1 New Friends ( Invite Only ) Tue Sep 20, 2016 10:46 pm
Burittsu
D-rank
Walking throughout the forest on the path that led from the village since his return to the world it had been a total of three full days and two years if anyone wanted to be exact as he had not returned to the temple itself to pay off his respect to his dead parents. The sound of the critters rushing to escape the danger they sense within Burittsu but the danger was kept deep down inside of him. He only wanted to pay respects as he continued to onward his mind was only in thought as he only recalled how he met the chakra presence of his parents both cloaked as he was unable to see the face of either of them. Stopping as the sun pierced through the leafs of the tree’s it shined down brightly upon Burittsu revealing the males characteristics he had a brown toned skin. With no shirt but black parachute pants and a black scarf around his neck wrapped around his head was a black cloth as he walked around in sandals his navy blue eyes shined brightly in the sun and pierced through the darkness his hair was also a navy blue shining in the sun.
“Been a while I should bring some flowers.”
As he continued on his walk until it seemed he almost reached the intended location he needed to be he stopped as he spotted on the ground a bush of flowers with many exotic colors. As it came with baby blue and bright purple he gave it a quick whiff as he only hoped these flowers were just beauty without the effects of poison or attracting a large ignorant animal. Giving a smile he headed down the path once more as it indeed took him a while with his mind continuing to bobble as he recalled his first time ever to come out here to visit the grave of his parents. The black book that they gave to him was long gone as it was only a manual to show him how not to fall under the impression that all shinobi were only good as weapons and tools for the village. Every time he opened and read the information he felt as if he was living their dream by not being a tool or becoming a mindless killing mission with no heart or mercy.
This thought only brought a smile on his face as he came to a stop the stone path underneath his feet was cut off and buried by nothing but grass that went up to his ankle as the stone temple itself looked cleaner on the outside. As if more people came to pay their respects to the people who also died in this temple even if it was destroyed it was the thought that count as it was clear to see the only thing they thought with was with their hearts. Taking a step on the grass it felt as if he was getting tangled in a web full of nature it did not matter though as he crossed through the field looking at his main destination. Even if the walk was not long from the field of grass to the inside of the temple it only took a minute or two as it seemed Burittsu simply felt as if he had all the time in the world gazing around the hallways as civilians passed him heading back to the village. It felt good as he saw for himself once he entered the main room a series of civilians and shinobi alike paying respects to the family, and friends they have lost in the past he felt as if this was a safe place to come especially for stories of other fallen shinobi or family members. Heading to what seemed as tombstones now built inside the temple and implanted into the floor Burittsu simply bowed and dropped to his knees in a sign of great respect. Placing the blue flower upon his father's grave and the purple on his mother's he only placed his head upon the floor of the ground and began to speak.
“Father and Mother it has been some time but do not threat I am becoming a splendid shinobi believe me I will try to be the very best.. You have my word.”
WC: 721
“Been a while I should bring some flowers.”
As he continued on his walk until it seemed he almost reached the intended location he needed to be he stopped as he spotted on the ground a bush of flowers with many exotic colors. As it came with baby blue and bright purple he gave it a quick whiff as he only hoped these flowers were just beauty without the effects of poison or attracting a large ignorant animal. Giving a smile he headed down the path once more as it indeed took him a while with his mind continuing to bobble as he recalled his first time ever to come out here to visit the grave of his parents. The black book that they gave to him was long gone as it was only a manual to show him how not to fall under the impression that all shinobi were only good as weapons and tools for the village. Every time he opened and read the information he felt as if he was living their dream by not being a tool or becoming a mindless killing mission with no heart or mercy.
This thought only brought a smile on his face as he came to a stop the stone path underneath his feet was cut off and buried by nothing but grass that went up to his ankle as the stone temple itself looked cleaner on the outside. As if more people came to pay their respects to the people who also died in this temple even if it was destroyed it was the thought that count as it was clear to see the only thing they thought with was with their hearts. Taking a step on the grass it felt as if he was getting tangled in a web full of nature it did not matter though as he crossed through the field looking at his main destination. Even if the walk was not long from the field of grass to the inside of the temple it only took a minute or two as it seemed Burittsu simply felt as if he had all the time in the world gazing around the hallways as civilians passed him heading back to the village. It felt good as he saw for himself once he entered the main room a series of civilians and shinobi alike paying respects to the family, and friends they have lost in the past he felt as if this was a safe place to come especially for stories of other fallen shinobi or family members. Heading to what seemed as tombstones now built inside the temple and implanted into the floor Burittsu simply bowed and dropped to his knees in a sign of great respect. Placing the blue flower upon his father's grave and the purple on his mother's he only placed his head upon the floor of the ground and began to speak.
“Father and Mother it has been some time but do not threat I am becoming a splendid shinobi believe me I will try to be the very best.. You have my word.”
WC: 721