1 Time in the Training Fields [ Open | NK ] Sun Nov 20, 2016 7:02 am
Ginza
D-rank
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The morning for Ginza went slower than it normally did, with the twenty-four year old actually having time to sleep in and laze about for once. It was one of his rare days off from his work as both a shinobi of Konohagakure and a medic of the Konohagakure hospital. And really, with the Hokage away in Iwagakure no Sato discussing politics with the current Tsuchikage Karumo, he was a little surprised to be let off the hook, so to speak, with his duties. Still, even on his days off Ginza was usually one to make the best of the free time that he had, but he found himself craving a respite on this particular day. So, when the sun finally found its way into his tiny apartment, it found Ginza still in his bed asleep as the sun’s yellow light poked its way through his window and landed itself on his face.
It was a calmer way to wake, with the sun on his face rather than the shrill sound of an alarm, or sitting up heart racing after a nightmare. It was much more pleasant, though it had been such a long time since he had been able to greet the sun while still in bed. Ginza, shifted as he felt the warmth on his face, and the light began to push through his closed eyelids. He almost moved to roll over away from the light, but he didn’t, sighing as he slowly opened his eyes to greet the morning world. The shinobi yawned, pushing himself up, leaning against the wall that his bed was pressed up again for a moment as he observed his apartment. It was just as he’d left it, of course, mostly in order, with only a bit of mess. Enough that people could tell that it had been well lived since Ginza had returned to the village those few years ago after the slaughter at the temple and living at the hands of the group that had did the slaughtering. But, he was here now, and this was his home, and he was fairly certain that it wasn’t going to change any time soon. He had dedicated his life to the village. Giving another yawn, Ginza found himself stretching before moving to stand up and wandering around the apartment.
The chuunin didn’t particularly have a plan for the day, which was rare, but there were always the normal things that needed to be done on a daily basis no matter how busy or, in this case how idle Ginza’s life was. This consisted of his normal routine in the mornings, some exercise, a shower, tending to his small garden that was situated on his little balcony, and then eating breakfast. And, in the case of this morning, he’d pulled up a simple book to read while he ate his simple breakfast of cereal in milk, with a glass of orange juice and some tea. He would have just had a cup of tea, but sometimes a glass of orange juice was good for one’s health, so every now and then he had a jug of it at his access. The book that he was reading held his attention for quite some time after he finished breakfast, continuing to read it until he came to realize that he had spent more than enough time reading about more taijutsu techniques and disciplines. It was time to move on to something else, so Ginza found himself moving around his apartment gathering the typical items that he usually left his house with before finally heading out into the day, and getting slapped in the face with a moist heat.
After a few days of cool weather, the air felt surprisingly warm and humid as Ginza stepped out from his tiny apartment, and the twenty-four year old gave a soft sigh of slight annoyance. The cooler temperatures had been a nice reprieve when he had been able to spend some time in it when not running around Konoha doing missions, or working in the hospital. However, he wouldn’t have it as bad as some in this humid weather, his hair that was naturally straight would likely stay that way with a minimal amount of frizz, if it frizzed at all with the humidity. Still, walking out into it already had him feeling slightly sticky. But that wasn’t unusual in the temperate climate of the country that he’d grown up in, so he was used to it and it didn’t turn him off from going forth into the world.
In the warm sun of the afternoon, Ginza found himself considering going to the small south forest or even to the rolling hills to gather more herbs again. It could be nice to wander around aimlessly and look around for nothing specific but whatever caught his eye. But, after some consideration he found himself wandering towards the training fields instead. He’d been so busy lately that he hadn’t had a simple day just to spend in the training fields and hone his skills and he didn’t want to risk becoming less than adequate in the fields that he focused in.
So, once he got to the fields Ginza’s eyes wandered over those who were already there training while he considered where to start. Being a while since he had last trained, there were some new faces in the field that he didn't quite recognize. Some were doing laps, others focusing on sparing with each other, with the wooden figures that were available to them, the targets available for throwing weapons, or any other number of ways to train that were available to those within the Konoha ranks. For Ginza, he'd probably start with the wooden figures to practice his taijutsu moves, and he slowly began to move over to them.
