Haru would laugh now, reaching out with absurdly fast speed. Her hand would now grasp onto Maiya's wrist and using a bit of her strength, she'd make Maiya swing around onto her back in a 'piggy back' type of position. "This'll be fun, I promise." Holding onto her sister's legs, she'd use her foot to propel the two away from the booth, and down to the levels below. She wasn't lying when she said she wanted to be closer~. Maiya, though, didn't really seem amused with the events, screaming her head off and nearly strangling her as they made their descent. Hell, it wasn't even that far! Crazy kid was always afraid of heights, though.
Swiftly, the young woman and her sister would now drop down to the lowest and closest level in an empty space, and she'd pace forward, letting her sister down off of her back--- who immediately dropped down to her knees in a shaken panic.
"I-I REALLY hate you, whatever you are."
"I'm your sister, aren't I?" Queue devilish smile here.
One leg would now cross over the other as the young woman would observe over the gathered crowd of people here. Of course they'd treat her like some sort of important figure here-- Jokes on them, though, because Haru knew that Haruka would've come to this place whether or not she was wanted. After all, the young woman was very curious as to the development of the country's brightest and best. With her elbow planted against the arm of whatever chair she was sitting in, she'd watch with dazzling golden eyes. There was simply nothing like watching the youth of a nation go after one another in the sake of sport, eh? What the shinobi world considered sport was. . . well, nice, right? Hahaha, oh dear. Soon there after, the Daimyo would push herself up to a stand and she would step closer and closer. She felt so far away from the heart of the action. Was it that they thought her frail and that she'd end up swept away in such a crowd? Well, those coordinators were wrong. She wanted to be closer to the action. Grabbing onto the protective railing of the little booth, she would move to swing one leg over the rail and suddenly. . . She'd feel a hand grapple at her shoulder.
<COLOR color="#9922AA">"Hey! What are you doing? Have you gone crazy?!" It was only natural that Maiya was looking out for her sister. . . After all, something had been absurdly off with the woman here as of late. She just didn't know how to place her finger on it. She could feel it in her bones, though. There was something way too wrong with her dear sister. "You can't just do shit like this, Sis. You know who you are? You're going to make people piss their pants in fear." Maiya would furrow her brow now, though. . . There was something darker here. It felt way too strange for her tastes. Ripping her hand away from Haruka, she'd notice the older sibling turn to take a look at her.
It was in her eyes. Whatever had been. . . "Lurking" as she would always put it. . . It was there. Why? She wasn't sure.
"Oh, shove it, Baby Sister." Haru would laugh now, reaching out with absurdly fast speed. Her hand would now grasp onto Maiya's wrist and using a bit of her strength, she'd make Maiya swing around onto her back in a 'piggy back' type of position. "This'll be fun, I promise." Holding onto her sister's legs, she'd use her foot to propel the two away from the booth, and down to the levels below. She wasn't lying when she said she wanted to be closer~. Maiya, though, didn't really seem amused with the events, screaming her head off and nearly strangling her as they made their descent. Hell, it wasn't even that far! Crazy kid was always afraid of heights, though.
Swiftly, the young woman and her sister would now drop down to the lowest and closest level in an empty space, and she'd pace forward, letting her sister down off of her back--- who immediately dropped down to her knees in a shaken panic.
"I-I REALLY hate you, whatever you are."
"I'm your sister, aren't I?" Queue devilish smile here.