1 Keep Your Head Up [Kazuma/No Kill] Wed May 27, 2015 11:20 pm
Sujin
D-rank
Sujin walked through the crowd one bleak morning in Konoha. It was surprising to him how, even now, he could find areas that weren't completely familiar to him. The village was vast indeed. But it wasn't the vastness that intrigued him. What intrigued him was how he felt like he had been to this part of the village before, but never noticed what was here. Not that it should have surprised him by any means. He was quite aloof, usually paying attention to the crazy machinations of his brain whenever he strolled around. The thing about him was that he never really had many places to go, he would just walk about.
This time, however, he was paying even less attention to his walking. Having gathered some new coins, he had been distracting himself easily with a coin that he flipped. His thumb flicking the coin up into the air and then his hand catching it. Such an activity Sujin would later call 'training' to his parents when they would ask where he had been all day. In fact, he had been getting better at flipping the coin. His hand-eye coordination must have been improving because of this little act, or at least, enough for him to honestly defend his measly attempt at skimping on training.
A little snickering escaped his lips as he flipped his coin. It wasn't like he really yearned for training, and his parents knew it. But he didn't want to be so far behind others that he couldn't compete. He had to prove to himself that he could do the bare minimum, at the least, yet he was more about proving to himself what he could do than meeting anyone else's expectations. So no matter the pace of his training, the only judge was going to be him, and with someone as laid back as him being the judge, he was doing just fine himself.
Another flip of his coin, this time it went higher than his head. Sujin followed the coin, keeping his eyes trained on it as it turned almost endlessly in the air. Heads, tails, heads, tails, heads, tails, -- a rough smack to his shoulder threw his gaze off to an odd looking gutter. Before he could register the rest of the roof the gutter was attached to, his feet stumbled back and the sound of the coin dropping hit the ground. He looked around and soon found the culprit behind the sudden jar.
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This time, however, he was paying even less attention to his walking. Having gathered some new coins, he had been distracting himself easily with a coin that he flipped. His thumb flicking the coin up into the air and then his hand catching it. Such an activity Sujin would later call 'training' to his parents when they would ask where he had been all day. In fact, he had been getting better at flipping the coin. His hand-eye coordination must have been improving because of this little act, or at least, enough for him to honestly defend his measly attempt at skimping on training.
A little snickering escaped his lips as he flipped his coin. It wasn't like he really yearned for training, and his parents knew it. But he didn't want to be so far behind others that he couldn't compete. He had to prove to himself that he could do the bare minimum, at the least, yet he was more about proving to himself what he could do than meeting anyone else's expectations. So no matter the pace of his training, the only judge was going to be him, and with someone as laid back as him being the judge, he was doing just fine himself.
Another flip of his coin, this time it went higher than his head. Sujin followed the coin, keeping his eyes trained on it as it turned almost endlessly in the air. Heads, tails, heads, tails, heads, tails, -- a rough smack to his shoulder threw his gaze off to an odd looking gutter. Before he could register the rest of the roof the gutter was attached to, his feet stumbled back and the sound of the coin dropping hit the ground. He looked around and soon found the culprit behind the sudden jar.
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