- House Description:
- The Michiki Family house is a square house designed to look similar to a compound, though there are no walls. The house forms a square around a large garden(20m²) that hosts several trees and plants, most spectacular of which is a large Sakura Tree that dominates the middle of the compound and a small Koi pond. Living quarters are on the opposite side of the main entrance while the kitchen and dining room is to the left of the main entrances. The Living area and storage area is to the left of the main entrance.
Laying on the soft grass beneath the Sakura Tree, Katsuro watched the clouds drift lazely over the azure ocean known as the sky. The cotton balls taking various shapes that reminded him of his childhood. Trees, balls, even a few kunai every now and then. Though some refused to take a shape and this always made Katsuro think that those clouds were his untold future just waiting to be formed by his actions. As he layed beneath the brilliant sun, using his Jounin vest as a pillow, he followed the melodic tune that a family member was blowing through a flute. Probably one of the many he had created throughout his life. He smiled at the thought.
As a Senju he could create things from his body in a matter of minutes where others had to train years and take months to make something similar. Casting a quick glance at the sun to check it's position, causing him to see spots, he came to the conclusion that his baby sister would be coming home soon.
One of the more odd children he knew. She often had to make the idea seem like her own before she would do it. Of course often times many people would threaten to tell her brother about her misbehaving. That usually got her to act straight. Her own parents didn't have the sway he had over her. It was this reason that he treated her more like a daughter than a sister, though he would never make the connection out loud, or at least not within earshot of his sister or parents. At their age they should have to worry about someone stealing the parental love that rightly belonged to them. As time grew nearer to when his sister would be arriving home, he began acting like his was asleep. It was all apart of a dastardly plan to catch her unawares.
As a Senju he could create things from his body in a matter of minutes where others had to train years and take months to make something similar. Casting a quick glance at the sun to check it's position, causing him to see spots, he came to the conclusion that his baby sister would be coming home soon.
One of the more odd children he knew. She often had to make the idea seem like her own before she would do it. Of course often times many people would threaten to tell her brother about her misbehaving. That usually got her to act straight. Her own parents didn't have the sway he had over her. It was this reason that he treated her more like a daughter than a sister, though he would never make the connection out loud, or at least not within earshot of his sister or parents. At their age they should have to worry about someone stealing the parental love that rightly belonged to them. As time grew nearer to when his sister would be arriving home, he began acting like his was asleep. It was all apart of a dastardly plan to catch her unawares.
