Before you walk home [Active, open]
Characters: Naruto, anyone who wants to find a drenched ninja
Content: The world's loudest ninja arrives in Manhattan, and has an encounter with an unpleasant river
Location: Piers near the Lincoln Tunnel
Time of day: Twilight
Warnings: LOUD NOISES None
Naruto stood at the edge of a pier, looking out at a smelly, ugly stretch of water and some ugly-looking buildings on the other side. He'd never seen a village that looked as gray and polluted as this one. (Or as big, for that matter.) The far shore didn't look too promising, but since this place was apparently empty, he'd take his chances.
He made a quick seal to focus and channeled his chakra toward his feet. It was...unexpectedly difficult. Almost as difficult as it had been when he was first training. Naruto frowned, concentrating harder. Maybe it was the headache he'd woken up with that was given him problems, or...he wasn't sure what. All he knew was that it took longer than it should have for him to be sure he could walk on the surface of the river.
He hopped down from the end of the pier, landing with a wet smack. At least it still worked. He began to walk toward the far shore...
...And after a few minutes, it was as though his control over his chakra simply slipped from his mind. Naruto abruptly sank, and flailed his way toward the surface, coughing and sputtering. "Wh--what the hell?!" Luckily the pier was not too far off. He swam back and climbed up, hauling his drenched body onto the rotting wood. That had been cold!
He sat dripping and shivering, staring mistrustfully at the river. What had that been about?
Content: The world's loudest ninja arrives in Manhattan, and has an encounter with an unpleasant river
Location: Piers near the Lincoln Tunnel
Time of day: Twilight
Warnings: LOUD NOISES None
Naruto stood at the edge of a pier, looking out at a smelly, ugly stretch of water and some ugly-looking buildings on the other side. He'd never seen a village that looked as gray and polluted as this one. (Or as big, for that matter.) The far shore didn't look too promising, but since this place was apparently empty, he'd take his chances.
He made a quick seal to focus and channeled his chakra toward his feet. It was...unexpectedly difficult. Almost as difficult as it had been when he was first training. Naruto frowned, concentrating harder. Maybe it was the headache he'd woken up with that was given him problems, or...he wasn't sure what. All he knew was that it took longer than it should have for him to be sure he could walk on the surface of the river.
He hopped down from the end of the pier, landing with a wet smack. At least it still worked. He began to walk toward the far shore...
...And after a few minutes, it was as though his control over his chakra simply slipped from his mind. Naruto abruptly sank, and flailed his way toward the surface, coughing and sputtering. "Wh--what the hell?!" Luckily the pier was not too far off. He swam back and climbed up, hauling his drenched body onto the rotting wood. That had been cold!
He sat dripping and shivering, staring mistrustfully at the river. What had that been about?