That Extra Edge. [P][Circa]
Oct 4, 2012 19:26:56 GMT -8
Post by Guyviroth on Oct 4, 2012 19:26:56 GMT -8
The boy couldn't help but feel as though he had to be waiting around for something. In a sense he was waiting for something; for an idea to spring into his mind as to how he was to acquire a Sharingan. His new captain has instructed him some time prior that his first mission was to secure a set of Sharingan by any means possible, although the more that Helios pondered on the opportunity to prove himself it also continued to increase his frustrations as to where and how he was to get them, and where to even start looking.
Regardless of the matter at hand he tried not to let it get to him too badly. The boy tried to relax but it seemed the more he tried to more he ended up feeling pressured into feeling as though he was wasting time. The boy ended up taking a cigarette from his pouch couple with his oil lighter, striking the flint he ignites the flame and takes a drag of his smoke to ignite the tobacco inside. With a small drag and a puff of grey smoke he shook his head as he clasped the lighter shut; even the ciggy wasn't helping him relax. Though for the boy there was only one way of relaxing, and that was through training.
The boy turned to one of the rocks that has sat a few feet to the side of him; it was bigger than the one he was already sitting at so he understood that he could use this as a better target. placing a hand on his scabbard and his right hand on the handle, he focused for a moment before drawing and cutting at the rock horizontally with a quick, strong slash. The blade scraped across the face of the boulder as sparks flew from the grind upwards. The sword left a small mark around a foot long on the stone and, from that one strike along, Helios felt content. But it wasn't enough.