One Mean Ghost
Your Ghost Host from the West Coast
The trip up had been rather uneventful. The only thing that broke the general monotony of travel was watching Ayumu duck behind random boulders to suck on his inhaler as if those gathered wouldn't notice... The cold really didn't bother him, and neither did the snow. Of course, that was probably due, in no small part, to him using his chakra like snowshoes to walk on top of the show instead of sinking into it. Of course, helping him stave off the chill in the air was his new attire. A pure white Kimono style of attire that was lined with fur for additional warmth. He was grateful for it, to say the least, even if his tolerance for cold was higher than most given his training in the Mizuchi family. It seemed, however, the same couldn't be said for Mochizuki...
To pass the time, he worked on a few techniques he had still in development. Although he had mastered water clones since their last big mission, he hadn't stopped there. He had several more techniques he was working on, just none were even remotely battle-ready yet... He stared at his palm, focusing his chakra through his hand and fingertips until it took on a 'shape'. Not that it really had a definitive shape, more like you could just see it, much like a ball of plasma. Like this, it couldn't do anything. He wanted to figure out how to use it, but every time he tried something beyond this step... It had explosively bad ramifications. He sighed, letting the chakra lose form and dissipate into nothing. Now wouldn't be a good time to try any more variations...
The introductions were fairly straight forward when they arrived. Even Seiji didn't seem to bugger it up too much. Although he said nothing, the threats the archaeologists mentioned needed to be taken into account. Even if it was nothing more than superstition or delirium, a smart shinobi would take the threat seriously until it was confirmed to be that. Just as that thought occurred, Ayumu spoke up, of course, taking it lightly...
"Until we know for certain, it's best to be prepared for the worst case scenario. As for any slacking... I still have my training regime in place, so I can assure you I haven't let anything slip."
He didn't need to add that he had kicked his training into high gear since their last defeat, pushing himself somehow harder than before. When he had first arrived at the Mifune compound, several of Yuuki's family thought he was just showing off or something when he woke up before the sun to train. When the morning routine never changed, they came to accept that he just worked that hard. Either that or he was just crazy...
Of course, Ryu hadn't failed to notice Ayumu's 'compliment'. Rather than start a fight here, which would look terrible on them, he chose to keep his snide remark about Ayumu's sewing ability to himself and just take the Ayumu-compliment for what it was.
He turned his gaze to his Sensei. "Kazou-sensei, When we get moving towards the ruins, we should use some water clones to scout ahead, just in case." he murmured. Of course, normally Ago's bugs would make the best scouts possible, but in these frigid temperatures, they wouldn't last long, not without being on a warm body. Until they got somewhere warm, her bug-scouts were not an option they could use.
After last time, he didn't want to take any chances...
To pass the time, he worked on a few techniques he had still in development. Although he had mastered water clones since their last big mission, he hadn't stopped there. He had several more techniques he was working on, just none were even remotely battle-ready yet... He stared at his palm, focusing his chakra through his hand and fingertips until it took on a 'shape'. Not that it really had a definitive shape, more like you could just see it, much like a ball of plasma. Like this, it couldn't do anything. He wanted to figure out how to use it, but every time he tried something beyond this step... It had explosively bad ramifications. He sighed, letting the chakra lose form and dissipate into nothing. Now wouldn't be a good time to try any more variations...
The introductions were fairly straight forward when they arrived. Even Seiji didn't seem to bugger it up too much. Although he said nothing, the threats the archaeologists mentioned needed to be taken into account. Even if it was nothing more than superstition or delirium, a smart shinobi would take the threat seriously until it was confirmed to be that. Just as that thought occurred, Ayumu spoke up, of course, taking it lightly...
"Until we know for certain, it's best to be prepared for the worst case scenario. As for any slacking... I still have my training regime in place, so I can assure you I haven't let anything slip."
He didn't need to add that he had kicked his training into high gear since their last defeat, pushing himself somehow harder than before. When he had first arrived at the Mifune compound, several of Yuuki's family thought he was just showing off or something when he woke up before the sun to train. When the morning routine never changed, they came to accept that he just worked that hard. Either that or he was just crazy...
Of course, Ryu hadn't failed to notice Ayumu's 'compliment'. Rather than start a fight here, which would look terrible on them, he chose to keep his snide remark about Ayumu's sewing ability to himself and just take the Ayumu-compliment for what it was.
He turned his gaze to his Sensei. "Kazou-sensei, When we get moving towards the ruins, we should use some water clones to scout ahead, just in case." he murmured. Of course, normally Ago's bugs would make the best scouts possible, but in these frigid temperatures, they wouldn't last long, not without being on a warm body. Until they got somewhere warm, her bug-scouts were not an option they could use.
After last time, he didn't want to take any chances...