Another afternoon where Ri was still asleep, ignoring his usual duties as a shinobi. He knew that continually doing this would always end in him being scolded, and then his own frustration after that. Every time he did anything he enjoyed it ended badly for him in fact.. Like how he recently fought in the arena. He enjoyed it at the time, then got caught up in the moment and made the stupid decision to blow himself up just to get to his opponent. Now, getting in trouble would certainly be the case if it wasn't for the fact that he was still in the hospital. Having been here for a few days now so that his arm could be properly treated. The only problem about being able to sleep in now, was that sleeping was all he had. Never would Ri have thought that he would get tired of sleeping, but when you get trapped in a bland room for several days with nothing to do, you'd be surprised at how much you learn about yourself.
It was time to take a break from sleeping, so sitting up, Ri looked around his room. "Yep, still just as boring as ever, no one's even visited." Knowing that he didn't really have any "friends", but instead had many acquaintances didn't make him think that he wouldn't get any visitors. So if boredom comes from not knowing anyone, why not get out there? Give it a shot. And even if he failed at sneaking out of the hospital, he'd still get to move around.
Crawling out of bed was the strangest sensation he had ever felt, well, not really. The strange thing was that he couldn't feel his hand pushing against the bed. "Heh, I guess it did destroy the nerves." He thought as he struggled to his feet. The pain from the fight could still be felt, but certainly wasn't as serious as it was immediately after that event. The only thing that Ri had to grab was his signature hat, this was a necessity since people most likely wouldn't even recognize him with out it, even his own family would struggle.
There was a slight limp to his stride as he exited the room, making sure there were no nurses or doctors that weren't to busy to notice him. It was actually surprisingly simple getting out, he had expected it to be much harder than it was. But even if it was almost disappointing how easy it was, it was invigorating to finally get some fresh air into his lungs, and it made him realize just how hungry he was. So his first stop was obvious.. The Plaza, that way he could aimlessly wander until he found a potentially good restaurant.
Most people that Ri passed gave him strange looks, probably due to how his outfit consisted of a patient's gown and a straw hat, so it didn't surprise him to much. It did worry him a little bit as he entered the Susukino District though, since his weaponry was confiscated to prevent further injury when he entered the hospital, his only options for self defense were burning them alive, burning them alive with lava, or hurling deadly rocks at them. Obviously, none of these things would be appreciated by any shinobi currently on guard, and he would get into more trouble than he needed to at the time. Thankfully, no one tried anything, and he managed to make it to the Plaza without much trouble.
Upon arrival, there was immediately a shop that caught his eye, even though it was fairly small. It was a restaurant that was currently selling what seemed like large pieces of meat for a special, and of course this would be the perfect way to get rid of his immense hunger. And so, he began his slow walk over to the place that would soon feed him, and watched as everyone moved out of his way with a slight smirk on his face.
It was time to take a break from sleeping, so sitting up, Ri looked around his room. "Yep, still just as boring as ever, no one's even visited." Knowing that he didn't really have any "friends", but instead had many acquaintances didn't make him think that he wouldn't get any visitors. So if boredom comes from not knowing anyone, why not get out there? Give it a shot. And even if he failed at sneaking out of the hospital, he'd still get to move around.
Crawling out of bed was the strangest sensation he had ever felt, well, not really. The strange thing was that he couldn't feel his hand pushing against the bed. "Heh, I guess it did destroy the nerves." He thought as he struggled to his feet. The pain from the fight could still be felt, but certainly wasn't as serious as it was immediately after that event. The only thing that Ri had to grab was his signature hat, this was a necessity since people most likely wouldn't even recognize him with out it, even his own family would struggle.
There was a slight limp to his stride as he exited the room, making sure there were no nurses or doctors that weren't to busy to notice him. It was actually surprisingly simple getting out, he had expected it to be much harder than it was. But even if it was almost disappointing how easy it was, it was invigorating to finally get some fresh air into his lungs, and it made him realize just how hungry he was. So his first stop was obvious.. The Plaza, that way he could aimlessly wander until he found a potentially good restaurant.
Most people that Ri passed gave him strange looks, probably due to how his outfit consisted of a patient's gown and a straw hat, so it didn't surprise him to much. It did worry him a little bit as he entered the Susukino District though, since his weaponry was confiscated to prevent further injury when he entered the hospital, his only options for self defense were burning them alive, burning them alive with lava, or hurling deadly rocks at them. Obviously, none of these things would be appreciated by any shinobi currently on guard, and he would get into more trouble than he needed to at the time. Thankfully, no one tried anything, and he managed to make it to the Plaza without much trouble.
Upon arrival, there was immediately a shop that caught his eye, even though it was fairly small. It was a restaurant that was currently selling what seemed like large pieces of meat for a special, and of course this would be the perfect way to get rid of his immense hunger. And so, he began his slow walk over to the place that would soon feed him, and watched as everyone moved out of his way with a slight smirk on his face.