[--onwards.] [ Travel ]
Feb 13, 2008 11:54:07 GMT -7
Post by Kaj. on Feb 13, 2008 11:54:07 GMT -7
move to Grass.
The Gennin's eyes lowered carefully, scanning the horizon - Konoha. It may have been over populated, and high in military power, but Fukyuu didn't think it was right for him. Besides, he couldn't stay much longer anyway. The ANBU would be on to him in no time after the slaughter of the Hyuuga. A scowled reached his perfect lips, and he let out a soft yawn.
The day had begun.
He watched as the many people of Konoha began to switch on lights and prepare for the oncoming day - it was quite a nice sight, really. The village in a silent state.
''--but there'll be people soon.'' he thought aloud.
And as if to underline the point, doors burst open and people spilled out onto the streets. The artist smirked slightly, knowing he would not see such a crowded sight in a long time. Approaching the gates, he lowered his cloak and looked at the ANBU for a short time, from afar. Then, they came forth. They new his intentions; merely from the look in his eyes. They were trained well.
But it was too late, and as they pounced on him and delivered fatal blows, the true Fukyuu would watch happily behind them. He had fooled them easily, replacing himself with a clone and flickering behind them in the moments he had seemed to of been analyzing them. He turned, and tore the gate down with an almighty thunder from the gods themselves.
Raiton - Rairyuu no Tatsumaki.
And by the time the ANBU had turned to look, the Gennin was already gone.
The Gennin's eyes lowered carefully, scanning the horizon - Konoha. It may have been over populated, and high in military power, but Fukyuu didn't think it was right for him. Besides, he couldn't stay much longer anyway. The ANBU would be on to him in no time after the slaughter of the Hyuuga. A scowled reached his perfect lips, and he let out a soft yawn.
The day had begun.
He watched as the many people of Konoha began to switch on lights and prepare for the oncoming day - it was quite a nice sight, really. The village in a silent state.
''--but there'll be people soon.'' he thought aloud.
And as if to underline the point, doors burst open and people spilled out onto the streets. The artist smirked slightly, knowing he would not see such a crowded sight in a long time. Approaching the gates, he lowered his cloak and looked at the ANBU for a short time, from afar. Then, they came forth. They new his intentions; merely from the look in his eyes. They were trained well.
But it was too late, and as they pounced on him and delivered fatal blows, the true Fukyuu would watch happily behind them. He had fooled them easily, replacing himself with a clone and flickering behind them in the moments he had seemed to of been analyzing them. He turned, and tore the gate down with an almighty thunder from the gods themselves.
Raiton - Rairyuu no Tatsumaki.
And by the time the ANBU had turned to look, the Gennin was already gone.
