1 Another one Bites the Dust! [Training/Private/No Kill] Sat Nov 09, 2013 11:07 pm
Gin
Retired
The hills in Iwagakure had a nice view, as much as Gin hated to admit anything positive about the village. Her bias towards it was not something that she could get rid of so easily. After all, she had served as Kazekage for almost ten years. Her dislike for Iwagakure and he way its government ran things was deeply rooted, though she was slowly getting over it. The weather this morning was foggy and cool, quite the opposite of what she was used to in Sunagakure, were the heat was ever present. Here, a thin blanket of mist covered the entire village. Gin shivered. She wasn’t used to anything below 40 degree Celsius weather, despite having already been in Iwa for over a month. She couldn’t complain, though. She was living a comfortable life. She had all the alcohol and food that she wanted and the room that the Aoi Bara provided her was more than what she needed to live.
The former Kazekage had known nothing but poverty for the most part of her life. She was a simple merchant, then an orphan, and then a middle class shinobi until she was promoted to a completely different lifestyle. Though honestly, the way she lived had hardly changed. She still spent the same amount of money on the same things – alcohol, clubs and perverted novels. And none of that had changed, even ten years later. She skimmed over one of the many smut-filled books that she had read over and over again. This one – 50 shades of something or other – wasn’t really the best one that she had with her, but it always got a good laugh out of her. She had decided to take the day off today, for the most part and she found that this was a nice way to start off her morning.
The former Kazekage sat on a bench in the hillside of one of Iwagakure’s many mountains. She stretched her legs and looked at the view one more time before returning to the book. But of course, this was Gin. Nothing ever went according to plan. She always knew that and was therefore always ready to change her strategy or schedule or whatever in order to adapt. It was an acquired skill. So in the back of her mind, the young woman was braced for an interruption. Not that she would mind it. It was nice to have something different to do than go on missions and train herself. And with her number of students growing, adding one more to the list wouldn’t be a problem at all.
The former Kazekage had known nothing but poverty for the most part of her life. She was a simple merchant, then an orphan, and then a middle class shinobi until she was promoted to a completely different lifestyle. Though honestly, the way she lived had hardly changed. She still spent the same amount of money on the same things – alcohol, clubs and perverted novels. And none of that had changed, even ten years later. She skimmed over one of the many smut-filled books that she had read over and over again. This one – 50 shades of something or other – wasn’t really the best one that she had with her, but it always got a good laugh out of her. She had decided to take the day off today, for the most part and she found that this was a nice way to start off her morning.
The former Kazekage sat on a bench in the hillside of one of Iwagakure’s many mountains. She stretched her legs and looked at the view one more time before returning to the book. But of course, this was Gin. Nothing ever went according to plan. She always knew that and was therefore always ready to change her strategy or schedule or whatever in order to adapt. It was an acquired skill. So in the back of her mind, the young woman was braced for an interruption. Not that she would mind it. It was nice to have something different to do than go on missions and train herself. And with her number of students growing, adding one more to the list wouldn’t be a problem at all.