Dray woke up calmly and quite early this graceful morning. The weather was extremely calm. The breeze coming in from every available ventilation in the spacious room. Dray's room was perfectly built that it had a sort of cross ventilation style while dray's bed was in the centre of the ventilation. His knowledge of reading and studying as well as he trained had served him well that even when the weather was unusually hot at night time, he was able to ventilate his room by creating little fire at the opposite ends of each of the available ventilation spots causing the wind to come in and try to put off the fire while cooling him that was in the center.
He had used this method the previous night due to the hot atmosphere and as expected, the night went calmly.
Dray raised the bed sheets from himself to reveal that he was wearing just shorts. He got up from his soft bed and went to the corner where he had started a fire the previous night for the cross ventilation style to happen. He did the same to the fire lit at the mouth of the other ventilation.
As usual, he walked up to the mirror and stared at it. Whatever was in the mirror, he wanted to see it. Just a few days back, he had woken up from sleep and stared into the mirror and in this same mirror, he saw something different. His right side was his exact face while the left was a dark shadow with a bright red eye, shining in the darkness. For the duration of the few days and now, dray had fought every thoughts of the sharingan overpowering him and he seemed to have conquered as the image in the mirror he was looking at now was his perfect self. Dray wondered what it would look like to use the sharingan. He was aware of it's powers but that was due to reading and hearing. Those were not as good as putting it into use. Perhaps, the right time would come. Today was just like any other day. He was not actually free or off duty and he was not actually occupied or on duty too. He was likely to be summoned by the raikage at any given time but that might not happen any time soon as the raikage was out of the village and she was not back yet.
Dray sat on the couch as he thought about what to do for the day.. He had attained his last stage of medical jutsu, same with ninjutsu and of course, bukijutsu. He smiled at his bukijutsu master title. In all of the shinobi world, he held the title of weapon specialist. His ability to launch projectiles into the air from thirty metres away and even more without missing was a brilliant feet. He wondered if there were other masters out there who held various titles in their field of expertise.
Perhaps, a meeting of masters should be convened soon. He loved his sense of humour. It was more like sarcasm and it was highly likely to piss off someone.
Back to his statistics, he was well trained in genjutsu and together with this three tomoed sharingan, he was a master in genjutsu. He also acknowledged his skills in sensory skills. Able to sense whatever, about hundred metres away and once again, together with samehada as a quasi- sensor, he would hardly miss a target.
The only field of skills he had not yet excelled in was fuinjutsu and taijutsu. Perhaps, he should embark on one of these skills and yes, that was what he was going to do today but his method of doing it was what came to his mind. He loved learning things right in the middle of action itself. Perhaps, a person to spar with would be nice but he wondered who would spar with an S- ranked ninja like him. He wondered if there was anybody who could put up a good challenge. The raikage, Juri han, the other S- ranked ninja in kumogakure no sato, the village hidden in the clouds, the medical capital, the home of goons was not around and dray had not seen saburo for a while now perhaps, he was occupied with an anbu mission. Every anbu was given solo missions that would probably take them out of the village, out of the land of lightning but that did not matter as anbus did not have comfort zones so it was possible that saburo was on one of these.
Whatever happens, he would go to one of kumogakure no sato's training grounds. The valley of clouds and lightning perhaps to see whatever might happen. Dray took little time in taking his bath, brushing his teeth, and dressing up. He armed himself quite well with tricky little weapons that looked useless to a man his caliber. He strapped samehada unto his back as he picked up his forehead protector. He tied it to his forehead as he slid the left side down over his sharingan to cover it. He did not want people looking at him suspiciously, he just made it look like a new style of his since everyone who knew him knew that he was unpredictable and his facial expressions were not readable since he hardly showed any or only when he wanted to. Being an anbu really gave that benefit of concealing emotions.
