Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-27375402-20160313191339/@comment-26510601-20160317011728

Within the northern regions of the Land of Fire, there was a small village hidden by the abundant forests and few mountains that surrounded it. This was Konohagakure, the Village Hidden in the Leaf; the Fire’s shinobi village where it’s military forces were located. The village itself was, for the most part, a cluster of buildings at the base of a mountain that was additionally surrounded by walls to provide some given fortification to the village if ever it were found and attacked. Some buildings laid on the outskirts of this village, beyond the wall. These houses were numerous at first, but slowly were swallowed by the great forest that surrounded the area.

One of these such houses was a relatively simple one, traditionally structured with gabled roofs upheld by great posts and lintels that compensated for the paper-thin walls of the house. Its front was noted by a separation from a piece of the roof, revealing an inner “eye” of sorts that showed a window that showed the outside world from the attic of the house. The “lids” of the eyes consisting of the roof itself, separated from that point to let the window itself exist, forming a small horizontal oval. Beneath was a pair of sliding doors, when together forming the symbol of the Akimichi. But just as one’s sight may have seen it, it was now torn asunder as the doors came apart revealing a young boy with bright, green eyes.

This was Ieyasu Akimichi, one of the shinobi that worked under Konohagakure as a serving soldier. Of course, he was very inexperienced and young so he wasn’t exactly expected to do a lot as in comparison to some of the chūnin or even jōnin. The genin began to move out after closing the doors behind him, turning down the road in front of his house towards the village straight ahead, its great walls in viewing distance in the open space of where the road was.

Moving ahead, there was some given time to reflect on this character as he walked down this trail-blazed road that was like most others leading to and from Konoha. Such was his dark brown hair, rich and vibrant with color like the common trees that were at the sides of the road. His skin was soft and spry, as were his own features that took on a rather placid expression. His maroon kimono that was tucked under his slightly darker, crimson obi; botch of which held yellow embroidering on it like the shining sun above. Beneath that belt was a dark, cyan hakama split into two different pant legs, somewhat like that of the sky above but off given the green tint added to it. Last were his own geta, softly clacking against the loose soil of this Earth as he had his leisure stroll to the village.

It didn’t take long before Ieyasu was nearing the village gates, near the side were some off-duty chūnin who gave a brief nod to the odd fellow as a friendly greeting to an acquaintance they met every now and then when he did come into town and wasn’t on his usual training regimen.

From there, Ieyasu seemed to turn off down some alleyway between two buildings. This chosen route was a quicker and generally better way to get around Konoha instead of through the streets as most people did. There it was simply myriads, whole swathes of people pushing through the street sluggishly as they moved onto work or their own daily chores.

Not to mention, but Ieyasu was generally just an introverted man; simply walking out in the streets and being stuck in the same place forever didn’t strike out as the most appealing thing to the young genin.

The genin eventually managed to arrive at his destination, a detached office that was on the property of the Academy. Inside the open doors of it was a small room, with shinobi quickly walking in and out of it while some others remained while waiting on something. Ieyasu moved over to a board, containing some of the urgent or those with higher priority over others. His purpose here today was to help find a mission and go on it with his new squad mate, Nashi Nara. Despite knowing they should only be going on C-ranks, his eyes kept drifting over to the B-ranks… although the C-ranks were satisfying, something about the higher ranking ones caught his eye. He felt as though completing one of those as just a greenhorn genin would perhaps mean a significant amount to his father Hirotada who had done everything in his power to try and sculpt the boy into a perfect soldier.