Whatever.... (open)

by **Takuma** Tue Feb 24, 2009 12:26 am

Takuma made his way around the Village with his mind clouded of thoughts and ideas of what has happened since being in Kumogakure. The thoughts consisted of many things such as the new Team he was assembling, his missions, his own strength, his Village, but none more disturbing than the card he recieved from the men on that rainy day. He had always kept the card in his pocket and still had no idea who the men were or what they wanted. Now Takuma made his way over to a rail that looked over the lower areas of the Village. He hopped onto the rail and sat on it holding the card in his hand and turned it between his fingers. He then looked over the Village and could only imagine what would've happened if he wasn't stationed there.

Whatever...., were the only words trailing from his mouth as his hood was down and the wind blew his long, black hair in the wind.