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The door of the Kage's office shut behind her. In the hall, Sadayo hurried to wrap her new headband around her hips. She admired the headband, now the belt she dreamed of, briefly and continued down the hall for her next destination.
Sitting at the base of the tower in the open sat a rather tall fair haired man with a very large case upon his back. Sliding the case around he flipped it open pulling the beautiful sapphire guitar from its case. From around his neck he removed his necklace that held his pick. Striking his fingers across the strings small yellow sparks raced up the strings and into the built in amp, it was party time. Tapping his foot onto the ground to keep time he chose a rather fast pace and began to play. His fingers slowly keyed each fret and each note rang out crisp and clean as he continued the intro. With each note his fingers slowly danced along the neck until it was the fun time, solo time. Taking a deep breath he stood up out of his chair and let his chakra flow into the guitar making it much louder as his right hand strummed the cords in rapid succession while the fingers on his left hand raced up and down the neck and across the strings with a precision and speed any puppeteer would be proud of. He had come to get his headband but after graduating and being hit upside the head with the inspiration fairy he just couldnt resist the chance to stop and play, not to mention the fact that he was sure the Kazekage could hear his music made him even happier. [x]
Confidence... thrives on honesty, on honor, on the sacredness of obligations, on faithful protection and on unselfish performance. Without them it cannot live.
The clone heard the sound of music and looked around for it as her ears twitched. It took only seconds to realize that it was coming from outside. She stood from her seat and put her pen down, thankful she'd finished all of her original's paperwork, though she knew more would be there soon. She followed the sound of the music to the bottom of the tower and stood there as a young man played a song with many intricate notes and chords to it. She tapped her foot the it as her tail twitched and swayed to it. She never had enjoyed soft ballroom type music too much. Once the song was done, she clapped politely, "As pleasant as that was, I'm not sure the bottom of the Kazekage's tower is the best place for an impromptu concert." She commented with a raised eyebrow from her spot partially obscured by a wall and door. She'd made sure to be silent, and out of any peripheral view if possible, just to see what was going on.
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2015 6:37 pm
Without stopping playing he rose to his feet with a smile and bowed at the waist before standing back to his full height he spoke in key with the notes,"True milady, but when inspiration hits we all must bow before it. I had come to receive my headband but as you can tell I got rather distracted." Finishing his bit he slid his pick back onto his necklace and tucked it into his shirt and slid his guitar behind his back. Despite his rather energetic personality he was in fact a prodigy of ninjutsu.
Confidence... thrives on honesty, on honor, on the sacredness of obligations, on faithful protection and on unselfish performance. Without them it cannot live.
The clone shook her head at the young man and motioned for him to follow her, "Since you're here for your headband, and seeing as I don't have one, other than my own, on me, we need to get to my office."
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2015 8:15 pm
With a simple nod Oite followed behind her up the stairs rather eager to get his headband. Though try as he might he found it difficult to focus on something other than the assets his kage possessed swing back and forth before him. Making a mental note to finish writing his next song he turned his attention to his guitar as always. Once they reached the top and entered the office he smiled looking at all the various forms of plant life as well as the expansive glass windows that afforded the office a spectacular view of the village and the desert beyond that. With an approving nod he smiled,"Hell of a view milady."
Confidence... thrives on honesty, on honor, on the sacredness of obligations, on faithful protection and on unselfish performance. Without them it cannot live.
The clone rolled her eyes, she'd felt the male's eyes on her the entire walk up the stairs. She shook her head and glared at him with her pale cat-eyes,"Eyes where they belong, on mine." While she dressed to be comfortable, and for better maneuverability in battle, it definitely afforded her less than welcome stares from men and women alike. She sat at her desk where, sure enough, more paperwork had magically appeared in the five minutes she'd been gone. She flicked her cat ears and felt her tail twitch, "But thank you, this is the best view of the village, if that was in fact what you were referring to." And she took pride in her plants in her office, most were highly exotic and difficult to grow in the climate of Suna. She pulled out a headband and passed it over to the blond, "Welcometo the ranks of Sunagakure Shinobi. We are currently allies with Kumogakure, so treat any Kumo shinobi with respect, especially if they are of a higher ranking. You are free to train as you see fit, I'll have to get back to you on your squad assignment." He was the first with his particular skill set, so she wasn't entirely sure where to place him yet, though she knew he would be very useful when trained.
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2015 9:00 pm
His small smile spread into a smirk as he shifted his weight to his right hip,"I am but a man milady and susceptible to the whiles of the opposite sex." Stepping forward he took the headband and tied it around his waist then paused for a moment,"Hey can I get one more of those? I want to tie it around my guitar so that when I perform outside of the village I can show off the glory of the village. Then more people will come to the village and get to see this awesome view."
Confidence... thrives on honesty, on honor, on the sacredness of obligations, on faithful protection and on unselfish performance. Without them it cannot live.
The clone raised an eyebrow, but shrugged and handed him another headband. She then shook her head and looked at the blond once more, "Make sure those concerts are worth it, now go get training."""
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2015 1:59 pm
Seemingly out of nowhere Oite started humming as he caught the headband and with a swing of his hips swung his guitar forward tying the headband to the head stock with a smile humming all the while then in a singsong voice replied,"Give me credit milday, after all," With a bow he turned on heel,"I am a star." With that he closed the door behind him and headed out to go make everyone in the academy hate him.
