Exodus once again found himself in a familiar place, standing by the gates of Kirigakure. Shinja-Ken his special sword was on his person, as if it would never be separated from him. The Shinobi looked towards the heavens, while the mask on his face, painted pictures that was replica of the clouds. What do you see? Exodus himself wasn't exactly sure as to what he was staring at this point in time. The man from the Kaguya clan released a sigh and glanced around the area. Always and ever so vigilant, even before the glancing action was performed. Exodus had been growing bored of what was happening around the village. That and he needed to get some training done.
Exodus stood like a lone wolf, wondering when something interesting would come along. The restless Shinobi was beyond irritated at this point. And yet, there were no visible signs to suggest this. Not in his expression, nor did it show via his body language. His breathing was under control, calm and without temperament. The day was however dragging along too much.