Post by Uchiha, Asumi on Feb 23, 2014 1:05:30 GMT
A small women could be seen entering one of the villages bar, her long black hair covering her bright red eyes for only a small portion. "Look girl..We told you to get out of here last time.." a rough voice could be heard.."Oh..Is that so.." she would take a deep breath and exhale, "Go away annoyance.." she would start to make her way towards the seats at the bar, taking a seat, "Just leave me alone!" she would yell at the man. The girl was small, and definitely not well known around the village except for a few that have trained with her or helped her out when she had asked for it, or needed it, whichever collapsed first, her pride or her ego. As someone asked what she wanted to drink, she would rather simply reply, "Sake..Lot's of it please.." she had a long day, dealing with the casual annoyances that came with the drunken and disorderly, not like it truthfully bothered her though. A women came out with a rather fair amount of sake, "Thank you.." she would state rather quietly..The men in the area still buzzing around and looking at her..Her crimson eyes glanced to a few as they froze up, it was rare to see an Uchiha with red eyes..But they didn't know her as an Uchiha..Very few actually did, rarely stating her last name was a sign of her ignorance to her clan..Whether it disrespectful or not, she did refuse to accept herself as one of the hated shinobi. "Can't you boys just learn to leave a woman alone..Seriously..You might end up getting hurt.." while a few men seemed to back off,some just got angrier, this was a sign of them being drunk..She learned, her father had shown the same signs.."A woman huh? Right..You're nothing but a girl pipsqueak." Taking a deep breath, she tried to keep herself calm, yes she was smaller then a large amount of the women her age, and definitely a lot lighter, "Yea..Sure..Think as you want.." she would take a deep breath and exhale it, "Thinking about it..Why am I here..I know all that happens here are fights..How low have I sunk I suppose.." she'd pour some sake into a small cup, taking a sip of it as she would look around. She was resisting fighting herself, she didn't want to stoop herself lower to the drunken levels..But there was still only so much one person could take.
Asumi was just rather simply known as, 'her' to a large amount of people, she never stated her name, she never attempted to truly make friends, nor has she ever been seen enjoying a large amount of the people of the village being around her..Fact was, large groups made her nervous..She hated being surrounded in a situation that might end up being a casualty fest, and as far as she was concerned everything was a chance at someone dying, or attempting to kill her. Finishing off the small cup of sake she'd seem to be pouring another one, and taking another sip. Listening to the grumbles of those around her, regardless of if she was liked or not, she really didn't care. As she would eventually end up halfway down the bottle, a small blush came across her face as she resisted getting tipsy as much as her body would allow it. "Look at her..She can't even hold her liquor.." Asumi would lower her eyes, "Not my fault I'm not a useless drunk like you guys.." the man who told her to leave would finally yell as she'd place her foot on the desk and slam her elbow into his chest sending him outwards, flipping rather smoothly through the air, only to land on her feet..She was fast..And that scared those who weren't shinobi...The few civilians there were that is.."Enough.." Eventually Asumi would take her seat back and return to drinking, taking small sips and seeming more so to enjoy the liquor more than drink it for personal personal problems, the last person she wanted to end up like was her father after all, who drank until he was literally drunk enough to beat her half to death.
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Asumi was just rather simply known as, 'her' to a large amount of people, she never stated her name, she never attempted to truly make friends, nor has she ever been seen enjoying a large amount of the people of the village being around her..Fact was, large groups made her nervous..She hated being surrounded in a situation that might end up being a casualty fest, and as far as she was concerned everything was a chance at someone dying, or attempting to kill her. Finishing off the small cup of sake she'd seem to be pouring another one, and taking another sip. Listening to the grumbles of those around her, regardless of if she was liked or not, she really didn't care. As she would eventually end up halfway down the bottle, a small blush came across her face as she resisted getting tipsy as much as her body would allow it. "Look at her..She can't even hold her liquor.." Asumi would lower her eyes, "Not my fault I'm not a useless drunk like you guys.." the man who told her to leave would finally yell as she'd place her foot on the desk and slam her elbow into his chest sending him outwards, flipping rather smoothly through the air, only to land on her feet..She was fast..And that scared those who weren't shinobi...The few civilians there were that is.."Enough.." Eventually Asumi would take her seat back and return to drinking, taking small sips and seeming more so to enjoy the liquor more than drink it for personal personal problems, the last person she wanted to end up like was her father after all, who drank until he was literally drunk enough to beat her half to death.
Word count : 735