Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-27375402-20160519215125/@comment-27375402-20160519223017

Tetsuya stood idly by within the training field, staring off into the gates with an expression of indifference, though when his expression would ever change wasn’t a common sight. He wasn’t one for euphemism or filtered speech either so when his orders were sent for his newly allocated team was sent forth, it wasn’t so much an invitation as it was a demand. ‘Arrive at the Training field at 8 am’ was all the note said, he held no time to send them on unnecessary tasks nor did he feel like he needed to ‘request’ their presence, only to expect it and for those that didn’t arrive would merely disappoint him.

Having a team would be a change of pace and a reason for him to stay, though he was far more interested in delving into the depths of the library in search of hidden knowledge, it was made known to him that his team took priority as it wasn’t only paramount for the village’s ongoing struggle for survival but also would keep himself in check, which he knew he had to do in order to remain here. Tetsuya was a Jounin though it wasn’t obvious from the absence of the common green flak jacket worn amongst almost all of the other Jounin, he took comfort in moving more freely and unrestricted in his usual black, long-sleeved v-neck.

From the hip down however, he’d be seen  with the shinobi flak pants, a pouch on either side of his waist and a pair of Tanto sheathed within their respective scabbards residing horizontally across his lower back, his katana absent, though he deemed it unnecessary for the time being. His patience ran thin and Tetsuya paced back and forth whilst his red gaze stared off toward the gate, perhaps arriving an hour ahead of the allocated time wasn’t the wisest decision.

