(This is a thread I created simply because if I posted on any of my other threads there would have been a severe disturbance in the mood of the character. I do not care if someone replys.)

The Dojo was dark this evening, panes of shattered glass littered the floor reflecting the only light within the thin walls. It had been awhile since Rin had been here, her last visit ended unpleasantly, held in the parking lot at gun point after being forcibly removed. A spooked officer would not have wanted to repeat that this evening.

The broken glass on the floor cut at her feet as she moved striking the bag with her fists. Her blue eyes were bright, paled into the whites as if it was all one hue, her long brown hair strayed and fell against her face as she punched into the swinging target. Asking her now why she was so upset would not have been the best decision, as the links of the chain holding the punching bag above the floor weakened steadily.

A noise escaped her half-parted lips, too primal for any human, as she whirled suddenly bringing her leg up before throwing a sidekick into the bag. The chain snapped and the bag fell to the floor with a thud. She stood then for a long moment, breathing into the cool silence, blue eyes staring downward.