Bonnie & Clyde [Private]
Oct 8, 2015 15:40:26 GMT -8
Post by susumu on Oct 8, 2015 15:40:26 GMT -8
For the young genin the day presented itself as rather unusual. His night had brought him to a place he did not fully understand. Though he understood quite clearly the importance of his situation and the decision he has to make. It was just that he found it odd, to say the least. The crossroads he was now upon seemed to present only endings.
Susumu searched for solace as he walked the village streets. Idle and aimless, he only noticed how quiet the village had actually gotten. The normal hustle and bustle of the markets and vendors were now a murmur like that of a swift breeze sweeping the desert. This dip in activity was only temporary, it would once again swell up into a storm. But until then, he had a decision to make.
It was like a bomb had just gone off. He was snapped from his idle trance and gathered his thoughts on his surroundings. There was a flurry of sand and debris that stabbed through a building and looked to engulf the street in its mass. A bomb had just gone off, just a building ahead of him and he saw it clearly the innocent bodies caught in its explosion. It was as if a strong current had just blown them away and through the sandy mass that followed, four masked figures sped through.
Susumu recognized their movements instantly, they were ninja. And more importantly he was able to recognize the masks they were. Big and bulky that hung outward from their face unlike any mask for festivals or even of the ANBU’s zodiac mask, these were gas masks. It made him hesitant to leap into action, reluctantly he took a step back. There was still time to pursue. . .
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