Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30294490-20161203195343/@comment-30575150-20161206215808

As the morning peaked upon the horizon shades of gold painted it as if the sky were made of golden brilliance. Under its radiance our story would begin, Naraku himself had been awake since before the sun had even risen, training his body within the confides of his home. Bare of clothing his naked body honed itself until finally he found himself short of breath and with that he jumped up and began to dress himself. Adorning a skin tight black thermal shirt and then Shinobi approved slacks he then went on to adding his spring green haori that had a floral pattern branched across its fabric in shades of yellow and white. After slipping on his Shinobi approved geta he would add the final part to this master piece, taking his Shinobi headband and tying it across his bicep. Though he almost left without it he snuck onto his waist a pouch that cradled his smoke bombs and then went so far as to adjust his tanto against his waist.

“Well I better start the real training.” He was done with mindless push ups and crunches, he was on his way to practice technique and hone his ability as a true Shinobi of the Hidden Leaf. He opened his door and took in a mighty yawn of fresh air “Today is going to be a good day, I can just tell.” He picked up the newspaper that sat on his front doors mat. “Hm, might as well check my horoscope” He said as he shifted through the pages until he found the horoscope page “You will have a choice encounter” He stroked his chin as he read aloud.

Leaving the paper and the mystery of the horoscope aside Naraku began his trot to the training grounds, and when he finally arrived it was 7:30 and he noticed a fellow Shinobi had been training well even before his appearance and so Naraku being the energetic dickens he is began to wave like a soccer mom would “Hi hi! Fancy seeing you here!” He spoke with familiarity despite not knowing who this woman is.

