Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-27375402-20160309220940/@comment-27375402-20160310181914

The day was slow, though it would tend to be so this early, the sun steadily rising over the horizon in the distance as few happened amongst the streets, the scarce few residents which had awaken prior, beginning to set up their stalls and stores for the day's beginning. Though from a distance the sound of panting would occur and the source was that of a Genin on the grassy plain of the training field, sweat dripping down the forehead of the child as he continuously weaves the same set of hand seals.

"I → Hitsuji → Mi → Uma → Tatsu" a childish voice emits in an invocation manner as though speaking the hand seals assists the young child in remembering the sequence, rather than actually producing the jutsu which scorch marks evidently proved that the child had done so repeatedly beforehand, the child sought only to remember its order until it was near instinctive for him to do so. After spending an excrutiating amount of time repeating the hand seals in order, the blonde young boy turned to exit the training yard.

The sheen blonde hair and golden piercing gaze was sufficient enough to recognise the child as the young Genin, Ryouta, hailing from an ancient clan whose name laid nearly forgotten through the passage of time itself, he travels in his combat apparel or at least what the child deemed comfortable enough for him to move about, 3/4 black shorts ending just beneath the knees of the boy, a short sleeved white top and a black vest with his clan's symbol imprinted on the back of said vest.

The forehead protector of the Genin was tied around his  right arm whilst just above it, a pouch was strapped to the sleeve of his white top, identical to the pouch tied to the left leg of his shorts and the 2 comfortably residing behind the belt keeping the child's shorts in place, on his feet he wore sneakers, unlike the common shinobi who wore sandals he found the sneakers more comfortable to move about in.

Pacing over to the gate he saw a multitude of unknown shinobi about to travel forth on their own missions, each with their exclusive team members and captain, though the child's unassigned position often left him residing in the training area. A nearby shinobi seemed to have noticed the child's expression of disappointment and walks over the boy, offering him a sheet of paper with information of a mission that even an unassigned Genin could partake in before leaving the village gates.

Whilst staring at the sheet, he realises that the mission would still prove difficult to do so alone and after approaching multiple shinobi only to be declined, he remains at the gate silently sitting against the wall beside the massive dual gates, fingers idly drawing imaginary patterns into the surface beside him.