1 Oh fields of green (open/nokill) Thu Jul 09, 2015 3:35 am
Bau
D-rank
The morning sun had been up for some time now and the heat of it seemed to fill the air. The smell of the farmlands around him was what first accosted him as his green eyes slowly rose to half open. He was staring across the little pitched up tend over himself at the little bit of land he had earned via working the fields. His home was a simple tarp held down on one end with a couple of rocks and held up on the other with a couple of branches buried partially into the ground. Really the Tarp had just been a lucky find and he could always just turn it against whatever direction the wind blew. Still he wouldn't of minded getting a couple more walls. He might see if he can get permission to do a couple of low key missions from Kumo some time this year. He wasn't one for killing so those missions were out but he supposed they would work with him and allow him to bring in prisoners. Bad people brought in to face a fair trial and all. However the issue was he wasn't even a citizen even though he had mosied about all of Kumo the last few years. Even the farm land he was camped out on wasn't technically his. The farmer just let him use it.
Still Bau slowly rose up from where he was resting on a blanket on the dirt ground via pushing himself up with both arms slowly and sliding his feet under him. He felt sore and weak still. Just getting up after a good nights sleep was rough. He couldn't actually feel the sensations but he knew his limbs were moving slower and he could here his joints popping. His mouth felt dry as he moved to the front of the makeshift cover and found the bucket of rain water. Cupping his hands he dipped his hands in before bringing the water to his mouth and drinking it. The warm water was uncomfortable but it would do. The rest of it he splashed on his face and rubbed into his slightly hairy face before brushing back his hair. There he stood, barefoot in just a pair of pants enjoying the warmth before he bent over. The scar down his back looking as angry and red as ever. He picked up his Robe he had been using as a pillow and shook it out before slipping into it. He was dressed now. It was time to collect a little of his harvest for a good morning smoke.
He didn't have to go far as he shifted over his own square section of field. A side path led out here but it was away from the main road. He doubted many people traveled the path to the location he was at. As for his chosen plant to grow, the farmer knew he grew it. After all the farmer came and traded supplies for a baggy every once in a while. Still Bau found a nice and ready bit of bud and pulled it apart from the rest. He moved it over to the shaded spot he had and set it up to dry before pulling down the one that had been there before. He took some time prepping it before he had a lovely looking nugget of green. Or rather a handful of nuggets. With that he moved back to his makeshift home and fumbled in his blanket before finding a corn cob pipe and a lighter. He packed the bowl and yawned. His walking stick was to the left of him and his sword handle, peace tied as it was poked out under the blanket just a little.Further under the blanket was a kunai and three shuriken. Interesting weapons the folk had here. Still he packed his bowl and then placed the long stem to his mouth and sucked in smoke as he lit the marijuana. Enjoying the smoke for medicinal purposes.
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Still Bau slowly rose up from where he was resting on a blanket on the dirt ground via pushing himself up with both arms slowly and sliding his feet under him. He felt sore and weak still. Just getting up after a good nights sleep was rough. He couldn't actually feel the sensations but he knew his limbs were moving slower and he could here his joints popping. His mouth felt dry as he moved to the front of the makeshift cover and found the bucket of rain water. Cupping his hands he dipped his hands in before bringing the water to his mouth and drinking it. The warm water was uncomfortable but it would do. The rest of it he splashed on his face and rubbed into his slightly hairy face before brushing back his hair. There he stood, barefoot in just a pair of pants enjoying the warmth before he bent over. The scar down his back looking as angry and red as ever. He picked up his Robe he had been using as a pillow and shook it out before slipping into it. He was dressed now. It was time to collect a little of his harvest for a good morning smoke.
He didn't have to go far as he shifted over his own square section of field. A side path led out here but it was away from the main road. He doubted many people traveled the path to the location he was at. As for his chosen plant to grow, the farmer knew he grew it. After all the farmer came and traded supplies for a baggy every once in a while. Still Bau found a nice and ready bit of bud and pulled it apart from the rest. He moved it over to the shaded spot he had and set it up to dry before pulling down the one that had been there before. He took some time prepping it before he had a lovely looking nugget of green. Or rather a handful of nuggets. With that he moved back to his makeshift home and fumbled in his blanket before finding a corn cob pipe and a lighter. He packed the bowl and yawned. His walking stick was to the left of him and his sword handle, peace tied as it was poked out under the blanket just a little.Further under the blanket was a kunai and three shuriken. Interesting weapons the folk had here. Still he packed his bowl and then placed the long stem to his mouth and sucked in smoke as he lit the marijuana. Enjoying the smoke for medicinal purposes.
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