Post by Rokubi on Jun 2, 2007 17:16:08 GMT -5
A figure came from the setting sun, it was fine time of day when everyone was wrapping up their businesses and going into their houses for the night. The figure was none other than Takeda, Shingen, his red kimono fluttering in the wind and his footsteps silent but still. Slowly but surely he made his way across the busy streets of the Sand Village, an easy place to enter with his skills.
Takeda sat down on a bench he found on the side of the street and waited, he looked up and down the street, thinking, what of? That would be anyone’s guess, but it could possibly be of his next venture into the unknown. Shingen only had his Sword 'Noen', the only thing that reminded him of his journey and why he set out on it in the first place. One thing was certain, and that was that he had to hurry and finish his task here as soon as possible. After biting his finger he formed the necessary hand seals and placed his palm on the seat next to him, out of a small puff of smoke cam a decent sized blue jay. The bird hoped on Takeda’s wrist before taking of in the direction of the Administration building, now he just had to wait.
While waiting he thought back, thought back on his past endeavors and his future trials. He would have to fight many foes that would oppose him on his journey, but few would be able to match his strength. He was no longer an ally of Mist, he was a sworn enemy of Konoha and was hunted by them quite often, with no allies, he had to fight alone, and maybe that was a good thing, because anyone with him would most surely meet the end of their life.
He continued to ponder when his next fight will be, and who he will fight against, and whether or not he would kill that person. Takeda was one of a kind, he was not evil, nor was he good, he was him and no one could change that, not even him.
Takeda sat down on a bench he found on the side of the street and waited, he looked up and down the street, thinking, what of? That would be anyone’s guess, but it could possibly be of his next venture into the unknown. Shingen only had his Sword 'Noen', the only thing that reminded him of his journey and why he set out on it in the first place. One thing was certain, and that was that he had to hurry and finish his task here as soon as possible. After biting his finger he formed the necessary hand seals and placed his palm on the seat next to him, out of a small puff of smoke cam a decent sized blue jay. The bird hoped on Takeda’s wrist before taking of in the direction of the Administration building, now he just had to wait.
While waiting he thought back, thought back on his past endeavors and his future trials. He would have to fight many foes that would oppose him on his journey, but few would be able to match his strength. He was no longer an ally of Mist, he was a sworn enemy of Konoha and was hunted by them quite often, with no allies, he had to fight alone, and maybe that was a good thing, because anyone with him would most surely meet the end of their life.
He continued to ponder when his next fight will be, and who he will fight against, and whether or not he would kill that person. Takeda was one of a kind, he was not evil, nor was he good, he was him and no one could change that, not even him.