1 Chuunin Brawlers! (Invite only) Fri Oct 26, 2012 2:48 pm
Nenshou Warai
D-rank
Nenshou Warai stood on the sandy ground, scuffing it with his sandaled foot as he waited. He had come here today to meet with a chuunin by the name of Tomoya Kato who had agreed to meet and sparr with Nenshou at this spot today, giving him some much needed practice as it seemed like forever since the last time the chuunin had had a chance to stretch his muscles and do a bit of honest sparring.
They hadn't agreed upon a spacific time to meet and Nenshou had showed up first thing in the morning, perhaps a little over-zealous to begin, and had ended up sitting around for hours. The sun had come out and risen high over head and Nenshou found himself cursing his stupid anxiousness for combat that had compelled him to arrive so damned early. He considered how silly he would look having been sittingout here all day long. Talk about seeming desperate, he thought.
Tired of standing idle, Nenshou removed his custom red chuunin vest and placed it on the ground, leaving him only in his black underclothes. He began to stretch and limber up, extending a leg here, and arm there, before finally beginning a light jog around the area to get the blood flowing. Only another five or ten minutes had passed this way before a noise behind him caught his attention. "Hmm?" nenshou stopped his warm-up jog mid-stride and looked over his shoulder.
They hadn't agreed upon a spacific time to meet and Nenshou had showed up first thing in the morning, perhaps a little over-zealous to begin, and had ended up sitting around for hours. The sun had come out and risen high over head and Nenshou found himself cursing his stupid anxiousness for combat that had compelled him to arrive so damned early. He considered how silly he would look having been sittingout here all day long. Talk about seeming desperate, he thought.
Tired of standing idle, Nenshou removed his custom red chuunin vest and placed it on the ground, leaving him only in his black underclothes. He began to stretch and limber up, extending a leg here, and arm there, before finally beginning a light jog around the area to get the blood flowing. Only another five or ten minutes had passed this way before a noise behind him caught his attention. "Hmm?" nenshou stopped his warm-up jog mid-stride and looked over his shoulder.