Post by fumito on May 9, 2012 8:55:48 GMT -5
Fumito had received a mission from the leader of Akatsuki to prove his loyalty. gxrpnaruto.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=akastukihideout&action=display&thread=19&page=1
The island is cold. It's snows and it blows, it feels like knife cuts to the skin. If Fumito would had known about the climate characteristics sooner he would had gotten a cheap outfit from the mainland. Now he has to buy the expensive ones at the island.
The seller is an old woman with good clothings for the weather. Big hood which covers almost even the face. She hands over the sold items to the explorer and smiles with her yellow teeth.
"You are welcome, kekeke" She laughs and almost sounds like she ripped the buyer off a fortune.
"Thank you." Fumito answers with slight tone of depression. He throws the outfit on and enjoys with a sound of relief how his sense of touch is comming back to his body.
Back to the mission. Where will he find the objects? Does even this island have anything growing. It looks like a though enviroment. Big snow flukes hits his face with a couple of splashes. He has to close his eyes for a second.
If only he could afford to recruit some more manpower.
"Curse myself!" He yelles, he should had asked some help of the Akatsuki. Or... he thinks about it. Maybe he has to do this alone as a proof of cabability and loyalty.
He takes steps toward the big mountain. Soft snow has started to cover the ground and the boots he just bought digs slightly in the cold. He got a backpack with survivor equipment on his back and his ninja weapon. It not sure if it will work here in this kind of cold. He shouldn't use it but he has it with him just in case.
A map is picked up from the belt and it is unfolded by the big clumsy gloves. He looks at it and plans his path. Some native people had told him earlier where it is most likely to grow some Orokaris. There are sometimes, people like him who come here to look for it. Most of them go to that place, Fumito thinks stares at a spot on the map. Perhaps all of them already has been plucked over there. This is a hard mission. Harder than he thought it would be.
Continue to travel through the snow and on it's way to leave the village placed on the coast of Land of Snow. He stops and turns around to look back. Maybe he should ask for help.
The island is cold. It's snows and it blows, it feels like knife cuts to the skin. If Fumito would had known about the climate characteristics sooner he would had gotten a cheap outfit from the mainland. Now he has to buy the expensive ones at the island.
The seller is an old woman with good clothings for the weather. Big hood which covers almost even the face. She hands over the sold items to the explorer and smiles with her yellow teeth.
"You are welcome, kekeke" She laughs and almost sounds like she ripped the buyer off a fortune.
"Thank you." Fumito answers with slight tone of depression. He throws the outfit on and enjoys with a sound of relief how his sense of touch is comming back to his body.
Back to the mission. Where will he find the objects? Does even this island have anything growing. It looks like a though enviroment. Big snow flukes hits his face with a couple of splashes. He has to close his eyes for a second.
If only he could afford to recruit some more manpower.
"Curse myself!" He yelles, he should had asked some help of the Akatsuki. Or... he thinks about it. Maybe he has to do this alone as a proof of cabability and loyalty.
He takes steps toward the big mountain. Soft snow has started to cover the ground and the boots he just bought digs slightly in the cold. He got a backpack with survivor equipment on his back and his ninja weapon. It not sure if it will work here in this kind of cold. He shouldn't use it but he has it with him just in case.
A map is picked up from the belt and it is unfolded by the big clumsy gloves. He looks at it and plans his path. Some native people had told him earlier where it is most likely to grow some Orokaris. There are sometimes, people like him who come here to look for it. Most of them go to that place, Fumito thinks stares at a spot on the map. Perhaps all of them already has been plucked over there. This is a hard mission. Harder than he thought it would be.
Continue to travel through the snow and on it's way to leave the village placed on the coast of Land of Snow. He stops and turns around to look back. Maybe he should ask for help.
