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And Reva is on the scene.
It had been trying times recently. Honestly Reva was somewhat glad her emotions were conspicuously absent from her ever since the whole world went to pieces. She had no idea how the 'normal' people were holding together honestly. She was sure if she was still 'normal' she'd be rather crippled by the amount of fear and horror over how the world's state. Honestly, knowing who she was before this whole...whatever it was that happened to her, she was quite sure she'd be a useless emotional wreck. I mean, sure she could handle the pressure of performing on stage but this kind stress would have been enough to break anyone's spirits. In a weird way she supposed she should be thankful that she was all different now. Stronger, faster, with powers like she never had before. But if she was still normal she wouldn't have to be wondering all around the gosh darn world by herself , dealing with monsters and bandits and crazies.

And traveled the world she had, ever since she woke up with new found strength, the ability to manipulate gravity and summon a mace seeming MADE of the stuff, and a startling ( assuming she could still feel startled ) lack of emotions she had made it her goal to figure out what she was and how to turn back. Honestly, how could she call herself a singer once society pulled itself back together without the feelings to put into her performances. She wouldn't settle for anything less than her full performance capabilities, which were deeply lessened by her lack of caring for anything.

She had gone to many towns and places looking for answers. Ruins of cities, make shift shanty towns, she even managed to get up to a floating island thing hearing rumors about some strange...THINGS living up there. She smiled, and empty motion. That had been a long shot, but she would turn up every stone to find answers. Now, that search had brought here...what was it called again? The silver haired woman furrowed her brow a bit in thought. She snapped as it came to her "Ah, Luce...I'm in Luce...Well perhaps someone will know...SOMETHING."
Sorry for lack of activity, it was mostly due to a lack of creativity ( curse you writers block!) a strangle hold on my mind ( Curse you new web comic ) and a over abundance of fatigue ( Curse you new part-timejob/jobseraching/first major job interviews!).

I am half waiting for someone else to post up to rekindle some of my fire for a first post, but regardless I'll shoot for a entrance tomorrow ( and if not then definitely Friday )
Sorry, writers block and real life sort of surprised me. But hopefully I can shake it off and get some momentum.
Amaya had be on time, if a bit later than some of the others. It had been quite the morning at the Fuwa House Hold. Between her most of her family wishing her luck and best wishes and her mother having one of her worst 'episodes' in recent memory it was a wonder she had made it at all really. While she sat among the group it was clear she was sitting 'apart' from them as well. a clear perimeter existed around where she sat. Partially caused by her reputation as...'prickly', and partially because she had arranged it thus. Crowds made her nervous. She grew up around the same 30 people her whole life and they were rarely ever in a group larger than 5 or 6. Getting used to crowded streets and classrooms had proved...challenging. She had made great progress to be sure, but all the same, she preferred a bit of space.

To pass the time, and distract herself from the nagging anxiety of the growing group and the tingling anticipation of this next big step in her shinobi life, quietly doing some work with her medicine kit. She happened across some nice materials out here in training ground 22, and her family had thought her a unstoppable work effort if they had taught her anything. 'Medicines made today would not be wanted tomorrow' mama always used to say. A faint, bitter smile curled her lips. Odd how the most pleasant memories of her mother came from such worst times for the world. She wouldn't be able to complete the recipe out here of course, but she could prep the ingredients and complete the needed step at home much quicker with them already processed.

There were more faces here that she recognized than she had expected there to be, but she had a knack for recognizing people it seemed. New faces stuck out to her quick starkly given her isolated upbringing. She wondered why so many were called to one place after graduation from the academy. She thought squads were supposed to be...smaller than this. This seemed less like the gathering of a rookie ninja squad and more like the formation of a battalion. Though given the militaristic nature of the new ninja academy she guessed she should have been all that surprised by this. Still, the sun was rising higher...whatever they had been gathered here for would be starting soon enough.
Was Amaya okay? She garnered no response so I worry she needs work to be acceptable. Back to the drawing bord? Minor tweaks? Or is no news good news?
I'll second that prince. I briefly tried another site while the guild was done but just couldn't get into it like I could the games and comunity on the good old guild. I was overjoyed to see it back online.
okay I fixed all the reference to nobodies and such in her bio. Let me know if I missed anything.
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