1 A Twist of Fate (Private/Suutei) Thu Dec 24, 2015 6:47 pm
Jeiku
D-rank
Jeiku started his day off today perkier than usual, for today he was going to the posher side of Iwagakure. From his experiences yesterday on his mission everyone in Iwa was nice and treated him as a equal and this would be his first time looking at all the shining stuff the rich folk had to sell without being shooed off or getting dirty looks shot at him. 'Ahhh! For once I actually look forward to waking up! I thank you everyday for this Lord Tsuchikage.' Jeiku said to himself while gazing at the sky.
Jeiku was captivised by these two birds twirling around in circles as if dancing. Nothing else mattered to them at that time just that moment, that dance, as if no one existed but them. That's how Jeiku imagined real life ninja combat would be like. How he longed to be a hero to matter to someone anyone. Even if it were just one person that cared. He finally snapped himself back into reality and continued on with his day.
The posher area of Iwagakure was nice, much nicer than anywhere else Jeiku has ever been in his life. Even with his old teacher he never went into a proper shinobi village. His body was over come with excitement seeing all the nice shiny things and smelling all the delicious food. He so wished that he had money to buy something but he was over the moon just looking.
Timidily he enter each store seeing bigger and better things in each one. A barrel of shiny kunai in one store, a bunch of fresh hot pork buns in the next and the piece he fantasied about the most was the suit of Iwa shinobi armor. Tired from the walking around Jeiku found refuge under a tree in some shade. He slumped down resting his back up against the truck of the tree. 'Well that was something' Jeiku said out loud to himself.
Turning from the tree to lay down in the shade Jeiku placed his hands under his head and looked back up into the sky. Once again Jeiku started to fantasies about how good it would be to be a hero shinobi coming back into the village after a huge battle, everyone cheering, everyone wanting to see and speak to the hero of their village. He could feel the hands picking him up and raising him into the air, he could hear the deafening roar of the villagers and he could taste the feast that ensued after the victory.
But soon that excitement turned to aniexty as he remember the small parts he could of his clans destruction. It was constantly on his mind whether the destroyers of his clan would ever try to hunt him down he always felt as though he was a loose end and that they were going to come back at anytime to finish the job. He had heard about professionals that do that. That was part of the reason he never came to a village in the first place.
Jeiku managed to calm himself down and snap back into reality. He decided that he would start to head back to the administration building and turn in for the night until he spotted someone interesting sitting at the stool of a local restruant. The thing that attracted Jeiku first was the fact that he had seen those clothes around before he wasn't sure what it meant but he know that everyone he saw that wore it was a skilled swordsman and that's exactly the type of people he wanted to meet in Iwagakure. It wasn't only that reason that drew him to this mystery teen but he felt something in his stomach urging him to go up and talk to him.
So he finally gathered up enough courage to approach the teen and managed the get out a soft 'Excuse me I hate to bother you but are you a shinobi?' while softly tugging at the teen's sleeve. Even though he knew what the answer would be he hoped that this could start him talking.
WC: 685
Jeiku was captivised by these two birds twirling around in circles as if dancing. Nothing else mattered to them at that time just that moment, that dance, as if no one existed but them. That's how Jeiku imagined real life ninja combat would be like. How he longed to be a hero to matter to someone anyone. Even if it were just one person that cared. He finally snapped himself back into reality and continued on with his day.
The posher area of Iwagakure was nice, much nicer than anywhere else Jeiku has ever been in his life. Even with his old teacher he never went into a proper shinobi village. His body was over come with excitement seeing all the nice shiny things and smelling all the delicious food. He so wished that he had money to buy something but he was over the moon just looking.
Timidily he enter each store seeing bigger and better things in each one. A barrel of shiny kunai in one store, a bunch of fresh hot pork buns in the next and the piece he fantasied about the most was the suit of Iwa shinobi armor. Tired from the walking around Jeiku found refuge under a tree in some shade. He slumped down resting his back up against the truck of the tree. 'Well that was something' Jeiku said out loud to himself.
Turning from the tree to lay down in the shade Jeiku placed his hands under his head and looked back up into the sky. Once again Jeiku started to fantasies about how good it would be to be a hero shinobi coming back into the village after a huge battle, everyone cheering, everyone wanting to see and speak to the hero of their village. He could feel the hands picking him up and raising him into the air, he could hear the deafening roar of the villagers and he could taste the feast that ensued after the victory.
But soon that excitement turned to aniexty as he remember the small parts he could of his clans destruction. It was constantly on his mind whether the destroyers of his clan would ever try to hunt him down he always felt as though he was a loose end and that they were going to come back at anytime to finish the job. He had heard about professionals that do that. That was part of the reason he never came to a village in the first place.
Jeiku managed to calm himself down and snap back into reality. He decided that he would start to head back to the administration building and turn in for the night until he spotted someone interesting sitting at the stool of a local restruant. The thing that attracted Jeiku first was the fact that he had seen those clothes around before he wasn't sure what it meant but he know that everyone he saw that wore it was a skilled swordsman and that's exactly the type of people he wanted to meet in Iwagakure. It wasn't only that reason that drew him to this mystery teen but he felt something in his stomach urging him to go up and talk to him.
So he finally gathered up enough courage to approach the teen and managed the get out a soft 'Excuse me I hate to bother you but are you a shinobi?' while softly tugging at the teen's sleeve. Even though he knew what the answer would be he hoped that this could start him talking.
WC: 685