1 Meeting the Peers [Invite | Social | No Kill] Sat Apr 15, 2017 9:53 am
Kuno
D-rank
It had been a pretty uneventful day in the Village Hidden in the Sands. Kuno Uchiha had taken the day off from doing missions for the and taking care of other shinobi business in favour of helping his mother out around the family shop. The day had gone by pretty slowly, and as much as the young Uchiha enjoyed helping out his mother around the store, he had grown pretty bored near the end of the day. When it finally came time to close up the shop for the night, Kuno turned the key in the door to lock up and looked over his shoulder at his mother, Eishi Uchiha. She was shorter than him by quite a bit, standing at 5’4”; Kuno had gotten his height from his father. She had the big, black eyes of the Uchiha clan and black, long, straight hair that fell down to the middle of her back. The young man smiled, “Well mom, another successful day in the shop I’d say. Who knew that a bunch of foreigners could end up doing so well around here.” His mother smile and laughed softly. “It is pretty impressive! But after all, what are we Uchiha if not impressive.” She laughed louder this time at her own joke. Kuno could not help but chuckle along. He loved to hear her laugh; she never used to do that when they were back in Konoha.
Turning to face his mother, Kuno handed her the keys for the shop. “You’re okay to walk home right? I think I’m going to go out tonight. There’s a lot of new Genin around the village these days and I’m hoping to meet some of them so that team mission can go smoother.” She nodded, still smiling. “I’ll let your sister know, though I doubt she’ll come out too. She’s not one for…socializing.” Kuno nodded at that, gave his mother a quick hug and then turned to head toward the Dragon’s Tongue, a curry house that he had been to once or twice before. He had heard that some of the Genin had been hanging around there as of late, so he was hoping to find some there to at least get acquainted with.
As soon as he opened the door to the curry house, immediately his senses were almost overwhelmed with the tantalizing smell of, well, curry! He could not stop his mouth from starting to water at the idea of some of the stews that this place was famous for. His eyes darted around the room, looking for any familiar faces, of which he found none. The place was pretty empty, but it was still a little bit early. He seated himself at a table from which he had a clear view of the door and picked up the menu in front of him. He glanced up at the door every so often, hoping that his forehead protector that he had strapped on would attract the attention of any other shinobi that stepped through the door.
I really hope this wasn’t a waste of a trip…
WC: 527
Turning to face his mother, Kuno handed her the keys for the shop. “You’re okay to walk home right? I think I’m going to go out tonight. There’s a lot of new Genin around the village these days and I’m hoping to meet some of them so that team mission can go smoother.” She nodded, still smiling. “I’ll let your sister know, though I doubt she’ll come out too. She’s not one for…socializing.” Kuno nodded at that, gave his mother a quick hug and then turned to head toward the Dragon’s Tongue, a curry house that he had been to once or twice before. He had heard that some of the Genin had been hanging around there as of late, so he was hoping to find some there to at least get acquainted with.
As soon as he opened the door to the curry house, immediately his senses were almost overwhelmed with the tantalizing smell of, well, curry! He could not stop his mouth from starting to water at the idea of some of the stews that this place was famous for. His eyes darted around the room, looking for any familiar faces, of which he found none. The place was pretty empty, but it was still a little bit early. He seated himself at a table from which he had a clear view of the door and picked up the menu in front of him. He glanced up at the door every so often, hoping that his forehead protector that he had strapped on would attract the attention of any other shinobi that stepped through the door.
I really hope this wasn’t a waste of a trip…
WC: 527