Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-27375402-20160309220940/@comment-27375402-20160310191023

The child sat still a moment before the gates swung open for but a single child, based on the child's appearance and height, Ryouta recognised that they were both similar in age, though the exact number unknown to him due to the lack of interaction between them. Narrowing his eyes, the child followed the gaze of the child's own pair as it seemed to lower down towards the sheet of paper in hand and so the blonde child's face seemed alit with excitement as he knew the mission piqued the interest of his peer. Though it seemed that the black haired boy sought not to speak with him and instead wanders off back out the gates. Grinning, the blonde child hopped onto his feet and followed in tow, innately excited in the expectation of the adventure.

The boy hums along the journey for it seemed the other was far too despondent to approach, though it left him curious about the child and what had transpired to invite such a cold and distant demeanour. The boy knew well enough not to question a past one wishes to remain unheard, so he traversed the path in mere silence, though a slight sense of unease and irritation lingers, causing Ryouta to gaze back at the path they've covered occasionally in the attempt to catch whomever may be following, though his efforts proved futile.

Shaking his head, he thought it best not to pay too much attention on what may not even be there, stepping beside the other Genin in a matched pace with his arms raist and palms clasped behind his head, his posture rather relaxed and off guard as they proceed past a variety of civilians. Passing villagers, woodcutters which lived near the forest they pass and the variety of teams returning to report either the success or the failure of their missions.

Despite the numerous minor encounters with faces both familiar an unfamiliar, there was still a present urge for caution, the sensation of a distant onlooker stalking close by, yet not near enough for Ryouta to pick up the chakra if any were present nor was he capable of picking up a visual confirmation of the peculiar presence. Surely the child felt that his sanity was slipping yet knew that the presence was surely there and he turns to face his peer in hopes to find some form of significant worth showing that either he felt the presence too or at least confirm that his suspicion was all for naught.