Mission: Remodel (Aloura/solo)

Mission Inormation:

Aloura marched down the streets, and quickly found herself in the way of the academy building. She softly opened up the doors and continued on, today she was taking her first mission and it was one which she wasn't very happy about. As she walked down the hallway, she contemplated in her head about why she was doing this. She had to talk to a class of academy students. Talk. There is that word again. One simple word had gotten her into so many debacles. She was quiet shinobi. She believed that the way to being a successful ninja was to let your actions do the talking. However, she needed to start doing missions, and for starters, she would be doing them solo.

As she entered the room, she got a greeting from the instructor. “Welcome back Aloura-chan!” she screamed with glee. There were many instructors, and she had been unlucky enough to get this one. The women had long violet hair, and underneath her vest was a long, ravishing pink kimono. Aloura bowed, and when she looked back up, she saw the smile on her sensei’s face. The women grabbed Aloura and spun her around, showing her off to the class. This was embarrassing for her mainly because of she was probably a bit younger then some of the academy students. Typical graduation age is 13, she was 12.

“This is Aloura Chikyu” she said with a smile. She then looked at aloura. “She gruaduated top of her class, and a year early. Why don’t you share your success so far?” Aloura turned to the class, and gave a weak smile. As it faded, she continued on speaking. “This is my first time back at the academy. Sense I have left, I have become a genin in a squad which was handpicked by the Kazekage.” As she finished, a young boy raised his hand and waved it around. She pointed to him, and he began talking.


“Do you had advice for us?” he asked. Aloura looked at him and wondered. “I’m sorry. But I have only been a genin for a few days. I haven’t don’t anything eventful yet.” She said, turning her head. The class was silent, and she turned towards her instructor. “Well allright then, anything else you want to share to the class?” she asked. Aloura shook her head. “No ma’am.” She spoke. The class gave a polite clap as Aloura exited the room.

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