[center][u]Niji Yakei - Kumogakure (somewhere in the outskirts)[/u][/center]

Just from the distant view they had of the town they were going to, Niji had a feel for just how small and localised the place was, no doubt everyone knew everyone else here unlike in larger villages. Although to be honest she liked the look of the place, it had a... homely feel to it, a kind of vibe she could get used to if she was here long enough.

As they neared the town it seemed busier than she'd expected, the reconstruction even seemed to be coming along rather well. For now she would let Shinichi do whatever talking was needed done, he knew more about who they were going to see than she did, he knew who to see at least. This confirmed by his casual greeting of an aged man known as Kinuta, whom seemed rather laid back too in some respects.

All Niji did for now was follow the man's lead, approaching the cart next to this small bundle of barrels, lifting and shifting was always a nice little exercise at least. [b]"Running errands isn't bad at least, delivering goods is a nice enough task, so long as it's not our [i]only[/i] task."[/b] She idly commented, already testing one of the barrels for weight before hefting it carefully onto the cart and making sure it was in place, she'd begin repeating the process as much as she could, even Shinichi helping would be better than nothing around here.

(woo, crap post out, Gamer)