1 Warm Shadows [Chisaki/Invite] Sun Jun 08, 2014 8:27 pm
Sousetsu Senju
D-rank
Sousetsu finally arrived at the village gates. The sun shone brightly in the sky while the wind carried a gentle and cool breeze. A rather beautiful day. The clouds were scarce leaving an open blue sky with many birds chirping their songs of nature. A fitting welcome for the Senju back home. He stood tall with his black sleeveless jumpsuit accompanied by bandages wrapped around his wrists, a white cloth that acted like a thin scarf and a white bandanna emblazoned with the Senju symbol to give the white haired male some recognition. Although this outfit was somewhat new from his travels, he wondered if the people would recognize him.
Walking the streets of the leaf village he nodded at a few of the leaf's villagers around his age of the early twenties who greeted him back with a formal bow. Some nudged others and pointed to his general direction before bowing also. It seemed he was remembered. Children ran around with their imaginations and their mothers running after them frantically. It was quite a pleasant sight to behold that the village was well taken care of in his absence. The further he walked-the more he was recognized. He tried to give off his infamous grin but was unsure of what the village had thought of him as he left so frequently.
He arrived to a stall in the centre of the market, he needed food for his home after all. The vendor turned his gaze to assist him before rubbing his eyes in disbelief. Another smile was worn. It appeared that this man was also happy to see him. Sousetsu bowed humbly before requesting certain vegetables and meats to be purchased. The exchange was complete but the owner wished to give him the contents for free. Sousetsu insisted that he couldn't and also handed him a little extra for what it was worth.
He turned around to see a sweet shop, one he was familiar with when he had a sweet-tooth from time to time. It was also a place where he would have gotten treats for those who listened to his stories or to his squad members before he ventured forth. A small group of three children rushed to his leg, gripping it and pulling at his clothes. He looked down. They smiled back at him with such warmth that he had to return that smile. "You're back! Tell us another story!" a little girl exclaimed. Sousetsu looked up, trying to find the little girl's mother to which his search was soon rewarded. The mother smiled at her daughter and him. He had told her stories before. The same group in fact. Each time he left the village he had stories for many of the population, even for the older generation.
"I promise I will, little one. First I need to take care of a few things!" he spoke smoothly and patted her head. He then looked up at the sweet vendor and ordered a few treats for the children before sending them on their way. They were saddened by his lack of storytelling but happy that they were treated nonetheless. He sighed. It was nice to see the simple things such as a visit to the market and smiling faces on days like this. His travels were something he did not seek willingly but was glad to be in the place he called home.
Walking the streets of the leaf village he nodded at a few of the leaf's villagers around his age of the early twenties who greeted him back with a formal bow. Some nudged others and pointed to his general direction before bowing also. It seemed he was remembered. Children ran around with their imaginations and their mothers running after them frantically. It was quite a pleasant sight to behold that the village was well taken care of in his absence. The further he walked-the more he was recognized. He tried to give off his infamous grin but was unsure of what the village had thought of him as he left so frequently.
He arrived to a stall in the centre of the market, he needed food for his home after all. The vendor turned his gaze to assist him before rubbing his eyes in disbelief. Another smile was worn. It appeared that this man was also happy to see him. Sousetsu bowed humbly before requesting certain vegetables and meats to be purchased. The exchange was complete but the owner wished to give him the contents for free. Sousetsu insisted that he couldn't and also handed him a little extra for what it was worth.
He turned around to see a sweet shop, one he was familiar with when he had a sweet-tooth from time to time. It was also a place where he would have gotten treats for those who listened to his stories or to his squad members before he ventured forth. A small group of three children rushed to his leg, gripping it and pulling at his clothes. He looked down. They smiled back at him with such warmth that he had to return that smile. "You're back! Tell us another story!" a little girl exclaimed. Sousetsu looked up, trying to find the little girl's mother to which his search was soon rewarded. The mother smiled at her daughter and him. He had told her stories before. The same group in fact. Each time he left the village he had stories for many of the population, even for the older generation.
"I promise I will, little one. First I need to take care of a few things!" he spoke smoothly and patted her head. He then looked up at the sweet vendor and ordered a few treats for the children before sending them on their way. They were saddened by his lack of storytelling but happy that they were treated nonetheless. He sighed. It was nice to see the simple things such as a visit to the market and smiling faces on days like this. His travels were something he did not seek willingly but was glad to be in the place he called home.