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1 The Lone Bowman [Open|NK] on Wed Nov 15, 2017 7:10 pm

Kodokuna

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There wasn't much to say about the village hidden in the rock, other than the fact that it was a solid place for people to gather and worry not of the dangers that could befall them. Stones, rocks, boulders, everywhere the eye could see! There was a place near the gates that a lone bowman liked to frequent, finding the peace almost too good to pass up. There were multiple targets set up around a long fence, †with targets painted on them. Many of them were cracked or splintered, due to many times of being used. Metal cans, archery targets that had seen better days, even logs counted themselves among the slew of practice targets that had seen quite a few arrows in their day.

There was a boy, older than eighteen standing alone with a quiver about his back, the quiver full of arrows. He held a blue-green long bow in his hands, the weapon being nearly three or four feet in height. It was quite the large weapon and definitely made for range. He stood around fifteen meters out from his targets, studying them carefully. His eyesight was great, but seeing that far was incredibly hard for him without the use of a jutsu. Still, with a nod to his bow, he lifted it up and drew an arrow from his quiver. With practiced certainty, the bow was drawn back with the aim adjusted for the wind speed and direction, as well as for the distance to the target. Without a sound, he loosed the arrow, watching it fly into a log just barely missing the center. With a sigh, he shook his head and lifted his bow, speaking.

"I dunno, Sudoroi, I feel like i could be doing better but when I used to practice in the compound the targets were only ten meters away, I know I'm supposed to get better but what exactly is going to make me better if I can't hit my targets dead on?"

As if in his mind, a voice spoke to him, one that only he could hear. "Listen young one, you must be sure to properly gauge all factors of a shot before taking it. As you improve, so will I, your marksmanship will get better. Give it time. A sigh from the lad and his right hand clenched and unclenched, making ready for a long day of practice and training. His decorative samurai armor piece hit the sunlight just right, the brown and red of it blending with the environment. Every day he painted it to match where he was, just as his clothing had reds and browns to match the dirt and rocks about.

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2 Re: The Lone Bowman [Open|NK] on Sun Nov 19, 2017 8:54 pm

Sayuri

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As Sayuri wandered about the Village in the bright sunlight her eyes stung and her head felt as though it might actually explode. As it turned out, drinking was not her thing. She was looking for a quiet place to curl up and hopefully silently cry and she supposed that outside the actual village would be the best place for that. Well silly duck, not even a whole day here and youíve already caused some trouble for yourself. At least try to not cause anymore. She wordlessly chided herself on her poor choices as she miserably walked through the village. Though in all fairness, had she known what the results of drinking that much alcohol would be, she never would have done it. As the sun beat mercilessly down on to her, she wished very much that she was still in Konohagakure. At least there she could retreat into the forest and hide herself beneath its emerald canopy. Just the thought alone of the coolness of the shade brought her some relief from her current discomfort, and with a bit more of a spring in her step she continued on through the Village.

She supposed that since there were so many tall rocks and building everywhere that she should probably try climbing them. She hadnít spent a terribly long time climbing while she was travelling here and she missed the sensation of being precariously perched on something high up. Double checking that her long white hair was tied behind her and that her weapons were securely fastened to her person, she sprang up onto the side of a building. Using her momentum she pushed with her toes into a crack along the wall and reached further until she found a handhold. The rough stone scraped against her bare knees, and it occurred to her only half way up that climbing in a short skirt was likely not the best course of action. She giggled a bit at her own lack of foresight and with a mental shrug, she continued her climb. Pushing up with her feet and grasping new and dangerous heights with her hands. It didnít take her long to scale the building, while she had been in Konoha she had done some training and as a result was a bit stronger than before. Once she had ascended to her new perch, she looked around and realized she was not that far away from the Village wall, and a gleeful smile crossed her face.

Scanning her surroundings she found that three buildings away from her was a rooftop that she thought was just close enough to jump to the wall from. She considered taking her time and carefully making her way over to her chosen jump point, but now that she was up here she was far too excited and took a running leap from the roof she was standing on to the one beside her. Fortunately she didnít fall. Unfortunately she misjudged the distance between the two building and very nearly went tumbling off the other side of the second roof. Catching herself, barely, she laughed loudly; partly out of the rush of adrenaline that nearly falling off a roof had caused. ďWell now silly duck, maybe you had better slow down a bit.Ē She mused out loud to herself as she carefully made her way to the third building and then lined up for her jump. Taking a run at the jump she sailed through the air with an excited shout and clung to the wall, catching a hold of the stone wall and holding her position for a moment before dropping to the ground. Sayuri would brush the flecks of rock dust off her clothing before standing straight up and brushing some stray wisps of hair out of her eyes. ďNow then, what else can I climb?Ē

As she scanned the horizon looking for a suitable new object that she probably shouldnít try climbing, she noticed a man standing with bow in hand, looking fairly engrossed in what he was doing. Intrigued she would walk over, clasping her hands behind her back and spoke up in a cheery voice. ďHello there, Iím Sayuri. What are you doing? I mean, I can see what youíre doing, but I guess. . . why are you doing it? And who were you talking to?Ē

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3 Re: The Lone Bowman [Open|NK] on Mon Dec 04, 2017 5:00 am

Kodokuna

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Kodokuna sighed and pulled another arrow from his quiver, checking the balance in his hands. He'd created arrows thousands of times and knew exactly what he was doing, so the balance couldn't be off. It had to be his archery, which is why he didn't hit his target dead on, even from so close a range. He was lost in his thoughts, staring at the arrow while thinking when he heard a voice speak up to him: softer than he was used to. With a confused look, he lifted his bow and stared at it. It wasn't much longer until he turned to see a woman approaching with her hands behind her back. She spoke in such a cheery fashion, Kodokuna was almost taken aback. She had asked what he was doing, or rather why he was doing it. Along with asking who he was talking to. For a moment he stared at her , hesitant on what to say to a stranger he'd never laid eyes on before. Other than that it just wasn't in his nature to divulge what he was doing or why to people, even if he knew them. He had to choose his words carefully.

