Chapter 260: Palaver
n. a conference or discussion; persuasive talk; flattery.
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Her first act upon getting into Konoha was to break away from the caravan of Suna representatives and search out her friends. If she knew anything about them, she could guarantee finding at least one of them at the local training fields.
Kagome glanced around the market. She had forgotten in her hurry away from the stifling aura of the Suna Company that she didn't quite know the way towards Konoha training fields. Suna's training grounds had always been rather straight forward, when you see civilization walk the exact opposite way to find the grounds. Konoha's idea of this appeared to be different.
Biting her lip, and tugging at the hem of her traditional Suna robes she searched the crowd for anyone that could help her. Her eyes caught a gleam of metal, and Kagome smiled, before quickly approaching the figure. They were dressed in a rather bizarre fashion and Kagome hoped that fashion sense wasn't something that predicted helpfulness.
"Excuse me, sir," began Kagome as she bowed slightly in greeting after making eye contact with the overly green man.
"Yes!" exclaimed the man and Kagome smiled at his enthusiasm.
"I was wondering if you could help me find something."
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