Suzume was stretching in a coner, reaching up and down from her toes to the sky. she untied a small poutch from her hip that was lashed onto her skirt and droped it to the ground. with a small crash the sharp daggers and farely large needles clancked up against one anouther as they laid flat on the floor.Suzume held out her arms an slowly rolled her head from side to side working out the stress and emotion she had been bottling up inside.