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What happened next was a cycle of bipolarity too fast for Yota to really follow mentally. First a smile that Yota tried to quickly return with one of his own. Then a bang as a pan apparated into the girl's hand and made contact with the Hyuga's head. He sat down hard, biting back the girlish little screech of pain that threatened to spill from his lips as the girl resumed speaking.

Everything was a little blurry for a few seconds as sound filtered in and out. Yota quickly decided in those seconds that, pretty or not, 'Pastry-Witch' (and maybe all girls, as a general rule?) , was pretty scary. Hot, but scary. Maybe interacting with all girls was always going to be vaguely life-threatening in some way?

His vision clearing, the first thing the half-Hyuga noticed was how far away the pastry box was from him now. Of course, he didn't dare reach for another one, not while Pastry Witch was standing guard, but now she was passing the box along the group. Maybe he could go for another one while she was distracted? Or, his conscious chided in, unhelpfully, you could just ask her. she did say she just wanted you to ask.

Thoughts of buttery confections were forgotten for a moment as their sensei reintroduced himself, flashing two enthusiastic thumbs-up's in their direction. They were beckoned towards the flame and Yota slid his way over, the metaphor lost on him. Rinne-sensei flashed a folder before opening it. It contained all their information, Yoga's eyes hungrily parsing over the few lines discernable. He wondered how difficult it would be for him to attain that folder, maybe read up on his teammates? His eyes parsed over their sensei's distinctly jounin (or at the very least, non-genin) form - Yea... Better not.

The call to introduce themselves (with how much info exactly) was one Yota quickly took.

"Uh.. So my name is Yota Hyuga," he paused to let the Hyuga part sink in; by now he was used to the incredulous voices that would follow, given his distinctly un-Hyuna hair and appearance. "if it helps, I'm only half," grey eyes flicked over to the folder as he wondered whether that bit of information was some their sensei could've read up on.

"Um... So... I'm here today, because uh... I was kind of excited to finally be moving on to something other then stupid academy warm-ups. My ambitions.. Um - " covering up his reluctance to share with a little half-cough and formulating a quick response, " - I guess I just want to be strong. My fears uh..." quick, half-second glance in Pastry Girl's direction, "y'know, uh, I guess situations and things I don't feel prepared for, maybe disappointing myself?"

That was a little deeper then he'd wanted to get into himself but Yota figured they wouldn't think much of it. "My breakfast, uh, really good pastry over there. Uh, dinner? I guess whatever mama Hyuga cooks up tonight." a bitter little chuckle.

"Uh, not sure what else I can say? So uh.. Yea."

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“Obstacle course? I thought you wanted a demonstration. I can’t do my thing there.”

“Of course you can! Trust me on this one. Unless you’re more comfortable with giving your demonstration before hand.” Airi paused midwalk to turn her head in Ren’s direction. She understood just exactly what he had meant and his hesitations but truth be told she had everything planned ahead of time; she wasn’t going to throw them around like the other Jonin did.

As the student spoke up, a breeze passed, reminding the teacher to slow her pace a bit more so that they could take in the day while they learned. Something that always ate at the jonin was the rush that ninja training provided itself. Either a fast paced hellish exercise or a routine so slow it made the individual feel as though they were dead. She nodded twice, taking note of Ren’s prepared stance for demonstration; there was no way in hell she was about to pass him up on the opening a second time. “Keep in mind that what you do here will be more than needed in your next lesson,” she hinted, eyes gleaming over to Tenshi. “Who knows? You both might need to combine skills.”

At this point she was giving a bit too much away but she couldn’t help herself. Something within her drove the jonin to subtly reassure her students that she was far beyond wasting her students’ time with mystical talk and pack mule work. In all fairness, she’d give right now to conduct a few rituals of her own but play-time would have to come later.

Drawing her katana, Airi figured the best way to make up to Ren for disrupting his preparations twice was to directly engage with him. Of course not go too harshly but remain on the defensive to get a feel for his capabilities; a way to gauge how fast each student would take to learn certain techniques and philosophies the jonin had in store for them. After Ren she’d take on Tenshi. Then if they were interested, both at the same time.

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Darth Bambi · Jan 10, 2019

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“Of course you can! Trust me on this one. Unless you’re more comfortable with giving your demonstration before hand.” Airi paused midwalk to turn her head in Ren’s direction. She understood just exactly what he had meant and his hesitations but truth be told she had everything planned ahead of time; she wasn’t going to throw them around like the other Jonin did.

As the student spoke up, a breeze passed, reminding the teacher to slow her pace a bit more so that they could take in the day while they learned. Something that always ate at the jonin was the rush that ninja training provided itself. Either a fast paced hellish exercise or a routine so slow it made the individual feel as though they were dead. She nodded twice, taking note of Ren’s prepared stance for demonstration; there was no way in hell she was about to pass him up on the opening a second time. “Keep in mind that what you do here will be more than needed in your next lesson,” she hinted, eyes gleaming over to Tenshi. “Who knows? You both might need to combine skills.”

