1 Chronicles of an Assassin ( Training / Closed ) Sat Jun 21, 2014 11:58 am
Skarn
D-rank
Chapter o1 :: "I'm home" The Prodigal-child has returned // FLASHBACK
A red hair child ambled along a dirt paved trail; his chin was at a slight decline, focusing on his very shadow that laid beneath him. Several thoughts plagued at his mind; doubts, concerns, and ultimately anxiousness. He was the 'prodigal-child' of the Mitsurugi clan, one who would bring the family to prosperity and bring unity across the samurai clans. In a world where shinobi reign supreme and the samurai were merely lap dogs in the ultimate scheme of things, such responsibility seemed extremely daunting. An audible sigh of discontent flowed seamlessly through a small gap formed between his slightly parched lips.
"Relax Zwei; you knew this day would come eventually." He uttered softly to himself, playing as a contrary factor to his own thoughts. Zwei cast his emerald gaze towards his flank, admiring the green fields that surrounded him -- people were tending to the corps; mid leg deep in water as they planted fields of rice among other agriculture goods. A faint smile graced his nimble lips as he viewed on, admiring the scenic life around him. He had lived in Iwa for so long; although he loved it with all of his heart, he certainly didn't miss the weather and being surrounded by rocks. This was home; where he was from, he loved it because it resembled the old times. It was a place of traditional and it hadn't changed a bit.
While walking he felt himself bumping into another person in front of him due to his lack of focus. Prompting the collision he could hear the sound of a bucket of some sort crashing to the ground and shattering upon contact. "Oh no!" The sound of a young girl echoed across the skies as she dropped the bucket. She immediately squatted down, examining the damage that occurred. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention!" There was fish everywhere; she peaked over her shoulder with very accusing pout. Zwei retreated a single step, with his hands out in front of him in a surrendering manner. "She immediately stood back up and pointed her finger directly at his face while grasping a bundle of his locks within his hand to pull him closer: "You're going to help me take this back to my house!" She demanded; the other people walking the trial walked around them, making sure to avoid the mess they had made.
"Okay, okay, just let go of my hair please!" He pleaded, not showing any real resistance to what she was doing -- it was ultimately his fault to begin with. "You better." She replied, releasing him and patting herself down a bit. She held her hand out before her, offering it to him: "My name is Tyr; from the Gurantsu clan -- had you not helped I would've gotten my brother Van to beat you up." Zwei gave her a perplexed expression; taking a moment really examine her -- one moment she seemed she was going to rip his head off and now it seemed she was offering him her hand. She was rather cute; she had her chestnut brown hair wrapped in a messy bun she wore a worker's kimono. Zwei took her hand and shook it gently: "Uhm, pleasure to meet you, I'm Zwei." She lifted an eyelid and stared at him intently. Zwei's natural reaction was to lean back just a tad, causing him to go just a tad off balance. "Zwei, why does that name seem so familiar... and you don't seem to worried about my brother... did you know he is the best warrior here; hes already beat the elders."
A red hair child ambled along a dirt paved trail; his chin was at a slight decline, focusing on his very shadow that laid beneath him. Several thoughts plagued at his mind; doubts, concerns, and ultimately anxiousness. He was the 'prodigal-child' of the Mitsurugi clan, one who would bring the family to prosperity and bring unity across the samurai clans. In a world where shinobi reign supreme and the samurai were merely lap dogs in the ultimate scheme of things, such responsibility seemed extremely daunting. An audible sigh of discontent flowed seamlessly through a small gap formed between his slightly parched lips.
"Relax Zwei; you knew this day would come eventually." He uttered softly to himself, playing as a contrary factor to his own thoughts. Zwei cast his emerald gaze towards his flank, admiring the green fields that surrounded him -- people were tending to the corps; mid leg deep in water as they planted fields of rice among other agriculture goods. A faint smile graced his nimble lips as he viewed on, admiring the scenic life around him. He had lived in Iwa for so long; although he loved it with all of his heart, he certainly didn't miss the weather and being surrounded by rocks. This was home; where he was from, he loved it because it resembled the old times. It was a place of traditional and it hadn't changed a bit.
While walking he felt himself bumping into another person in front of him due to his lack of focus. Prompting the collision he could hear the sound of a bucket of some sort crashing to the ground and shattering upon contact. "Oh no!" The sound of a young girl echoed across the skies as she dropped the bucket. She immediately squatted down, examining the damage that occurred. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention!" There was fish everywhere; she peaked over her shoulder with very accusing pout. Zwei retreated a single step, with his hands out in front of him in a surrendering manner. "She immediately stood back up and pointed her finger directly at his face while grasping a bundle of his locks within his hand to pull him closer: "You're going to help me take this back to my house!" She demanded; the other people walking the trial walked around them, making sure to avoid the mess they had made.
"Okay, okay, just let go of my hair please!" He pleaded, not showing any real resistance to what she was doing -- it was ultimately his fault to begin with. "You better." She replied, releasing him and patting herself down a bit. She held her hand out before her, offering it to him: "My name is Tyr; from the Gurantsu clan -- had you not helped I would've gotten my brother Van to beat you up." Zwei gave her a perplexed expression; taking a moment really examine her -- one moment she seemed she was going to rip his head off and now it seemed she was offering him her hand. She was rather cute; she had her chestnut brown hair wrapped in a messy bun she wore a worker's kimono. Zwei took her hand and shook it gently: "Uhm, pleasure to meet you, I'm Zwei." She lifted an eyelid and stared at him intently. Zwei's natural reaction was to lean back just a tad, causing him to go just a tad off balance. "Zwei, why does that name seem so familiar... and you don't seem to worried about my brother... did you know he is the best warrior here; hes already beat the elders."
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