1 Stroll of Wonders [Plot/NK] Sun Oct 18, 2015 2:14 am
Suutei
B-rank
Folding his arms he looked over the skyline of the village. It was bright and early he awoke today, but others saw it wasn't out of character. Looking out over the village wearing a blue jacket and a red scarf with an anchor on it. Under that is a white shirt with a single blue line down the middle. He also wears a pair of grey jeans with a belt and dark blue boots. The village of Kumogakure no Sato was more peaceful as of late, and since he handled the Giant monster case nothing was much of an issue. Aside from the normal petty crimes taking place within the village, and he hadn't heard much from his friend Keigo as well. Taking in a breath of air fresher than the first flower of spring, and he got to thinking that the mountain air was something he had grown fond too.
Suutei began to think of how his parents were doing at this time, and if his father would finally relinquish the family sword to him. Now that he thought about it he had not taken the time to actually practice sword skills at all. Yet the difficult part was finding a teacher for the said technique, but where this teacher was he could only imagine. Grabbing his back pack from the ground he leaped over the cliff diving into the village, and the wind blew through his hair. Preparing the Storm technique before he hit the ground a large gust of wind spread from around him. Slowly touching his toe to the ground to his heel, and looked around as he adjusted his self accordingly taking his stroll onward through the village.
As he wandered the village he aimlessly spent his money frivolously. On random things realizing he ran low on Ryo he stopped. He cursed himself as his head hung low and he looked down at his fingers at the red dust from the potato chips. Looking over his shoulder he saw the light shimmer into his eyes from a woman's hair, it was silver than the finest crafted steel. It was rather invigorating to see someone young with hair like that. Licking his fingers and making himself quickly presentable, he took a deep breath and began to approach her.
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Suutei began to think of how his parents were doing at this time, and if his father would finally relinquish the family sword to him. Now that he thought about it he had not taken the time to actually practice sword skills at all. Yet the difficult part was finding a teacher for the said technique, but where this teacher was he could only imagine. Grabbing his back pack from the ground he leaped over the cliff diving into the village, and the wind blew through his hair. Preparing the Storm technique before he hit the ground a large gust of wind spread from around him. Slowly touching his toe to the ground to his heel, and looked around as he adjusted his self accordingly taking his stroll onward through the village.
As he wandered the village he aimlessly spent his money frivolously. On random things realizing he ran low on Ryo he stopped. He cursed himself as his head hung low and he looked down at his fingers at the red dust from the potato chips. Looking over his shoulder he saw the light shimmer into his eyes from a woman's hair, it was silver than the finest crafted steel. It was rather invigorating to see someone young with hair like that. Licking his fingers and making himself quickly presentable, he took a deep breath and began to approach her.
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