1 Chaos! Calamity! And Company? [Riss/Private/No-kill] Tue Apr 28, 2015 1:44 am
Maigo
D-rank
The city of Kirigakure, bustling in the middle of the day with people everyone in town, shopping, exploring, and generally keeping busy or wasting time as they saw fit. It was a cloudy yet warm and humid day, the weekend, with nothing for anyone to really do, and the same went for Maigo, who was given some money by his parents to go get Kunai and other weapons he could use for when he started his journey as a Genin this coming week. He wandered about the city, his loose fighting jacket covering his hands and his bandages covering up his body, still no shirt, it was much too warm for that and he hated the heat regardless. Everyone else seemed so comfortable, maybe it was just him losing his mind. He went into the first weapon shop he could find, not caring what sort of things he would find in there and only there for some basic kunai and shuriken.
The store attendant turned to him after looking him over, an older gentleman who looked as if he had been running the shop for a while now, he began to speak with a deep and raspy voice, Oh, Hello there, anything I can help you with today? His tone was sincere, he'd probably seen many ninja of all sorts come through, younger then Maigo, older, man-woman, whatever other categories you might choose to identify someone with. Maigo looked around the shop, his head moving in circles as he slowly walked down the wall, No, I don't think so, I'm just here for some kunai and shuriken, enough to get me started out. But I do like these swords and knives you got here, did you make them yourself? Maigo picked up a katana off the rack, admiring it's sheath and slowly pulling it out. The shop clerk had begun a rant about the stores products and such, grabbing a simple pack from behind his counter he prepped a pack of kunai, shuriken, and some other basic supplies a ninja would use. Maigo, still admiring the blade unsheathed it, the blade shining as light from hit it's brand new edge.
Maigo reached towards the counter while the old man began to do some math and give Maigo the change he had, still ranting about what he packed and how he might be able to use it, clearly becoming more and more concerned about Maigo and the blade. Maigo then began to spin the blade about his hand, moving from grip to sitting on his palm, doing extraordinarily well, until the blade hit flat against the counter, being a slight rotation away from cutting into it. The old man had clearly seen enough, throwing his change into his pouch and handing him the pouch as he grabbed the sword before Maigo hurt himself or anyone else. He sheathed the blade and put it behind him as he began pushing Maigo out of the shop, You have what you came here for and what you need, so please on with you, I have no time for tom-foolery today! As he shoved Maigo out basically shooing him away. Maigo dusted himself off, and began walking drawing a small crowd as he was thrown out, he tied the pouch to his waste and put his jacket over it as to cover it along with his hands and arms, and most of his stuff. He walked down a bit, sitting down at a bench about a block past the shop, he didn't care to really look through the pouch of items, he knew it had what he wanted and that was enough for him. He leaned back, pulling his hands out of his sleeves and crossing his arms as he looked up towards the sky and sighing, he was pretty ready to get started with his ninja work, training, going on missions, gaining a rival to make him stronger maybe? He began to fantasize about it as he sat there, wondering what his squad would be like and who might be in it, what they might be like, and if any of them would be beautiful women, starting to get off into a mental rant in that field he began to blush slightly and sink a little further in his bench seat as he thought about possible squad mates and a sensei.
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The store attendant turned to him after looking him over, an older gentleman who looked as if he had been running the shop for a while now, he began to speak with a deep and raspy voice, Oh, Hello there, anything I can help you with today? His tone was sincere, he'd probably seen many ninja of all sorts come through, younger then Maigo, older, man-woman, whatever other categories you might choose to identify someone with. Maigo looked around the shop, his head moving in circles as he slowly walked down the wall, No, I don't think so, I'm just here for some kunai and shuriken, enough to get me started out. But I do like these swords and knives you got here, did you make them yourself? Maigo picked up a katana off the rack, admiring it's sheath and slowly pulling it out. The shop clerk had begun a rant about the stores products and such, grabbing a simple pack from behind his counter he prepped a pack of kunai, shuriken, and some other basic supplies a ninja would use. Maigo, still admiring the blade unsheathed it, the blade shining as light from hit it's brand new edge.
Maigo reached towards the counter while the old man began to do some math and give Maigo the change he had, still ranting about what he packed and how he might be able to use it, clearly becoming more and more concerned about Maigo and the blade. Maigo then began to spin the blade about his hand, moving from grip to sitting on his palm, doing extraordinarily well, until the blade hit flat against the counter, being a slight rotation away from cutting into it. The old man had clearly seen enough, throwing his change into his pouch and handing him the pouch as he grabbed the sword before Maigo hurt himself or anyone else. He sheathed the blade and put it behind him as he began pushing Maigo out of the shop, You have what you came here for and what you need, so please on with you, I have no time for tom-foolery today! As he shoved Maigo out basically shooing him away. Maigo dusted himself off, and began walking drawing a small crowd as he was thrown out, he tied the pouch to his waste and put his jacket over it as to cover it along with his hands and arms, and most of his stuff. He walked down a bit, sitting down at a bench about a block past the shop, he didn't care to really look through the pouch of items, he knew it had what he wanted and that was enough for him. He leaned back, pulling his hands out of his sleeves and crossing his arms as he looked up towards the sky and sighing, he was pretty ready to get started with his ninja work, training, going on missions, gaining a rival to make him stronger maybe? He began to fantasize about it as he sat there, wondering what his squad would be like and who might be in it, what they might be like, and if any of them would be beautiful women, starting to get off into a mental rant in that field he began to blush slightly and sink a little further in his bench seat as he thought about possible squad mates and a sensei.
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