~Send me a "Whoops!" and my character will accidentally...~
Cutting through the unfamiliar air of the strange town, Noriko leaped from building to building, her eyes desperately searching for something of home. Below her, crowds of spectators stared up at her in amazement.
“Look at her go!” they called, their fingers pointed up towards the shinobi, their eyes digging into her as she dashed through the air.
“Where am I?” she muttered to herself, her cyan eyes scanning the brightly lit town. “This isn’t Konoha at all!” turning to cast one last look at the surrounding area, the Ayaka’s mind was clouded with a cocktail or confusion and fear that she failed to put the correct amount of pressure on her foot, sending the poor woman tumbling down into an alley way.
“Aa!” her eyes closing tightly, she braced for impact. However, once she did land, she found that the ground had turned out to be a bit softer than she had imagined. Wait a minute, softer? Her eyes slowly opening, Noriko looked around to see herself surrounded by two young men. “E-eh? Wh-who are you?”
