Water proof boots gently padded against the concrete floor as she paced around, she waited patiently for her new assigned team, names were written in the scroll she had. Whoever had written the names and the mission had such a beautiful writing, extremely detailed. Surely, it was a females writing. Miyuki examined the scroll, feeling the rough texture under her finger tips. The corners were decorated in gold, or what it looked to be gold. The kunoichi let out a sigh, not of lack of patience but for the heck of it. She wore black, spandex shorts that allow her free movement. A thin, black see through long sleeve hugged her arms and chest. Her chest was wrapped by huge bandage, pressing her lumps to the point she was literally flat. A short brown tank top was on top of the long sleeve. A pair of brown finger less gloves with black designs that reach to half of her forearm were worn on by her, the top part covered by stainless steel. She waited outside of the Academy, her back now rested against the wall. It wasn't common for her early arrivals-- she was known to arrive early to meetings and missions.