Post by Kagirinai Zaiaku on Mar 8, 2006 20:23:26 GMT -5
Zaiaku was traveling at a calm pace through the vast desert that was Wind Country. He didn't at all seem bothered by the sun, whose rays beat down upon him harshly. His large black Akatsuki cloak was open and billowed out behind him much like a cape. It was fairly windy today, the Desert's arid breezes doing nothing but blowing hot air and sand into one's face.
Zaiaku, however, seemed at home in this harsh enviroment, if the grin on his place was anything to be judged by. Ah yes, he was back in his element! He would resume his old training regimen, as he thought he could do with a bit of practice. Unbuckling the collar of his cloak, he tossed the thing carelessly behind him. It went high into the air for a moment, the swiftly came crashing down. Sand sprayed high into the air from the impact. About 50 feet in the air, to be exact.
Fashioning several dozen clones out of the sand around him, Zaiaku unsheathed his sword. "This will be fun...." He muttered out, grinning, just before the clones all charged at him.
Zaiaku, however, seemed at home in this harsh enviroment, if the grin on his place was anything to be judged by. Ah yes, he was back in his element! He would resume his old training regimen, as he thought he could do with a bit of practice. Unbuckling the collar of his cloak, he tossed the thing carelessly behind him. It went high into the air for a moment, the swiftly came crashing down. Sand sprayed high into the air from the impact. About 50 feet in the air, to be exact.
Fashioning several dozen clones out of the sand around him, Zaiaku unsheathed his sword. "This will be fun...." He muttered out, grinning, just before the clones all charged at him.