Stranger in a Strange Town

[kininata]

[Open Thread - any can post. Not Death Enabled]

[ Travelling from The Long Journey ]

Kininata entered the town, taking in a good look of the surrounding sights. It seemed quite a nice, quiet place, full of happy people, children playing, and in comparison to his own home, had an atmosphere of joy and wonder. He smiled as he saw the happiness around him, and made a slow stroll through the town. He got a few unusual looks from the locals, but as he greeted them, they smiled and greeted him in return. I can see why people like this land. He thought, mulling over how miserable his own people were most of the time. Maybe one day they can all change to be like this. He reached a small garden area, and took a seat to relax and enjoy the marvels of this new environment.

[kininata]

After several hours of simply watching the people of the town, the young Gennin opened up his pack and pulled out his meal for the day - a simple ball of rice with some salted meat, and a small bottle of water. He wanted to have something more substantial, but as he left home with no funds, he had to survive on what he had taken with him. So, he sat there, eating his simple meal, planing how he would get a simple nights rest. I suppose I'll have to sneak myself into a warm place for the night - a barn or something similar. Once he was finished, he started to wander around to get a better idea of the town's structure and area. He had seen many people, but none at the moment seemed to be ninjas - a sign of confidence in the homeland security.

Exiting the immediate grounds of the town, Kininata spotted a small barn not too far away, and quietly made his way over to it. A quick examination showed him a place he could hide in for the night while still getting a warm and mostly-comfortable nights sleep. Rather than risking potential exposure to Konoha ninja, he moved straight into the hiding place and would spend the rest of the day there in waiting, eventually to rest.

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Kini slowly opened his eyes, his back feeling the straw in the barn scratching gently at his skin, but still feeling better for resting somewhere warmer than his most recent nights. He turned onto his chest, pushing himself onto his feet in a crouch. From there, he looked around to see if he had any visitors before packing away his belongings for the day's trip - as much as he could have stayed there for a couple of days, he didn't want to risk having the locals spot him, report him, and have to evade pursuers here as well. He quietly packed away his sleeping mat and blanket, doing so slowly so he was aware of movement in and around the barn. An hour later, after careful observation, he leaped out of the top window of the building and made his way directly east away from the town, continuing his journey.

[CLOSED. Returning to The Long Journey]