HSV - The Heart in WinterClutching his arm did nothing to help the pain as the cold from the blizzard numbed it away. Stumbling from the blinding snow, Taira felt himself hit a wall and felt with quivering hands for the doorway. A mere pace away the snow piling on top of the building fell off in a solid sheet, dumping another meter of snow to the already knee high snow pack.“Have to get inside.” Finally finding the door, Taira turned the handle and was relieved to find it unlocked. Slipping on a patch of ice, he fell face-first into the restaurant, barely managing to push closed the door behind him with his feet from his planked position.“Aah! Taira-san!” The report had been right; looking up Taira saw two young ladies on the floor of the restaurant, huddling for warmth with a single survival sleeping bag. A makeshift fire was built out of the remains of a broken table on the ceramic tiled floor. From what he could recall these two were Miyakejima Matsumoto and Naoki Nagano.
HSV - A Day in the Life of Taira Toganin4:30 a.m.- Alarm goes off; I blink sleep from my eyes before climbing out of bed to say my morning prayers. Bed is made and I put on my robe and sandals to go out to the garden.4:40 a.m.- Flashlight in hand I check on the environmental controls for my roses. The greenhouses I built to shield them from the winter are lightly dusted with snow. Will have to check newspaper to see predicted snowfall to determine when to shovel off the snow.- Light pruning is required: Satsu needs her roots moisturized, Hina has light frost, panel 17 needs to be replaced, Tashigi has recovered well from last season’s graft - she should grow beautiful pink roses this year.4:55 a.m.- Back inside, I do my morning stretches and exercises and shower.5:30 a.m.- To save time, breakfast is eaten while I air dry. Cool night air is countered by apartment’s central heating. Grapefruit is well sized considering the season; I smile at the successful negotiation between the local grocer suppliers
HSV - The Cold CaveMelting winter snows had made the water in the underground cavern ice cold. Leaving his glasses on top of his clothes, Taira stepped out onto the frigid subterranean lake wearing only his smallclothes. Chakra concentration was best done when there was a constant external distraction, a reminder to focus inward instead of outward. He remembered seeing monks meditate underneath waterfalls; he shivered at the thought and figured this would suffice for the level he was currently at.Cold was always a sore point of his, one which he hoped training like this would help him overcome. He remembered one time he had served on a crab fishing boat, no hand was spared the hard labor when it came time to harvest the pots, but it was not the hard labor that was the trouble on those trips – it was the biting cold and the stormy seas. One evening he had gone to sleep looking out on a misty sea with subzero temperatures, the next morning all the ropes and the decks w
Orphans of Time Ch. 28“Eikyuutoudo.” The ease of which Orochimaru had slid into the earth made the permafrost jutsu a necessity. Still it was an odd coincidence to find himself fighting one of the Sannin while on a mission given by a Sannin. Sliding his sandals from off his feet, Haku felt the ground frost crunch with a thin sheet of ice, there was a calming quality to the cold.Across the cavern, Orochimaru did his best to hide his discomfort. Even for a legendary shinobi like him, the temperatures were starting to take effect. In addition to the permafrost jutsu and the natural ice, the room’s sub-zero temperature added to his advantages. But the fight had not even begun; things were likely to spiral out of control.Creating ice mirrors, he hid his movement and circled around behind Orochimaru. Illusions on the mirrors hid his true location, but the older ninja casually spun and faced up to look at the single mirror Haku was hiding in.“Sen
The Honeymoon is OverAkamaru let out a bark as they approached the gates to the city, and Kiba could hardly blame his friend's excitement. Home after a month's deployment to a listening outpost to the southern coasts and they were both overjoyed to come back to their city. After checking in with the security gate and handing in their debriefing papers to the superior officers, they hit the city streets to make their way home.Being an Inuzuka had its perks, especially when surrounded by a world of new scents. As familiar as they all were, there were always new details to discover. The bakers had put too much baking soda in their sweet rolls and were covering it up with an extra sweet glazing today. The barber was trying out a new rose oil aftershave, judging from the way his regulars smelled. And apparently the rains had delayed the day burnable trash was disposed of because housetraining newspaper was still fresh in the air."Yes I can smell it too Akamaru, seems like your pups are still training.
RolesOne good thing about being dead was missing out on rehearsals. Unlike other actors who hated sitting in the makeup chair, Neji found it to his liking. The makeup artist, Shinju was finishing with his face while they waited for the rubber body molds to arrive from special effects for the injuries.Shinju was listening to her ipod while air-brushing on bruises and applying red paint for the blood, but Neji zoned out and ran through his schedule for the evening. His agent wanted a meeting at two for a late lunch before reviewing the new fragrance line he was going to sponsor, and after that a dinner meeting with a few designer sunglass reps to bid on which brand he was going to model for."If only life were as simple as an adventure story." he mused to himself."Don't talk, the makeup isn't set around your mouth yet." Shinju scolded him by rapping his scalp with her knuckles."A lot of hassle to go through for a dead guy." Kiba's voice was all too familiar. In the mirror's reflection