Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-26021384-20160418213437/@comment-24937485-20160425091754



Before he got given a chance to reply, and already having set his large bento away beside him, Jin turned around the the presence of their final team member and didn’t take more than a second to remember her. –The Academy Hound… that’s what they called her.- He thought as he looked over her and her dog that looked treacherously cute and approachable. Jin however, kept his distance now as he had back then, being too passive to see confrontation even when he knew thing slike bullying were wrong. They weren’t great enough an evil for him to stand up for. Still he wondered why such a girl was assigned here, to these team of good hearted and good natured Shinobi who seemed different from the depressed mass of Ninja crushed by the weight of darkness in their souls.



With a light smile, Jin turned his head up to Ari, after having listened through Ryouta’s explanation of past danger and insecurity; while Jin thought it was the tiger spirit or something along the sorts that had kept Ryouta alive; already finding himself fantasizing about how cool the tiger would look. But he’d have to stop thinking about that in order to say his own piece, and thus he did, with a voice soft like feathers although holding the mysterious intensity of a soul that’s lived far longer than the boy has.

“I am slow, weak, and wielding a weapon that is too heavy for my hand. But I will never stop trying to swing it in order to save this world, and my friends,, from whatever threat may rise. A such, one could say I’m focused on close combat. And in the future, I will be a bastion of hope!”

At the end of his sentence, Jin had stood up with a clenched fist pressed through his chest as his passive-face displayed burrowed brows that further added to the truthful intensity of his words.