They say that patience is a virtue, obviously this was something that Suyashi had nothing of. He had ingratiated himself so much with the culture of this village that he wanted to learn everything about it. It was rich with history. Flourishing with an abundant feel of life. Simple. It was bolstering with life, and motion. The Fire Country was ever changing and evolving. Moving forward and surmising to the amounts of change that would cause normal people to want to grab their knives and pitchforks. Alas, this was not the case here. Today he was taking alittle field trip. A chance to bond with a teacher that had taken a liking to him? Maybe it was because of the blond hair they seemed to share? Who knew... it was shortly after the class in the academy before the grounds had been completed. Which made Suyashi more confident tht when he joined this village and this country that he was able to aid in the reconstruction of it. Even in the short amount of time that he was here he felt like he was apart of something bigger than himself.
Maybe he was... one thing was for certain, He was in a constant high. Without knowing he was trying to play his hand at everything. Getting into anything he could. Joining missions with Genin. Learning about Ninjutsu, Taijutsu and everything in between. This was a new world for him, and he was just happy to be apart of it at the time he was. This was definitively something that he would look into as a new chapter in his life. There was the time before his arrival, but with his stepping foot into this village, he knew that everything changed. So it would surmise to say the least, and at the very least he was able to build something with his teacher enough to have a chance to learn from her first hand. Maybe she would help him with finding out what he was good at as a shinobi to be. That was his first step, honing his natural abilities... and thats what led them out here.
On the edge of bundles of trees, there laid a river not far from them as well as tall grass. And they were training, or so Suyashi thought. He was snapping his fingers and attempting to hit a target placed not far from them. "Tsukasa-sensei... Why did you bring me out here again? Were you gonna show me an awesome technique? I've been trying to get better with my Ninjutsu, but there havent been any classes held at the academy during the reconstruction... Maybe because there was a boy that blew it all up?" he was wondering about it for a while, why would someone blow up a place of learning? He could never even try to do that even if he had the ability to do so. Why? People, children, students were there. They could be hurt, maybe thats what led the boy to do such a thing. At any pace he continued attempting to hit the target to no avail, but he was good at one thing... Throwing at the target. As he threw a Kunai, he landed on the outer rim of the target. Not perfect but it was progression.
"...Oh Tsukasa-Sensei, Have you heard of the Minamoto? I heard my clan used to be really big back in the day..."
Maybe he was... one thing was for certain, He was in a constant high. Without knowing he was trying to play his hand at everything. Getting into anything he could. Joining missions with Genin. Learning about Ninjutsu, Taijutsu and everything in between. This was a new world for him, and he was just happy to be apart of it at the time he was. This was definitively something that he would look into as a new chapter in his life. There was the time before his arrival, but with his stepping foot into this village, he knew that everything changed. So it would surmise to say the least, and at the very least he was able to build something with his teacher enough to have a chance to learn from her first hand. Maybe she would help him with finding out what he was good at as a shinobi to be. That was his first step, honing his natural abilities... and thats what led them out here.
On the edge of bundles of trees, there laid a river not far from them as well as tall grass. And they were training, or so Suyashi thought. He was snapping his fingers and attempting to hit a target placed not far from them. "Tsukasa-sensei... Why did you bring me out here again? Were you gonna show me an awesome technique? I've been trying to get better with my Ninjutsu, but there havent been any classes held at the academy during the reconstruction... Maybe because there was a boy that blew it all up?" he was wondering about it for a while, why would someone blow up a place of learning? He could never even try to do that even if he had the ability to do so. Why? People, children, students were there. They could be hurt, maybe thats what led the boy to do such a thing. At any pace he continued attempting to hit the target to no avail, but he was good at one thing... Throwing at the target. As he threw a Kunai, he landed on the outer rim of the target. Not perfect but it was progression.
"...Oh Tsukasa-Sensei, Have you heard of the Minamoto? I heard my clan used to be really big back in the day..."