― morning fog [o]

[KEITH]

Rules
No Attacking each other.
No weapons.
No looting.

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It was regular ol' foggy day within Kirigakure, though, it was a pleasant fog if anything, like the fog of a good day, most would probably say. Like with the way the people saw clouds, and how you could tell if they were nasty or not, the villagers of Kirigakure could tell with the mist. As it had covered the grounds of the village, the foot steps of a young shinobi would tread it, with his blade sandles. He walked with a rhythm, and each step he took, the moist soil beneath his feet had complimented it. He began to yawn, slightly, using his hand to cover his mouth, showing a sign of good manners. He had wore an all black kimono with golden trimmings among the edge treading, beneath his kimono, he had worn a pair of thin black shinobi pants that had stopped mid-way down his shin's. He had a sinister smirk upon his face.

Making his way to the ramen shop of Kirigakure. It wasn't as good as the one in Konohagakure, though, but, one day he had planned to kidnap the ramen chief from there and bring 'em to Kiri. As he approached the curtains of the shop, and slowly moved his left hand in, then, his wrist had dropped, like in a feminine gesture, and slowly moved the curtain to the side as he came through the curtain head first. His swagger was like that of a noble status. He had known that the place would be crowded as he stepped into it, but, he didn't know it would be this crowded. He glanced over the shop, there were people everywhere. The only places to sit was by the window, but, that wasn't too bad, unless someone tried to assassinate him, that is. He sat at a table, hoping somebody would notice him, so he wouldn't have to be alone. That would really suck.

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[KEITH]

The shinobi had sat in the ramen shop, listening to the mix of noises that the people had made as he looked out of the window. He rested his right elbow upon the table, with his right palm lightly pressed against the right side of his cheek. He had waited for his server to come. As he had waited, he glanced back over the ramen shop, spotting out everyone who was in there. It was mostly common folk that he had seen around the village plenty of times, getting their grub on. He slight smirk had came across his face, these men, women, and children have all lived blissful lives, compared to that of the shinobi. He would begin to think about the lives that they live, and how boring it was. To get up and do the very same job every day, it was a mundane job. Whereas, for the shinobi, they go to different and new places every day, seeing and experiencing new things. And, constantly meeting new people, whether they were their friends or enemies.

He couldn't live the life of the common folk. That was simply to dry for a young man that needed thrill, and a rush to get him through his day. But, alas, this seemed like a common folk day for him. He had hated being off duty, there wasn't any work for him to do, all he could do was sit around. Though, atleast he didn't decide to stay in his house all day like some people would. He then brought his vision back to his own table, bowing his head down and closing his eyes. He snickered at what a life the common folk had lived, and can't believe he was actually experiencing it. Shaking his head in shame to this. In an instantly, he had felt the presence of another pop over him, and his eyes had peeled back completely and they opened wide, then, he would hear a voice that he had heard not to long ago, regaining his composure, then rose his head. He set his sight on a guy that he had seen in the HYDRA Squad Tournament. He was one of the members who had gotten the chance to make it to Team HYDRA. Though, he hasn't seen a lot of him. "Oh..hello. I've seen you before..but, cant remember your name.."

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[chdelamo]

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[KEITH]

The shinobi had watched as the man moved his lips, beginning to form words, thoughts had ran through his head that he was different from the other two fags, Jin and Shinryu. This guy had seemed pretty nice, introducing himself and reaching out for a handshake, with his gesture. He had thought he would simply comply with him, since he had nothing against. "Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Koujirou Anakin."

[/i] He said as he had reached out for the young Genin's hand, shaking it firmly. He thought about what kind of shinobi he truly is, but, he was probably nothing like himself. The only way he would find out about that though is by questioning him. To find out how smart he truly was, and how mature he could be.

"So, Shuurai-kun, are you of any type shinobi are you?" He had asked the young Genin, smiling gently.

OOC: sorry for the post, i was being interrupted.

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[KEITH]

OOC: Sorry for not replying yesterday, and having you wait so long. It was my first day of college, so, I was super busy.

