1 Hey! I was invited! (invite only) Sun Dec 23, 2018 10:17 pm
Michibo
D-rank
Michibo had taken a day after the hospital to heal and rest. Medical ninjutsu had taken care of his injuries for the most part with hardly a mark but his body was tired from blood loss and battle. After all he had pushed his body on that one against opponents bigger and faster than him. He had slept almost the entire next day but when he woke up the very morning as today he had risen rested and energetic. Eager for the offer he had heard. That the monster had presented him. Truthfully she was only reason he was alive but he could still feel it on his skin. That sense that she may end him for fun. The sense that he had no power to stop her. His eyes would shift down to his right hand as he noticed it was trembling. He was so eager to see her again his body was shaking in anticipation. He wanted to sail his new ship here buuut he didn't have anyone to even help him remove it from its dock safely. Yet alone the know how to navigate it to the island. Did the island even have a harbor? Anywhere to dock would be nice.
His hand finally stopped trembling as he gripped it into a fist. For now he needed patience. He was almost there. Today he was wearing scuffed black boots with faded black jeans. A weapons pouch on each thigh and a line of kunais on his belt which at the front had the kirigakure headband plate on it. Aside from that he was wearing a black t shirt that clung to his tall frame with a black jean jacket on over it. A necklace was hanging around his neck with a silver cross on it. His grey hair was as wild as ever but today it seemed bright out despite the ever increasing mist. Over his eyes was a pair of gold framed purple tint aviators. He had taken them off this one guy a year ago in a street fight. Which he had won in a land slide. Guy didn't know how to fight for squat but he had cool glasses. Now Michibo was wearing them. Behind the glass his eyes appeared to be nearly closed as he sucked on a green sucker. Rolling it along his tongue as he enjoyed the sweet taste. A vest pocket held more obviously.
He walked passed the slightly burnt holy archway and across the stone bridge without much of a second thought. He didn't care for people and their religions anyway. All it was ever for was to prosecute things that scared them. Usually whatever scared them was game to him anyway. It made sense though. She had terrified everyone. Seasoned killers had screamed and ran from her. He would get that kind of respect and attention when he stepped up eventually too. For now his hands shifted into his coat pockets as he would stop in his tracks. Just up the path was a rather large spider. Bigger than your average dog. Certainly big enough to take down an adult if it wanted. It seemed to have been studying him as he approached and now stood still down the road from him. All its beady eyes watching him. It almost looked like it was thinking. There wasn't the monstrous aura from it that he had felt from the girl but it was still a threat to him. Michibo would click his tongue as he tilted his own head.
"Yo, this island ain't kiddin with its name. You look like your preferred meal is a cow. Thing is I don't produce milk or say Moo often. So if you been thinkin bout tryin your luck, give it a shot. I bet I end up eating you instead."
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His hand finally stopped trembling as he gripped it into a fist. For now he needed patience. He was almost there. Today he was wearing scuffed black boots with faded black jeans. A weapons pouch on each thigh and a line of kunais on his belt which at the front had the kirigakure headband plate on it. Aside from that he was wearing a black t shirt that clung to his tall frame with a black jean jacket on over it. A necklace was hanging around his neck with a silver cross on it. His grey hair was as wild as ever but today it seemed bright out despite the ever increasing mist. Over his eyes was a pair of gold framed purple tint aviators. He had taken them off this one guy a year ago in a street fight. Which he had won in a land slide. Guy didn't know how to fight for squat but he had cool glasses. Now Michibo was wearing them. Behind the glass his eyes appeared to be nearly closed as he sucked on a green sucker. Rolling it along his tongue as he enjoyed the sweet taste. A vest pocket held more obviously.
He walked passed the slightly burnt holy archway and across the stone bridge without much of a second thought. He didn't care for people and their religions anyway. All it was ever for was to prosecute things that scared them. Usually whatever scared them was game to him anyway. It made sense though. She had terrified everyone. Seasoned killers had screamed and ran from her. He would get that kind of respect and attention when he stepped up eventually too. For now his hands shifted into his coat pockets as he would stop in his tracks. Just up the path was a rather large spider. Bigger than your average dog. Certainly big enough to take down an adult if it wanted. It seemed to have been studying him as he approached and now stood still down the road from him. All its beady eyes watching him. It almost looked like it was thinking. There wasn't the monstrous aura from it that he had felt from the girl but it was still a threat to him. Michibo would click his tongue as he tilted his own head.
"Yo, this island ain't kiddin with its name. You look like your preferred meal is a cow. Thing is I don't produce milk or say Moo often. So if you been thinkin bout tryin your luck, give it a shot. I bet I end up eating you instead."
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