Botan glanced out the window as she took the tea tray from a servant. It had been a rather quiet day at the shop. Seemed like the season for new clothes had died down. In fact, it had been so quiet that the staff had taken off at midday ( Read more... )

The bags are packed. They aren't that many, only a duffel bag and a suitcase or two, along with a large, ancient leather bag filled with who knows what. The problem is getting the bags to their destination. Botan has been carrying the bags for a while now, to the rendezvous point in the Nexus where she was supposed to meet Gaara. She gingerly holds ( Read more... )