The sun rose high above the desert basin, Sunagakure under what would be called typical conditions--Sun bright and hot, hardly a cloud in the sky. Among the residential areas of the village sat a small modest home, Azuma Asakaze's humble abode. The Suna Jounin sat in his room of this basic home, having a comfy seat on his bed as he went over his equipment. Some would say he was nigh OCD when it came to his equipment, as a weapons specialist Azuma took pride in taking care of his equipment, and making sure he's ready for every situation.
"10 Kunai, both holsters full....10 Shuriken, one pouch full...Other pouch full of tools..." he quietly spoke to himself as he went over the equipment. He pushed the Kunai holsters and Hip pouch of Shuriken aside and went over the equipment in his other pouch. 3 Explosive tags, an equal number of smoke bombs...a bag of Military Ration pills and a fully stocked medkit. This felt satisfactory for the Jounin. Pushing it aside he would slip from the sleeve of his Yukata a scroll, it was small, but packed a punch. He opened it, but didn't activate anything, looking over 4 of the 5 used slots...This held his Naginata, a Chokuto, Kusarigama, and a bo staff usually used for training purposes.
He'd roll the scroll back up, slipping it back up his sleeve. He'd glance over to his dresser, a Baldric hung from it. He would usually only wear it when he wanted to travel with his Naginata out, instead of in the scroll. Lastly he checked his Tanto, it was on his lower back--would sit just above his hip pouches when they are worn. Sliding the blade out, he inspected its edge, before replacing it in its holder. "Everything checks out...mission ready at a moments notice." he'd confirm for himself as he would go to put everything up...it was time for a nap, may have been mid-day but he'd been up since the night prior. Laying back in his bed, Azuma would shut his eyes--slowly drifting off to sleep.
"10 Kunai, both holsters full....10 Shuriken, one pouch full...Other pouch full of tools..." he quietly spoke to himself as he went over the equipment. He pushed the Kunai holsters and Hip pouch of Shuriken aside and went over the equipment in his other pouch. 3 Explosive tags, an equal number of smoke bombs...a bag of Military Ration pills and a fully stocked medkit. This felt satisfactory for the Jounin. Pushing it aside he would slip from the sleeve of his Yukata a scroll, it was small, but packed a punch. He opened it, but didn't activate anything, looking over 4 of the 5 used slots...This held his Naginata, a Chokuto, Kusarigama, and a bo staff usually used for training purposes.
He'd roll the scroll back up, slipping it back up his sleeve. He'd glance over to his dresser, a Baldric hung from it. He would usually only wear it when he wanted to travel with his Naginata out, instead of in the scroll. Lastly he checked his Tanto, it was on his lower back--would sit just above his hip pouches when they are worn. Sliding the blade out, he inspected its edge, before replacing it in its holder. "Everything checks out...mission ready at a moments notice." he'd confirm for himself as he would go to put everything up...it was time for a nap, may have been mid-day but he'd been up since the night prior. Laying back in his bed, Azuma would shut his eyes--slowly drifting off to sleep.
