Post by Rinoku on Feb 12, 2006 22:00:01 GMT -5
Children laughed in their unchained glee as they threw spheres of cold snow at eachother, the soft smack of the white powder coming into contact with the childrens' shoulders.
"Hey, no fair!"
The young voices of the kids of Hoshi rang through the air. The joyful sounds made Rinoku smile. The young jounin was not wearing his usual outfit; it was very much too cold for that. He wore a black T-shirt beneath a blood-red coat, and black gloves on his hands. He was wearing navy-blue jeans, and black-and-white sneakers. Over his eyes, instead of his headband, he was wearing bandages over his eyes; he had been planning on relaxing today. No ninja work! What a relief... missions had been particularly aggrivating lately. No, his cell hadn't been doing any really hard missions... but pulling weeds and mowing lawns and watching pets was more stressful than it seemed! Sure, he didn't HAVE to do the work... technically, his cell was supposed to be doing all the work. He just had to watch. But he felt bad leaving them to do all of that on their own.
His body was sore from bending over all of yesterday; he and his students had been told to pluck radishes from an elderly lady's garden. The snow had fallen that night, and she had wanted all of the radishes harvested before it fell; not only was he sore, but he still felt bad for ending so many poor little radish lives! He could still see their poor little auras fading to gray...
Rinoku shuddered. He glanced up at the sky, his blind eyes covered safely by the bandages. It was peaceful, but he was, admittedly, a bit bored. No one he really knew was around to speak with, and it was getting cold out.
"I should go inside soon..."
He whispered to himself, and ran a gloved hand through his maroonish-brown hair. He frowned in displeasure as he realized that his hair was becoming static-y, thanks to the cold and the gloves.
"Hey, no fair!"
The young voices of the kids of Hoshi rang through the air. The joyful sounds made Rinoku smile. The young jounin was not wearing his usual outfit; it was very much too cold for that. He wore a black T-shirt beneath a blood-red coat, and black gloves on his hands. He was wearing navy-blue jeans, and black-and-white sneakers. Over his eyes, instead of his headband, he was wearing bandages over his eyes; he had been planning on relaxing today. No ninja work! What a relief... missions had been particularly aggrivating lately. No, his cell hadn't been doing any really hard missions... but pulling weeds and mowing lawns and watching pets was more stressful than it seemed! Sure, he didn't HAVE to do the work... technically, his cell was supposed to be doing all the work. He just had to watch. But he felt bad leaving them to do all of that on their own.
His body was sore from bending over all of yesterday; he and his students had been told to pluck radishes from an elderly lady's garden. The snow had fallen that night, and she had wanted all of the radishes harvested before it fell; not only was he sore, but he still felt bad for ending so many poor little radish lives! He could still see their poor little auras fading to gray...
Rinoku shuddered. He glanced up at the sky, his blind eyes covered safely by the bandages. It was peaceful, but he was, admittedly, a bit bored. No one he really knew was around to speak with, and it was getting cold out.
"I should go inside soon..."
He whispered to himself, and ran a gloved hand through his maroonish-brown hair. He frowned in displeasure as he realized that his hair was becoming static-y, thanks to the cold and the gloves.