The Winds Blow On By

Rolling backward from the fight between the over-compensating male and not-easily-intimidated female, Faye then stood up, rubbing the back of her palm against her bleeding nose. It hadn't been clear how she'd taken the damage, but either she'd been caught up in the scuffle or a stray punch had landed her way. It didn't matter. Leaving the two to their petty argument, Faye walked off in search of others to communicate with.

Reaching Sunagakure's main street, Faye stood as the harsh winds blew her jacket side-to-side, making her look like a foreboding silhouette from atop a hill. However, she ran a hand down the side of the nearby building, then looking at the tips of her fingers. Sand flaked off, suggesting that many of these houses were newly-built and some had not yet fully dried. Other than that, mud and clay made up the majority of their building chemistry.

Walking down the street, Faye took a deep breath as she smelt the familiar scent of a street food vendor. He hollered out his strange produce's names, but not catching any of them, Faye stepped forward for a listen. Plants. Fried plants. Of course - Sunagakure had difficulty obtaining fish, but none with the usage of greenhouses for plants or the wide open spaces for poultry and the like.
Deciding against ordering any, Faye continued down the street, past the hustle and bustle of ninja and civilian alike, hoping to meet someone new.

Niccolo wandered away from the other two fighting, as they looked to be still in the midst of a disagreement. He ended up walking up and down Sunagakure's main street looking for a snack. After buying a sandwich, he walked up and down the street looking for someone else to talk to. The sun was high in the sky, hopefully there was someone else to talk to.

As he came to one of the crossroads, he saw a girl dressed in a foreign style, quite unlike the locals, who appeared rather at ease with the heat. The way she dressed made her look a little like she was in fights a lot, since the red in her hair and on her pants was close to that of blood, it seemed. He approached her carefully, standing a respectful distance away. "Hello...?" He said, slowly. He was not interested in a fight at the moment.

As Faye walked, her watchful eyes scanned the crowds for anyone of interest. Her streaked red hair swayed from side-to-side as she walked, and she clenched and unclenched her fists as she went. She was just about to enter a jewelers when someone called out to her. At least, she thought it was herself. Her eyes followed the direction of the sound, and it seemed that she'd caught the eye of someone standing a modest distance away, a hand slightly outstretched toward her to show that she was the one who was being spoken to.

"Well... Hello?" Faye asked, lowering her hand from the doorframe and stepping away from it, toward the mysterious newcomer. She'd never seen him before in her life, yet something had compelled him to talk to her. It couldn't have been the brawl from earlier - she'd not caught sight of him then.

After walkiing around Sunagakure Io decided it was time for him to leave. Io was getying really mad at the sand on his feet between his toes. Io walked out of the gates abd headed for the Villiage of the Bloody Mist or well known as Kirigakure.