1 Blood... Fire... Earth... Bad dreams... STUFF. (Invite Only | No Kill | Training) Sat Jun 28, 2014 2:22 pm
Daiko
D-rank
"Finally Antanas. You've made it" The man says, slowly walking up to Antanas, kicking him down. "You aren't nearly as strong as you should be." The man says taunting him. Antanas had searched everywhere for specific person, why was he so hesitant to do what he set out for? Antanas wanted to kill this man. He had done terrible things to other ninja. Antanas tries to hit him, but misses. Getting hit in the face with his fist. Stumbling backwards, the man slowly approaches. Seeing a glint of anger in the mans eye, he backs up. The man pulls out a kunai. Slowly inching toward him, the man slams the back of Antanas head on the hard cement. "End of the road little buddy" The man smiles, stabbing the sharpened knife into his heart. Just then, the man's face was revealed to be his fathers, looking at him with a bloodthirsty grin.
Jolting awake and almost falling off of Konoha's gates, Antanas spins himself so his legs are dangling over the edge. Antanas, facing the village decides to wait and see if anyone he knew or any new people would come along to talk to him. Humming to himself, he looks at the sky. There are fluffy white clouds dangling above him, as if they where held there by a taut string. Slowly drifting from the wind's currents, these clouds move on from where he is, being replaced by even more clouds. Antanas takes out his kunai, and taps the blunt end with a loop on it to his temple. 'I need to get strong...' Antanas sighs, continuing the tapping. 'Maybe that's what this dream has been telling me.' Antanas then looks around, waiting for a new person or group to whisk him away from these memories, and maybe he could even spar a bit.
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Jolting awake and almost falling off of Konoha's gates, Antanas spins himself so his legs are dangling over the edge. Antanas, facing the village decides to wait and see if anyone he knew or any new people would come along to talk to him. Humming to himself, he looks at the sky. There are fluffy white clouds dangling above him, as if they where held there by a taut string. Slowly drifting from the wind's currents, these clouds move on from where he is, being replaced by even more clouds. Antanas takes out his kunai, and taps the blunt end with a loop on it to his temple. 'I need to get strong...' Antanas sighs, continuing the tapping. 'Maybe that's what this dream has been telling me.' Antanas then looks around, waiting for a new person or group to whisk him away from these memories, and maybe he could even spar a bit.
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