Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-30582303-20170829015026

'''Gale opened his eyes up slowly as he woke from his dream, his mothers death running through his dreams each time, he went to sleep, his eyes opening wide as he bolted up from his bed in a cold sweat, his mothers last words that he'd heard from her, "Don't leave me!" his eyes wide in fear as he kicked off the blanket walking over to his closet slipping into his white long-sleeve shirt the collar covering his mouth, it just below his nose, keeping it easy for him to breath. Once he began to walk to the bathroom he'd look into the mirror his hair was a mess, he had gunk in his eyes and he looked like crap. He rubbed his eyes slowly, getting all the gunk out before he began to put on his pants, and walk out to the living room, looking aruond just to see his dad passed out at his desk, surrounded by papers and books, he'd fell asleep working again, he'd been like this ever since mother had died in the accident. Once Gale reached the door he'd slip into his sandals, and grab his Yari both of which he kept next to the door most of the time, he attatched the blade to his belt where it belonged, it hanging down from behind the hilt facing to the left, him being left handed this would make it easier for him to draw it from it's sheath if he needed to. He began to unlock his front door, stepping outside into the sunny afternoon Konoha usually offered. He was hungry and he had some money left over so he decided to head towards the Ramen shop, his pale white skin seeming to glow in the sun, as he headed in.'''

'''Once there he sat down on one of the stools that was available without a word, making sure not to disturb any of the people there who were eating. There was a two men there, sitting in the corner, talking quietly amongst them selves, the men both big in size they were sitting back and drinking both of which clearly drunk. Once the man who was working the stand today came over and asked his order he'd speak quietly, trying his best not to make much noise as to not disturb the two men enjoying themselves. "I think I'll have an iced peach tea, and a small bowl of your ramen. Thank you for your services." He slid the man 5000 Ryo, knowing that should pay for his meal with ease. From there on all he could do was wait.'''  