Ren shook his head, realizing at that moment that that there had been a misunderstanding. He had thought she wanted to see the important stuff. She had just meant ninja nonsense, though. Unable to completely contain his disappointment, he said “Man… I thought you wanted to see me dance" as his shoulders slumped just a little as

Kumiko had been in the act of drawing her katana. More kind hearted than she wanted to admit, she had decided to try sparring with her new students first, to gt a gauge of their capabilities and give them a bit of a confidence boost. Now she stopped, though, her sword halfway out of its sheath, to stare at him wordlessly.

Artists…

Putting her hand over her eyes as she tried to contain a smile of bemusement, she said, “You do realize that this is a ninja academy, right?”

“Well, yeah, I just thought maybe you wanted to see something good before we got into all of that.” He sighed and shrugged. “Sorry. I got all excited about a chance to perform. My mistake.”

Slowly she finished pulling out her blade, the razor sharp metal gleaming in the morning light. These two were going to keep defying her expectations, weren’t they? Well, at least it gave her an excellent way to motivate her reluctant pupil. “Tell you what" she replied after a second. "You do well with the training today and you can give us a demonstration afterwards. How does that sound? Don't think it will be easy to earn my approval, though. I'll expect you to give it your absolute best.”

Ren brightened up immediately, his face practically glowing with delight. Excited again, he agreed without hesitation. "Deal!" he said as the exhibitionist in him cheered happily.

TheMADQ · Jan 11, 2019

Who Tetsunori, Location: In Front of the Forest of Death Tags:

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Kiyoko Tomoe

The battle seemed to be over, the cage was no longer needed, so much like everything else Who just dropped it. The metal petals just fall down on top of his teammates, it shouldn't hurt them sense each of them is so light. But Who had no more energy, he couldn't do much of anything at that moment. He once again collapsed onto the board. He was shaking and curled back up into a ball. All he wanted to do was go home, he just wanted to be anywhere but here, if he could just disappear he would.

He tried to calm himself down, he remembered his breathing techniques he. He forced his berthing to slow down and it helped calm him down a little. He managed to gather enough strength to for him to sit on the board. He groaned looking at all the metal lying around all over ground. With a large sigh, he knew he would have to deal with that but not right now. Now he had a much bigger problem to deal with, people.

The metal board that Who was seated upon, slowly and weakly lifted into the air, it vibrated briefly knocking off all of the dirt. Who floated over to the table, though he was at the far end, to stay away from the others. He didn't hate them but he just wasn't in the mood to socialize anymore, not that he ever was. He dropped his face onto the table, he was quite letting everyone say there peace before he even spoke. He wanted to go last, hell he didn't want to go at all, but he was using that time to better compose himself. He was still having an internal freak out. But he couldn't put it off forever, he had to answer his teacher, so he once more forced himself to talk. He took several big breaths and opened his mouth but nothing came out. He looked away trying to avoid eye contact. He started to sweat as the spotlight was on him, the longer he remained silent the more he felt like everyone was judging him. He eventually dropped his head and he was just staring at the table. "...…..I-I...My name...Is Who... Who Tetsunori…..I don't know why I'm here....No... that's not true.....I don't deserve to be here....I'm not strong....I'm not determined.....I'm not brave.....I'm hopeless.....I only hope that one day I won't be a burden to those around me." When he was finally done talking he looked up, trying to give a small wave to everyone, along with a very forced and fake smile.

Darth Bambi · Jan 11, 2019

@TheMADQ @Left Out @Kiyoko Tomoe
TOSHI

Toshi listened as Who introduced himself and gave them a rather watery smile. He looked like he wanted nothing more than to run away, but he forced himself to get past it at least long enough to give them an idea of his personality, which was honestly kind of downtrodden. Toshi had never met Who before, but he’d heard a little bit about him from other people and they all said the same thing; really shy, and reticent when it came talking about himself. And, now that he finally heard him speaking, Toshi could hear it, too, along with a serious note of what sounded like self hatred. Certainly he didn’t have any self confidence.

Toshi returned the smile with one of his own as Who finished up and buried his face in his arms on the table. He had a very pleasant buzz going at the moment and sipped at his drink, wanting to savor it now that the training exercise was over. “Don’t you think you’re being kind of silly?” he said, pointing the cup at Who, who looked up again, his brows beetling in perplexity. He obviously hadn’t been expecting that as a reaction and wasn’t sure how to respond. Toshi spared him the trouble, saying, “You have the coolest ability imaginable. I mean I sure as hell can’t control metal like that. All I can do is punch idiots. And you seem to handle yourself well when things get strange, and you’re kind of hot. Most people can’t even claim one of those things, but you’re all down on yourself for not being even more awesome? How amazing do you need to be before you’ll start to feel like you might be worth something?”

Toshi laid back on the table and turned his head to smile at Who yet again. “You know people talk about you a lot, right? Word gets around when you’ve got special talent. You’re here because you should be. Even someone like me can see that. So, cheer up a little, huh?”

Witty Wild · Jan 11, 2019

“Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there I do not sleep.” Words that we’re spoken in order to comfort me, to prevent me from becoming a constant presence in front a stone slab decorated with names. There’s no comfort in a silent stone slab, and sometimes I wonder, what am I waiting for?

