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Post by Kisuke on Jul 14, 2009 20:01:37 GMT -6
AH MY GOD! Its Ekei~! The young snow haired swordsman stood there by a rushing river which could barely be seen due to the thick fog throughout the forest. He had been there for a quite awhile now, trying to find a reflection of himself just to make sure he wasn't a floating spirit wandering aimlessly. The fog had been so strong that it could easily bring one to think they were either dead or trapped inside some sort of genjutsu. Besides that Ekei was usually ignored by most in his village so there were countless times where he felt like he was invisible. But he knew that his day of being a formidable swordsman will come and everybody will notice him, even those of the 7 swordsman. Ekei quickly whipped out his katana from its sheathe and glared at it, it shimmered and glissened from the little sunlight that hit the mist forest. He could now see himself from the clean blade, his bright blue eyes being shadowed by his mist head band. You could tell by this young boy's look that he was destined for greatness although he never seemed like a resilent shinobi since most of the time he'd joke around with people and act like he'd never want to fight. After about five minutes of looking at himself, Ekei put his blade away and continued walking through the misty forest. Hes done this countless of times and enjoys every bit of it, most of the time he'd end up meeting someone new.
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