Aeonian Rivalry [Li Sheng]
Jun 29, 2011 7:32:24 GMT -8
Post by Messatsu! on Jun 29, 2011 7:32:24 GMT -8
The sun had shone itself brightly, casting its liquid beams to spill upon his back and neck, unwillingly incrementing his body heat, forcing him to summon yet another graveled sigh. The suns perpetual heat was drawn to Yuuza like metal to a magnet due to his traditional shinobi attire of black and the battle gear that now rested upon his torso at the expense of a sunagakure shinobi; the fitted shihakusho and the incessantly comfortable hakama. The black jaw mask he sported before was no more, hidden away within his clothing, only replaced by the steel face mask. His fingers ran through the apex of his satiny brow hair casting away the brief itch that struck him before taking off in a headlong sprint at max speeds. His occuli shifted once more, this time keenly watching the road ahead.
Flickering through the trees flashes of brown and green washed over his face as he powered through the sequences of trees toward his destination with gales of gales of mist opposing his tread. Making great speed with his senses' wide open, his mind withdrew itself into thought momentarily, silently brooding upon matters regarding his Elder brother and his own goal as a shinobi; it was impossible for Yuuza to cease thinking about his brother, he was family. He heard word of a powerful suiton blade that laid in Mizu no kuni's mountain, a long lost relic of the Yuuza clan. From this alone he could somewhat determine where it was thanks to his past visits, he had a hunch, and he followed it. Yuuza proceeded with grace, his purple optics caught sight of several landmarks in which he previously passed upon his recent visits to meet with several Kirigakure shinobi. Eventually he was within the far north of Mizu no kuni, a place where hozuki and suiton users alike felt close to home.