Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-27418691-20170815203904/@comment-25687356-20170816202829

It was 4pm, but Godric had been out all day and he couldn’t tell the difference between the 4 oclock sun and the 5oclock sun if he was being honest. He was running errands with Cairi, most of the time he went with her even though it wasn’t very entertaining or fun in the first place. Good part is most people assumed he was just a child of her’s or someone she hung around not her blood relative. Even though having the same parent’s he didn’t look much like his mother or father, he resembled his grand-father much more. Especially in muscular physique, for someone his height and age. He was ripped to no end.

Once she had finished all of her errands for the day, they both had lunch together and she would split back off home to their other home in Konoha to turn in for the day. Godric on the other hand had bought a 2-hour time slot to have the entirety of the training field to himself so he could experiment with some of his Jutsu’s. So, not really knowing the time he headed over there to hopefully begin his training.

After a brisk 15-minute jog from the over-crowded market district to the training field he would stop and continue with a normal walk as he held both arms behind his back. As he walked into the forest, it’d take another 5 minutes until he reached the clear but upon doing so he heard a familiar voice speaking. One that he had just met very recently. He was on the open visible path leading into the training ground and his footsteps weren’t soft like a normal ninja was trained for. It was like hearing a one-person Konoha citizen foot-traffic. The closer he got the louder the matted grass sounded and once he made out everyone in the scene he simply stood quietly and watched and listened. Munashi was spitting venom from her mouth, poison that isn’t even needed. Though instead of interrupting her allowed all parties to finish talking. Munashi made a very bad impression and it could be seen just by how Deucalion reacted. Godric knew who he was due to his sister and the ledger of survivors from the first expedition to new lands. He was impressive to say the least. Their Jounin seemed to be having trouble getting a handle on stuff, a random girl with dried tears on her face and a two-toned faced chunnin looking shinobi. Quite the mixture he thought to himself. Though as they stopped Godric stepped more forward out into the open light. His chakra signature was faint, almost non-existent which would leave the others more than likely wondering why the hell he’d need the next thing to happen.

“I’m assuming it’s not 5oclock yet? Sorry for encroaching on what you have going here. I just had this field reserved for two hours and wasn’t sure if I had things mistaken.”

If at any point Munashi’s eyes traveled over to Godric he’d return the gaze only to shake his head in a form of disappointment. No words spoke more words. She’d understand her fault soon enough.