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Sept 20, 2011 18:58:04 GMT -8
Post by Messatsu! on Sept 20, 2011 18:58:04 GMT -8
A harmless, yet rejuvenating zephyr encircled the duo as they trekked mightily through columns of trees and plethora's of botanic life. A quick glance contrived itself to the respective shinobi, glancing over his form as the primordial stages of fatigue began to rear its ugly head. His pulls of air grew quicker, heavier, and rougher, hinting at his fertively encroaching exhaustion. The aged man himself wished for nothing more than a few moments to rest and recapture his physical freshness, but time waits for none. The suns golden hues bathed the two men, whipping their backs with whips of intangible heat, provoking irritation and lack of concentration and focus.‘So. Who did you say these things were for again grandpa?
Resting his gaze upon the cobblestone road ahead a quick smile swept across his face with geysers of sweat that spilled from his body as his body thrummed with steaming activity. A moment of silence fell upon the man as his calculative mind grinded away, sifting through his pool of words, searching haphazardly for what to say."I didn't, but you seem like an honest youth who carries himself quite well. Besides, its rude to hold secrets for an overly long time dont you agree? Well then, some years ago -before the war- I was sent to a mission from the 1st Tsuchikage to track down an eliminate 2 units of hostile Kumogakure shinobi after having been promoted to jounin commander. I ventured out alone, confident in my abilities I engaged them, roughly at least 8 of them before he came. The previous owner to the Soaring short swords (Wind cutter)....
As the mans story pressed on his tone faltered with heavy and gruff pulls of air every few words, but had been nothing to completely halt his story. He looked over to the boy, checking to see if his words had not been falling upon deaf ears, if not, he'd continue, bestowing seemingly lost tales of the earlier generations.