Hot/Cold?[open]

[summer]

Could the day get any hotter? The people of Sunagakure no Sato were used to this weather and yet to her knowledge she was a Sunagakure no Sato villager? Yet she wasn't use to the harsh weather the land of the wind brought upon the village. Most importantly her house was probably hotter inside then it was outside? The old man she use to live withs house was bad for circulation within. Guess its good for at night when the temperature drops? Ohwell she felt at ease as she sat upon her porch outside of her house with her air gears sitting nearby, near the door. Laid across the porch itself with her hat thats usually upon her head fastened by a pair of green sand goggles where placed hanging from the door itself as she laid across the porch on her back, arms and legs outstretched as she ranted on about things she could do to cool down. No one, not a soul had strayed past her house on the busy side of Suna today? Probably too hot for anyone to even think of venturing out too far? Ohwell something will eventually come along and entertain her.

Well before long it hadn't been much for her to suddenly give up on the idea of laying hopelessly across the porch as she'd start to put on her Air Gears, hat and goggles before she'd dissapeared off on her Air Gears down the street with sand flying up behind her as she sped away, before jumping lightly to strike her heals on the side of a building to push and spin herself to propell herself onto a wall opposite, quite far distance from the original wall. She'd land as the air gears would squeel as once again they'd take off, applying the normal amount of chakra between her wheels and the wall she'd quite literally burst off in a flurry of sparks up the large building before propelling from the building up and over the village as she'd extend her arms further as if she were flying as she'd close her eye's to feel the wind rushing past her as she'd decend towards the ground.

In a excited spin suddenly in the air she'd scrapped the side of a nearby wall, propelling her away towards another wall as she'd ride down before jumping to meet the ground, a small thud of sand lifting up as she'd land before she'd burst off again. Not many people out here either? She'd think as she'd jump over, just narrowly miss and dodge people as she'd zoom around her targets at a massed increased speed from her Air Gears before arriving to a small deli like store, she'd slowly ride inside as she'd wave to the clerk before dissapearing towards the more colder section of the store as she'd sit upon the floor almost nodding off to sleep in the nice cool temp.

[yasuomasaki]

Yasuo felt instinctively over his trench coat pockets for the tactical knives, yet could only find one of them. Pausing for a moment, his body tense, he remembered he had handed one to Teijo, and moved the other to a separate pocket. This was not meant as a tactical move, however. Rather, it was something to refrain from violence, at least as much as he could until the mission was handed down.

He already knew what it was. A traitor had to be flushed out, and he was the most "suitable" individual for such a task.

That was why he started this morning walk. If he kept it up long enough, maybe he could actually maintain his sanity. Perhaps his stomach would settle, and he could live with the fact he had come back into the active roster.

Looking up, however, something else caught his eye. It was one of the chuunin, and a particularly peculiar one, at that. Still, her name slipped his mind. He knew he had seen her dossier before while discussing some matter or another with Intelligence.

Giving a slight nod to the girl, he was surprised, seeing her seem to descend. Why would any person want to talk to him? To the young, he was simply a nameless face. To those of the older generations, those who had survived, his name was infamous.

"Hello," he stated calmly.