It was always the same situation that happened these days, the village was hustling and bustling with the people that flocked into this place, some being seekers of trade others being people who wanted to have their own names forgotten threw time. All had one situation that they knew. It was a simple place for them a place to rest and a place to make sure that the company on their travels. Something that not many people got in their life but those that did inside of leaf had felt a sense of honour being here and it had helped them get through their tough times.
The district was welcoming with different place, of course it had many options for those that were looking to recruit people into the branch, and this was the aim of one lady today who would be wandering through the districts she would be striking up conversations and making sure that they were given the option to join the Branch. Of course, who could say what it held for them, the future for everyone was always changing. Always adapting and moving it was like time, someone could always change the path that had been set for them with their own actions.
The member of the ANBU that would be given the choice as to where they wanted to go, of course that was always the choice. Look at the way that actions would take place depends on where the recruitment went. The first was always going to be the ramen shop often a local choice for students of course it was warm and welcoming to those that needed or wanted support. A place to relax and a place to stay it was always welcoming for everyone that wanted the help. Or just a place to enjoy the ramen and sit around after a hard day’s work, of course some things always had to be made exceptions for, even the older members of the village come back to make sure that they can get some food.
The next place was the shops always busy, always packed with people buying equipment, or even finding a book to study with. It was clear that the shops had potential as well maybe a few fliers here and there would sort this issue out, but by the time that they finally came into play. After all every student needed a place to buy goods from, needed a place to make sure that they could stock up on before the mission begun. It was a simple place but had a lot to offer in terms of goods that could be purchased when the time came to it.
The last place that they had of course was the final straw in case they were after the worst of the worst, to make sure that the branch would be stronger. The branch would grow and progress with a new influx of recruits. One place that would always be busy, and one place that would always have experienced fighters ready to serve on the drop of a hat. It was one last chance in the tavern that would be there.
[WC: 526/2000]
The district was welcoming with different place, of course it had many options for those that were looking to recruit people into the branch, and this was the aim of one lady today who would be wandering through the districts she would be striking up conversations and making sure that they were given the option to join the Branch. Of course, who could say what it held for them, the future for everyone was always changing. Always adapting and moving it was like time, someone could always change the path that had been set for them with their own actions.
The member of the ANBU that would be given the choice as to where they wanted to go, of course that was always the choice. Look at the way that actions would take place depends on where the recruitment went. The first was always going to be the ramen shop often a local choice for students of course it was warm and welcoming to those that needed or wanted support. A place to relax and a place to stay it was always welcoming for everyone that wanted the help. Or just a place to enjoy the ramen and sit around after a hard day’s work, of course some things always had to be made exceptions for, even the older members of the village come back to make sure that they can get some food.
The next place was the shops always busy, always packed with people buying equipment, or even finding a book to study with. It was clear that the shops had potential as well maybe a few fliers here and there would sort this issue out, but by the time that they finally came into play. After all every student needed a place to buy goods from, needed a place to make sure that they could stock up on before the mission begun. It was a simple place but had a lot to offer in terms of goods that could be purchased when the time came to it.
The last place that they had of course was the final straw in case they were after the worst of the worst, to make sure that the branch would be stronger. The branch would grow and progress with a new influx of recruits. One place that would always be busy, and one place that would always have experienced fighters ready to serve on the drop of a hat. It was one last chance in the tavern that would be there.
[WC: 526/2000]