Howling Dessert strikes the City

The winds blew strong as Aloura wondered the streets. Sand obscured her path as she lifted her hand, preventing the sand from reaching into her eyes. this wasn't the first time there had been a sand storm. It was, in fact, the village hidden in sand which lay in the land of the Wind. Just an awful combination really. Aloura would have sighed, however, she did not dare open her mouth as she continued on marching into the empty streets. At least, she assumed they were empty. Only the most stealthy, or most idiotic people would dare walk the streets in such a storm. What was Aloura to do? She couldn't find shelter, and as far as she knew, she was headed right towards a building. Not that it would have been a problem, she handled pain fairly well. besides, with so many obscured views, its not like anyone would have seen her. there for no reason to be embarrassed. It was then she did hit something. As she lifted her head up, she realized it was a wall. She began to walk along the wall, her hand not leaving it, until eventually she could no longer feel the wall. She then turned, and entered the building. 

As she looked around, it appeared that it was abandoned, however, why was the door open? As she turned around, she closed the door and took a few steps back. As she looked around, she made sure she hadn't just invaded someones house, no, she hadn't. However, where was she? Scrolls filled the walls, as did various shinobi tools. Aloura tilted her hand, and walked over to a fairly decent sized fan. She was fascinated by fans, especially the ones means for weapon. She was tempted to pick it up, however, her arms stayed firmly to her sides. It was not the obedient thing to do, touching others belongings. So instead she stayed there, watching the fan as if she were in a starring contest with it.

"Go ahead and pick it up" a voice cackled from above the young female genin. Perched in a corner of the room, which coupled as weapon storage for the Anbu around the city, was B Kazama. The Anbu Captain wore his formal attire that day and had ducked inside the weapon storage when the sand storm started up. If he had anything to do that day he would have braved the storm but instead he did not wish for his clothes to get dirty. He had cleaned them just a day before after all. Purple as the Captain was known was wearing a long sleeve white shirt with white driver's gloves, a black tie and vest and black slacks and shoes. His clothes were all extremely clean despite the fact that he was cramped in the corner of the building like an over sized spider.

Normally he would not have spoke first to a female, but it was a younger girl and he figured it was more polite to announce himself as she had decided to ignore her surroundings and focus on the weapons. B finally spoke up when she focused on one of the fans, technically all these weapons belonged to him although he used them to outfit the city in various circumstances. Thus he felt fine offering the young female a chance to pick up and 'try out' the weapons. Fostering a young ninja's interest in the Anbu organization was one of B's goals after all. He wished to get the group to become larger and larger with each generation so that the average strength of the Suna ninja would increase and thus make the village itself stronger.

A man spoke from the corner. It was purple. Aloura knew all about him. She was a genin who had the proud honor of being under the Kazekages command. She had seen him a few times, mainly when he went to talk to Shinti. She did not expect him to know of her, but she knew of him. She gave a graceful bow as she took her attention away from the fan. Aloura didn't talk much, so she stayed silent for the most part. She did not touch the fan, in fear of disrespecting the Anbu captain. She then smiled as she opened her mouth. "Hello.' she whispered just loud enough for him to hear, using her regular, monotone voice as the smile faded from her face. She wasn't one to show emotions, she hadn't ever used them. Not because of any traumatic childhood experiences, or because she was mentally fucked up, but because she was taught that emotions interfered with work. She taught herself how to ignore them. 

She then walked towards the center of the room, away from all the weapons, and took a seat on the floor, making sure she stayed away from any of the valuables in the arsenal which she had unknowingly sneaked into.

Cocking his head to the side B decided to jump down from his perch, landing like a cat he made no sound and just stood up after absorbing the impact with only his calves. He nodded at the young girl his blue eyes focusing on her as she decided to sit down without touching a weapon. She was either intimidated or showing respect, so that meant she was at least a Genin he doubted they taught about anyone other than the Kazekage at the Academy anyways. "Sorry to startle you little one. Why are you out in this damned sand storm anyways?" his voice was stiff and formal, he was very uncomfortable but did not show it outwardly.

The Anbu Captain was curious as to why the young girl was traveling during a storm by herself, it was not as if he could think of any matters he would have as a genin which required weathering this bad of a storm. Still it could be official or just the girl's nature he was not sure as of now and thus he decided to ask.

As he spoke to her, she only looked at him. "I was walking to the Kazekages office and got caught..." she said, using the monotone voice she always had. "I was on the other side of the village... Its no surprise i got caught. I am sorry for disturbing you, Captain Purple." she stated, looking towards him as she stayed, seating on top of her legs as her knees pointed forward. She then fell silent. She was unable to continue the conversation as she heard the sound of thunder out the door. "This is an odd sand storm..." she stated, looking down. For all she knew, it wasn't thunder. She was making a scientific assumption based off of her common knowledge. As she looked up towards Purple, her eyes appeared like daggers. "I'm sorry if I am boring you." she stated, still sitting.