1 A cozy old hut (Fuuinjutsu training) Thu Jun 27, 2013 1:24 pm
Kage No Akira
D-rank
Gathering a collection of scrolls that contained much of his own personal work and research into the art and theory of fuuinjutsu; Bonreu placed them carefully inside the pouch that contained similar scrolls, some borrowed from the archives, some from other users much like himself. Flipping closed the flap that covered the large pouch containing the scrolls Bonreu checked himself over to make sure that he was prepared for the task ahead of himself. Paper aplenty to record any notes on, plus the ink and other writing supplies to actually scribe the thoughts down. Obviously the pouch of scrolls that would serve as a reference to help form the basis. Himself obviously, well rested and fed. Finally he had secured a location to study, formulate, and practise in earlier in the morning after talking with some of the administrators of the village. It was a vacant hut that had a decent sized empty area around it. The hut would let him read and write in piece and ensure that his work was not damaged by any rain, while the empty area would let him practice without damaging any important buildings if it came to that. Everything looked to be set.
Stepping out his front door into the bustle of the village lifted his spirits. While the sun was not to be seen like normal, the life that the village showed again sent a invigorating rush through his body. The masses of people going about their business after the fire went to show the resilience of the village, and even after all the time it brought a smile to Bonreu's face. Closing the door behind himself he headed to his destination with a smile on his face, and his nerves calmed down.
As he neared the location the hussle of the village died down and the mists crept in, leaving nary a soul in sight. Which suited him just fine, it was after all why he was here; peace and quiet with no civilians to get hurt. The house had been built with heavy rains in mind. The roof was very well made, and the floor was raised off the ground enough that 2 steps were required to get up to the door. But as the step creaked under Bonreu's foot it was obvious that the hut was starting to show it's age, perhaps in a year or two the roof would start leaking, or the floor would give way. Pushing the door open so that his work could begin, Bonreu stepped foot inside.
Word count: 423
Stepping out his front door into the bustle of the village lifted his spirits. While the sun was not to be seen like normal, the life that the village showed again sent a invigorating rush through his body. The masses of people going about their business after the fire went to show the resilience of the village, and even after all the time it brought a smile to Bonreu's face. Closing the door behind himself he headed to his destination with a smile on his face, and his nerves calmed down.
As he neared the location the hussle of the village died down and the mists crept in, leaving nary a soul in sight. Which suited him just fine, it was after all why he was here; peace and quiet with no civilians to get hurt. The house had been built with heavy rains in mind. The roof was very well made, and the floor was raised off the ground enough that 2 steps were required to get up to the door. But as the step creaked under Bonreu's foot it was obvious that the hut was starting to show it's age, perhaps in a year or two the roof would start leaking, or the floor would give way. Pushing the door open so that his work could begin, Bonreu stepped foot inside.
Word count: 423