Hide lazily watched his new Genin fight off his imaginary demons, giggling and munching on pocky. Though he did have to frown at the girl who decided, no she was not going to play his games, and simply stood there. Hmm well, that was absolutely no fun. Huffing, Hide dropped from the tree he had decided was a good enough perch, allowing his chakra to trickle back into their awareness, the playful teasing and splashing of his chakra slowly reappeared. Clapping his hands sharply three times, a cheery hum shattered the silence as he his body ‘reappeared’ to his cute little Genin.
“hm hmm hmm, nough of that now~ You’re all kinda shitty, so gather round Sensei is teaching now!”
Hide grinned down at his flustered students before plopping down lethargically in the now sweet and gentle grass. Hide savored the looks on their faces, drinking in their distress with barely hidden glee. They looked so damn adorable covered in fear sweat and Horror. Hide let a pleased sigh release, then splayed back on his back, the soft humming finally coming to an end.
“Right so, Girl what the hell was your problem? Ya didn’t wanna fight? You just gonna sit there and let your teammates get mauled to death, tsk tsk. Shitty. Go home.”
Hide sighed, waving off his students and studying a blade of grass.
“Ridiculous... Didn’t even lift a finger, regardless if it was Genjutsu or not, she could’ve done something, said something at the very least. If my intentions were to disable them and kill, they’d all be dead”
Rolling his eyes towards the lazy one, Jun was it, he blinked slowly at him, letting a smile slowly creep onto his face.
“Go home Jun~ your reaction was good, defensive measures good, you’re still shitty though, guess we can work on it. “
As his eyes slid over to the zappy one, cries of mercy rang silently in his ears because damnit here was another enigma he had to deal with. The boys chakra was.., sigh.. he was gonna have to pull an all nighter to figure this shit out...or maybe he could go pick on Airi, she had lightning Chakra no? Cause that was definitely what this little shit had. Just...very violent Lightning chakra...shit. He was gonna have to study. Hmmm or...he could go get food with Jira-Chan...that seemed like a much better use of his time.
“last one, yeah you, you got problems kid. Like I dunno just go the fuck home kid, I gotta look into some things for you I guess. But ya know good job protecting your teammates, but also don’t? Anyway go home. Bye bye!”
Hide drawled, shooing them away with his hands, then with a snap of his fingers he cloaked his presence. Drawing a Genjutsu around him to hide him from sight he stretched and rolled his shoulders. Time to go friend hunting

Mirgris

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Beleth · Jan 12, 2019

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"Man… I thought you wanted to see me dance"

Ren’s shoulders fell forward as disappointment reigned over him … again. Had she really been doing this poor of a job at keeping her students on the brink of excitement? Granted, both Ren and Tenshi had stated early on that they were indifferent to becoming ninjas; it would be a fool’s errand to try and convince them of something they had already made their minds up over. Airi’s lips parted into an odd blend of empathy toward the student as well as a wave of content at learning something new about her student.

“You do realize that this is a ninja academy, right?” Her words felt a bit automatic to his response. Actually, between the choice of words and her unsuspecting tone the taste of her connection here was metallic. Dimples twitching lightly as Airi searched for a way to recover from her earlier comment. “Trust me, in this class you will have plenty of opportunities to dance! Say you learn how to fight and dance at the same time?”

She could feel her grin growing, fingertips dancing on the hilt of her katana as she completed the sheath. She followed her previous statement with another promise of allowing Ren to demonstrate his moves once training was over. Something to encourage him immediately? What would have Tenshi wanted as a sort of motivation? “Don't think it will be easy to earn my approval, though. I'll expect you to give it your absolute best.” Airi winked, a playful tone dancing at the tip of her tease. She expected nothing less of her newfound students.

“Deal!”

And just like that he had pepped right back up with more enthusiasm the jonin could admit she’s seen yet in him. Katana drawn out and gleaming in the sun’s rays, electricity sparked around the rims of the handle and the base of the blade, feet parting into a firm stance. “Alright. You first.”

Jun'ichi Hatako

Witty Wild

Mirgris

"Go home Jun~ your reaction was good, defensive measures good, you’re still shitty though, guess we can work on it. “

Between the words, the tone and his overall disposition, this … man … struck Jun’ichi with a sort of uneasiness he was unaware existed within him. Drawing a fist across a blood crusted cut from his earlier antics, the genin growled lightly in response to the male’s casual addressal of him and his teammates. Just who the hell did he think he was, coming in here as though nothing had just happened? He was so … jolly … telling this kids to ‘go home’. Granted, today had been hellish and nothing more pleased the ninja than to curl back up on his bed for the next three days; but all the fun and pleasantries had been vortexed right out of him upon interacting with this individual.

Instead, he the one thing he had wanted more than a nap right now was to step forward and clock this man square in the face for his cryptic and eerie mannerisms. What sort of person grins and smirks at a group of genin would had just suffered? Sure it was just a genjutsu but everyone knew the impact of a very well developed illusion. While Jun’ichi had not been victim of one (up until a few moments ago), he had most certainly heard stories and were now solidified with what he had saw. Thanks to this man’s antics, the genin could almost have sworn he had broken a leg falling out of a tree like a moron.

“Right so, Girl what the hell was your problem? Ya didn’t wanna fight? You just gonna sit there and let your teammates get mauled to death, tsk tsk. Shitty. Go home.”

At least here Jun’ichi could agree. The female had stood very still, accepting her (feigned) demise. Not a single word had been uttered from her, a movement had been little to none as the world around her closed in. He had been ready to back her up, protect her even if things came down to it. But by the looks of it his efforts had been refused. The genin could appreciate a bit of the creepy man’s critique. No one else was going to say it and it had to be said now.

