Kirigakure was more deary than the male remembered, though in all honesty he did not spend a lot of time around the village before he had left all those years ago. However it was as if the mist which surrounded the village held dread within it, and between the bandits that have been troubling the trade routes and the shinobi of the hidden mist deserting their post Mizu no Kuni was in turmoil and this troubled the male causing the male to avoid the village for the most part. Today was not the day for such worries, instead today the male found himself at the training grounds honing his skills. Despite the fact that he could of just as easily practice out in the Forest of Silence as he had been, it would do the male some good for some actual human interaction and so he decided to make a competition out of it. The training grounds was over 200 square meters which would give him plenty of room for what it was that he had planned. As he strolled into the training grounds in the early hour of the morning he held up at small bag of Ryo and called out, "I bet 500 Ryo that I can beat anyone whose brave enough to place the same bet in an archery contest." There were not many within the training grounds at this hour, and with the the buy in set so high there were very few takers, but those that were there looked to the male some went back to whatever it was that they were doing however there were still a few that seemed as though they were willing to take on his challenge. Whoever won this bet would definitely leave here with a smile on his face, Ruvaak of course already had a smile on his face, fully confident that he would win this wager. As they began to gather around him, Ruvaak would wait until they had all placed a bag of Ryo with his before he would clear his throat and spoke loud so that all of them could hear him. "The rules are simple, I will take a shot and you will match it. If you miss your out, if I miss and you hit it then you win, last one standing wins the bags." Everyone that had gathered ran and grabbed a bow while Ruvaak waited for them to take their shot, he wasn't worried about it as he knew no one here could beat him in an archery contest.
When they returned with their bows and arrows for themselves, Ruvaak would simply shrug. "I don't have a bow, so I guess I'll have to use this." The male stated in a calm voice as he gripped his talisman in his left hand as his chakra bow sprang to life, the look on the Challengers faces was priceless it was as if they knew they were in trouble, Ruvaak was no ordinary Archer. Starting if of with an easy shot that any academy student should be able to pull off, from ten meters away the male lined up in front of a target and pulled the string back from his chakra bow. As the male pulled the string of the bow a chakra arrow would form notched in the bow ready to loose, Ruvaak looked at the target for only a second before looking at the five challengers and winking as he released the bow string and the arrow pierced the target straight into it's bullseye. As the five challengers all lined up in front of the targets readying their bow, Ruvaak would watch with hope that at least one of them would not miss such an easy shot. The male watched as all five of them loosed their arrows almost simultaneously, four of them hit the bullseye while the fifth man hit the target on the inner ring around the bullseye. Ruvaak sighed as his eyes fell onto the man that missed, "your a disgrace, get out of my sight. You were foolish to even make the wager, you idiotic baboon" Ruvaak would snarl as he turned back to the other four and shouted, "next shot!" This time he would go to fifteen meters, with another bullseye he turned to the other four, as they each made the shot he moved five more meters back. This continued for a few hours as some the challengers were doing much better then he thought they would be, however he was not worried about it as he still had his Ace up his Sleeve.
The sun was at it's highest point of the day and there were only two competitors left, Ruvaak would look at the two of them it was time to end this competition here and now. It was clear they were skilled Archer's in their own right but they could not hope to compare to Ruvaak's skills, since the two competitors made the shot from fifty meters Ruvaak decided that instead of only going back five more meters he went twenty-five meters back. The two competitors were skeptical he could here their murmuring as he was walking back, he stopped when he was exactly seventy-five meters away from the target. When he turned to face the target the two others stopped talking and simply watched looking between him and the target, as he drew the string of the bow back and yet another arrow formed Ruvaak would close his eyes. When the male opened his eyes again his irises would be different than before where once stood his pale sky blue eyes now stood vibrant emerald green eyes, though the other men would not notice that the male had activated his Doujutsu. Ruvaak would loose the arrow from the bow before turning around, he didn't need to watch it, he knew it would hit it's mark. The sounds of the other men only confirmed his assumption, closing his eyes and deactivating his Doujutsu before turning around to face the other two men. "Who's next?" Ruvaak would say with a cocky tone in his voice as he released the talisman from his grip letting his bow fade, he would not need it any longer. The first of the two was shaky and hesitant yet stepped up to where the male stood before he would draw the string on his bow, loosing his arrow Ruvaak watched with a smile on his face as the arrow fell short of the target. The man didn't even look at Ruvaak as he threw his bow and remaining arrows onto the ground and walked away, the second man looked from Ruvaak to the target and sighed as he walked to the mark to take his shot. Ruvaak had to hand it to the second man, he did much better than the first one. The arrow made it to the target by pure luck, although unfortunately for the second man he did not hit the bullseye, his arrow just barely hitting the outer ring of the target. As the man hung his head in defeat Ruvaak picked up his winnings, earning 2k in just a few short hours was three times more than what he would have made on that ridiculous mission they wanted to send him on today. As Ruvaak stored his winnings away he heard a woman shout from nearby about lunch and being hungry, though her voice was what got the male's attention her beauty and her figure is what held it.
"Sure, it will be my treat." Ruvaak would say in a tone that sounded more like a command than an offer, as he motioned for the woman to follow him. Then without waiting for her to respond or making sure that she was following him, the male would head down the road. Whether she followed him or not did not truly matter to the male, though if he was being honest with himself he hoped she would follow him as he would not mind the chance of getting to look at someone with her figure while he ate. If she chose to follow him he would try his best to be polite as to not frighten her off from him, but it would no doubt seem arkward as he had not had much social interactions over the past nine years. "So, what brings you to Kirigakure?" The male would ask before realizing he forgot to introduce himself, "My name is Ruvaak, by the way it's a pleasure to meet you." Ruvaak would not let his list for this stranger show, only a curious glance once or twice when she was not paying attention as they walked down towards the restaurant the male had been waiting for a reason to eat at. In his mind there was no greater reason than that he was in the company of such a beauty.
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