Tsukishima: part 1

[Sakuga]

    In the east, where Ryugakure sits high in the mountains, it is tradition that all ninja become samurai and serve the village. Tsukishima hates this tradition. He believes that all of these people blindly follow the tradition of their mothers and fathers because that's all they know. He believes that these people are all too idiotic to think for themselves

    On the streets where he often spends his time, Tsukishima sees a lot of these people. Just as a large group of samurai walked past him he scoffed to himself. Eugh. He was walking back to his house from the ninja academy.

It was a bright sun filled day it was hot and dry like the Arizona. Pagoda's and incense smoke filled the atmosphere.

[Takeo]

    Day four of Miyoko's endless search for something interesting, Ryugakure was so awkwardly boring. This was considered the ripest time in all of technology and Ryugakure was stuck in tradition. It often felt old and backwards, this lifestyle didn't appeal to the teen. She wanted something more, something interesting in her life. She often contemplated leaving Ryugakure and living in a different village, one that had an expressive culture.

    Out and about the girl meandered around, she would occasionally find something of interest. Today sadly didn't seem like it would be eventful, she moped around as a young teen would. Why is everyone above the age of eighteen a complete tool? Miyoko often thought to herself. Pulling to the side of a street Miyoko sat at a small bench. She waited for the train to come to her station, Ryugakure wasn't all that backwards...

[Sakuga]

Tsukishima squinted his arched eyebrows at Miyoko. She was a pretentious little child. While Miyoko was definitely not the most respectful peer I have, she could be worse. Tsukishima flipped his hair confidently and looked at the nearby Miyoko with an arrogant and almost challenging smile. "Miyoko? I didn't think I'd see you here. Nothing but Samurai and Ashigaru around here."

    Tsukishima had been thinking about something he needed to say to Miyoko after their mission with the "thief". "Miyoko, I just thought I'd remind you... don't say a word about that last mission. Now isn't the time or the place."

The two were partners and the most intellectual of the three members of Team 6. Tsukishima often thought of Miyoko as his equal.

[LmnDrp]

Hirai had come to a station, waiting for the arrival of her train, as a way to transport to an elegant dinner she was to attend today. She had left fairly ahead of time, as to not arrive late, and she was wearing a nice dress as opposed to her normal shinobi combat attire. She sat on a bench with Hōseki at her side. She noticed a few feet to her left, there were two people, a boy and a girl, who seemed about her age and were talking. Hmph, they don't look like anything special to me, Hirai thought to herself as she watched the two out of the corner of her eye.

[Takeo]

    Sitting on a small bench Miyoko was surprised to see Tsukishima. The young girl was actually quite fond of Tsukishima, he proved to be competent and intelligent. "I wouldn't typically come to this station, but I've got some errands I need to get done," replied Miyoko. Tsukishima then lectured Miyoko on speaking about their last mission, what an idiot... the girl thought to herself. She quickly snapped back at the boy, "Tsukishima, I don't need you to tell me this. I'm not Kijo you don't have to worry about me being an idiot." With a light girl on the girl's face she felt a warmth inside of her, Tsukishima made Miyoko happier than normal. Tsukishima gave the young girl faith in the future of ninja in Ryugakure.

[Sakuga]

"Respond however you like Miyoko, but words leave behind impressions... besides, we have bigger fish to fry, we're being watched."  Tsukishima sat down at the bench with the curious stranger (Akinsha) "Do you come here often? Your dog seems to like the station, must be nice having an animal companion."

The station started to get more and more crowded with samurai and other passer by's.


    The sun baked the cobblestone earth and soil. It was hot and sweat was starting to build on everyone's brows..