| It Won't Be Long [closed to Ryuichi and Hayate] | [Apr. 2nd, 2009|05:23 pm] |
Takes place March 27th
Being on medical leave meant he had a lot of free time on his hands. Hayate was decidedly unused to spending long periods of time idle. He rarely got injured badly enough that he needed a long time to recover...but ANBU was changing all that.
Tired of being cooped up in his aunt's little house, and not wanting to go back to ANBU headquarters, Hayate went out for a walk around the town. The day was slightly overcast, but without much wind or other signs of a storm just yet. It was chilly enough that he had opted to hear a jacket over his patched jounin-uniform-shirt. Of course, the jacket was actually an old hanten of his father's, and it looked a little odd paired with his worn jeans and hitai-ate, but it was much easier to put on over his stupid sling.
He'd been wandering for an hour or so, watching people and generally exploring Konoha. Every mission he went on, it seemed, the city changed while he was away. In protecting it, he knew it less and less.... But that was a morbid thought.
As he moved down a narrow side-street, rambling aimlessly, he caught sight of a modest little weapons shop. Drawn by the display in the window, Hayate crossed the little street. He appraised the blades behind the glass with a practised eye.
Hmm. Odd, that swords looks like it's high quality...but that one definitely isn't. He chewed absently on his lip. Curiosity peaked--what merchant displayed goods of differing quality in their window?--Hayate turned to enter the little shop. |
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