Stranger Danger [P] Apr 17, 2013 10:39:27 GMT -8
Post by Masamune on Apr 17, 2013 10:39:27 GMT -8
Masamune had woken up early this morning, his parents obviously still asleep in bed. His father, Atsushi, was always sleeping in late. His mother often joined him, so Masamune was often found fending for himself. He was 18 though, and he should technically be preparing to move out on his own, but he had yet to become a part of a Shinobi team, and go on any missions. Because of this, Masamune was practically broke. He had money, but he hoped to put it to better use. Besides, it wasn't enough to buy his own house to begin with.
Having exited his front door, Masamune walked into the Kumogakure village streets with a sort of boredom that swept over his facial expression. His black outfit was covering his legs, chest, arms, and face. He had his katana on his back, and pads of white leather were strapped to his forearms. They garnered no actual protection, at most keeping bugs from being able to bite through the soft black linens underneath. They simply kept the sleeves of his attire tight to his forearms, so that they wouldn't snag on anything with their slightly loose fit.
Walking towards his favorite place to get food in the morning, Masamune entered and ordered his usual. A cup of spearmint flavored tea, and a honey glazed bun. His mornings were filled with his need for sugar, being both that he had a sweet tooth when he woke up, and also that the sugar gave him a boost of energy to get himself. That or it was the tea and it's caffeine, either way Masamune devoured his small breakfast in no time. Placing his owed dues on the counter, Masamune headed back out the door and into the streets once again.
The sun was now shining much more brightly than when he had left his house, it's rays beginning to cast over the village, and into Masamune's eyes. Albeit not for long, as a massive array of clouds began distorting the light, almost entirely. Another thing that had changed is that there were more people outside, waking up slightly later than Masamune. He had looked over them all, seeing no familiar faces. He kept himself moving forward, as he sat on a bench to the right side of the street. He then pulled out his Kumogakure headband, which was tied around his neck and tucked underneath his clothing. Placing it over the clothing which covered his neck, so that people could see it in front of his neck, Masamune toyed with it. As random rays of light revealed themselves through the clouds, Masamune tried getting the reflections off his headband to blind passerby's. It took some practice, but soon an older man passing by threw a hand over his face and bumped into a lady with bags in her hands. Masamune grinned, although kept silent so that he didn't attract attention from the man. He watched him pick up the ladies belongigns and place them in her bags, apologizing for his stupidity.
" This village never loses it's fun. "
He spoke that out loud, but then mentally made a rebuttal. That was true, until everyone was out doing missions, which Masamune couldn't do. Well, he could, but why would you do missions by yourself? That would be the epitome of boredom, in Masamune's eyes. Doing work all buy yourself. He needed at least one more person, and then he would be okay with doing work or going on a mission.