It was time to finally organize all of the items that Tōri had picked up of late, it was a poor shinobi indeed who went into the unknown unprepared. And Tōri was anything but that. Laying out all of the scrolls he began with the sealing process for the many items that simply wouldn’t fit in his limited pouches of which he had only four (two on his hips and two on his flak jacket.) Firstly, he would seal the vast majority of his kunai and shuriken within the smallest of the scrolls that was picked up at the Cosmic Menagerie. Sealing away eighty kunai and eighty shuriken he would tuck the scroll in one of his breast pouches along with a length of metal wire to top off that pocket. He then fitted the weapon sheath around his waist and slid the small tanto into it, jostling it about to test its fit before being satisfied and moving on to the rest of the items.
Now taking twenty kunai and placing them in his left hip pouch and twenty shuriken placed in his right hip pouch, glad to hear minimal clinking of metal when swinging his hips around. Now for the expensive drones he had commissioned, with these (and the scouting eye piece that came with them) he decided to simply seal them within the cloak he swung around his back and fastened the collar to, wanting to have them readily available without any fussing over straps and pouches. With all four drones sealed away there was little left to deal with, sealing the military ration pills away in another of the smallest scrolls before pocketing the wrapped up scroll in his right breast pocket. Slipping the gold sealing on his left index finger he took a single kunai from the sealed eighty in the scroll and resealed it within the ring’s seal for quick access to a cutting tool.
Sealing the rest of the scrolls within each other to save on space Tōri was finally happy with his organization, throwing his new hasty geta on and attaching the hair beads to his beard before heading out, ready to take on the world.
Now taking twenty kunai and placing them in his left hip pouch and twenty shuriken placed in his right hip pouch, glad to hear minimal clinking of metal when swinging his hips around. Now for the expensive drones he had commissioned, with these (and the scouting eye piece that came with them) he decided to simply seal them within the cloak he swung around his back and fastened the collar to, wanting to have them readily available without any fussing over straps and pouches. With all four drones sealed away there was little left to deal with, sealing the military ration pills away in another of the smallest scrolls before pocketing the wrapped up scroll in his right breast pocket. Slipping the gold sealing on his left index finger he took a single kunai from the sealed eighty in the scroll and resealed it within the ring’s seal for quick access to a cutting tool.
Sealing the rest of the scrolls within each other to save on space Tōri was finally happy with his organization, throwing his new hasty geta on and attaching the hair beads to his beard before heading out, ready to take on the world.