Then there was a question of his other teammate who had ran in guns blazing. Jun’ichi had taken note of the older male looking in his co-ninja’s direction, standing in front of him, arms out in a defensive position, eyes locked onto the taller one’s as if to challenge him had he planned anything. It was most certainly not something to engage in so early on in the academy but something didn’t sit right. And Jun’ichi was not about to stand aside and let his gut feeling nag at him. “Telling us to go home, eh?” He spat, words lulling over his teeth in their usual slothish ways. “Like you can tell us anything, we only take orders from our sensei, old man. So beat it--”

As if the magic word, the mysterious man disappeared from plain sight, leaving Jun’ichi staring dumbfoundedly into open space.

Just where the hell was their sensei?

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Kiyoko Tomoe · Jan 13, 2019

Kimidori Kaguya

Location: Konoha ---- Interaction(s):

Left Out (Amaimon),

TheMADQ (Who),

Darth Bambi (Toshi)

Kimidori carefully observed each Genin as they spoke, looking for their body language, listening to their tone of voice, trying to hear as much of their emotions as she could. Once they'd all spoken, and Toshi had done a little bit of attempted cheering on of Who, Kimidori took her turn to speak once more.

Looking over at Toshi, she would answer his disagreement first. "In this world, one never tries to confirm the intentions of an enemy that's throwing punches with such rage. You may not consciously have been trying to kill my dear Yuriko, but you were clearly too enraged by something to even realize it. One should never let rage take over in the middle of a mission, especially one where you're not supposed to kill the target." Kimidori paused for a moment, opening up her umbrella to shade herself from the sun.

Kimidori then looked over at Amaimon, her cold expression starting to slightly meld into a more spiteful one, though barely so. "You don't decide who has the right to call you by a name of their choosing; they decide if they have the right. If you want to deny someone a so-called right to anything, you'd best be prepared to kill them to keep them from doing such, Ami." Kimidori tossed the scroll in her hand over to Amaimon. "In this world, actual strength is what matters, not claims of strength through high-and-mighty personalities. Such a personality will only cause more trouble for someone if they don't have the strength to back up what they say. That being said, unless I or someone else acts upon it, there's nothing stopping you from keeping that mentality."

Kimidori then turned to Who, whom had fallen into self-doubt. "Yes, Who, you're hopeless. You're not strong, and you're a burden to those around you. You want to know why? Because you think you are. It's when you think you're hopeless that you're hopeless. It's when you think you're a burden that you're truly a burden. On the other hand, however, you don't really decide if you're worthless or not; other people do. Unless you learn to know yourself to the tiniest detail, other people will always know you better than you know yourself, and so your self-evaluation is meaningless if you don't listen to the words of the people standing right next to you. I'd suggest you and Toshi have a bit of a conversation now, because you could learn something about yourself."

Kimidori turned back to Amaimon. "I'd like you to join me at the hot springs for a little bit. At this time of day, there shouldn't really be anyone else there, and so it's the best place for me to show you something I believe you need to see if this student-teacher relationship is ever going to work."

Kimidori turned back to face the other two briefly. "We're meeting here tomorrow at the same time again, by the way. If you're late, you'll have to walk all the way to the middle and back of the Forest of Death alone."

Darth Bambi · Jan 13, 2019

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REN

Ren hesitated. A look that might have been taken for uncertainty flashed across his face only to be revealed as unexpected interest as he leaned in close to peer at her sword. He had seen her do lightning release earlier, but never would have thought of channeling it through a weapon like that. It seemed obvious on the face of it, but he knew that he would probalby have tried to focus on using it as a weapon in and of itself.

“That’s kind of cool”, he said as he brought a fingertip close to the blade. The electricity surged, trying to leap from the metal to him. “Must play hell with your hair, though. I mean all that static...”

Then, remembering what he was supposed to be doing, he stepped back. “Right, time to start getting a little more serious about all of this, I guess.” He closed his eyes for the briefest of moments and concentrated. As he did threads of pure chakra suddenly began extruding from his fingers and spine, sixteen in all, each about fifteen feet long. They coiled and waved lazily in the air as she watched, looking like the tendrils of some undersea creature and presenting a dangerous barrier to anyone that wanted to get close.

He considered weaponizing them. With a bit more effort he could make them so thin that they basically turned into long, flexible knives that could slice through flesh with ease. In truth he wasn’t comfortable with the idea, though, even if his teacher was using a lethal weapon. This was a friendly bout, or at least that’s what he assumed, not a life and death situation, and he wasn’t confident in his ability to control them well enough to avoid hurting her.

That made him smile at himself. As if he had any real chance of hurting a jonin. Still, accidents could happen even in the best of situations.

Making sure that Tenshi was out of the way he looked at his teacher, his eyes suddenly focusing with an intensity that he hadn’t shown any sign of up to this point, and he and the threads disappeared from sight.

“Have at thee, or whatever.”

Left Out · Jan 14, 2019

Imadori
Freelance? I'm not that forgettable, am I? am I really not in the village that often? I mean sure I do take a lot of missions, and I am either in my compound or on a mission... huh I guess I really don't hang around too often. I guess it is easy for people to forget me...