WC: 990
The morning for Ginza went slower than it normally did, with the twenty-four year old actually having time to sleep in and laze about for once. It was one of his rare days off from his work as both a shinobi of Konohagakure and a medic of the Konohagakure hospital. And really, with the Hokage away in Iwagakure no Sato discussing politics with the current Tsuchikage Karumo, he was a little surprised to be let off the hook, so to speak, with his duties. Still, even on his days off Ginza was usually one to make the best of the free time that he had, but he found himself craving a respite on this particular day. So, when the sun finally found its way into his tiny apartment, it found Ginza still in his bed asleep as the sun’s yellow light poked its way through his window and landed itself on his face.
It was a calmer way to wake, with the sun on his face rather than the shrill sound of an alarm, or sitting up heart racing after a nightmare. It was much more pleasant, though it had been such a long time since he had been able to greet the sun while still in bed. Ginza, shifted as he felt the warmth on his face, and the light began to push through his closed eyelids. He almost moved to roll over away from the light, but he didn’t, sighing as he slowly opened his eyes to greet the morning world. The shinobi yawned, pushing himself up, leaning against the wall that his bed was pressed up again for a moment as he observed his apartment. It was just as he’d left it, of course, mostly in order, with only a bit of mess. Enough that people could tell that it had been well lived since Ginza had returned to the village those few years ago after the slaughter at the temple and living at the hands of the group that had did the slaughtering. But, he was here now, and this was his home, and he was fairly certain that it wasn’t going to change any time soon. He had dedicated his life to the village. Giving another yawn, Ginza found himself stretching before moving to stand up and wandering around the apartment.
The chuunin didn’t particularly have a plan for the day, which was rare, but there were always the normal things that needed to be done on a daily basis no matter how busy or, in this case how idle Ginza’s life was. This consisted of his normal routine in the mornings, some exercise, a shower, tending to his small garden that was situated on his little balcony, and then eating breakfast. And, in the case of this morning, he’d pulled up a simple book to read while he ate his simple breakfast of cereal in milk, with a glass of orange juice and some tea. He would have just had a cup of tea, but sometimes a glass of orange juice was good for one’s health, so every now and then he had a jug of it at his access. The book that he was reading held his attention for quite some time after he finished breakfast, continuing to read it until he came to realize that he had spent more than enough time reading about more taijutsu techniques and disciplines. It was time to move on to something else, so Ginza found himself moving around his apartment gathering the typical items that he usually left his house with before finally heading out into the day, and getting slapped in the face with a moist heat.
After a few days of cool weather, the air felt surprisingly warm and humid as Ginza stepped out from his tiny apartment, and the twenty-four year old gave a soft sigh of slight annoyance. The cooler temperatures had been a nice reprieve when he had been able to spend some time in it when not running around Konoha doing missions, or working in the hospital. However, he wouldn’t have it as bad as some in this humid weather, his hair that was naturally straight would likely stay that way with a minimal amount of frizz, if it frizzed at all with the humidity. Still, walking out into it already had him feeling slightly sticky. But that wasn’t unusual in the temperate climate of the country that he’d grown up in, so he was used to it and it didn’t turn him off from going forth into the world.
In the warm sun of the afternoon, Ginza found himself considering going to the small south forest or even to the rolling hills to gather more herbs again. It could be nice to wander around aimlessly and look around for nothing specific but whatever caught his eye. But, after some consideration he found himself wandering towards the training fields instead. He’d been so busy lately that he hadn’t had a simple day just to spend in the training fields and hone his skills and he didn’t want to risk becoming less than adequate in the fields that he focused in.
So, once he got to the fields Ginza’s eyes wandered over those who were already there training while he considered where to start. Being a while since he had last trained, there were some new faces in the field that he didn't quite recognize. Some were doing laps, others focusing on sparing with each other, with the wooden figures that were available to them, the targets available for throwing weapons, or any other number of ways to train that were available to those within the Konoha ranks. For Ginza, he'd probably start with the wooden figures to practice his taijutsu moves, and he slowly began to move over to them.
WC: 990