The trip to this place made Suyashi alittle sea sick. He didnt understand why they rode in on a boat when the trip around the island could have been connected to a land mass like it was some sort of peninsula. Suyashi would find his way out of the assigned living space, he had come with his team of course but he didnt at all care, he wanted to venture out. He was becoming closer to his group, Miyako and Shinzo, They all seemed to be able to coordinate correctly and they had each other's backs. So with everything that he would find, the idea of what today would hold would stick and resonate with Suyashi for the remainder of his days. Because there was a thickness in the air... a pheromone of love aerosolized. And with it in the air, Suyashi's canine senses would begin picking up different things regarding the scent... it caught him off guard, and before he knew it he'd be under the effects of it.
Oddly enough there were no people on this side of the city this early but, Suyashi was a morning person, he liked to get his workouts done as early as he could and wanted to make sure he continued getting physically stronger to compensate for his lack of ninjutsu and chakra strength. It helped that his genes were linked to deep ties in Taijutsu and Physical Styles of fighting. The Minamoto, from what Suyashi knew, were very honor driven. They never left a comrade behind and they never liked unfair competition. They were obedient to the laws of the land, but they were the first to step up against laws that hurt the down trodden, maybe it wasnt always like this... but the Minamoto were making a comeback in name.
So on the portside Suyashi would continue his training, push-ups and sit ups. Then getting into the deep strength training he would to one hand elevated pushups against the brick portside. Switching hands every few reps he'd find it hard not to get lost in the moment, he loved his training, because one day it would land him the dream he wanted... something off the beaten path of shinobi. Something that wasnt promised, but an ideal that you would have to go and take by the horns. That which would not be named... he would continue striving for... and the only way to conceive the ideas in your mind were to speak them and act them into existence.
He wasnt going to go out and coral people to him, he knew he was up early but wasnt there someone else out there that did the same thing on their days off? Alas, Suyashi would finally leap into the water below only to dip in and shoot back out and landing on one of the wooden pier holders and with a wipe of his brow with a towel he'd set moments before, he'd think about what kinds of things he'd get into today...
Oddly enough there were no people on this side of the city this early but, Suyashi was a morning person, he liked to get his workouts done as early as he could and wanted to make sure he continued getting physically stronger to compensate for his lack of ninjutsu and chakra strength. It helped that his genes were linked to deep ties in Taijutsu and Physical Styles of fighting. The Minamoto, from what Suyashi knew, were very honor driven. They never left a comrade behind and they never liked unfair competition. They were obedient to the laws of the land, but they were the first to step up against laws that hurt the down trodden, maybe it wasnt always like this... but the Minamoto were making a comeback in name.
So on the portside Suyashi would continue his training, push-ups and sit ups. Then getting into the deep strength training he would to one hand elevated pushups against the brick portside. Switching hands every few reps he'd find it hard not to get lost in the moment, he loved his training, because one day it would land him the dream he wanted... something off the beaten path of shinobi. Something that wasnt promised, but an ideal that you would have to go and take by the horns. That which would not be named... he would continue striving for... and the only way to conceive the ideas in your mind were to speak them and act them into existence.
He wasnt going to go out and coral people to him, he knew he was up early but wasnt there someone else out there that did the same thing on their days off? Alas, Suyashi would finally leap into the water below only to dip in and shoot back out and landing on one of the wooden pier holders and with a wipe of his brow with a towel he'd set moments before, he'd think about what kinds of things he'd get into today...