1 Destiny, Perhaps? [P] Sun Aug 02, 2015 11:16 am
Koonta
D-rank
The sun was being covered by clouds by it's warmth could still be felt by all beneath it. The ground was as busy as the sky with shinobi from different villages inhabiting Kumogakure. Actually, the ground was much harder than the ground in Konoha, this ground did not seem to have soil but it was just rock and mountain. The terrain was obviously different, along with the climate. The twelve year old took the changes with a thirst for diversity, which was what he loved about his trip so far. The village and everything within the village was going to be foreign. Maybe he could pick up some Kumogakure shinobi equipment before taking off; he definitely would need some souvenirs. One thing he wished he could do was take home some of this fresh air. The air felt so clean and crisp, it was really hard to describe but the air itself was ‘free and alive’. A breeze came by and blew into Koonta as he deeply breathed in all what he could have. It was strange how this was one of the few times that he had actually thought about his parents since his departure. He figured he could spend them a postcard to let them know of his safety. He went back to reality without a second beat. It was strange how quickly Koonta forgot about his own parents, or maybe that is normal…
Koonta stood with his traveling pack still on his back and his forehead protector was polished to crisp wrapped around his forehead. His eyes were surveying the area for any other Konoha headbands. He easily could have been perceived for some lost child because...he was. A long rumble came from his belly as he ached just to eat. Unfortunately, the young genin desired many things at this point. Company was a big one; he had spent the last few days completely alone in the wilderness. If only he could find someone that could act like a guide during his trip. He did not need a guide to travel across villages to get to Kumogakure but having a guide here would be so much more fun. Chunin Exams are times for high enjoyment and Koonta cannot enjoy alone, he’d need someone to hear all his complaints and how Konoha shinobi are the best.
There was a small rack with flyers, brochures and other useful information. His tiny hands found a map of Kumogakure that he could reference in the near future. His eyes were glazed over the map of Kumo in order to obtain the essence of the village. It was so difficult to choose where to eat, even more so, a place to find shelter. His aching feet were begging to find a place to sit down, just for a minute. The young boy began to feel overwhelmed with all the sudden changes. ' Do they even use ryo?' The boy thought in a panicked state. It was not that he someone to save him but he sure could use some guidance from someone. He was hoping that a stranger walking by would notice his turmoil and help him, even in the slightest. His eyes would look around to find see headbands of shinobi from different villages. Groups led by jonin had genin students following, desperately trying not to get lost. If only he had a sensei, then maybe he would not have to do everything for himself, by himself. He watched the groups of shinobi pass by and wanted to see how much skill they really had. If he had a sensei, then he might have been able to enter the Chunin Exams.
His hand reached for the information stall and grabbed a Chunin Exam booklet. He wanted to see the starting matchups and scenarios. However, a sudden strange sensation overtook his body alarming to look up and away from the book. A bright smile appeared from the young boy as he saw a Konoha headband hovering high in the sky. He regained his composure, hoping no one saw that emotional breakout that had just occurred. Hopefully, the headband would make its way closer to Koonta, so he would not have to be alone anymore. His fingers nervously flipped the pages of the tiny booklet. “ Please…please.” That moment made him realize that he might not have been the adult that he thought he was…
Koonta stood with his traveling pack still on his back and his forehead protector was polished to crisp wrapped around his forehead. His eyes were surveying the area for any other Konoha headbands. He easily could have been perceived for some lost child because...he was. A long rumble came from his belly as he ached just to eat. Unfortunately, the young genin desired many things at this point. Company was a big one; he had spent the last few days completely alone in the wilderness. If only he could find someone that could act like a guide during his trip. He did not need a guide to travel across villages to get to Kumogakure but having a guide here would be so much more fun. Chunin Exams are times for high enjoyment and Koonta cannot enjoy alone, he’d need someone to hear all his complaints and how Konoha shinobi are the best.
There was a small rack with flyers, brochures and other useful information. His tiny hands found a map of Kumogakure that he could reference in the near future. His eyes were glazed over the map of Kumo in order to obtain the essence of the village. It was so difficult to choose where to eat, even more so, a place to find shelter. His aching feet were begging to find a place to sit down, just for a minute. The young boy began to feel overwhelmed with all the sudden changes. ' Do they even use ryo?' The boy thought in a panicked state. It was not that he someone to save him but he sure could use some guidance from someone. He was hoping that a stranger walking by would notice his turmoil and help him, even in the slightest. His eyes would look around to find see headbands of shinobi from different villages. Groups led by jonin had genin students following, desperately trying not to get lost. If only he had a sensei, then maybe he would not have to do everything for himself, by himself. He watched the groups of shinobi pass by and wanted to see how much skill they really had. If he had a sensei, then he might have been able to enter the Chunin Exams.
His hand reached for the information stall and grabbed a Chunin Exam booklet. He wanted to see the starting matchups and scenarios. However, a sudden strange sensation overtook his body alarming to look up and away from the book. A bright smile appeared from the young boy as he saw a Konoha headband hovering high in the sky. He regained his composure, hoping no one saw that emotional breakout that had just occurred. Hopefully, the headband would make its way closer to Koonta, so he would not have to be alone anymore. His fingers nervously flipped the pages of the tiny booklet. “ Please…please.” That moment made him realize that he might not have been the adult that he thought he was…
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