Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25687356-20161128201711/@comment-26021384-20161129002814

It was after noon as Shinra's eyes lazily opened, staring at the letter that arrived the day before. It was a fe days since he sent in his reisgnation to his previous team, only to be met with a request to join another. In the time that he left his previous team, Shinra felt annoyed, conflicted with himself if the choice was right, and irritated that he never got spoken to like this (albeit in letter form) from any of his previous squad mates.

His eyes looked ragged, he looked emaciated emotionally. He was more or less chased off from his previous engagement and into a depressive state only to be cast into a new one. He pulled himself out of bed, grabbing his stocking cap and pulling it on over his head, hiding his scar beneath it and his atrocious bed head. Today he didn't really care for anything, he just wanted to get to tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day without dealing with bullshit.

In this state of mind, he had his teeth pressed into each other harder than they should be, which started pressing a headache into his mind, only to become worse as his teeth lightly ground one another. He put on his usual attire, a blend of combat and casual, though this was focused more on the casual with the longer sleeves. His new top had long sleeves that went just to the ends of his fingers, the sleeves were still detached but his top went all the way past his waist line. They were checkered with tirangles and pentagons of blues and whites. His pants had square checkerboard patterns of blue and black on the outsides of his legs and a pair of casual tabi. Shinra's clan necklace dangled from his neck as he dredged himself out of his house. He threw his ninja tools into a rucksack in case Ranta wanted to do anything else. Always be prepared as he learned from his last group.

As he arrived at the apartment, he lifted his hand to knock on the door, resulting in a louder than normal bang, which the sound made his head hurt more. How long had it been since he ate? Since he sent in his resignation as much as he could remember. When he was welcome in, Shinra would find the nearest seat and slump into it, his back facing outwards and almost falling asleep instantly, as evidenced by the bags under his eyes.