Kamina found himself meanding his way towards the harbor and a rather pleasant afternoon. The sun was out and he thought he would take advantage of this awesome day and go swimming or fishing or something of the casual sort. His old and worn straw was hanging on his back via the string around his neck, letting the beautiful sun beat down on his face. The soft clink of bottles in the bag that was hung over his shoulder made him anxious to get to the docks and crack open a beer.

Finally the docks were in site and it got him anxious enough for him to pick up his and start jogging slowly, the bottles in his bag starting to clink louder and louder. A smile crept across his face as he finally reached the docks. As he reached the end of the docks he slipped off his socks and shoes and then sat down on the edge of the dock, dipping his feet in the water. The coolness of the sea coated his legs up to his shins as he twirled them around in the water. After setting his bag down next to him and grabbing a beer he let gravity do the rest of the work and let his body fall backwards against the dock. He pulled his hat up over his head to block the sun from his eyes and then let out a long relaxed sigh.

"This is the life."

Saizo was walking home from his daily errand run. Already checking off everything in his to do list. He was feeling a bit tired, having been working all day, but at the same time he felt great for having accomplished everything he had set out to do today, and he did it all pretty quickly. He had failed to run into any problems, a failure that he welcomed with open arms. Then again, who wouldn't. When everything goes smooth, then its just so much easier to enjoy it all. That how it felt to him anyways. Others probably had deferring opinions about this sort of stuff. Arguing with people was always such a pain though. To get everyone to agree on a single thing. It was rather impossible. There is always one who's opinion differs from the rest. Saizo would just continue his stroll on the docks for the time being. He really had nothing else to do today. Maybe he really should do a mission. It had been quite sometime since his last one. It wasn't really like him to go to the mission center and ask for anything though. He didn't really enjoy the usual easy things that was offered to ninja. He enjoyed the ones that served a meaningful purpose to himself. Those that made him feel like he was actually a ninja. Capturing cats and pulling weeds was something he just couldn't get himself to do anymore. Not since his genin days. It just felt wrong.

As he walked along, he spotted someone laying on the docks. Could he have collapsed due to a heat stroke or something? Unlikely, the breeze usually kept temperatures at a nice spot. Never really too hot, and never quite that cold. It was very enjoyable if you enjoyed the wind. Saizo would step over to the man, noticing the beer. Was he drunk? Nah, too early for that. Maybe he couldn't hold it in though. It was a possibility, but it wasn't likely. Ah well, best way to find out would be with words. "You okay down there?" He would say to the straw hatted fellow as he leaned over him. Hopefully he wasn't drunk or dying or anything of the sort. He could end up ruining his day if that was the case.