1 Capturing The Perfect Shot [Private/Shogo] Sat May 16, 2015 11:54 am
Itazura Sarutobi
D-rank
"Thanks for the food dad!" I called back to the master baker with half a cookie in my mouth. Well he wasn't quite the master but my father did make the best triple chocolate cookies in town (not to be biased as his son of course I had messed around with other bakeries but dad's always had the best).
"Only the best for my little ninja!" Dad called back as I wiped the cookie crumbs off the corners of my mouth. I just laughed back in response and took a stroll down the street. My shiny and new Konoha forehead protector ever so shiny-and-newly around my head. As for right now I didn't have much to do since it was the weekend.
A small yellow bird flew by, I only caught it by the corner of my eye. The little winged thing swooped high and landed cutely on a branch of a nearby a tree. As the ever ready artist I was, I picked up my camera that hung on a black strap around my neck. Slowly creeping up to the tree, I looked through the camera lens for the perfect shot of that little bird. It had its head cocked slightly to the left and was perched on a little patch of sunlight that shone through the leaves.
"Gotcha." I whispered as my camera clicked and I captured the perfect shot of a tiny little bird. At the sound the yellow chick immediately took off into the blue sky. "Bye." I waved, "Thanks for the perfect shot." A photo whirred out of my Polaroid, just as I expected the subject of the picture was perfect. I did have an ace eye for detail after all. That little yellow bird had made my lazy picture taking afternoon.
I sighed and put the photo my travel sized photo album that was attached to my camera strap. Sure the little yellow bird might have been the shot of the day, but I was still searching for the shot of century. While ninja-ing was technically my real purpose in life, the will of fire and Sarutobi duty et cetera, et cetera, I couldn't let an ace eye for detail just go to waste. Picture taking might've just been a hobby of mine to kill time, but it was also something I didn't mind going one hundred percent effort for. Thus my indefinite search for the "shot of the century" had begun. A while back when I was the good student, my mom had gotten me this Polaroid camera. It's almost funny I still use it today despite our relationship not being the best.
Once more out of the corner of my eye I spotted another perfect subject. A lady with auburn hair and sunglasses. She walking up some sidewalk stairs, and she was wearing a rather short skirt. I put my camera to my eye, zooming in on those long legs. "Just a little further." I whispered, backing up a few steps. She was walking away and was oblivious to my presence as she took the final step up, her wonderfully short skirt revealing— click!
"Perfect!" I whispered, the artist capturing another shot on a lazy picture taking afternoon. The photo whirred out and I felt a little heat rush to my cheeks as I awed over the subject matter. That stupid silly smile wouldn't come off my face as I discreetly shoved that photo in my album.
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"Only the best for my little ninja!" Dad called back as I wiped the cookie crumbs off the corners of my mouth. I just laughed back in response and took a stroll down the street. My shiny and new Konoha forehead protector ever so shiny-and-newly around my head. As for right now I didn't have much to do since it was the weekend.
A small yellow bird flew by, I only caught it by the corner of my eye. The little winged thing swooped high and landed cutely on a branch of a nearby a tree. As the ever ready artist I was, I picked up my camera that hung on a black strap around my neck. Slowly creeping up to the tree, I looked through the camera lens for the perfect shot of that little bird. It had its head cocked slightly to the left and was perched on a little patch of sunlight that shone through the leaves.
"Gotcha." I whispered as my camera clicked and I captured the perfect shot of a tiny little bird. At the sound the yellow chick immediately took off into the blue sky. "Bye." I waved, "Thanks for the perfect shot." A photo whirred out of my Polaroid, just as I expected the subject of the picture was perfect. I did have an ace eye for detail after all. That little yellow bird had made my lazy picture taking afternoon.
I sighed and put the photo my travel sized photo album that was attached to my camera strap. Sure the little yellow bird might have been the shot of the day, but I was still searching for the shot of century. While ninja-ing was technically my real purpose in life, the will of fire and Sarutobi duty et cetera, et cetera, I couldn't let an ace eye for detail just go to waste. Picture taking might've just been a hobby of mine to kill time, but it was also something I didn't mind going one hundred percent effort for. Thus my indefinite search for the "shot of the century" had begun. A while back when I was the good student, my mom had gotten me this Polaroid camera. It's almost funny I still use it today despite our relationship not being the best.
Once more out of the corner of my eye I spotted another perfect subject. A lady with auburn hair and sunglasses. She walking up some sidewalk stairs, and she was wearing a rather short skirt. I put my camera to my eye, zooming in on those long legs. "Just a little further." I whispered, backing up a few steps. She was walking away and was oblivious to my presence as she took the final step up, her wonderfully short skirt revealing— click!
"Perfect!" I whispered, the artist capturing another shot on a lazy picture taking afternoon. The photo whirred out and I felt a little heat rush to my cheeks as I awed over the subject matter. That stupid silly smile wouldn't come off my face as I discreetly shoved that photo in my album.
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