Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-34754862-20170524025515/@comment-26021384-20170524042621

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Shien Kidame, three years older in the blink of an eye as if things were just rushed for the boy and his classmates. He had been through a lot of lessons and bandages, gauze tape, temporary eye patches and the works over those years. But his body was tougher now, and on the cusp of turning into a teenager. At the age of twelve he had grown a bit in size and comparable weight. His hair darkened a little so that the red wasn't as jarring but when the sun hit his hair it was clear where his family heritage lied with the Kidame. He examed himself in the mirror, taking off the butterfly bandaid that had held a cut over his nose together. Thanks to Miss Hotaru's healing skills it wouldn't be a permanent bump, but he had a neat little symmetrical scar going down his nose at this point. This is what you get for trying to explore on uneven footing in a rocky expanse.

His portion of the room was littered with literature on spelunking, mountain climbing, frontier exploration and things of the like, as well as his own drawings of maps and a special paper he had gotten to practice with his chakra control over the years to give his drawings a three dimensional appearance to them. In the corner of his room rested a paper recreation of the Konohgakure village. He was proud of himself for managing to finally get the hang of it after these years, as well as his chance to graduate today.

He left the bathroom and quickly threw on a pair of greyish pants with a layer of black silk that had holes cut out of them for a neat lattice stitched pattern in them. On his torso was a dark grey t-shirt and a sleeveless light grey fleece hoodie. On the back of his jacket was his clan's symbol while also splayed across the front of his t-shirt. He slipped on his open toed tabi and quickly shuffled along to poke Ayame multiple times in the cheek, crouched down with a stern look on his face before he went off to the kitchen. There he found a waffle and a set of fruit laid out!

Best to take a bit of both, he thought, don't want to be rude. So he took a banana, unpeeled it, and put it inside of a waffle like a hotdog with a little bit of syrup along the top of it. He would enjoy the breakfast that was made for him as Ayame came out to the kitchen to find food with Shien. He stopped eating for a moment and gave her that stern brotherly look again. "You really need to learn to wake yourself up. Seems like I can't wake you up anymore on my own." He chided her in a playful manner while they would head off for class, leaving Zaiko behind to be his own Zaiko self.

At the academy, Shien's red tinted hazel eyes took in what could be one of the ast times he would be here for a while. He smiled and made his way in with Ayame where Miss Hotaru would be waiting for them. "You know I'm ready Aya, I'm gonna pass and then we can write home to dad about it.  Actually," He stopped himself, scratching his cheek softly while he pondered it, "maybe he would scold us for trying to take the spotlight and showing off?" He slumped his shoulder forward and while Miss Hotaru spoke to Ayame, he would consider just what Zaiko would be up to and shrugged his shoulders. "He tends to throw things if we try to touch his door normally." He said with a finger pressed to the side of his mouth, looking up the ceiling as if recalling all of the times he tried to socialize with Zaiko over the years.

But that didn't matter, now it was time to show the village that he was ready to don the headband of the village and be a real shinobi in training!