The shape of the girl was visible in the distance by the guards. Her body kept moving however; closer and closer to the gates, closer still to the people that were inside. Drip, drip; the first thing, when she came into their sights, they would notice blood. Her clothing was coated in it; her hands were stained red it seemed, and there were splatters of it on her face. Relatively? This was a strange appearance; and thus, their wandering eyes would catch the legs, bare of socks or shoes. In fact, there weren't even bandages around the girl's feet; they were bare as the day she was born, and the smooth legs were relatively open. However, the dress stopped at her mid thigh, making it hard to have any sort of major peek at her body. But there was something odd; where she had her legs exposed, her arms were covered with sleeves and her collar was high. The purple hair fluttered, showing matted, blood covered hands, and her wide purple eyes were piercing in nature, almost like violating the sanctity of someone's mind. The girl then let out a noise, a moan like in pain; and came even closer. Those watching now saw the wounds on her; tears in her dress with blood out of them, and her legs were cut up and scratched up. Who was this girl? What was she doing here, in front of Kumogakure's gates? It was rather strange to see a sight like this in the sheer blue of the day.

Yuriko's eyes, almost blank, noticed the gate. ''I'm here.'' her cracked lips moved, but no sound came out. She was tired, and exhausted; more so, she had just spent how long in the forest, searching for her way here? How long had it taken for her to come here, of all places, to find the area she was meant to find? The girl shivered, her eyes shifting from side to side, trying to figure out the things in front of her. She wanted to go forward; this was Kumogakure, where Ame-chan was. She was aware of how she looked, as she arrived at the gates. Shifting her weight, the now visible pack on her bag, feeling heavier by the minute, clinked. She took out an envelope, and handed it to the guards; they noticed it was transfer papers, from Amegakure to here, Kumogakure; and that the girl in front of them was a jounin level shinobi. It seemed surprising, considering how bad in a shape she was, but she knew the truth of those things yes? Giving her back her papers, they let her pass; this broken, bloody ghost like apparition was allowed into the village, as her body struggled forward. She didn't want to find herself trapped, but she knew that probably someone would stop her; and she was at the gates.. where she saw a bunch of people. Who was there; why were they here, gathered in front of her? She wondered if they knew that she was coming, or something like that; in fact, it started to burn her in curiosity.

Yuriko began to approach them, headless of her own appearance, the curiosity in her taking much further hold then generally she would allow; but this was indeed something curious, as she stopped. She was unsure, her natural shyness coming to the front; but it was squashed by the sheer exhaustion that she felt from the traveling. So she just continued, getting towards the closed gates, towards the large crowd. She had to figure out what was going on.. and maybe get some directions whilst she was at it. It was certainly work a shot, at the very least, for the former Amegakure Shinobi.

Exit Shimekiri no Tenshi

Threatened; forced to extract the heart