Post by Konan on Jun 2, 2008 18:29:19 GMT -5
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on the account that i will not be allowed to play three characters, i will drop moegi. i know that we need a tsunade (and want to play tsunade) much more then a moegi.
Konan
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name. ; Tsunade
age. ; 50-55
rank. ; Hokage;;Sannin;;One of the Three Great Shinobi
past experiences. ? Look at the Konan bio.
sample rp. ;
Hot water soothed her skin. Steam billowed upward, condensing to bead her brow and cheeks. Tea sat on a wooden tray floating in front of the woman, her shoulders just out of the water. Tsunade sat in the Women's Bath House, her maroon lips pursed in a calm manner. The entire bath was empty, the day just beginning and most either starting their day or already at work. "Ah, I could just sit in here soaking for eternity." All was at peace and Lady Fifth was easing into a content nap.
But then, all of this newfound tranquility was ruined as Shizune came stomping into the room. "Lady Tsunade!! What are you doing? Today's the busiest day of the month and you're spending it in a bath?" Tsunade's smile melted into a frown of annoyance and her brows were fashioned in a way that complimented her lips. "Shizune, I was just starting to nap," she complained as if she were a child under the scorn of a mother. But the situation changed once more as Lady Fifth began to ignore her assistant and closest friend. Sinking further into the steaming liquid, her nose just above the surface.
After releasing a stream of bubbles from her nostrils, Tsunade stood from the bath and wrapped the largest towel she could find around her middle. Half-an-hour later, Tsunade was sitting in her office, high above Konohagakure No Sato. Her chin was propped up by her hands and her elbows were on the wooden top. Dull. . . .as usual Tsunade spat in her thoughts at the sight of two shinobi bringing in stacks of paperwork. Shizune had left the Slug Princess in the care of the ANBU Blackops while she went to take care of a patient in the hospital.
The day lazily dragged on and Tsunade's eyes slowly skimmed the papers and ended up glaring out the window. Suddenly, the morning's solitude came to a crushing halt as a Jounin came through the door, his back stiff. "Lunch Milady." The statement was as blunt as any of the guards usual ones. But a smile spread across Tsunade's cheeks as she thought mischievously. "I'm going out for lunch," the busty women had snatched a money bag out of a drawer and was walking out the door now. "G-g-going out?" The question was as if the man had never heard the words in the same sentence before.
But at the many attempts to halt her, the guards nervously gave up as Tsunade walked, chin held high, out of the building. "Send a messenger to Lady Shizune."
Tsunade ended up at the Ichiraku Ramen Stand and had ordered a bowl. Of course, Ichiraku himself serving her, without question he would do as she commanded. The woman lazily pushed the contents of her bowl around with chop sticks, turning to see who was sitting next to her.
password. ; the attack of;;the dancing;;bananas[/blockquote]
