Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-24714922-20170819010345

Michirama like always was preparing himself for a day of training. The young Senju was digging through his father's library, searching for interesting scrolls with even more interesting jutsu. After who knows how long he spent searching he finally found a scroll of interest, something about Wind Waves. An advanced technique with no requirements of hand seals, something he looked for in jutsu. He took the scroll from the shelf and prepared to leave, making sure he had his things.

Michirama was dressed in his usual attire of a sleeveless black hoody with a white undershirt, he wore long pants that bunched up around the ankles due to elastic and standard shinobi shoes. He had a shinobi pouch strapped to his left leg and his lengthy katana strapped to his left hip. His length blonde hair which nowadays fell to around his shoulder length, was tied back in a messy sort of bun. The most stunning feature about Michirama, however, was his purple eyes, they had a bright violet colouring with a ripple pattern that covered the whole eyeball.

Michirama would leave his home, arriving at the training grounds on the far east side of the village. It was deserted due to being the smallest of the training grounds. There was only 20 cubic meters of space to train in with only three training dummies to go up against. He would stretch for a bit, making sure he was limber before rolling out the scroll in front of him and sitting down cross legged to start reading the scroll. 