
Daisuke sighed as they started cleaning, not really tired but incredibly bored in a short while. Cleaning definitely wasn't something Daisuke liked to do, and it was obvious by his attitude at the particular moment, which was quite different from his usually loud and vibrant personality. He moved one chair and a stool in the time the other's had moved all the rest, and he basically floated around his area and kicked trash around into a pile instead of using a broom. When he and Ryuuka moved the table, it had to take them twice, because Daisuke was distracted by something outside of the shop, which wasn't that unusual that morning. He grudgingly moved the table, not stumbling but obviously bored.
This.... Is so boring.... He muttered as they moved the table, not really understanding how the others could do this so easily and seem HAPPY about it.
You guys are some weird kids, he said moments after Ryuuka started whistling as he swept, moving to the counter of the bar and jumping on, laying out across the wood. He put a hand under his head, the other twirling multiple of his custom kunai expertly, before he threw the lot of them in a screaming line at the dart board, making a straight vertical line before sighing once more in boredom.
We should just burn this stuff... I don't think it'll be missed, since most of them are broken and unusable. He sighed again, this one more exaggerated and loud, moving his hand from behind his head. He did Handseals using both hands, before turning and spewing a small bit of fire then stopping. He'd gotten better with his chakra, which was obvious, but it still took him awhile to learn Ninjutsu.
Looking over at Ryuuka, he moved a hand back behind his head, before jumping up and taking a bunch more kunai from his person, throwing them at the dart board, this time the kunai making a circle around the border of the board. He landed crouched on the ground, hopping up and flying towards the board in one smooth motion drawing more and attempting to kill the soul from the dart board for no apparent reason, the kunai shrieking through the air and making an ungodly sound as they all flew.
As Daisuke stopped, breathing only slightly heavy, the board was entirely covered in his custom kunai, to the point where you couldn't even see the original dart board. He'd made sure not to hit the wood, though, as that probably wouldn't be good. He looked back at the others, a broad grin on his face, slightly shaking from adrenaline from that small attack.
[WC: 446]
[Total WC: 663]
[OOC: So sorry for the super late post, I totally forgot about this one x.x I need to better record what I'm posting in.]