I'm Just another Hanabusa to them, Just another pair of red eyes and blond hair they have to avoid and shut their doors too. no wonder she didn't recognize me, I'm not original.

Focus! I gotta keep my eyes on the prize, sides... I think she has the wrong idea of me anyway... heh I've been called a lot of things but level headed isn't one of them, still, she is trying... I think

I snorted a laugh, and lept forward to another tree, relishing in the blood pumping through my body.
"hmm yeah..level headed isn't really something I. or anyone really, would consider someone such as myself. i..do have a bit of a temper in all honesty...ha."
I shuffled my eyes nervously back at my new companion, then nearly tripped over a branch before righting myself. I could feel the hot flush of embarrassment sting my cheeks.
i coughed slightly and shot my eyes ahead

Jeez i just got out of Konaha and i'm already embarrassing myself!

Stupid stupid, I can't believe I acted that way... I can't believe I said that...

Beleth

SomebodyElse · Jan 14, 2019

Tenshi observed the fight. At this point she was sure that Ren had some kind of hair fetish. His oddities with hair had to be the result of a fetish, nothing else would be this adamant for hair. They were going to fight too. She didn't expect him to win though. How was a genin supposed to fight a Jounin?
It was more a match to see how Ren did and less about winning though. As he summoned chakra threads, tenshi's eyes raised.
Chakra threads. Oh wow. That's interesting. What does he plan on doing? Can he control them well already?
It was also going to be interesting to see what a jounin could do. They were some of the highest ranking ninjas outside of hokage or ANBU
She sat and watched patiently. Perhaps she could learn a few things.

Beleth

Left Out · Jan 14, 2019

Amaimon
Ami found herself rolling her eyes, honestly, the audacity of that Monkey was really something...it kind of made her want to giggle. not that she would of course. Ami was far too prideful and stubborn to give in to a silly urge like that. regardless if he was just a bit funny. although his little empowerment speech to Bubble boy did leave her with a more, pensive view on him. Amaimon already knew the boy had problems. hell anyone who looked at him could tell he did. but really well, so what? everyone had problems, and if he was just going to sit there and take the worlds beatings then he really wasn't a teammate Amaimon wanted to have on her side.
not that she was accepting onto her side. Not that she needed anyone.

Just me, myself and nobody else...

still the way that he kinda just took everything made her somewhat angry and, well sad... still shaking off that thought process Ami scowled as their new sensei addressed them, the scowl turned into a full-blown glare she had the audacity to call her by her nickname, something no one else called her but the precous few who were-
no, she would not think of it, because it did not matter because

soon none of it would matter!

her flaking skin began to simmer just a bit, itching and burning as the rash cracked up her exposed flesh. underneath the cloths was slightly better, what with being shielded from the harsh rays of sunlight, but still, this long without a full soak...
Even her mouth felt dry, despite having consumed a bottle of water not even ten minutes ago.
still when her sensei requested she joins her, a large part of wanted to resist, to scowl and snub her the right to her company. that was of course when he coughing built up in her chest, forcing out a wracking hack, bits of hardened black blood speckled her hand like specks of dirt. if that wasn't an answer enough then well, she might as well just die there on the spot... the hot springs were closer than the clan compound anyway... and so begrudgingly and with great a many scowls and dirty looks, Ami followed. shooting a dismissive hand towards her teammates/.
"later Bubble boy...Monkey"

TheMADQ

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Chakra tendrils leaked out of Ren’s fingertips as he completed his preparations, each individual thread floating about with a mind of its own.

Airi eyed the essence, taking mental note of its free nature and even how dangerous the ability could become had the ability been in the wrong hands. Lucikly, this wasn’t the case. Ren had a good amount of control over the chakra threads, even taking extra care to not whiplash anyone in the vicinity. The jonin looked down at her own katana, a spark of lightning flickering from the tip as it sat idly. This was not going to be a life or death fight, only an evaluation to see where the students sat. Which means …

… as soon as the lightning chakra made itself evident, it was gone, the blade returning to just that. This was their time to shine, not her own. No matter the intent, chakra charged weapons never looked good unless someone planned to make the battle a bit more than friendly.

“Have at thee, or whatever.”

He wanted her to go first? Maybe he had plans in mind. “For the sake of safety, I will not be using any form of jutsu’s here. But please, don’t hold back.” She offered a slight smile, a tease hanging around her last statement. Airi was confident Ren would give his best, Tenshi too. Still, the jonin had to offer the reassurance as she charged in the genin’s direction, hand gripping the hilt of her katana.

“Ready or not, here I come!” Upon reaching the genin, Airi took the first swing at the individual, aiming to lop at some of the tendrils. From far they weren’t too bad of a sight … but up close … these things were a bit menacing. Side stepping a few chakra strings, her blade swung a few times as if a hunter through a jungle.

Miu Hyuuga

Left Out

"hmm yeah..level headed isn't really something I. or anyone really, would consider someone such as myself. i..do have a bit of a temper in all honesty...ha."

Had she said another thing wrong? Miu bit the inside of her cheek, keeping her eyes ahead at the trees in the distance. Could it be in regards to the sensitivity of clan stereotypes? Come to think of it, she is a Hanabusa … her family is known for being brash, angry and violent. Just like how the Hyuuga are known for having a pole so far up their rear it comes out their noses. Perhaps she could break the ice in that area … but Miu would have to be careful to not upset her new partner.