All geared up, dray left home as he headed to the valleys. A training ground that only the bravest dared trained due to random lightning strikes. Dray got to the valley and checked to see whoever was around. The sun was high up in the sky, shining brightly as the valley was a vast area of land covered in green grasses. There were no trees or shades around. The only visible thing was a broad stream of water that flowed about twenty metres to the left from Dray.
WC:1000
He had used this method the previous night due to the hot atmosphere and as expected, the night went calmly.
Dray raised the bed sheets from himself to reveal that he was wearing just shorts. He got up from his soft bed and went to the corner where he had started a fire the previous night for the cross ventilation style to happen. He did the same to the fire lit at the mouth of the other ventilation.
As usual, he walked up to the mirror and stared at it. Whatever was in the mirror, he wanted to see it. Just a few days back, he had woken up from sleep and stared into the mirror and in this same mirror, he saw something different. His right side was his exact face while the left was a dark shadow with a bright red eye, shining in the darkness. For the duration of the few days and now, dray had fought every thoughts of the sharingan overpowering him and he seemed to have conquered as the image in the mirror he was looking at now was his perfect self. Dray wondered what it would look like to use the sharingan. He was aware of it's powers but that was due to reading and hearing. Those were not as good as putting it into use. Perhaps, the right time would come. Today was just like any other day. He was not actually free or off duty and he was not actually occupied or on duty too. He was likely to be summoned by the raikage at any given time but that might not happen any time soon as the raikage was out of the village and she was not back yet.
Dray sat on the couch as he thought about what to do for the day.. He had attained his last stage of medical jutsu, same with ninjutsu and of course, bukijutsu. He smiled at his bukijutsu master title. In all of the shinobi world, he held the title of weapon specialist. His ability to launch projectiles into the air from thirty metres away and even more without missing was a brilliant feet. He wondered if there were other masters out there who held various titles in their field of expertise.
Perhaps, a meeting of masters should be convened soon. He loved his sense of humour. It was more like sarcasm and it was highly likely to piss off someone.
Back to his statistics, he was well trained in genjutsu and together with this three tomoed sharingan, he was a master in genjutsu. He also acknowledged his skills in sensory skills. Able to sense whatever, about hundred metres away and once again, together with samehada as a quasi- sensor, he would hardly miss a target.
The only field of skills he had not yet excelled in was fuinjutsu and taijutsu. Perhaps, he should embark on one of these skills and yes, that was what he was going to do today but his method of doing it was what came to his mind. He loved learning things right in the middle of action itself. Perhaps, a person to spar with would be nice but he wondered who would spar with an S- ranked ninja like him. He wondered if there was anybody who could put up a good challenge. The raikage, Juri han, the other S- ranked ninja in kumogakure no sato, the village hidden in the clouds, the medical capital, the home of goons was not around and dray had not seen saburo for a while now perhaps, he was occupied with an anbu mission. Every anbu was given solo missions that would probably take them out of the village, out of the land of lightning but that did not matter as anbus did not have comfort zones so it was possible that saburo was on one of these.
Whatever happens, he would go to one of kumogakure no sato's training grounds. The valley of clouds and lightning perhaps to see whatever might happen. Dray took little time in taking his bath, brushing his teeth, and dressing up. He armed himself quite well with tricky little weapons that looked useless to a man his caliber. He strapped samehada unto his back as he picked up his forehead protector. He tied it to his forehead as he slid the left side down over his sharingan to cover it. He did not want people looking at him suspiciously, he just made it look like a new style of his since everyone who knew him knew that he was unpredictable and his facial expressions were not readable since he hardly showed any or only when he wanted to. Being an anbu really gave that benefit of concealing emotions.
All geared up, dray left home as he headed to the valleys. A training ground that only the bravest dared trained due to random lightning strikes. Dray got to the valley and checked to see whoever was around. The sun was high up in the sky, shining brightly as the valley was a vast area of land covered in green grasses. There were no trees or shades around. The only visible thing was a broad stream of water that flowed about twenty metres to the left from Dray.
WC:1000