It had been a few years now since Raku's arrival to cloud after the end of Kirigakure, and these last few years had gone by in a blur. It's not as if anything spectacular or even anything of note had happened; just regular everyday shinobi activity. Putting all his effort into getting used to living here, keeping his mind off of the past and looking only forward, it was hard to keep track of the days gone by. It had probably been over 2 years since he had last taken the opportunity to have a day off and relax.
Waking up early that morning, Raku knew today was going to be the day that he would take a break and attempt to relax somewhere in the city, but he couldn't skip out on his daily training schedule. Eyes slowly opening to the dim light from outside of the early morning, he raised his hands up to his face, rubbing his fingers against his eyes, clearing his vision, and removing any bodily debris which had build up overnight. Rolling over onto his side, he lay his head atop one arm, the other flopping onto the open space on his bed in front of him as he let out a deep breath, blinking a few times as he realized it was time to get up. After a few moments of laying on his side, Raku sat up on his bed, crossing his legs out of habit, and stretching his arms up into the air, letting out a long yawn as he continued to try and wake himself up. He wasn't exactly an early bird, but keeping up with training and being a Shinobi meant that he had to wake up early like this all the time, so it wasn't as if he wasn't used to it, it just wasn't something his body responded to as well as others. Unfolding his legs and placing each foot on the floor below the bed, the chill of the cold floor entered the soles of his warm feet, as he pushed up off the ground to get himself up on his feet and standing.
Not too long after waking up, Raku had gotten himself up and into the washroom, doing normal things in the morning like taking a good long piss, shower and brushing his teeth to get clean and ready for the day, walking back into his room after drying up, his hair still a bit wet; long hair being a pain in the ass to dry. He walked to his dresser, opening it up and looking through his clothes for what he would wear today, setting it out on his bed; a pair of casual black cargo pants, a grey t-shirt and a black and white hooded long sleeved shirt to wear over top. But for now he needed to get dressed for training, putting on a more worn pair of cargo pants and a black tank top. Walking over to the table beside his bed, he grabbed his eyepatch, and put around his head, placing the patch over his right eye, and then left his room to go make himself breakfast and head out to train for the morning.
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After a few hours, the sun had come up fully, and Raku had returned home from training, sweaty and a bit worn out. Taking another quick shower, he cleaned himself up, planning to go into town to relax, he didn't want to smell all sweaty when surrounded by other people in the village. After finishing his shower, he walked back into his room and began to get dressed in the clothes he had laid out on his bed this morning; the black cargo pants, and grey t-shirt first, then his mist headband on his left arm, and the long sleeved shirt on top, covering it up as a keepsake, and then his cloud headband around his right arm, around his sleeved arm, showing it off for all to see. After getting fully dressed, Raku walked over to his closet, opening it to see all his usual equipment, as he put it on over top of his clothes, just to be ready, but still in casual clothing. He belt had the sheath of his katana attached to it, and pouches for other usual ninja gear. Feeling equipped well enough for a casual afternoon out, Raku closed his closet, and heading out of his room towards the front door.
Leaving his apartment, he stepped outside, closing the door behind him, and locking it so no one would go inside while he was out and about. His apartment wasn't in the most populated area of the village, preferring to live in a less crowded area to avoid too much noise and contact with too many people on a regular basis. At this time, Raku was still kind of a loner, just getting used to living here, not having made any good friends or anything yet, just a few casual acquaintances. Maybe today would be the day he would meet someone? Though it wasn't exactly his plan, or a priority as he just wanted to go out, enjoy a nice meal and not have to worry about other duties for right now. Walking down the street with a kind of slow stride for his height, he took his time leaning back a bit as he walked, taking a bit more time to look around and enjoy the sights and sounds of his home, as he headed from the more sparsely populated area where he lived into the Susukino district.
It became obvious he was in the right place with all the people around, as it got much more crowded, people filling the streets, shopping, eating, exploring the city. There was so much to do in this place. Voices shouting everywhere, trying to attract attention to their shops, groups of people excitedly talking amongst themselves. Raku's open eye darted around looking at all the places as he walked down the busy street, places on both the left and the right, all looking like good places to go, but for right now, he just wanted a restaurant to sit down and enjoy a quick meal. Spotting a nice looking casual restaurant off to the side, his attention was caught, and the smell of the food being cooked wafting out and down the street smelled so good, he was sure this was where he would eat today, as he began to head towards the front of the restaurant to head in and get a meal.
(Please, anyone feel free to join so I can actually RP. Stuff before the dash's is just prologue/me getting back into it, so don't feel you need to read that if you're reading this first.)
[Marked for Training; 1,094 WC]
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Ronin hadn't been active for a long time, secluding himself into his room after his older brother left him, twice. Normally he'd be over this but it was weighing on his mood far more heavily that he thought. Maybe he was too used to being pampered that the moment that ended he wasn't quite capable of adapting. When he finally exited his room people were surprised, not just by his willingness to leave, but by the fact that it was obvious he hadn't bathe in a week. His hair was greasy and a mess and he smelled awful, once he realized it himself he decided it was time to clean himself up.
Ronin wasglad that the man had not noticed his moment of temporary fixation on his face. Ronin straightened himself out before following the man, forgetting his duties to the village for a moment, a free drink is far more important.
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