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The shinobi had watched the young Genin as he tried to come up with a response to the simple, yet, difficult question to answer. Most people wouldn't know what to say at a time like this, thinking about what the question may mean. And, in turn, would over think about the question, rethinking about what they had originally wanted to say, but, worrying that it wouldn't be a good enough answer, or that it would sound stupid. Shuurai moved his hand to his chin, rubbing it gently as he tried to come up with a good response. He would eventually come up with an answer, which the shinobi was intrigued to hear. Basically, he had told him that he was a well-rounded shinobi, who preferred the art of ninjutsu, and liked to get the job done quickly. He thought about what Shuurai had said as he spoke, wondering if that was the response that he was looking for or not.

Before he would continue his speech, a waitress had come over to the table, asking the men for their orders. Before the shinobi had ordered, he listened out to Shuurai reverse the question upon himself. He couldn't tell if he knew that was coming or not, obviously a person would want to know what kind of shinobi you were if you wanted to know what kind they were. "I'd like a tall, cold glass of milk and a bowl of Tonkotsu Ramen." The shinobi had said to the waitress, nodding to her, she had then turned to Shuurai, asking him about his order. He had briefly thought about how he should answer the reserved question.

"I would say that I am an opportunist. When ever the opportunity for something would ever come up, I am willing to go for it, no matter what - whether it is really hard or ridiculously easy." He had said, smiling at the thought of telling someone about himself, it was thing he had never did before, so, it was kind of foreign to him. But, he also kind of liked it, and went on to talk about himself. "And, as for what type of techniques I use, I strongly prefer my Kenjutsu and Genjutsu." He had sat back in his seat, folding his arms, thinking if he had missed anything that he probably should say, but, nothing imparticular had came to mind.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,600,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][bg=0e0e0e][atrb=style,padding: 40px 0px 10px 0px; height: 240px;][atrb=vAlign,Top] [atrb=style,padding: 40px 0px 10px 0px; height: 240px;][atrb=vAlign,bottom] [/style] [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 100 px; color: #FFFFFF; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: Left ; padding-right: 30px; border-bottom: 1px dashed #463e41;] So a genjutsu/kenjutsu user huh? I guess the mizukage was right to pair us up.. As the young man before him would lean back and cross his arms as he thought to himself, shuurai then ordered his food, id like an order of Steak ramen please, with some tea if you have any. "Well its good to finally meet you, honestly after the tournament I wasnt sure what I was getting into.. but with shinobi like us on the squad, it should prove to be an exciting team" Shortly after the waitress came back with there food and drinks to which the young blue haired boy raised his glass towards his new acquaintance "To Kiri, and to the new team hydra" he said in a cheer as he smiled across the table.

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[KEITH]

The shinobi had smiled as the waitress had brought back their food and drinks, much to his pleasure. He had sort of hungered for a cold glass of milk, and once it was within his grasp, he couldn't help but rush to take a sip. Though, his actions didn't reflect what he had wanted to do. He gently took his glass of milk from the trey she had carried their food and drinks upon, and then his ramen, placing the bowl upon the table and nodding off the woman. He lightly wrapped his warm fingers around his cold glass of milk, lifting it up to his soft pink lips, but, before he could get a sip of it, Shuurai would say something. He had wanted to give a cheer to Kirigakure.

This had caused his lips to curl up into a smile, and compiled, lifting his glass up to Shuurai's and lightly knocking it against his, making a subtle ringing sound. He then had decided to responded to what Shuurai was saying before the waitress had came. "Yeah, it is a wonderful thing, isn't it? We should be lucky to have a chance of being on a team like this." He had began to start liking Shuurai, he was a nice and friendly person, but, the shinobi had another friend that he wanted to meet Shuurai. After awhile, once they had finished up their food, the shinobi had rose up from the table, in a gesture of telling Shuurai to come on.

"Hey, Shuurai, would you mind accompanying me outside of the village? I have something out there that I want to show you. But, I'm afraid to bring it into the village with me, because it might get taken." The shinobi had taken off before Shuurai would even get a chance to respond, leaving out the shop and dancing towards the village gates, where he would wait for Shuurai to come if he would accompany him.

exit.

[KID GAMBINO.]

keith | 43 EXP
chd | 25 EXP

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