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Bizarre Days [Invite Only] Mon Aug 29, 2016 11:10 pm
Seiryū
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Relaxing wasn’t exactly a concept he was too familiar with; at least in the sense where one had an excess amount of free time to loiter away, as the administration building currently refused him to take missions for at least the next few days. Seiryū had over the past few months been taking on numerous missions to occupy his time, spending more time beyond the village walls rather than within them. Over the period of a month, he completed roughly eight missions with most of them requiring him to be out for a couple days at a time. He didn’t feel overworked, but apparently that particular statement had been the reason why he was currently ineligible to take more for the next two weeks. Instead he was tasked with patrolling the village every other day, as a way to keep himself occupied.
No matter how he sliced it, he never really sat down too often to simply relax and take his mind off things; lingering issues that revolved around the past, present, and future. Today, he deemed, would be a day where he could at least spend it not doing much else except for keeping his mind off those particular issues in his life; and instead deal with letting his body and mind rest up before he would be out in the field once more. There was no point in dwelling on thoughts about his past, especially when they hadn’t shown up in over a decade in his life; why would he need to think of his father when the man clearly had never given him the light of day. He had the past thirteen years to reach some sort of conclusion, putting all of that behind him, yet none of that seemed to happen at all. Instead, those thoughts continued to float around in his mind, coming and going as they pleased. But for today and the remainder of this week, he wished to keep those thoughts far away.
Seeing as how he was currently off duty, Seiryū forewent wearing his hitai-ate (though he usually forewent that no matter the case) and carrying around the larger parts of his arsenal – his senbon and kunai should suffice if the need ever arose; though it had not thus far. Garbed in casual wear, his current goal was set to nothing, simply roaming around the village and hoping an idea struck that would help the following hours pass by; it was only an hour past noon and he had the rest of the day ahead of him.
Currently his eyes roamed about the various stalls lining the streets and stores that were a constant presence in the Grand Bazaar. He had no intention of purchasing anything for himself today, seeing as he just added a bit more to his arsenal of weapons and purchases of luxury/comfort had never really been something he allowed himself to partake in. Regardless of if he would be purchasing something or not, it never hurt to look at more wares and perhaps vaguely assess how he could expand his repertoire simply by gazing at the differently stylized weaponry that occupied the varying shops set up by Blacksmiths; both local and foreign. Now that he thought about it some more, while he stopped in front of a weapon’s shop, eyes glancing over a katana, he would eventually need a more comfortable method about carrying his weapons around. He already had an idea in mind for that.
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No matter how he sliced it, he never really sat down too often to simply relax and take his mind off things; lingering issues that revolved around the past, present, and future. Today, he deemed, would be a day where he could at least spend it not doing much else except for keeping his mind off those particular issues in his life; and instead deal with letting his body and mind rest up before he would be out in the field once more. There was no point in dwelling on thoughts about his past, especially when they hadn’t shown up in over a decade in his life; why would he need to think of his father when the man clearly had never given him the light of day. He had the past thirteen years to reach some sort of conclusion, putting all of that behind him, yet none of that seemed to happen at all. Instead, those thoughts continued to float around in his mind, coming and going as they pleased. But for today and the remainder of this week, he wished to keep those thoughts far away.
Seeing as how he was currently off duty, Seiryū forewent wearing his hitai-ate (though he usually forewent that no matter the case) and carrying around the larger parts of his arsenal – his senbon and kunai should suffice if the need ever arose; though it had not thus far. Garbed in casual wear, his current goal was set to nothing, simply roaming around the village and hoping an idea struck that would help the following hours pass by; it was only an hour past noon and he had the rest of the day ahead of him.
Currently his eyes roamed about the various stalls lining the streets and stores that were a constant presence in the Grand Bazaar. He had no intention of purchasing anything for himself today, seeing as he just added a bit more to his arsenal of weapons and purchases of luxury/comfort had never really been something he allowed himself to partake in. Regardless of if he would be purchasing something or not, it never hurt to look at more wares and perhaps vaguely assess how he could expand his repertoire simply by gazing at the differently stylized weaponry that occupied the varying shops set up by Blacksmiths; both local and foreign. Now that he thought about it some more, while he stopped in front of a weapon’s shop, eyes glancing over a katana, he would eventually need a more comfortable method about carrying his weapons around. He already had an idea in mind for that.
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