1 Construction of the Residential Area Mon Feb 04, 2013 12:38 am
Kaguza
D-rank
Unlike the Kiri Memorial, the Residential was an ongoing project to complete since the fires of Amaretsu burned them down. Starting out at dawn, the construction crew was sitting around enjoying themselves and socializing. Today wasn't much of an assignment or a mission, it was more of a break. Though he was an upbeat person who got along with most, Kaguza wasn't actually social too often. His usual routine was to train in solitude, and master his ability.
A large amount of lumber say out, several stacks each of varying sizes and cuts, they were to become homes for those still living in mass shelters. Thankfully the day seemed like it would be clear all day, though regardless the crew would work. With so many projects going on to return the village to a stronger state, the shinobi of the village were often assigned to help out and perform some tasks that required either different skills, or machines that were scarce. It usually came down to either heavy lifting or medical ninja patching up those injured through the hard labor.
Dressed in his usual attire, the Myugan gave a hearty morning greeting to the construction crew. His gray jacket kept him warm till the morning sun rose higher into the sky. A well fitted black shirt and loose pants covered the majority of him, while a standard pair of shinobi shoes and a pair of black gloves finished his ensemble. A pair of large sledgehammers hung in a harness on his back. It wasn't difficult to mesh with the construction crew, if you could defend yourself against taunts and throw them back, you were golden. Being twenty-one years of age didn't hinder him either, he knew what kind of humor they could have, and he had no issue rebutting any dirty joke thrown his way.
A large amount of lumber say out, several stacks each of varying sizes and cuts, they were to become homes for those still living in mass shelters. Thankfully the day seemed like it would be clear all day, though regardless the crew would work. With so many projects going on to return the village to a stronger state, the shinobi of the village were often assigned to help out and perform some tasks that required either different skills, or machines that were scarce. It usually came down to either heavy lifting or medical ninja patching up those injured through the hard labor.
Dressed in his usual attire, the Myugan gave a hearty morning greeting to the construction crew. His gray jacket kept him warm till the morning sun rose higher into the sky. A well fitted black shirt and loose pants covered the majority of him, while a standard pair of shinobi shoes and a pair of black gloves finished his ensemble. A pair of large sledgehammers hung in a harness on his back. It wasn't difficult to mesh with the construction crew, if you could defend yourself against taunts and throw them back, you were golden. Being twenty-one years of age didn't hinder him either, he knew what kind of humor they could have, and he had no issue rebutting any dirty joke thrown his way.
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