1 A visit to an old home Wed Jun 19, 2019 5:21 pm
Tsuyo
D-rank
Tsuyo had taken the liberty to break some agreements from some time back and had hired himself a carriage to carry him to the old lands of Iwa. It wasn't as if he was ill and wanted to see his old home but rather just an odd home sickness. As if the nation he had pieced back together held some place in his heart. Luxury having been a part of his life didn't seem to matter without any company or recognition for who he was and what he had accomplished. Sure he was going out of his way to tick someone off but that was his amusing habit. Or rather even a hobby. However he had never been known for backing down when threatened. Always with confidence and a plan of course. Still he felt like an old man these days. Golfing on the weekends, reading the paper and walking to the same tea shop every morning. It was all such a dull pattern. Not anywhere near what the war had been like. He scoffed a little at the thought. An old man filled with war stories was what he had become. Most shinobi didn't make it to his age and he was beginning to understand why.
Still his silver eyes would glance out the window. Shifting to gold in the sunlight briefly. It looked a lot like he remembered it but still it prospered. His changes still held weight here it would seem even if his students had left it behind as well. He wasn't certain who was running the show these days but he wasn't here for some form of coupe. Just visiting. He doubted the guards and other shinobi would see it that way but he was neither concerned nor filled with dread at the idea. If anything he was rather bored with this lengthy ride. Konoha was left behind for now as he visited his summer home he thought jokingly. He was rather lightly dressed in a short sleeve silver button up with the collar loose and a green vest on over it. A pocket watch hanging from his right pocket but otherwise no items or weapons. Even his dress boots were shined. Dark hair was brushed back with hints of silver at the temples. A wallet rested in his breast pocket and hanging from the front of his vest was a pair of purple aviators. His hand raised to stroke his thin forked beard as they finally pulled to a stop at the gates. It was time.
He would wait until they came to a full stop before slipping his aviators on. The real test of how this whole trip would go. The gate guard. He would wait until the door was opened for him by the driver. A mention of bringing his luggage to the university as instructed was mumbled before the driver showed identification and continued on his way. Tsuyo had paused to breath in the surprisingly cool mountain air. He had forgotten how much colder it was up here. Still the guard looked at him impatiently at first before suddenly blinking and looking a little closer. As if having just realized who the man was he backed up speechless at first before finding a messenger. He sent the boy off running to the administration building with the notice that Akira had returned. They made no move against him and Tsuyo smiled. Smart boys. Still he folded his hands in front of himself and enjoyed the scenery. Let whoever would come to him come. He would just be visiting after all and he doubted they wanted an unnecessary fight with an ex Kage.
Still his silver eyes would glance out the window. Shifting to gold in the sunlight briefly. It looked a lot like he remembered it but still it prospered. His changes still held weight here it would seem even if his students had left it behind as well. He wasn't certain who was running the show these days but he wasn't here for some form of coupe. Just visiting. He doubted the guards and other shinobi would see it that way but he was neither concerned nor filled with dread at the idea. If anything he was rather bored with this lengthy ride. Konoha was left behind for now as he visited his summer home he thought jokingly. He was rather lightly dressed in a short sleeve silver button up with the collar loose and a green vest on over it. A pocket watch hanging from his right pocket but otherwise no items or weapons. Even his dress boots were shined. Dark hair was brushed back with hints of silver at the temples. A wallet rested in his breast pocket and hanging from the front of his vest was a pair of purple aviators. His hand raised to stroke his thin forked beard as they finally pulled to a stop at the gates. It was time.
He would wait until they came to a full stop before slipping his aviators on. The real test of how this whole trip would go. The gate guard. He would wait until the door was opened for him by the driver. A mention of bringing his luggage to the university as instructed was mumbled before the driver showed identification and continued on his way. Tsuyo had paused to breath in the surprisingly cool mountain air. He had forgotten how much colder it was up here. Still the guard looked at him impatiently at first before suddenly blinking and looking a little closer. As if having just realized who the man was he backed up speechless at first before finding a messenger. He sent the boy off running to the administration building with the notice that Akira had returned. They made no move against him and Tsuyo smiled. Smart boys. Still he folded his hands in front of himself and enjoyed the scenery. Let whoever would come to him come. He would just be visiting after all and he doubted they wanted an unnecessary fight with an ex Kage.