Well, that was simple enough. A girl from the looks, happened to walk in with uncanny timing. She came in quietly and if it weren’t for her resentful sigh, I might not have seen her come in. I turned to look at her and awkwardly enough we made eye contact that neither of us were willing to break. She initiated the conversation almost immediately giving me no time for my usual but witty ice breaker. Speaking of ice, her tone and demeanor was rather cold. A hell of a way to greet someone upon initial meet but definitely effective.
"I can only pray this is the place you are supposed to be, otherwise, I pray for your sake you have a most excellent explanation for presenting yourself..."
I immediately tilted my head away in order to conceal an onset arrogant smirk. I had lost the starring contest but it couldn’t be helped. This little girl already had a syringe stuck her butt and it would be a shame if the lack of control in my facial muscles caused the syringe to seep further. Shinobi have been killed for less or so I’ve heard. Once I could control my overweening emotional response I returned my eye contact with the straightest face I could muster... sadly it still felt as though I were smirking. Couldn’t be helped. Before I could respond...
”Actually...do me a favor...you got about 30 seconds to explain why you're late."
I felt one of my eyebrows raise. Sigh, why can’t I control my facial expressions? Seriously, I’m going to get myself killed if this goes on... or at least in about thirty seconds. I’d open my mouth as if to speak but..
”Because I don't know if you were made aware of the fact but I operate on the policy of..early is on time...on time is late...and as far as I am concerned...you were on time."
Mmmk. But wasn’t I the first to arrive? With holding my witty retort, I went to speak again but...
"Your 30 seconds start now..."
Ok here is my que, but...
"Trust me, I really do not want to go to 31....”
Damn this girl likes the sound of her own voice. It was hard not to roll my eyes but I think I lost about five seconds just then. Maybe I should ask for a do over or if she needed help finding her mommy but there wasn’t much time. Seriously, she was like 5’2! Never mind that, I needed a response and quick so I did what any rational Kunochi would... I let my mouth do the talking.
“Yeah so you see, I was actually kidnapped by the two hour liberation Shinobi! After two hours, they let me go. Darn two hour liberation Shinobi, they must have gotten you two huh Ms?”
I was shocked at what my mouth just said. Maybe I should do the talking next time... if there was a next time. Darn smart ass mouth.
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