1 Celebration [Invite Only; Takashi] Fri Aug 12, 2016 6:20 pm
Kashizudoto
S-rank
Together, Kashizudoto and the blind boy who he met at the marketplace had just retrieved a lost shipment of citrus fruits, not a mission but rather a job that they both volunteered to do for the vendor. It turned out, in the end, that it was just a broken wheel - nothing too major. It was just their luck that six bandits showed up after they arrived on the scene; Kashizudoto had pummeled five and trapped the other one, but Takashi let him go for some reason, perhaps because he was too held back by his visual condition to act confidently against the criminal. When Kashizudoto had suggested that the blind boy get a ninja pet to help him see, the boy explained that his clan already had ninja cats and that he was just not assigned to one just yet. That was a relief, at least Takashi would have something to stand by him and act as his eyes at all times.
Back in the Academy, which Kashizudoto had only recently graduated from, who he was placed with in various classes would dictate his friendships. That was to say, his "best friends" would change every year. That wasn't to say that he wasn't close with those friends, but the lack of longetivity was always very bothersome. He had always hoped to one day make a lifelong friend, who he would be alongside not just for one year. Perhaps this blind boy would become that longtime best friend that he was looking for, only time would tell if that was to be the case.
Anyway, they had all gotten back safe and sound to the vendor. While Kashizudoto completely forgot about what he had originally wanted to buy at the marketplace, it seemed that Takashi did not forget about the citrus tea leaves that he wanted so badly that they went out into the Dense Forest to get them. Looks like the guy really loved his tea. Anyway, Kashizudoto offered him to come over and celebrate their victory over some ramen at Ichiraku's. And who could refuse some good ol' ramen?
It was a quite evening, with a gentle, moist breeze that reminded him a little bit of the atmosphere of the Dense Forest that they'd just been in. He was walking over there with Takashi, who still apparently wasn't assigned his ninja cat yet. An interesting thing about the ramen place was that no matter how busy it was, there always seemed to be a seat open. Kashizudoto loved that about this place. Like some kind of genjutsu.
"Alright," said Kashizudoto to Ayame as he sat down and put some ryo on the counter, "Could I have some pork ramen please?"
"Sure," said Teuchi's loyal daughter Ayame, "Coming right up!" Those two, Teuchi and Ayame: they really were hard workers. It was always nice seeing them work together to make the best quality ramen that they could. The stuff they made was much better than the instant ramen sold in the marketplace for sure.
As they prepared the dish, Kashizudoto began daydreaming of the katana that he was going to buy some day. Like Takashi, Kashizudoto had also not unlocked his true potential. That is to say, he did not yet buy a katana yet - just as the blind boy wasn't assigned his ninja cat yet. He imagined himself swinging his own blade. Cutting down bandits. Parrying enemy strikes. Slashing through defenses. Fighting through jutsu. It was gonna be sweet! A sharp, shiny, fine blade it would indeed be. Mind you, Kashizudoto had already been saving up his ryo for a very nice katana that he would be able to wield as a chuunin. His mind then drifted away from his katana as he realized that his friend was right next to him - probably daydreaming as well although maybe not. He already had a taste of his friend daydreaming when he, lost in his imagination, referred to the simple townsfolk of Kodachi as "criminals" and continued accusing them until the real bandits showed up. Kashizudoto grinned a little looking back at it.
WC: 689
Back in the Academy, which Kashizudoto had only recently graduated from, who he was placed with in various classes would dictate his friendships. That was to say, his "best friends" would change every year. That wasn't to say that he wasn't close with those friends, but the lack of longetivity was always very bothersome. He had always hoped to one day make a lifelong friend, who he would be alongside not just for one year. Perhaps this blind boy would become that longtime best friend that he was looking for, only time would tell if that was to be the case.
Anyway, they had all gotten back safe and sound to the vendor. While Kashizudoto completely forgot about what he had originally wanted to buy at the marketplace, it seemed that Takashi did not forget about the citrus tea leaves that he wanted so badly that they went out into the Dense Forest to get them. Looks like the guy really loved his tea. Anyway, Kashizudoto offered him to come over and celebrate their victory over some ramen at Ichiraku's. And who could refuse some good ol' ramen?
It was a quite evening, with a gentle, moist breeze that reminded him a little bit of the atmosphere of the Dense Forest that they'd just been in. He was walking over there with Takashi, who still apparently wasn't assigned his ninja cat yet. An interesting thing about the ramen place was that no matter how busy it was, there always seemed to be a seat open. Kashizudoto loved that about this place. Like some kind of genjutsu.
"Alright," said Kashizudoto to Ayame as he sat down and put some ryo on the counter, "Could I have some pork ramen please?"
"Sure," said Teuchi's loyal daughter Ayame, "Coming right up!" Those two, Teuchi and Ayame: they really were hard workers. It was always nice seeing them work together to make the best quality ramen that they could. The stuff they made was much better than the instant ramen sold in the marketplace for sure.
As they prepared the dish, Kashizudoto began daydreaming of the katana that he was going to buy some day. Like Takashi, Kashizudoto had also not unlocked his true potential. That is to say, he did not yet buy a katana yet - just as the blind boy wasn't assigned his ninja cat yet. He imagined himself swinging his own blade. Cutting down bandits. Parrying enemy strikes. Slashing through defenses. Fighting through jutsu. It was gonna be sweet! A sharp, shiny, fine blade it would indeed be. Mind you, Kashizudoto had already been saving up his ryo for a very nice katana that he would be able to wield as a chuunin. His mind then drifted away from his katana as he realized that his friend was right next to him - probably daydreaming as well although maybe not. He already had a taste of his friend daydreaming when he, lost in his imagination, referred to the simple townsfolk of Kodachi as "criminals" and continued accusing them until the real bandits showed up. Kashizudoto grinned a little looking back at it.
WC: 689