1 All that remains... [Nagare/Open/No kill] Thu Aug 01, 2013 9:04 pm
Sousetsu Senju
D-rank
The sun soon began to peek from the distance over the the Village hidden in the Leaves and Sousetsu could be seen in his usual outfit of armour emblazoned with the Senju symbol worn over a simple black jumpsuit, with a distinctive white fur collar. This armour was constructed from numerous blue metal plates, formed into multiple protective guards along the wearers body, in particular: chest, waist, shoulders and upper arms. It was usually an aqua blue colour but today it was filled with dust and looked tattered from the onslaught that lasted through the night. Sousetsu had not slept since the attack on Konaha. He spent the entire night extinguishing fires and escorting the citizens to safety. He was weary with exhaustion. If only he had gotten there sooner. He placed his hand upon his blade which lay across his lower back. The blade was known as the 'High Frequency blade' and stood at three feet and three inches long with a black customized handle accompanied with silver linings the outer blade.
The Senju could be seen wandering outside the gates making his way to the Dense Forest. The Dense Forest was known as the forest that keeps Konoha hidden from enemies. Apparently, that did not live up to his expectations. The Naka river also ran through the forest and held many dangerous herbs and wildlife species calling this place home, and pose a threat for anyone who may wonder into it. Ash and dirt were scattered among the skin, his face and hands were noticeable but this did not affect him in the slightest. The people he had grown up with, his friends, had died trying to protect the village. Sousetsu's mind filled with bottled up rage, his body was now a husk. He did not know which way to feel as the emotions ran much like the Naka river.
He found a secluded area within the forest and laid his back against a nearby tree before sliding down to the ground. He seemed lifeless but was upset more than anything. His eyes moved frantically from side to side as he imagined the deaths of the many, the screams of the innocent and the smoke of the fires replaying the same mental images over and over again within his now fragile mind. With a hasty and frantic way of getting back up to his feet, he turned to face the rather large and thick tree before repeatably punching out the anger that he kept bottled up from before. As the next punch landed in succession, he sped up the process until his knuckles began to bleed and the bark could be seen found flying off in random directions. A dint could soon be found within the the side of the tree before Sousetsu let out a roar to finally calm himself. He soon fell back to the ground, this time lying flat and watched as the birds flew out of the trees and to the south. What was he to do?
The Senju could be seen wandering outside the gates making his way to the Dense Forest. The Dense Forest was known as the forest that keeps Konoha hidden from enemies. Apparently, that did not live up to his expectations. The Naka river also ran through the forest and held many dangerous herbs and wildlife species calling this place home, and pose a threat for anyone who may wonder into it. Ash and dirt were scattered among the skin, his face and hands were noticeable but this did not affect him in the slightest. The people he had grown up with, his friends, had died trying to protect the village. Sousetsu's mind filled with bottled up rage, his body was now a husk. He did not know which way to feel as the emotions ran much like the Naka river.
He found a secluded area within the forest and laid his back against a nearby tree before sliding down to the ground. He seemed lifeless but was upset more than anything. His eyes moved frantically from side to side as he imagined the deaths of the many, the screams of the innocent and the smoke of the fires replaying the same mental images over and over again within his now fragile mind. With a hasty and frantic way of getting back up to his feet, he turned to face the rather large and thick tree before repeatably punching out the anger that he kept bottled up from before. As the next punch landed in succession, he sped up the process until his knuckles began to bleed and the bark could be seen found flying off in random directions. A dint could soon be found within the the side of the tree before Sousetsu let out a roar to finally calm himself. He soon fell back to the ground, this time lying flat and watched as the birds flew out of the trees and to the south. What was he to do?