1 The Shadow's Shadow (Sora/Training/No Kill/Private) Tue Dec 03, 2013 7:03 am
Mitsuo
S-rank
There was always something that Mitsuo had found charming about the rain and the mist, which he pondered as he walked through the winding streets of Kirigakure no Sato, the Village Hidden in the Mists. Perhaps it was that rain was always romanticised in the stories that people told or the music that they played. He could understand the romantic properties of a kiss in the rain, which was one memory that he held very close to his heart. His first kiss was in the rain, at the front door of the Hyuga compound back in the Hidden Leaf Village with Kimaru Hyuga, the boy he had loved for years. He shook his head at the now painful memory of his dead lover, sighing as he made his way towards a small food stall where he purchased a small piece of fruit. He continued his jaunt through the rain and took a bite of the juicy peach, smiling softly and enjoying the taste of it.
He could still feeling the rain drops falling into his short normally spiked black hair, which was now resting flat against his head as he had decided not to put on his Shroud of Shadows today. There was a constant drip of water making its way down his nose at this point and he was sure that if he still wore glasses they would be soaked and useless at this point as well, though since his eye transplant he hadn’t needed them. The droplets would drip down his nose and ping as they hit his Iwagakure no Sato forehead protector that was wrapped around his neck, the symbol still foreign to him. The oil slicked trench coat that he was wearing managed to stay mostly dry as the rain slid right off of him and back onto the ground on the puddles that he was sure were a permanent fixture of the area. His coat was mostly closed over his black mesh shirt that covered his newly enhanced set of ANBU armour which he was quite attached to. His strap pants had becomes quite wet; especially around the front below the knees where there was no coat to possibly cover them. He was trying not to catch cold but he didn’t quite know how to do such a thing in a place like this. He knew that if he did, though, he would be able to go back to visit with Strafe Aisu again, something that he wouldn’t mind at all.
He decided that he would walk towards one of the indoor pools in the village, just for somewhere to visit as he hadn’t quite explored everything since his arrival. He had an odd feeling though, and he couldn’t help but feel like he was being tailed, in fact he was quite sure of it. He was someone who always knew when he was being followed, and it was something that had served him quite well in the past. He would wait, though, a little bit longer, and just carry on his way…
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He could still feeling the rain drops falling into his short normally spiked black hair, which was now resting flat against his head as he had decided not to put on his Shroud of Shadows today. There was a constant drip of water making its way down his nose at this point and he was sure that if he still wore glasses they would be soaked and useless at this point as well, though since his eye transplant he hadn’t needed them. The droplets would drip down his nose and ping as they hit his Iwagakure no Sato forehead protector that was wrapped around his neck, the symbol still foreign to him. The oil slicked trench coat that he was wearing managed to stay mostly dry as the rain slid right off of him and back onto the ground on the puddles that he was sure were a permanent fixture of the area. His coat was mostly closed over his black mesh shirt that covered his newly enhanced set of ANBU armour which he was quite attached to. His strap pants had becomes quite wet; especially around the front below the knees where there was no coat to possibly cover them. He was trying not to catch cold but he didn’t quite know how to do such a thing in a place like this. He knew that if he did, though, he would be able to go back to visit with Strafe Aisu again, something that he wouldn’t mind at all.
He decided that he would walk towards one of the indoor pools in the village, just for somewhere to visit as he hadn’t quite explored everything since his arrival. He had an odd feeling though, and he couldn’t help but feel like he was being tailed, in fact he was quite sure of it. He was someone who always knew when he was being followed, and it was something that had served him quite well in the past. He would wait, though, a little bit longer, and just carry on his way…
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