1 Playing with Fire (Masanori, no kill) Sun Aug 11, 2013 1:53 pm
Mitsuo
S-rank
Sarutobi Mitsuo held a glass of cold water in his hand, or at least it had been cold when he got it, the Suna sun not doing anything for that. He sighed and took a sip of his now warm water, looking around the Grand Bazzar of Sunagakure. It was much more extravagant than the market back home, and it was also rather packed, something that didn't make Mitsuo the most happy person. He hated when people bumped him, often having to actively avoid people. He shook his head and walked down the street to see if he could spot any other Genin from Konoha.
He had given up on trying to keep his glasses from falling down his nose and had instead tied a string to each end, firmly fastening them to his head so they wouldn't slide off. His green eyes were a little red from sweat running into them as he wiped his brow once more, running fingers through his slick black hair and deciding to light a smoke. He inhaled deeply and brought the cigarette down to his side, his shirt in his pack as he walked around with his toned upper body exposed to the desert environment, sweat making him glisten.
He sighed again, smoke leaving his mouth as he did and looked down at his drink, his other hand moving to unconsciously touch his Katana, as though to check and make sure it was still there.
I wonder if the Chuunin exams will be really hard, eh nii-san? I'm sure I'll do alright, I've been doing a lot of training with Takeshi-sensei and my friends just for this moment. I'm sure I'll do fine...
He had given up on trying to keep his glasses from falling down his nose and had instead tied a string to each end, firmly fastening them to his head so they wouldn't slide off. His green eyes were a little red from sweat running into them as he wiped his brow once more, running fingers through his slick black hair and deciding to light a smoke. He inhaled deeply and brought the cigarette down to his side, his shirt in his pack as he walked around with his toned upper body exposed to the desert environment, sweat making him glisten.
He sighed again, smoke leaving his mouth as he did and looked down at his drink, his other hand moving to unconsciously touch his Katana, as though to check and make sure it was still there.
I wonder if the Chuunin exams will be really hard, eh nii-san? I'm sure I'll do alright, I've been doing a lot of training with Takeshi-sensei and my friends just for this moment. I'm sure I'll do fine...