1 Monolithic Training (InviteOnly,NK) Sun Mar 25, 2018 9:27 pm
Harichimo
D-rank
The morning in Iwagakure was beginning to wind down at the refugee camps. A section on the outskirts of the village was now set aside for the refugees and displaced families of the Sunagakure events to reside while they awaited to return to their lands or join Iwagakure society. It seemed like an even split with the camps separating themselves from each other. There were only minor squabbles about the subject and they weren't top priority for anyone. First priority was living in the now and accepting the help of the generous Iwagakure population. It was here that Harichimo was doing his part to help in the efforts to help these people. In the center of the tents was a big building that was used as a warehouse by a now shut down factory. The warehouse was now a dull rust colored sheet metal building that did its job to give those inside a break from the elements and the sun overhead. The inside now hollowed out to give more room for the unfortunate visitors. Inside the warehouse on the main floor, a bunch of tables and mobile kitchen pieces were arranged to help feed the refugees. The tables were arranged in no particular order but arranged enough to make it easy to pick up if necessary. Harichimo was standing in the middle of the tables in his black and gold Monolith jacket, black pants and shoes with a ladle and a big pot on a smaller table. His job today was to distribute a warm chicken dumpling soup to each that wanted some. After half an hour the final people would be getting through the line and getting their portions. It made him feel good to be able to bring even a faint smile to the faces of these people. Now with the chunn\in exams being over he felt even better to have played a role in reuniting families and loved ones that had been separated from one and other.
After handing out the last spoonful of soup Harichimo would give a small smile and wave the last person on as they got the rest of their meal. Happy with his morning work, Harichimo would put the ladle into the big pot and take it over to where the washers were cleaning out the first set of bowls and trays that had been returned. With a bow he would leave the pot with them and walk to exit the warehouse. It was now his break time from volunteering as he walked down a big row that had been made through the tents for easier access to the warehouse. He walked by and looked at the few people who had arrived early enough to get their food and were now relaxing by campfires and enjoying lost family time. It made him think about how he had not been around his own family in some time but he had more pressing issues on his plate with the Tsuchikage missing in action. So he would press on in the direction towards the training grounds. Now with the return to daily chores and genin graduating the academy, Harichimo felt he needed to keep himself in top shape to be an example for those who looked forward to joining the special divisions like the Monoliths.
After a while of walking he would reach the training grounds where it seemed only a few others were beginning their training as well. He walked around the perimeter of the grounds to find a suitable spot for his training which had to be a decent sized space. He soon found a patch on the far side that looked like it was clear from the space of what other shinobi were using. Harichimo would take of his Monolith jacket and fold it nicely on a bench looking at his area. There was a single tree in the center of his space with medium sized boulders spaced out at varying distances that would be perfect for him to use in his practices. Once he was happy with the look of his space he would begin stretching to limber up his body and unstiffen his arms after serving so many their food. His legs also feeling grateful to be doing a different activity than standing around.
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After handing out the last spoonful of soup Harichimo would give a small smile and wave the last person on as they got the rest of their meal. Happy with his morning work, Harichimo would put the ladle into the big pot and take it over to where the washers were cleaning out the first set of bowls and trays that had been returned. With a bow he would leave the pot with them and walk to exit the warehouse. It was now his break time from volunteering as he walked down a big row that had been made through the tents for easier access to the warehouse. He walked by and looked at the few people who had arrived early enough to get their food and were now relaxing by campfires and enjoying lost family time. It made him think about how he had not been around his own family in some time but he had more pressing issues on his plate with the Tsuchikage missing in action. So he would press on in the direction towards the training grounds. Now with the return to daily chores and genin graduating the academy, Harichimo felt he needed to keep himself in top shape to be an example for those who looked forward to joining the special divisions like the Monoliths.
After a while of walking he would reach the training grounds where it seemed only a few others were beginning their training as well. He walked around the perimeter of the grounds to find a suitable spot for his training which had to be a decent sized space. He soon found a patch on the far side that looked like it was clear from the space of what other shinobi were using. Harichimo would take of his Monolith jacket and fold it nicely on a bench looking at his area. There was a single tree in the center of his space with medium sized boulders spaced out at varying distances that would be perfect for him to use in his practices. Once he was happy with the look of his space he would begin stretching to limber up his body and unstiffen his arms after serving so many their food. His legs also feeling grateful to be doing a different activity than standing around.
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