24 hours of work! The only things that had kept Yura going were vast quantities of both chakra and determination. Without those she wouldn't have been able to complete it nearly so soon. Well, those things plus some talent and experience. She had rested briefly a couple of times and even eaten an apple. But it wasn't enough. Now her body and mind ached, especially her fingers, and she was thoroughly exhausted. However, the mix of achievement (and the adrenaline from her acrobatics at the end) had her running on a false high. She was glistening with sweat, short of breath and she was flushed. But her eyes were glittering with triumph. It was exactly like she'd just completed a good workout, not like she was sick. She sighed heavily and made her way to her room, ready to just crash--despite her "second wind" feeling--the exhaustion was mounting like a tsunami.

On the way she nearly bumped into Kazu, but drew up short. She tried to catch her breath and swiped a hand across her sweaty face, grimacing at the twinge of pain in her fingers. Then she looked toward Kazu. But not at her face. As Yura always did, her attention went first to the woman's hair. She quickly looked it over and her fingers twitched, the seal on her hand even swirling to life again. If her hands didn't ache so badly she might have tried to touch the strands. But then she controlled herself. "Pretty," she stated. Only then did she cut her eyes toward Kazu's face. A smile slowly lifted one side of her mouth, then the other. Her red eyes glittered even more. "If you ever need someone to even out this side for you~... It's kind of my specialty," she offered, lips parting to bare her teeth. Her hand indicted the long side of Kazu's hair, but only hovered over it, not touching, just twitching. Her fingers were stiff though and looked swollen.

Yes, this girl's hair would make a nice addition to her collection... And right now she only had 1/4th of her collection left... It was very tempting. A predatory covetousness seeped over her, bleeding into her aura. It was probably palpable to the other kunoichi. But Yura just continued to smile at her. "So, what do you say? Wanna trim?" Her fingers tickled closer.