“I understand. If you’ll excuse my intrusion, Imadori-san but the impression I’m also gathering is you’d probably be thinking I’m taking some sort of jab at any pre-conceived stereotypes.” Her eyes continued to narrow at herself. How could she be so insensitive? Was this grounds for received hostility? Still, she’d much rather address the elephant in the room than to stay silent about it. “ … just like how you probably have yours about my family. I presume you are nothing like what the rumors say you are just as I trust you don’t think of me as some heartless elitist.”

The air between them tightened as Miu waited for a verbal response. Judging by the way Imadori’s eyes had been darting around and nearly falling over the next branch, the Hyuuga presumed discomfort was mutual. She paused on the branch ahead, offering a hand to her. “Are you alright?”

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BeyondDandy · Jan 15, 2019

Rinne Nara - Half-Hyuuga vs Crystal Baker
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It was clear that the Genin were reluctant to share anything valuable about their personal life, after all, Rinne was still a stranger to them. Despite bearing the title of Sensei, the three had JUST met him, so asking them to reveal all their sensitive information may have been too abrupt. [Dammit Rinne]. It was difficult for Rinne to decrypt negativity, being such an optimistic guy had its drawbacks. Ask Rinne the questions he asked his students and he’d answer with sunshine and rainbows - it was just who he was. However, it was apparent that these three had things they wanted to keep to themselves - and that was fair.

Allowing Yota to finish his introduction - one that didn’t reveal anything that wasn’t alreasy in the folder - Rinne smiled at his students. “You know what, forget all that. How about we play a fun game instead huh? Sound good?” He asked assertively, not really giving them another choice but to play. Swiftly, he removed a kunai from his tool pouch and threw it directly at a nearby tree. The kunai crashed itself stuck into the tree trunk fifty feet away and twelve feet off the ground.

“Yota......Kana......you two are up first. Using everything you have learned up to this point, from the academy and on your own, I want one of you to retrieve that kunai and return it to me. You are up against each other in this game, so don’t get soft. I want to see what you Ninja are capable of. Nozomi, you stand watch for now [poor girl, from what I’ve read, she’s purely a medical ninja. I’ll make sure to give her my undecided attention when the others aren’t around]. So at the count of three, you go. Oh right! Incentive! Whoever brings me back my kunai will get to come with me tomthe Fire Temple tomorrow to train with Master Homura, one of the Twelve Guardian Ninja. Okay! Three. Two. One. GOOO!!!”

Darth Bambi · Jan 16, 2019

@SomebodyElse @ WinterScoutus
REN

Ren couldn’t help yelping in surprise as Kumiko suddenly charged and began slashing at him with that horribly sharp blade. She could see him? He knew he was no master of Transparent Escape, but he was good enough that he thought he might have a few second’s grace before she locked onto his location.

Backpedalling hastily he gave up on staying invisible since it was obviously useless in this case and a drain on his chakra. Instead he wove his threads into a barrier to ward off her blows while he tried to think. Crap, she was fast. He had been offered the chance to spar with a kenjutsu master once. Kumiko didn’t seem to be quite as good as that guy had been, but she was still scary quick with that blade. It was all Ren could do to avoid it.

He needed some breathing room. Up-close combat wasn’t really his forte.

Fortunately, dirty tactics were. As he leaped back to get some distance he whipped out several kunai with his threads and launched them at her. That was just a distraction, however, as he followed them up with a handful of dirt that he threw in her face to try and blind her for just a second. Then he took a moment to lay down some threads to trip her up... and ran.

First rule of combat; when facing a superior foe, cheat.

Darth Bambi · Jan 16, 2019

@TheMADQ @Left Out @Kiyoko Tomoe
TOSHI

Toshi snorted in amusement as their teacher gave her little lecture to each of them. This was going to be one long semester if she kept misjudging him like this. Rage? She obviously didn’t know what rage was if she thought that Toshi had fallen to it even for an instant. Sure, the rabbit had made him mad when it spilled the scotch, especially after he had been nice enough to offer it to him as a gesture of friendly respect before they started. That wasn’t rage, though, not even close.

As he pulled out a couple of drinks she stopped yapping at him and turned to Pissy Girl again, saying, "I'd like you to join me at the hot springs for a little bit. At this time of day, there shouldn't really be anyone else there, and so it's the best place for me to show you something I believe you need to see if this student-teacher relationship is ever going to work."

Toshi fully expected Pissy Girl to leap at the opportunity to get something special from their esteemed instructor. After all, she had said that her whole deal was that she wanted to become the best and impressing her clan mates. (He wondered what that was like, having a clan whose opinions you needed to worry about. To someone like him, who had grown up without a clan, it actually sounded kind of tedious.) He was more than a little surprised and confused when a look of hesitance flickered in her eyes, like she was seriously considering rejecting Kguya. She finally gave in, agreeing to go, but that ever so brief hint of defiance he had seen was intriguing.

