A New Meeting {Private, No kill.}

Kio would be resting, there in his room, laying down upon his bed, considering things. He had nothing to do, nothing he wanted to do, nothing he needed to do. He hadn't been sent on missions since he had chased the old messenger away, perhaps they were trying to find one who wasn't scared of Kio or the appearance of his home. He sighed, bored, with nothing to do, no one to see, he would simply lie there as if he was dead. Though he wasn't, he was well alive, and healthy at that. He would remember the past, when he trained. He would remember attempting to master the art of Ninjutsu, by reading books he had found within the library. He remembered, the time his kekkei genkai had began to come into effect. He remembered how there had been a spirit who had wandered his home. Dashing through the halls of his home, from room to room, moving as soon as a noise had been heard. It had been a rather, surprising moment for Kio, who had no idea on what had happened at the moment he saw the spirit.


He had remembered the ghost, the spirit. To this day he wondered, who was it? Was it someone he had known? A friend perhaps? Maybe a family member? He figured he had been doomed to never know, never find out who had been creeping in the halls of his home, speeding from room to room at the simple sound of a noise. He would get up, sighing, looking over at the nightstand beside him and seeing his shinobi headband sitting there, folded up.


He would get off his bed, jumping and landing onto the floor. The dust had been blown away from the place where Kio stood, almost as if they were little ants compared to a giant stepping on their home land. He walked, for his closet, opening the sliding door and taking out a plain, white, sleeveless shirt that had been somewhat tight when he put it on, however not so much to where it would choke him, no. It had fit, barely. Afterwards he would pull out some black pants, also tight, though just barely fitting. The reason he kept these clothing was due to the fact that if he should ever come into a fight his clothing would not stop him, he wouldn't trip over anything that is loose, and enemies would have a harder time of grabbing onto the clothing. He then pulled out his belt, putting it on. Normally this would, for normal citizens, keep up their pants, however for shinobi it could be used for holding pouches filled with weapons such as Kunai, Senbon, and more. It could also be used for Katana Scabbards to grab a hold of, for quick and easy access to the Katana. After putting on the belt he attached a small pouch, filled with a few Kunai Senbon and explosive tags. Then he would attach the scabbard of a Katana blade, actually two, to the belt. Both of the scabbards had Katana in them, which was the reason he was bringing them along.



He continued, heading downstairs. He moved into his living room, going over to the coat racket where he had his cloak. He would grab it, taking the cloak and wrapping it around him. It covered a majority of his body, the sleeves being left empty, instead a small metal part connected the two sides of the cloak, it had been near his cloak and kept his body hidden by the cloak, at the same time he wasn't really wearing it.


He would walk outside of his home, out of the front door which rested in his kitchen. He would turn around and lock the door, and continue through the streets of Kumogakure, his weapons, and the rest of his body head down being completely hidden, minus the feet. His hood was up, casting a shadow over his face due to the setting sun. He headed out, for his special training spot, having decided what he would do today, simple training. Though the day was almost over, he needed to get something done.


He continued, noticing a spirit, he would follow as it raced away. He ran, rapidly trying to catch up with the quick moving being, it had been a spirit indeed, he continued, chasing after it.
{733 words/2k for kkg training.}

Kumogakure was interesting....ken studying its architecture with ease and walking around. greeting many people who just stepped by. But then ken frowned..turned around, and headed for the training area in kumogakure. Ken shook his arms rapidly, the mittens on his arms igniting...which would appear very dangerous..but then revealing a metal X imprinted leather 'ish' glove. Ken putting both his arms back, and a jet of flame erupting from them. bursting him toward a training dummy. Ken rapidly flew under the dummy's arm, up, and slammed both his feet around the dummy's neck. it damaging the dummy slightly

100/200 for stat point.

Kio flew, in his ghost mode, heading for the spirit who's speed increased. He had recently activated this technique, and headed for the spirit, who had seemingly sped up to avoid Kio for some reason. It had brung him to the training ground, a place in Kumogakure. He would notice someone, a man training, who had somewhat good speed. "Well.. hello there." He said, the spirit had stopped. He began to wonder why he had been led here. He only looked at the man, his ghost transformation technique still active. He had activated it, not too long ago, around the time he started chasing the spirit, to a few minutes after beginning

{Short <_<}