1 Sand and Sake (Private) Sat Nov 10, 2018 3:54 pm
Kashiki
D-rank
The festivities for the chunin exams were in full swing. Music filled the streets of Konoha, but not nearly as much as people did. The streets were flooded with both shinobi and civilians from every village and then some. Children laughed and ran carrying sparklers or eating some kind of street food. People swarmed around the arenas watching exhibition matches, some placed bets on who would win while others were just there to see a good show. Kashiki was one of the people in the second group, just hoping to see a cool match up and an even better show.
The combatants stepped towards the middle of the arena. One of the combatants was a lithe looking young man, he had a large pouch to one hip and a short sword strapped to the other hip. The other was a bigger man, maybe an Akimichi. He had bushy mutton chops and shaggy hair, and his nose was bulbous. The two bowed to each other before the proctor begun the match and leapt to the side of the arena.
The large Akimichi man started first, focusing for a moment before his body shifted, becoming thin and athletic. Wing like patterns of chakra appeared behind him and his fists were coated in yellow chakra. The Akimichi clansman dashed at the other fighter, throwing a punch directly at him. The skinny man ducted under it and brought his elbow up into the Akimichi clansman's stomach. The clansman coughed up blood and the skinny man dodged away, throwing senbon at the clansman. The Akimichi clansman batted the senbon away and dashed again, this time he landed the punch and the skinny man when sailing backwards into the arena and slumped to the ground unconscious.
Kashiki left to seating area of the arena, he was getting a little peckish and a little thirsty. He looked around but most of the street food vendors had huge lines, even most of the restaurants and bars were packed to overflowing. eventually after a bit of searching Kashiki found a izakaya bar that wasn't entirely full. He went inside and found an open booth. A server came over with a glass of water and asked if he would like to order, Kashiki declined asking for a bit more time to decide. He looked over the menu and when the waitress came back over he ordered an order of Yakitori, skewered chicken cooked over charcoal. The server took his menu and walked away to take his order to the kitchen. Kashiki sipped from his water and looked around the room, trying to find something or someone interesting.
WC: 437
The combatants stepped towards the middle of the arena. One of the combatants was a lithe looking young man, he had a large pouch to one hip and a short sword strapped to the other hip. The other was a bigger man, maybe an Akimichi. He had bushy mutton chops and shaggy hair, and his nose was bulbous. The two bowed to each other before the proctor begun the match and leapt to the side of the arena.
The large Akimichi man started first, focusing for a moment before his body shifted, becoming thin and athletic. Wing like patterns of chakra appeared behind him and his fists were coated in yellow chakra. The Akimichi clansman dashed at the other fighter, throwing a punch directly at him. The skinny man ducted under it and brought his elbow up into the Akimichi clansman's stomach. The clansman coughed up blood and the skinny man dodged away, throwing senbon at the clansman. The Akimichi clansman batted the senbon away and dashed again, this time he landed the punch and the skinny man when sailing backwards into the arena and slumped to the ground unconscious.
Kashiki left to seating area of the arena, he was getting a little peckish and a little thirsty. He looked around but most of the street food vendors had huge lines, even most of the restaurants and bars were packed to overflowing. eventually after a bit of searching Kashiki found a izakaya bar that wasn't entirely full. He went inside and found an open booth. A server came over with a glass of water and asked if he would like to order, Kashiki declined asking for a bit more time to decide. He looked over the menu and when the waitress came back over he ordered an order of Yakitori, skewered chicken cooked over charcoal. The server took his menu and walked away to take his order to the kitchen. Kashiki sipped from his water and looked around the room, trying to find something or someone interesting.
WC: 437