Mastering mist/or nap time?

Slowly ambling around as he usually did when he was bored and roaming the village, he decided to take his time a tad more serious today. It wasn't like him to usually be bothered by leaving things undone as he usually did most things half assed, but leaving this jutsu unmastered was weighing on his carefree mind. The quicker he got it out of the way the faster he could go back to aimlessly meandering around the village ditching the higher ups so they couldn't give him more work.

He knew he needed a water source close to his proximity to use this technique and luckily he was in a village that was surrounded by it. The walk to one of the beaches around him was tedious though, it wasn't the act of walking that sapped him of all will but the thought that he was walking to do something exerting was all too unbearable for him. He had half a mind to actually forget the training and go back to his "patrol" as he liked to call it, but he would never hear the end of it from his parents and colleagues if he did "You're such a bum, Sanada" is what they would say he said out loud as he finnaly made it to one of the many water sources around Shima.

"Lets get this over with" he sighed standing still performing the tiger hand seal, as he did this the slight mist that was already over the water due to the early morning fog became thicker. As it got thicker he could see it visually rising in front of him and taking over more of the space around him as the epicenter. He was slowly pouring chakra in to the mist effectively making it thicker with every passing moment. At first it was almost like a fog you would see after a heavy rain with a high humidity still highly visible and able to see through without much effort. Yet it was still becoming thicker and still over taking a greater expanse of area all around him. It went from only 5 meters to flowing into 10 meters as the thickening mist encroached on more territory as if it were an army attacking an occupied land. This is so exhausting, I could be listening to the ocean right now" he said through gritted teeth he honestly hated practicing he only did enough of it to get by.

As he was getting bored with the jutsu the mist was still steadily getting thicker as he still held the tiger seal still funneling chakra into the mist. It had taken up a lot of ground as far as Sanada could tell it was at least 20 meters of space under the mists domain now. He now dumped his chakra into thickening the fog decreasing all visibility  till it was all too impossible to see anything in the mist even his own hand in front of his face that was still holding the tiger seal. After the fog had reached its thickest point Sanada figured it would be alright to release the tiger seal, he didn't know if the mist would dissipate immediately or if it would linger sure enough it stayed.

This mist was highly annoying actually Sanada thought, "Who makes a jutsu that the user can't see through" he said as he sat in the middle of the mist indian style. Sanada was clearly annoyed at this point not only did he have to practice this god forsaken jutsu. Not only did he have to master this horrible time waster. Not only would he more than likely have to do more work as the day went on because his leader would come up with some overly stressful thing for him to do, that wasn't what was pushing him over the edge. What was driving him utterly up a wall was the fact that he had more than likely missed nap time which was a unforgivable offence in his world. Naps were a important part of life and without them how else would you get a refreshed mind and body, he needed them and he'd be damned if anyone would deny him.

As the mist started to dissipate from every passing minute it again became a sunny day with birds chirping, wait he had started this training before the sun was even breaking over the horizon. He had indeed missed nap time and it made him sad to the point where he was mopping to himself wondering what had came over him that made him want to do a honest day of jutsu practice instead of walking and taking naps. Well what's done is done and he couldn't get his time back no matter how much he regretted it. As the mist completely vanished he stood back up, patting off his rear from any dirt that might have clung to him. He had practiced the jutsu and done what needed to be done, but he didn't feel any different and he didn't know if the jutsu was any stronger or different in anyway. Yet he just brushed it off, it was done and he couldn't be bothered to care anymore on it. Walking back to his house and pondering on if his bed was still not made so he could just jump right back in he took most of the back alleys and short cuts home. He didn't want to be stopped by a jounnin or worse his leader and be sent to guard duty or anything tedious like that. He would honestly jut ask to be executed on the spot if that was the case, anymore work today would be too taxing on his body and mind if it was before his nap. Reaching his home he made a promise that he wouldn't ever practice a jutsu before nap time again it just wasn't worth it and he could feel himself getting cranky which was a complete mood killer, he didn't even feel like smoking a cigarette right now. Making it up to his bedroom he was happy to find his bed still not made and he flopped back into it quickly drifting back off into a nice slumber, the last thing he thought about was hopefully no one came looking for him.

(TWC 1055)
(Hidden in the mist mastered)
(+5stats +10jp)

Approved!!