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[Tamami Naho]

Tamami Naho ╡

Tamami Naho, a single most non-influential individual of the village met a few of the most influential individuals. It was funny to say the least, for she was always capable to utilize a few small habits to bring in a brand new day. To Naho, this kind of day was always something far different from what she would normally do because instead of just the ordinary subtleties, Naho held a single drink. A drink quite known as Saké yet she had it as a nonalcoholic beverage. This way, she could successfully taste the most delicious wine in the world without having to worry about the usual habits that happen when she drinks. From what she learned, she was what people called the “Drunk Boxer” and with some good reason too. When she drank too much, a great many individuals were harmed due to her drinking and that was always saddening.

Naho could only do so much, her eyes focused and her eyes forward as she steadily focused in on a sufficiently steady knowledge of things while her body moved upwards to a steady phase. Her eyes set on the horizon as it was slowly coming up to the world around her. Naho’s face steadily focused in and looked with a watchful eye while she merely smiled with a simple and yet subtle smirk about her face as she looked upon this person with a simple look. Her body moving forwards, her eyes watching and steadily she focused with a subtle grin upon her face as she danced around drunk in the streets. Not drunk but silly dancing none the less through the morning as with a hapless grin about her head and face with which she giggled and watched with a complete and steady angle of her eyes and dancing formality.

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[Hirota Sayomi]

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i've been a bad, bad girl ♥

what i need is a good defense 'cause i'm feeling like a criminal

To put it quite simply, Sayomi was bored. Chinatsu had kicked her out of the office in an attempt to get some peace and quiet - he didn't really appreciate her hovering around him the way she did, apparently; it was his loss. She couldn't help that she found him more attractive than most other people. Perhaps she went a little overboard at times, but that was simply the way she was. Any hot-blooded man would surely give into her advances eventually, and she was going to bother him until he did. Just not for the next couple of hours, because he'd threatened to do horrible things to her wardrobe involving clay and explosions, and she didn't doubt that he would do it.

So she was out and about in the village, hoping to run into a little fun to pass the time away. To be honest, that shouldn't be too difficult; the jounin was easily entertained, after all, though not quite so easily pleased, ehe.

As luck would have it, she did run into someone that would likely prove to be interesting - and quite literally so. The dark-haired woman was dancing around in the streets, and the distracted Sayomi hadn't noticed she was there, somehow. Indeed, she was quite surprised that she'd somehow managed to end up flat on her ass, providing an interesting view of what was under her skirt to anyone who cared to look.

Standing up, brushing the dirt off her skirt without even the slightest blush on her face - modesty was something she'd given up quite a while ago - Sayomi immediately draped herself over the large-breasted dark-haired woman. "Hello, darling. What's got you so happy this morning, hmm?" She didn't have the slightest clue who the woman was; she didn't look like a shinobi, and she wasn't wearing a headband, so she guessed the woman was probably a civilian. And although she didn't look down on civilians for being less than shinobi, she didn't know any of them very well. Hopefully, whoever she was, she would prove to be entertaining enough to satisfy Sayomi, at least for a little while.