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It took a bit of time, but she finally made her way out of the room and down the hall and back toward the main, larger hallways. Shikamaru was already waiting, though that was no surprise. It couldn't have taken long to drop off the items.
She kept a kunai in one hand and her flashlight in the other as she approached, ready for a lecture or an offhand comment on how late she was. At least there were no tell-tale tracks of tears in her eyes. And it helped to keep reciting the shinobi sayings over and over in the back of her mind. Pesky #25 was the one that always bit her in the ass. A shinobi must possess a heart that never shows tears.
"Ready?" she asked, attempting a smile that faded quickly into a thin, determined line.
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It took a bit of time, but she finally made her way out of the room and down the hall and back toward the main, larger hallways. Shikamaru was already waiting, though that was no surprise. It couldn't have taken long to drop off the items.
She kept a kunai in one hand and her flashlight in the other as she approached, ready for a lecture or an offhand comment on how late she was. At least there were no tell-tale tracks of tears in her eyes. And it helped to keep reciting the shinobi sayings over and over in the back of her mind. Pesky #25 was the one that always bit her in the ass. A shinobi must possess a heart that never shows tears.
"Ready?" she asked, attempting a smile that faded quickly into a thin, determined line.