Board Thread:Kirigakure General RP/@comment-27960448-20170808055750/@comment-27960448-20170808055825

Enshin’s eyes widened in disbelief   at what seemed to be the end of the world! He was exaggerating of course. But what could be worse than opening what was similar to an entry-way to hell. Who did it? Turning to his right his widened eyes blinked quite rapidly in order to register who it was he was looking at. He hadn’t recognized him at all, and never seen him walking about, but he was clearly way older and more experienced than Enshin himself. | “What was that? Who are you? How did you do that?” | Enshin had plenty of questions and seemingly no answers, but he’d do whatever he could to retrieve them. He was sure he couldn’t best this guy in a fight, but his childish cockiness is what drew him to even place a hand on the handle of his tanto that rested on his lower back. What would he do? Convincing himself that it was a bad idea, he huffed at the main with a ridiculously loud exhale, then turned around to try and replicate would he had just seen. Out of the corner of his eye he could remember seeing the boar, and maybe the ox? But the third hand sign was a complete mystery to him, so when it came to replicating that he failed completely, unbeknownst to what it was at all. He turned back to the main, reaching his hand to grip up the base of his vest with a firm fist | “You’re gonna give me some damn answers! “ | his grip loosened, realizing this probably wasn’t the best approach, and then a thoughtful and sincere word rolled over his lips. | “Please?” | At this point he was begging, wishing to only become stronger in any possible way he could adorn. If this man, this mystery, could help him achieve that then he was all for it.