An Attempt[Open]

Subject: An Attempt[Open] Thu Apr 15, 2010 4:40 pm

It was mid-day and the sun was high. Most everyone wore shorts and tank tops, but not Shindou. He was wrapped up like he was in the middle of a blizzard. He was covered so much so, that the single place you could see any of his fair skin was his face, if the angle of his hood permitted. His hood also spattered his hair outward, the silver locks were yet another obstacle hiding the boys face.

He must have given of quite the peculiar presence as he walked about in such clothes, zigzagging from one side of the street to the other repeatedly, dodging anyone that would have otherwise come close like they were the plague.

This was not the way Shindou wanted things to be though, he wanted to be close to people and to have friends; but he grew up, only knowing his family, always accidentally hurting anyone he wanted to get to know. Today, he was on a mission, not one from the shinobi world, but for his own personal growth. He had forced himself out here, in the center of Suna just to be out and about, to mingle with people... even though the mingling was a bit diluted. Still though this was an effort, and maybe soon enough, or for the right reasons, he could bring himself to interact with another human being.

Subject: Re: An Attempt[Open] Thu Apr 15, 2010 5:01 pm

Kotomi poked the soft dango slightly with the tip of the kunai she was holding, poking hard enough for the dango to suck itself in, and plop out, through not enough to cut it in half. Carefully she cut into it, taking the sliced off piece on the tip of the kunai, bringing it up to her lips, taking it into her mouth, savoring the flavor.

She was sitting at one of the local dango stands, some thin paper curtains being the only thing separating the bar itself from the street. Sure you could hear when people walked by and that, but it almost sealed off the world outside, leaving the smell of freshly made dango in the air. Her grandfather`s katana was hanging in its holster on her back, her unsual long dark purple hair hanging down over it. She was wearing her unsual black trainning clothes, her suna headband around her neck, along with her kunai holster on her left thight.

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