Sunny Ward, clad in black shorts and a lime green shirt with a white studded belt, approached the field. She had recently recovered from a bad combination of oriental food and an overload of hot sauce... Bad combination, and she would not recommend it to the weak of stomach. Taking a look around, she breathed in the fresh air, it was nice to get outside finally. The fans sorrounded her as they pushed and shoved to get a bit to eat or otherwise. Even if she did stand at a lanky 5'6'', she strained her neck, standing on her toes to try and find some of her closer friends.
Finally seeing a familiar face, she hurried over to Umi, Jacope, and Shinji. Upon reaching them she could feel the tense air around them, it was almost unsettling. Her signature smile faded and a look of worry took over. Sunny looked to Shinji breathing heavily, and then back to Umi and Jacope who both also seemed worried. "What's going on?" she asked, her brow furrowing.
Sunny watched Umi whisper something to Jacope, and she raised an eyebrow. What was happening? She hated not being in the know. She studied the vacant expression of Jacope and then was pulled from her thoughts when Umi spoke her name. Fight? That wasn't exactly a conforting question. She knew how to keep away a few neighborhood thugs but not knowing what she was up against was almost to the extent of being annoying. Just as she was about to ask, Umi ordered her to stay and dashed towards the locker rooms. Sunny watched her, bewildered and annoyed that she had not been told about the situation that seemed to be troubling them all. She scowled a bit out of frustration but waited patiently. They wouldn't leave her to fight off someone on her own would they?