"I er.. I'm practicing my marksmanship. I want to be the greatest archer in the land, and I won't be able to get there without a lot of practice. I wasn't talking to anyone though, simply commenting on things to myself. No one is here, you know? No one to talk to. Nope." The colours of green and blue on his bow seemed to move with annoyance at his words, before a voice spoke into his head again. "Oh, no one is here with you, young one? You're speaking to no one and have no one to talk to you? Well isn't that just interesting. I suppose no one is helping you fire your arrows at targets as well!" Kodokuna glared at his bow and sighed. He pulled the string back once more, after notching the arrow. His fingers let the arrow loose and it was then flying towards a dummy with a target painted where the face would be. Within a few seconds there would be a soft impact upon the cloth and hay, the arrow hitting the wood in the dummy just short of the bulls' eye range.

"You know I didn't mean that Sudoroi. But she's an outside who knows nothing about us and it would not be a good idea to divulge that information. People would think I was crazy!" He hissed these words to his bow silently, turning his attention back to the woman he had almost forgotten about. He wasn't the best at remembering other people when he was focused on his task at hand, the task being hitting the targets. So it was hard for him to sit here and loose arrows as well as keep a conversation. "I er.. was just cursing about missing my target again. That's two in a row, and from this distance no less. Why, there are many archers who could hit that target square in the eye with little effort. And here I am struggling to get within the bulls' eye range. †Er... I am Kodokuna. A Miyamoto and Bushido Adherent." With that, he'd tuck his bow and bow to the woman before him before taking the bow back up and pulling out another arrow.

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4 Re: The Lone Bowman [Open|NK] on Thu Dec 07, 2017 11:42 am

Sayuri

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Sayuri stood waiting expectantly for an answer to her question, but the man simply stared at her for a bit. And in those passing seconds she began to wonder if sheíd said something wrong. She was relieved of her worry in short order however as he began explaining that he was an archer. She wasnít entirely certain what that was, but managed to piece it together when looking at his bow, she assumed it must be the name for someone who uses a bow. She was a tiny bit hurt when he vehemently denied talking to anyone, not that that was the problem mind you, rather that he stated there was no one to talk to. But of course there was someone to talk to, she was standing right in front of him. Her face would scrunch up as she tried to hold in her sadness at his comment, and she spoke as calmly as she could. Which wasnít very calm at all compared to most people, but for her it was relative serenity.

ďWell if you donít have anyone to talk to. . . um, Iím right here? Maybe you could show me how to be an archer. It looks fun, weird, but fun. Not that youíre weird or anything though! I didnít mean it like that, I just meant. . . uh, Iíve never seen anyone do it before. Iím sorry, Iím not especially good at talking to people. Anyway, itís nice to meet you Kodokuna, like I said, Iím Sayuri. From uh. . . around? I was in Kumogakure and then Konohagakure before this, so obviously Iím new here. Are you a shinobi from this Village? Iím being taught at the University, which is why Iím here. But uh, I donít really know what to do with myself while Iím not learning things. Maybe you could help me out? If uh, youíre not too busy, I donít want to impose.Ē

She spoke quickly and tripped over her words somewhat as she replied. She was anxious to assure him that although she had chosen poorly in her words, she didnít mean to insult him or anything. Silly duck, always saying the wrong thing. Are you ever going to learn how to get along with people? She would bite on her lower lip as she waited for his reply, giving him the chance to speak if he wanted before she continued with her incredibly awkward tirade of unpracticed niceties. She would pull out her tanto, still in its sheath and hold it out for him to see.

ďI mainly use this, it was my grandfather's tanto. I know some other swordplay, but I like the bow. Well really I like the feathers on the arrows. Theyíre pretty, and uh the bow makes a neat sound. You can stop me at any point here. Iíll probably just keep going forever if you donít.Ē

She would laugh while nervously tugging on her jacket sleeves under the guise of suddenly needing to adjust her clothing. In reality she was at a loss. Not for words, she always had plenty of those to spare, but at a loss for how to approach this situation without making a complete fool of herself. Itís not like this was the first time sheíd had to meet someone. But sheíd felt more comfortable in Konoha, she had arrived there with Mitsuo and Tsuyo after all. And while they didnít start out as friends, it had at least been a platform to help her build relationships with people. Here she didnít know anyone, and it was a whole lot scarier because of it. Thinking of Mitsuo she would reach down and idly rub at the scar that coiled itself around her left leg, a testament to their first meeting and her enduring foolishness. It didnít hurt, Tsuyo had done a marvelous job of healing her, but there was the shallowest of indents along the pale scarred line. It made her feel homesick, and her shoulders would slump just a little as her mind wandered to where she had been, and where all of her friends were.

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