1 A market in the bar(P/Mitsuo/NK) Mon Nov 07, 2016 6:26 am
Aomine
D-rank
...His steps became faster as he suddenly planted his left foot downwards about two metres away from Syn as he balanced himself on it. Springing off of the same foot, he launched himself about one meter into the air while lifting his right knee up above his hip, swinging it back and bringing himself down hard into a 360 degree turn. As his right leg came around Syn's front intending to land a hit on his chest, Syn joined both of his hands together and raised them to his chest as he tried to defend it but the force of the kick was so strong that it pushed him few metres back with him almost on the floor. Without wasting much time, Syn got up and started towards the man as he saw him land on the ground.. Within one metre range of the man, he made a 360 degree turn with both his right and left leg but using the left leg as his pivot he used his right leg to swing the sand, dirt and broken substances on the floor right at the swordman's face aiming to disrupt his one eyed sight...
The sound of glass shattering caught Syn's attention as he snapped out of his memory zone. People often got drunk at the bar but that gave them no right to disturb other people's peace. He looked away from the incident while focusing his eyes on the liquid in his cup. Memories of his genin life still hazy in his head. Who was the man again? Genko Binsu? he tried to remember. Yea, that was him. He had fought the man twice and the fight was a remarkable one as he had forced the man to fight almost at his best regardless of the fact that Syn was only a genin back then and in the end the man agreed to be his sensei before the unexpectable turn of events and his life as a ninja of the leaf village went down the drain.
He was putting on a brown kimono and he appeared not to be armed though he was, with several kunais up his sleeves. He wore no headband because he saw no reason to bring it to a bar and he blended well with the environment. Teal green hair and no sun glasses this time. He was sitting at the extreme of the bar where he could take everything and everyone into view incase anyone odd came in, he would be at alert. He had come here to meet with someone he hadn't seen before. His contacts had let him know that someone was willing to sell a rare item. No much information was given on the person or item except that the seller was elderly and the meeting point was at the bar so sooner or later, this person would come in and the transaction would be quick. Leaning back and taking another sip slowly, he waited patiently.
WC:500
The sound of glass shattering caught Syn's attention as he snapped out of his memory zone. People often got drunk at the bar but that gave them no right to disturb other people's peace. He looked away from the incident while focusing his eyes on the liquid in his cup. Memories of his genin life still hazy in his head. Who was the man again? Genko Binsu? he tried to remember. Yea, that was him. He had fought the man twice and the fight was a remarkable one as he had forced the man to fight almost at his best regardless of the fact that Syn was only a genin back then and in the end the man agreed to be his sensei before the unexpectable turn of events and his life as a ninja of the leaf village went down the drain.
He was putting on a brown kimono and he appeared not to be armed though he was, with several kunais up his sleeves. He wore no headband because he saw no reason to bring it to a bar and he blended well with the environment. Teal green hair and no sun glasses this time. He was sitting at the extreme of the bar where he could take everything and everyone into view incase anyone odd came in, he would be at alert. He had come here to meet with someone he hadn't seen before. His contacts had let him know that someone was willing to sell a rare item. No much information was given on the person or item except that the seller was elderly and the meeting point was at the bar so sooner or later, this person would come in and the transaction would be quick. Leaning back and taking another sip slowly, he waited patiently.
WC:500