1 The First Leaf [Private|Serah] Fri Jun 03, 2016 5:05 am
Kuroshiki
D-rank
Today marked his second day in Konohagakure no Sato, though it was actually the first day he would be spending within the village walls. The Land of Fire brought a sense of familiarity to Kuroshiki from all the greenery he had been able to spot along the way to the village. It was a pleasant land to be in, all things considered, being a stark contrast to the last country he had been in; Tsuchi no Kuni. Around the late afternoon Kuroshiki had run in to an individual who was more than kind enough to show him the way through this foreign land – it was foreign to Kuroshiki at least. If the stranger hadn’t been as kind as he was, Kuroshiki would have likely arrived in the village later in to the evening, as it was likely he would be taking his time to make sure he wasn’t heading in the wrong direction. Needless to say, the young Nozaki had eventually found his way to the village and was able to find accommodations for his stay within the village. He wasn’t sure how long he would spend here, considering he would still likely be hunted down by his uncle, but that matter didn’t affect him too much for the first month or so. Knowing that he needed to improve his skills to be able to hold his own instead of constantly running away was a matter he needed to address, though his skills were unlikely to progress until he got a proper handle on controlling the nature of his katon chakra.
Having spent the night in a decent inn the previous night, Kuroshiki had sought to find proper accommodations that would be able to last him for some time, though that matter he could explore later in the day. With the time just before noon and a full nights rest behind him, Kuroshiki decided to venture out to the village’s market district to see what was available. It was unlikely he would purchase anything, and instead would simply browse the area and get a feel of the village itself, for he hadn’t had the time the previous day due to being slightly weary from constantly travelling. With his unruly hair and glasses in place, Kuroshiki’s eyes roved over the various market stalls and larger shops, noting what could be found where. Perhaps once he figured out how long he’d be here for and had a more… reasonably priced place to stay, he would actually begin purchasing items that could be of use. He was unaware of the village’s possession of places such as libraries, something he could discover later today if time allowed him to – Kuroshiki had the day free to himself, as he wasn’t exactly a shinobi of the village, thus he could come and go as he pleases without having to constrain his time due to missions or other such work.
Currently he was stopped at a weapon’s shop, browsing through their wares with absolutely no intention to purchase any of their items now or later down the road. Kuroshiki had no need for weapons, nor did he think they would eventually become of use for him. Kunai, senbon, and shuriken he could use and would likely purchase a decent amount, but that was later down the road when he would actually require more of them. Right now Kuroshiki wished to avoid conflict entirely and he had progressed decently at taijutsu over the past few months that the urgency to purchase the basic tools hadn’t come to pass. As his eyes hovered over the various weapons, such as katanas, tantos, and odachis, Kuroshiki wondered how many people actually came here on a daily basis to purchase a weapon such as these. Most of them were factory made, he could tell that much, and as such wouldn’t be of too much worth to an actual swordsman. His eyes quickly looked up to see the shopkeeper giving him a dirty look. It was likely due to the fact that Kuroshiki had been here for the past ten minutes and had done nothing more than just look at the weapons with a keen eye. Ignoring the man’s stare, Kuroshiki went back to looking at the weapons and decided he’d test the man’s patience slightly, though he would be out of the place within the next couple of minutes regardless.
Having spent the night in a decent inn the previous night, Kuroshiki had sought to find proper accommodations that would be able to last him for some time, though that matter he could explore later in the day. With the time just before noon and a full nights rest behind him, Kuroshiki decided to venture out to the village’s market district to see what was available. It was unlikely he would purchase anything, and instead would simply browse the area and get a feel of the village itself, for he hadn’t had the time the previous day due to being slightly weary from constantly travelling. With his unruly hair and glasses in place, Kuroshiki’s eyes roved over the various market stalls and larger shops, noting what could be found where. Perhaps once he figured out how long he’d be here for and had a more… reasonably priced place to stay, he would actually begin purchasing items that could be of use. He was unaware of the village’s possession of places such as libraries, something he could discover later today if time allowed him to – Kuroshiki had the day free to himself, as he wasn’t exactly a shinobi of the village, thus he could come and go as he pleases without having to constrain his time due to missions or other such work.
Currently he was stopped at a weapon’s shop, browsing through their wares with absolutely no intention to purchase any of their items now or later down the road. Kuroshiki had no need for weapons, nor did he think they would eventually become of use for him. Kunai, senbon, and shuriken he could use and would likely purchase a decent amount, but that was later down the road when he would actually require more of them. Right now Kuroshiki wished to avoid conflict entirely and he had progressed decently at taijutsu over the past few months that the urgency to purchase the basic tools hadn’t come to pass. As his eyes hovered over the various weapons, such as katanas, tantos, and odachis, Kuroshiki wondered how many people actually came here on a daily basis to purchase a weapon such as these. Most of them were factory made, he could tell that much, and as such wouldn’t be of too much worth to an actual swordsman. His eyes quickly looked up to see the shopkeeper giving him a dirty look. It was likely due to the fact that Kuroshiki had been here for the past ten minutes and had done nothing more than just look at the weapons with a keen eye. Ignoring the man’s stare, Kuroshiki went back to looking at the weapons and decided he’d test the man’s patience slightly, though he would be out of the place within the next couple of minutes regardless.
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