He filed that away for later as Kaguya turned back to face him and Who one last time. (Who the heck names their kid Who, anyway? It was kind of cute, but still…) "We're meeting here tomorrow”, she told them. Toshi thought she sounded sort of dismissive when she said it, like she had better things to do than deal with her own students. That annoyed him. “It will be at the same time again, by the way. If you're late, you'll have to walk all the way to the middle and back of the Forest of Death alone."

She turned to leave, then, as if she’d had enough of the two of them. Pissy Girl started to follow her, those ruby eyes of hers seeming to stare daggers at their teacher, at them, and at the world in general. She held up a hand, though, actually waving goodbye as she said, “Later, Bubble boy. Monkey.”

Or, maybe she was just waving them off. It was impossible to tell. Toshi assumed it was meant to be friendly, however. After all, he was awesome and impossible not to like. She just couldn’t do anything that didn’t look angry. Either way, she and Kaguya took off then, speeding down the path to the springs without another word. That left just him and Who, who was looking just as pensive as nervous as Toshi would have expected.

Well, that wouldn’t do. There was no way Toshi was going to let his new (and really hot) team mate run around feeling all useless and down himself. What Who needed was something to build his self-confidence a little.

Making a snap decision, he linked his arm with Who’s and started pulling him towards the Forest. “Come on", he said cheerfully. "You and me, we’re going to show that old cow what we’re really made of. She thinks being sent to the middle of the forest is a punishment? She thinks it scares us? Hah!”

He grinned and made a fist. “You and me, we’re going to the center right now.”

BeyondDandy · Jan 16, 2019

Takeshi Arikawa - Training Grounds
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The fog was finally letting up, opening visibility just slightly. This meant the girl was either running out of chakra or she had been injured by the scatter shot. What came next was definetly her offensive move, just like the academy taught, the opponent would try to capatilaize when one’s defense is at its weakest. Takeshi started drawing his puppet back slowlt, as to prevent any opportunity for Tokiwa to follow suit. It was clear her fog jutsu impaired her own visibility - a drawback she may regret.

By the stillness of his surroundings, Takeshi decided to remain steady and allow Tomiwa to come to him. Worse case scenario he’d be in a close quarter fight, but in the end it’s be two against one so her odds against her. Finally allowing Poh to reach him, Takeshi remained behind the wooden puppet for protection - and that’s when he heard the footsteps!

The sound of quick feet dashed in his direction. He could hear each and every one of them, but which way we’re they coming from? His eyes shifted left and right, trying to pinpoint her attack. That’s when he caught glimpse of a dark shadow, a silhouette in the mist. [Got you!] he thought to himself, maneuvering his puppet on the offensive to clash against the dark figure. A straight on hit from Poh would finish her!

TheMADQ · Jan 17, 2019

Jira Inuzuka, Location: Training Grounds, Tags:

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Jira first took note of Takeshi's bear puppet, it looked very well crafted for such a young person. It was clear that he had much talent, he has a bright future ahead of him if he worked hard enough, she had no plans to let him falter. She couldn't observe for long as the field was quickly coated in a chilly fog. This was nothing for a trained Jonin like herself, she quickly focused chakra around here eyes and ears. Her faced gained more canine features, Here irises along with her purples thinned into slits, her ears twitch slightly. Her sense drastically increased, it was still hard to make out, but she could make out the fighting figures, she had to focus on all of her sense as best as she could to properly comprehend what what was going on. She was taking mental notes on how well there doing. Even though there vision is vastly impaired they still managed to fight well, this was impressive. Be it a bit reckless, they didn't seem to know exactly what they were attacking, and going to a wide area of effect. Though they started running back over. she could only assume that they were done with the little spar and were returning. They got closer and closer, if they didn't slow down then they would.... Before she could even finish her thought they both collided two opposing attacks. She was knocked back and rolled several times before stopping on her back.

She just lied there for a moment stunned form there assault, she was definitely unprepared for that. Eventually she sat up and brushed off some of the ice residue form her face. She routed her jaw few times and shook her head. She slowly got back onto her feet, she smiled and started to applauded them. " Alright sparing over! That was so good! Be it a bit reckless overall I'm very impressed! You even managed to land a hit on me! You all hold so much potential, I am so excited to see what you manage to turn yourself into." She was so chipper for someone who just got knocked on her ass, but all in all she doesn't even look bothered by it. She is so happy that everyone was already so strong they would easily be able to become much stronger. She noticed that Tokiwa has a cut on her shoulder, it didn't look deep. She quickly went over to her purse on the ground and looked around before taking out some gauze. She then goes back over to Tokiwa. "Let me take care of that for you." She is by no means a medical ninja and knows nothing about medicine, but she knows how to stop a bleeding wound. She many times had to patch herself back up after a battle, it was a skill any ninja who planned to live long should know. She really didn't have a genital touch, so when she wrapped up the shoulder it probably hurt a bit more than it should have. "There you go, that should take care of it for now."

