He had been assigned his team, and they had all been given their first mission, capture a loose honey badger pet... While everyone stood and ran out quickly, the white haired Genin gave a soft, near inaudible sigh. Slowly he flexed the fingers of his right hand as he stood, brushing himself off. While everyone else ran off toward the trading district, Getsu had a different plan in mind. He was sure his team mates would do well enough without him for a moment or so, and so, the white haired genin exited the training grounds, heading for a rather different part of the trading district than where everyone else was.
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A soft exasperated sigh trailed from Takiko's lips as she watched each Genin run out of this training grounds one at a time. Clearly the word 'team' was not resonating well with any of them, but how mad could she really get? They had only just became teams so there was still to be some lone wolf traits present in all of them. She reached down into her clay pouch and formed a tiny claw bird before expanding it out. Not a single word was uttered to her son as they both climbed onto the bird before it took off a few inches into the air. "Hotaru meet me at the Trading District to observe your students and Yuushiro you can stay here and train until I send for you. Unless you wish to join us there." With that said Takiko and her son flew off in the direction of the Trading District.
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The genin had walked forth to the Training Grounds. His main objective was to report there, or else face the consequences. He lowered his eyes, currently in thought. Why did Bug-sensei call us here? The brows lifted as he looked to see what was in front of him. Wonder what to encounter later. His two pressed fingers simmered down one of the spikes in his hair. Ikazu continued his venture. He came to see the training grounds in front after navigating through the forest. It seemed that no one was here yet. Bug-sensei would probably be here somewhere, considering he is an jounin. The Jounin were supposed to be masters of disguise, right? At least that's what Ikazu heard. Well, the others will turn up eventually. Raiken leaned against the tree bark near him, arms folded. He proceeded to stare at the aloof clouds in the skies above that passed by in an slow pace.
The ability to control electricity/lightning, along with the ability of storing it within the human body to use as offense or defense, depending upon the situation.
Accoмpanιed By: Raiken Locaтιon: Training Grounds of Kumogakure no Sato Mood: Intrigue/Passive Calm Tнoυgнтѕ: "... I see." ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Hikaru Hiroyuki Takamori, on "appreciating life". Only is it in silence that a person truly realises what life it is that they are living. Priorities retain their appearances and externalities, but anything- even the most miniscule of details- beyond that point become lost in a space that, upon certain speculation, are simply non-existent. So often is it that a mind- and, as is accordingly, an entity- will become devoid of the true essence of its soul through basic interactions that have come to be known as nothing less than average in any person's routinely course. This is a detail that is capable of being recognised by all, but ignored in a same manner, further still, as a result of nothing more than whatever reasons one might possibly conjure to allow odds to forever fall into their own personal favour- a trait evident in many who have discovered its temptations. The mere nature of mankind has allowed for a clear mastery of temporarily postponing any form of preventable event, and, if incapable, improvisation to the extent of providing the prowess of puppeteering the minds of others into believing arrays of false, neatly woven truths. This only proves that far extents may be reached to satiate and succumb to subconscious desires. One will often push themselves harder to achieve their own definition of the state of being that is "laziness" as opposed to accomplishing distinctively lesser amounts of work with much more minimal effort, as well as consuming far smaller amounts of time, relative to the former. While history may attempt to prove otherwise, it would appear more likely than not to be inevitable that the traits of apathy, complacency and ignorance have existed in every waking generation since the beginning of complex organisms. Any temptation must have developed alongside flaws and prowess such as emotion and intellect. Reproductive desire will, if possible, always lead to overpopulation. It is often that, even subconsciously, when one [majority of a] species begins to rely primarily on their primal instinct, they lose what traits made them unique when compared to others, and, are quite literally, not any different when analytical observed alongside another. For one to deny or ignore the fact that the reality that they dwell within is progressively failing is entirely same as terminating not only their own life, but also that of an entire race. Perhaps ignorance is bliss to oneself, but not to others. The difficulty is that people shy away from what duties they know that they must keep keen attention with, and as a result, force thoughts regarding these banished subjects from their very mental existence. Reality moves at a pace that its dwellers are incapable of comprehending, and, as a result, become lost in its complexities. Many have decided that, when encountering something that is unable to be comprehended, the best option is to exterminate its very actuality. Time is of the essence not when one lives, but when they take the time to contemplate the entirety of their existence.
Amongst hundreds, and thousands, and millions, a person is only one; there was a certain viewpoint taken under the perspective of some, that seemed almost reminiscent of viewing life continuously further- as if from a telescope in the growing distance. One could infinitely proceed to lengthen the space between themselves and reality, eventually to reach the point where they are able to see life as only one object, yet they might also decrease the distance to the extent that they may visualise reality in every specificity possible. This meant attaining a mindset rarely found amongst the largest of communities, simply as a result of each person living the same life. Throughout his travels, this became the very foundation of a certain Hikaru Hiroyuki Takamori's existence. When viewed as a generality, existence seems to serve no purpose; everyone lives for the same reasons, and inevitably, serves precisely the same purpose. In the end, each entity will come to live precisely the same life. One will be born under a mother, undergo a life that they might call "daily", perhaps marry, and unforgettably, die. It is this that allows people to lose their appreciation for their existence, and simply continue onwards with whatever might possibly occur, entirely ignorant of the fact that with each passing day, their life is shortened by one, ten, one hundred, one thousand, one million. It is not survival that is interesting, but rather, the events that occur that provide reason to survive. Those who do not appreciate are the ones that regret life upon death. There was a certain importance in life- this was a philosophy that Hikaru greatly valued throughout the majority of his time in reality. Despite a person's deeds, when reason comes to reason, it is only that one's actions are believed to be the truth by a minimum of a sole person. This meant that, in the end, each and every person is of equal significance. For another to lose their life becomes no different than the depletion of one's own existence. This was something that would be experienced on a regular basis by any person. Allowing for a brief sigh to release from his mouth, it proved to be seemingly impossible for his casual smile to appear in its solemn, usual manner. With the warm air continuing outwards, Hikaru simply waited as his face was once again embraced by the cool winds that had claimed the mountains as their home long before the existence of the Kaminari no Kuni, let alone Kumogakure no Sato. A temporary emptiness seemed to have filled his consciousness- a presence that none would be likely to [be capable of] taking note of. With his casual walking pace being continuously slow and ponderous, it was unlikely that one would recognise any change in demeanor emanating valiantly from the Jounin. Emotion was one detail that many speculated to be lacking in presence of the white-haired male, when the reality came to be that one of his largest faults was his acquired-through-time empathetic nature. Silence did not represent lack of thought, but more so an overdose of it. Despite having now travelled by foot between the medical centre and training grounds on multiple occasions, not a single word had been verbalised by Hikaru's mouth since his original departure. There was, as was made evident, nothing to be said. Nevertheless, the amount of time that stood within the boundaries of the interval of when he had been asked to take his leave by Takiko and his return was unknown to Hikaru. These were details that stopped meaning much to the Jounin, as he was far more busy delving into the lives of others of whom required a medical expertise- something that the male was incapable of effectively providing.
With thoughts still flowing fluently throughout his mind, an abrupt pause took place, as Hikaru came to realise that his footing had now landed himself within the training grounds, once more. Making a quick analysis of the landscape, it appeared that there remained only one person- Raiken, as his memory recalled. It seemed that the Raikage and the others must have still been on leave with their mission- perhaps the Jounin hadn't been gone for as long as he might have assumed. Repositioning himself comfortably, few words in Hikaru's voice resonated in the short distance before he closed his eyes, and returned to solitude, "God bless."
[[OOC: Hey guys. Guess who's back.]]
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