Returned Home[Preparations Begin]
Apr 24, 2008 17:00:54 GMT -7
Post by shinzo-kori on Apr 24, 2008 17:00:54 GMT -7
Creak....
The door screamed as he entered. They had checked him up, and supposable he had a minor case of head trauma and a lost of memory. The Medical Ninja thought it would be best for him to go home and look around, possibly so the pieces would fall together, and as he stayed in that cold room....they did.
He looked through the many scrolls he once possessed, the pictures of his friends in the past, Jet and Min. This set a reaction not expected and for once Tatsu began to believe this was all true. Memory returned to him quite fast as strange as it may have seemed, but it was indeed a good thing. Two Jounin waited outside of his room to give him the alone time he needed, but after twenty minutes of looking around, a new man left through those doors.
Shut...
Now he did not remember how he had forgotten his memory, nor did he remember every becoming a Mizukage, however he did remember his place in this village. He remembered the many skills he possessed, the personality gained from the experiences he once had. It would be enough...for now at least, but until he could truly assess what it was that caused this loss of memory, he would not be content.
He left with a bag of important things and supplies, as well as an empty bag which would be used later on for other plans. This village was leaving, and for what reason he had no idea, but because of such a vast evacuation, one could only assume something had went terribly wrong during his absence.
He push out the door and past the Jounin who would quickly follow as well. He didn't need their protection, he was strong enough to take care of himself.
"Go help the others with the evacuation, I still need to take care of some things."
They looked at each other, but only a fool would argue with him. They each vanished quickly after this statement returning to their previous duties. Tatsu on the other hand continued out of his apartment building and into the empty streets. No one existed here anymore, it was a ghost town. It was quite depressing to be honest to see things like this, but some things had to be done.
He left these streets however and into the woods, a different path for sure then the one that would be taken by the villagers, but he would be sure to follow them soon, erasing their tracks as well as his own as he followed them.
After arriving at a perfect location, surrounded by trees, he prepared himself for his plans. The nearest tree would be the first, and so he would drop his bag and get to work...
Clunk....
The sound of tree log after tree log piling up within the empty bag. To count, he had about four, enough for whatever it is he may have worried about. They would do fine as well, for they sturdy would become quite useful in the future.
To finish the job he came to complete, he quickly removed four exploding tags from his person, and placed each one upon a separate log for future purpose. His mission was complete, and it was now time to return with the rest, and so after quickly gathering his items, he vanished from the scene.
[Exit]
The door screamed as he entered. They had checked him up, and supposable he had a minor case of head trauma and a lost of memory. The Medical Ninja thought it would be best for him to go home and look around, possibly so the pieces would fall together, and as he stayed in that cold room....they did.
He looked through the many scrolls he once possessed, the pictures of his friends in the past, Jet and Min. This set a reaction not expected and for once Tatsu began to believe this was all true. Memory returned to him quite fast as strange as it may have seemed, but it was indeed a good thing. Two Jounin waited outside of his room to give him the alone time he needed, but after twenty minutes of looking around, a new man left through those doors.
Shut...
Now he did not remember how he had forgotten his memory, nor did he remember every becoming a Mizukage, however he did remember his place in this village. He remembered the many skills he possessed, the personality gained from the experiences he once had. It would be enough...for now at least, but until he could truly assess what it was that caused this loss of memory, he would not be content.
He left with a bag of important things and supplies, as well as an empty bag which would be used later on for other plans. This village was leaving, and for what reason he had no idea, but because of such a vast evacuation, one could only assume something had went terribly wrong during his absence.
He push out the door and past the Jounin who would quickly follow as well. He didn't need their protection, he was strong enough to take care of himself.
"Go help the others with the evacuation, I still need to take care of some things."
They looked at each other, but only a fool would argue with him. They each vanished quickly after this statement returning to their previous duties. Tatsu on the other hand continued out of his apartment building and into the empty streets. No one existed here anymore, it was a ghost town. It was quite depressing to be honest to see things like this, but some things had to be done.
He left these streets however and into the woods, a different path for sure then the one that would be taken by the villagers, but he would be sure to follow them soon, erasing their tracks as well as his own as he followed them.
After arriving at a perfect location, surrounded by trees, he prepared himself for his plans. The nearest tree would be the first, and so he would drop his bag and get to work...
Clunk....
The sound of tree log after tree log piling up within the empty bag. To count, he had about four, enough for whatever it is he may have worried about. They would do fine as well, for they sturdy would become quite useful in the future.
To finish the job he came to complete, he quickly removed four exploding tags from his person, and placed each one upon a separate log for future purpose. His mission was complete, and it was now time to return with the rest, and so after quickly gathering his items, he vanished from the scene.
[Exit]
