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Post by Sarutobi Satoka on Jul 4, 2013 20:54:14 GMT -5
Satoka lay with in his home staring at his ceiling. His windows blind was closed and so was the window. But he could still make out some sounds coming from the outside. He heard the sound of a bird singing outside his window his expression changed a little as he slowly closed his eyes and relaxed to the song of the bird. As he was sitting in his bed listening to the bird sing his right arm was waving around with his index finger as if he were conducting the bird to sing. A smile grew slowly on his face then it was all quiet outside. The bird must of flown off as he slowly rose up from his bed and looked over at the clock. It was still the early afternoon he thought it would be a good time do do some training. He slowly stretched out is left and right leg and then his left and right arms.
He got dressed in his white dress shirt and slid on his black vest and put on his red shoe string tie and made it into a bow tie. He walked over to his dresser and grabbed a pair of black pants and fastened up the buttons and zipper and walked out of his room. The Sarutobi's home was eerily quiet as he walked towards his front door. He still was not use to the thought of him being all on his own since his parents murders. As he reached his front door he grabbed his side pouch and attached it to his pants and slipped on his black ninja sandals. He opened the door and paused for a moment as his eye caught the sight of the families last family photo. His eyes seemed to shiver and swell with emotion as he closed the door behind him.
He would not cry not now not out in public. he bit his lower lip and ran through the village and after a bit reached the third training ground. He skidded to a halt at the entrance to the grounds. He took a few Breaths and his heart beat slowly returned to normal as he walked into the training grounds them self. He looked around and examined the area making mental notes of the terrain and such. All in all he thought this place was the perfect training area for him. He saw a line of trees and did a quick scan of the area. It was empty which was a good thing he didn't want to hurt anyone with what he was about to do. He reached in the his back pouch and grabbed eight shuriken. He places four in each spacing in his fingers and crossed his arms and took a calming deep breath and then threw all the shuriken at once at a grove of trees a few meters away from him.
The shuriken spun and he closed his eyes and listened for the sound of the shuriken to hit the tree. He heard the shuriken hit the tree as he opened his eyes he frowned and scowled at the placement of the shuriken. Only four had hit dead center while all the rest were all about the tree scattered in various different parts of the trees. He sighed and walked over to the trees and gathered back up the shuriken muttering curse words under his breath. He soon had gathered up the shuriken and walked back over to his original position. He placed four shuriken back into his little pouch and aimed carefully at only a single tree in the middle of the grove. He took aim and suddenly he had heard the sound of a branch breaking. He looked around slowly and said out loud " Hello is someone there?" He remained quiet and on his guard waiting for a response.
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Post by Super Kawaii Desu on Jul 6, 2013 21:34:00 GMT -5
Shindama and Yasuhiro were walking, the two seeming to spend more and more time together as of late. It was a surprise the two were not fighting each other more. Today would be an exception though, they would get to brawl. What neither of them knew was that Sarutobi Satoka was right up ahead. As usual, Shin had his hands behind his head. Walking with a chip on his shoulder. This was typical for him. Meanwhile, Satoka was busy, his shuriken ll over the place, and eyes fixed on a tree. What was in the tree was unknown. Maybe it was an enemy ninja, here to cause mischief. No, it had to be something more deadly, scary, what could it be? The Senju and Uchiha crept up ever closer, Shindama finally opening up his eyes. All he could see was the genin staring up at a tree, speaking out loud, demanding to know who was there. Shindama lightly elbowed Yasuhiro, merely to grab his attention; gently. The two boys were now standing a good two feet away from the Sarutobi. "What you looking at monkey!" he said; very loudly. When his loud voice filled the empty space around them, a squirrel squealed. Jumping out of the tree, quickly trying to run off. Shindama cocked a brow, watching as the squirrel ran in a scared manner. "What's wrong Satoka, scared of a little squirrel," he spoke with a wide smile. Moving his posture from a bent, lean-over to standing up straight. Then, in that motion folded his arms across his chest, looking boastful as usual. Shindama's ego was big enough to fill the three boys, then a small sake cup. A light breeze rustled by, the squirrels chirps fleeting as it finally ran completely off. It wss now just the three boys standing there in the open view.
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