Ninna Olla
Ninna heard her master stomp off, but didn't let it bother her. Honestly? All she did was say that she would like to be left alone for now, and that would be expected of her. After all, she was just abducted from her house in her sleep and woke to find four others in the same predicament as her. Ninna sighed. Okay, maybe it was bothering her a little, but there was nothing she could do now. She already walked to far to follow.
Ninna stopped. This is not what I started meditating for. She started looking into past events and gathered proof that it wasn't a prank. 'That was fast...' Ninna thought, thinking of the blond haired one's ears and tail. God, she was horrible with names... The silent and mean looking one was his twin, although they seemed completely opposite from each other, personality wise. 'Just like in a movie...' Ninna thought. She quickly went through to see if she could possibly be stuck in one of those hardcore reality 'Abduction' TV shows. Her conclusion: Maybe, you can do amazing things with technology nowadays... 'Damn it, stay on topic!' She thought to herself. The blue haired one needs to sleep more. He stays up during the night so that... 'What did he control again? Damn it, I have the worst memory ever!' She thought angrily to herself. 'Focus!'
This continued for about another five minutes of her going over radical possibilities of what was really going one before she gave up her analysis. She was just to excited to meditate properly. In the end, after fishing a fine tailored sleeping gown out of the dresser, she gave up and curled up in bed. She folded her clothes neatly near the foot of the bed. Because of the untimely... time of their kidnapping, she wasn't wearing any shoes. She was actually wearing her workout uniform, because she was to tired to take it off yesterday. Ninna closed her eyes and thought of her father, her mother, all the others at the dojo. She felt a massive weight on her chest as she thought: 'What if I never see them again?' She felt like crying, but stopped herself. 'What is wrong with you? you're tougher than that, take it like a man!' She snickered. Look at herself, calling herself a man. After all, just like her father said, it was okay to cry when you're sad. God, she missed him already. 'Alright, that's enough.' Said her ego. 'Go to sleep!' It commanded, and it took her too long to comply.
Ninna heard her master stomp off, but didn't let it bother her. Honestly? All she did was say that she would like to be left alone for now, and that would be expected of her. After all, she was just abducted from her house in her sleep and woke to find four others in the same predicament as her. Ninna sighed. Okay, maybe it was bothering her a little, but there was nothing she could do now. She already walked to far to follow.
Ninna stopped. This is not what I started meditating for. She started looking into past events and gathered proof that it wasn't a prank. 'That was fast...' Ninna thought, thinking of the blond haired one's ears and tail. God, she was horrible with names... The silent and mean looking one was his twin, although they seemed completely opposite from each other, personality wise. 'Just like in a movie...' Ninna thought. She quickly went through to see if she could possibly be stuck in one of those hardcore reality 'Abduction' TV shows. Her conclusion: Maybe, you can do amazing things with technology nowadays... 'Damn it, stay on topic!' She thought to herself. The blue haired one needs to sleep more. He stays up during the night so that... 'What did he control again? Damn it, I have the worst memory ever!' She thought angrily to herself. 'Focus!'
This continued for about another five minutes of her going over radical possibilities of what was really going one before she gave up her analysis. She was just to excited to meditate properly. In the end, after fishing a fine tailored sleeping gown out of the dresser, she gave up and curled up in bed. She folded her clothes neatly near the foot of the bed. Because of the untimely... time of their kidnapping, she wasn't wearing any shoes. She was actually wearing her workout uniform, because she was to tired to take it off yesterday. Ninna closed her eyes and thought of her father, her mother, all the others at the dojo. She felt a massive weight on her chest as she thought: 'What if I never see them again?' She felt like crying, but stopped herself. 'What is wrong with you? you're tougher than that, take it like a man!' She snickered. Look at herself, calling herself a man. After all, just like her father said, it was okay to cry when you're sad. God, she missed him already. 'Alright, that's enough.' Said her ego. 'Go to sleep!' It commanded, and it took her too long to comply.