She looked over at Chiruka with such high expectations from him, the bar had been set so high, it might place pressure on him to do as well as them. "Alright I just need to see what you can do Chiruka! No need to fight anyone just show off to the best of your ability okay? Don't worry about it, your going to do great." She went back into her purse and started pulling serval things out. "While he is doing that I want the rest of you to put these on." She pulled out some cloths, it consisted of bracelets, and under shirt, and something to put around you ankles. She went to each of you and tenderly hands you, when she let go of it, it was far heavier then it appeared. "We are going to start off light, so this is just a measly 200 pounds, we don't want to push ourselves to far too soon. But I want you to wear this at all times, when your training, when your sleeping, when your relaxing, when your fighting. I want you to become accustomed to it, so only take them off if you feel it is absolutely necessary." She then took a large ball out of her purse and tossed it over to Takeshi, it felt just as heavy as the cloths that they were handed. "I want you to hold this up with a chakra string, as long as you can, whenever you can. If you run low on chakra, you can hold it with your hands, or in a backpack, but only put it down when you sleep." She then spun around and looked back at Chiruka, giving her normal warm smile. "Alright you have my undivided attention so please show me what you got!"

Who Tetsunori, Location: In Front of the Forest of Death Tags:

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Who flinched at every word spoken by Kimidori, he lowered his head further and further till he was pressing his face into the table. She was right he couldn't be the one to tell himself how well he was doing. Yet all the came to mind was all those times his brother told him he was useless and a good for nothing. But then he heard Toshi giving him praise, telling him that he was amazing. He didn't understand why he would say these things, or why he would be so kind to him, he barely knew him. He wondered if he could really trust his words, he pondered if it he might have just been saying that to make him feel better. But he thought for a second that they might be right. Before he could even finish his mental track was broken when Tosh called him hot. His eyes widened and every muscle in his body tensed, his mind went fuzzy. He could only squeeze out a high pitched squeak. His mind a flurry of new thoughts and worries. 'Does he like me? Does he want to date me? What if he has a crush on me and I cant return the feelings and I don't have the heart to tell him so I string him on for years and then finally tell him an he is heart broken? What if I don't have the heart to turn him down and start dating? What if I just can't break it to him and end up dating him for years and our relationship is loveless and is built on nothing but lies.' He just whispered absentmindedly. "P-p-please don't say that....I can't handle it." His mind was just a flurry of scenarios and anxiety welled up in him.

He was shocked out of how own head when Toshi locked arms with him. He immediately shoved Toshi off of him as hard as he could. "Don't touch me!" He turned away and grabbed his arms tightly, his knuckles turned white, he started shaking again, but it wasn't anywhere as bad a last time. He felt bad right away, he didn't mean to push him like that or scream at him. It was a knee jerk reaction. He clenched his eyes shut then opened them looking up at the sky softly. "I-I-Im sorry, I-I ne...its...just I. I don't like it when people touch me...." He turned back around to face Toshi. he was avoiding looking him. Who felt obligated to go with him after what he just pulled. He felt that if he didn't do at least this then he might have just messed up permanently.

He glanced over at all his metal junk lying on the ground, he quickly looked away form the grass groaning. "B-B-But before we go...I have to put all of that back" This day had just started and he was already completely emotionally exhausted, he didn't have the energy to deal with this, but he had no other choice. He is in a better state then he was a few minutes ago so he thinks that he can do this. He lifted his hand and the small metals blades swirled into the air before flowing back into the large metal ball, the compartment twisted closed. The junk metal stacked pulled into a large pile. Who pulled back out the two scrolls and let them unfurl. The markings on the scrolls glowed bright blue and all of the metal was encompassed by large cloud of smoke before being pulled back into the scrolls. Who rolled them up and put them away. The bracers lifted off the ground before vibrating briefly to knock off the dirt and grass before they returned to Who's arms.

Who floated over to Toshi still trying to look at other things. "....I-I'm ready." He said that, though he was extremely nervous about going into the forest of death, he felt like something bad was going to happen. Though that's not really different to normal, he always feels like something bad is going to happen. He floated over to the gate, peering through the fence he knew it had to be blocked off for a reason. "G-Get on....I will float us over." But despite his better judgment, he stepped up to the edge of his bored leaving plenty of room for Toshi to get on without touching. He didn't think that Toshi couldn't get himself over he just wanted to try and be nice, even if that meant getting closer then comfort, but he did what he had to do for the sake of teamwork. As Who crept into the woods Who started to look more and more afraid, it didn't help that he was surrounded by trees that was bad enough on its own. But God knows what was in this place, every sound, ever broken twig, ever crunch of a leaf, ever blow of the braes made him nearly jump out of his skin.

Beleth · Jan 18, 2019

Truth be told, Kimiko-sensei had just been swinging aimlessly, aiming for the owner of the chakra tendrils. After all, the best way to attack a diversion is to go straight for the source, right? But what happens when the individual is barely visible. You swing. Airi continued her dance between the tendrils, almost forgetting about playing defensive when her arm brushed against one of the chakra extensions.

Right, right, this was a demonstration, not an actual battle. She had to ease up on him. It doesn’t help that her last engaging combat was with her brother, both ‘showing off’ what they had learned. Airi skidded back, manually placing her weight into her heels so that she could give the genin some space.

Before she knew it, kunai had launched in her direction from every angle. "Well played …" she managed to rush out before deflecting a few with her katana. “But what exactly were you..- ACK” dirt sprayed into the tips of her tongue as she spoke, rubbing at her face once before turning back to her now fled student.

Very well played.

Airi sneered at herself once, shaking the dirt off of her face before turning to Tenshi. “Alright, your turn.” She raised her katana wearily, eyes locked onto the female student. "Show me what you got!" Within moments she took off toward her, weapon at the ready.