Team Meeting Thread [P|PM2ETR]
Oct 30, 2012 16:33:49 GMT -7
Post by Image In the Falls on Oct 30, 2012 16:33:49 GMT -7
As he listened to Taki's information on the young girl, his eyes widened, but only barely. Shigure had heard the Takikage was a younger woman, but to be his age, possibly younger, confused him. Whether or not he agreed with this, he accepted it as truth, given the girl, Rosalie, had said. It didnt hint that she was lying, nor was this a test. "Oh... I'm sorry Takikage-sama... my apologizes... i didnt know." As he watched her open the door just a little more, he'd examine her frame, it was an impulse to gather information on people regardless or their gender, or allegiance. He had noticed he was only barely taller than the girl, and he smiled, without knowing.
This simile wasn't anything but a smile, for Shigure had entered his own world at that point, thinking about how a young girl had so much power and influence within her to be named a Kage was confounding, but humbling. It seemed he had gotten an inflated head with this thought, for his mood changed slightly as he followed them into the room. Shigure's mood had only changed because of one other thought: If this girl could have been made Takikage, then even younger ninja can be made prominent persons of value in the ninja society. For his dreaming of proving his family still had the skill and determination to become great ninja was his only driving force, this made his dream seem achievable.
As he released his mind from his own inner thoughts, Shigure scanned the room, gathering much of the room's features and value. It seemed this room was a little untidy, but it wasn't anything worse than his apartment. The furniture seemed rather cozy, but looked to be un-lived, just as Rosie had stated. As she spoke, he'd listen attentively, placing his piece of paper on the table in front of the Takikage, then taking a seat at the closest black sofa, it seemed he was up first, though the Takikage seemed rather fixated on Taki. "My names Semitsu Shigure, im 13 years old.. and im rather profound with Ninjutsu, thought i was told im prominent in Genjutsu as well... My skills tend to be more proficient in Long range."
Shigure finished speaking and awaited Taki's answer to Rosie's question, crossing his leg as he did so. Even though she was the Takikage, it seemed he felt at ease her, but only because he wasn't one for formalities, and he never saw a person as better than another. All were equal in his eyes.
This simile wasn't anything but a smile, for Shigure had entered his own world at that point, thinking about how a young girl had so much power and influence within her to be named a Kage was confounding, but humbling. It seemed he had gotten an inflated head with this thought, for his mood changed slightly as he followed them into the room. Shigure's mood had only changed because of one other thought: If this girl could have been made Takikage, then even younger ninja can be made prominent persons of value in the ninja society. For his dreaming of proving his family still had the skill and determination to become great ninja was his only driving force, this made his dream seem achievable.
As he released his mind from his own inner thoughts, Shigure scanned the room, gathering much of the room's features and value. It seemed this room was a little untidy, but it wasn't anything worse than his apartment. The furniture seemed rather cozy, but looked to be un-lived, just as Rosie had stated. As she spoke, he'd listen attentively, placing his piece of paper on the table in front of the Takikage, then taking a seat at the closest black sofa, it seemed he was up first, though the Takikage seemed rather fixated on Taki. "My names Semitsu Shigure, im 13 years old.. and im rather profound with Ninjutsu, thought i was told im prominent in Genjutsu as well... My skills tend to be more proficient in Long range."
Shigure finished speaking and awaited Taki's answer to Rosie's question, crossing his leg as he did so. Even though she was the Takikage, it seemed he felt at ease her, but only because he wasn't one for formalities, and he never saw a person as better than another. All were equal in his eyes.