Cloudy day it seemed as Burittsu spent his remaining time during the festivities at the emporium he found himself intrigued daily on how the local lifestyle was completely different from that of the villages. In a way it seemed more fast paced things seemed to make more sense and connect faster in this society he was now seeing first hand. For a place he had never seen before with technology more advanced than anything he had ever been introduced to, this all was something new to him. Noticing shinobi from vast lands were around the area it all seemed too real to be true, each of them with their own brandings for their respected village indeed it was quite a sight to see. From stores to even their own training grounds the land itself was something different he even began to wonder how the peace even remained and by what protection did it mean for him and everyone all. He found himself outside under the shade of a tree sporting his blue and white kimono and regular shinobi footwear. Burittsu stood at the height of six feet with his katana on his hip encased in a blue scarab upon his body with blue and white cloth wrapped around the hilt of the blade matching his outfit.
Feeling the breeze touch his skin calmly was a fresh reminder that the land he currently was located at offered more free air then the land down below as the current of air felt welcoming with that cold sensation to boast. Relaxed as always it seemed he was minding his own business as his blue hair danced through the air his eyes appeared to be the same color matching with his hair. Watching the clouds cross through the air as if it was nothing but peace and silence such things in time would soon bore him but indeed when peace was introduced he wasn’t one to ignore a time of rest. The festivities continued on, it seemed as he assumed they probably would end the same time as the one back in the village, each land celebrating their own way with the festival. It had seemed smart to come up to these lands early so he wouldn’t be caught off guard in the future should he return but it was only another delay his true nature needed to be worked on. Cracking his neck he leaned back upon the tree wondering if he was able to accurately train something fierce and strong as he did back home with the shinobi moving around the land. It seemed all were up for the task of making this shinobi work. Closing his eyes for a brief moment he could only stand there and contemplate to himself if he was even making the right choice in asking for such attention in a land where he was in fact another stranger.
“...Maybe..”
Feeling the breeze touch his skin calmly was a fresh reminder that the land he currently was located at offered more free air then the land down below as the current of air felt welcoming with that cold sensation to boast. Relaxed as always it seemed he was minding his own business as his blue hair danced through the air his eyes appeared to be the same color matching with his hair. Watching the clouds cross through the air as if it was nothing but peace and silence such things in time would soon bore him but indeed when peace was introduced he wasn’t one to ignore a time of rest. The festivities continued on, it seemed as he assumed they probably would end the same time as the one back in the village, each land celebrating their own way with the festival. It had seemed smart to come up to these lands early so he wouldn’t be caught off guard in the future should he return but it was only another delay his true nature needed to be worked on. Cracking his neck he leaned back upon the tree wondering if he was able to accurately train something fierce and strong as he did back home with the shinobi moving around the land. It seemed all were up for the task of making this shinobi work. Closing his eyes for a brief moment he could only stand there and contemplate to himself if he was even making the right choice in asking for such attention in a land where he was in fact another stranger.
“...Maybe..”