Peel Off [M]
Jun 6, 2012 21:26:24 GMT -8
Post by Shisen on Jun 6, 2012 21:26:24 GMT -8
Time and time again, this day wasn't looking to get any better as far as he kept on at this rate. In the fatigued commission he'd met, there was no more carrying the trash bag but simply dragging it wherever he needed only hoping to the best that it didn't tear open. One way or the next he'd be getting something of an earning when this came to an end and with such said would the Genin be on his way. The feeling had gotten awkward, being stared and glared down by the people around him. It was beginning to boil his blood to the furthest extent, he'd spit and probably melt the shit out of whoever stood in front of him at the time. It could only be assumed however.
Jaw tightening as he continued trying to push the disturbing thoughts to the back of his mind but it never ceased to poke him. Over, and over... and over again. So many eyes on him as if he could read minds by looking to the back of their skulls. It was quite surprising the Genin held on to himself this time. By the dead look in his eyes one could tell he was incredibly close to letting the residents around him get a nice slice of his mind to set them straight. It was never polite to point nor stare after all... so where the HELL were their manners eh? Swallowing however, Eroushi would make way to a rather large garbage bin and with haste, take his arm through the air to toss his "collection" aside.
Surely he had done a nice job for his first time... It was actually his first time. Just for a moment or so he had stood idle. Just watching his fellow Kiri beings go about their business. Those with respect would toss their unwanted belongings to a dirt pile or trash bin and those who cared for nothing but themselves you could say, would toss it straight to the floor - yet each and every time had this determined Genin unleashed his fury on... well the trash. In the end, he would be left to pick it up himself and put it where it truthfully belonged not to mention the fact that this was just wherever he could actually see 'as far as he could see.'
The process would be but repeated a small number of times and come a small moment where he reached for his pockets, hands moving smoothly through his pants, he'd grab what needed be; parchment, and take a quick gaze at it's contents. All the information containing his mission detail - it was about time.
"Now for that shower."Mission Complete