He had just gotten done with a mission with a man named 'Mort' and it had gone rather well. If it had lasted late into the night. It had been a simple protection mission in a club and Valen and Mort had alternated between working the crowd and guarding the door to ensure the patrons were safe and enjoying their night. As such the tall blonde man was still in the same clothing he'd worn to the mission which was a white dress shirt, and black slacks with nice shoes. His Kumogakure headband was proudly displayed upon his arm, identifying him as a shinobi of the village. All in all the mission had been quite fun for him but now it was over and he was doing some late night shopping. He bought the meals he'd cook before heading home every day so that the ingredients were as fresh as possible as that meant some odd shopping hours for him.
Luckily there was a wonderful market that was open at all hours of the day with fresh produce, well cut meats and other such ingredients. It was an inside store with bright lights coming down from the ceiling to make sure every was illuminated. Valen was moving down the aisle with his cart, already having a nice cut of steak wrapped up in brown paper, and a bag of pasta along with some shredded mozarella cheese that he'd bake onto the pasta as one side dish. He was heading toward the produce to pick up a vegetable of some kind, maybe broccoli, maybe some carrots he'd cut up and steam, he hadn't decided yet. He was moving at a sedate pace, not in any particular hurry since shinobi made their own hours for the most part so not in any particular rush at that moment to get home and sleep so he could 'prepare for work'. His eyes were still more or less alert, if he was relaxed and their turquoise hue would take in his surroundings casually but effectively. About the only thing they couldn't see would be around the corners and through the aisles, however he was more or less aware of his surroundings.
He was actually muttering under his breath, thinking aloud for the most part as he moved down the aisle where he'd turn to head down toward the produce section. "I need to step up my training. I've got three elements working for me and I need to to see what I can do with that." He would say as he considered what he'd be working on doing in terms of his personal power. Having three of the 5 basic elements so early in a career was a rarity and his instructors had called him a prodigy. He wasn't so sure of that, he just wanted to do well and provide for his family. However if he had some talent in Fire, Earth, and Wind, he'd use it to his fullest advantage. "I wonder if there's a way to combine them." He'd say as he came the end of the aisle and moved to turn.