The smoke had taken a while to penetrate the heavy old doors that shut the basement laundry away from the rest of the dorm building, and by the time it finally reached a smoke alarm that actually worked the blaze was firmly ensconced. What had started as a small electrical fire was rapidly spreading, lapping hungrily at the coils of wires at the ( Read more... )

The auditorium had been made to look like many things in the past, but Tsunade surveyed the buntings and fripperies draping it tonight through a mildly inebriated haze and nodded to herself in satisfaction: Shizune had done good work. It probably helped that they had one of the world's best set designers on staff, too, now that she thought about ( Read more... )

The first thing Kurenai noticed upon setting one elegantly-shod foot into the school's somewhat-dilapidated hall was that the floors had been polished, and actually looked like wood as opposed to a packed-down collection of dust. She paused and twisted her foot on it experimentally, thoroughly approving of the easy way her stilettos pivoted across ( Read more... )