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Post by uchiha ishimaru on Aug 13, 2011 18:17:20 GMT -5
Ishimaru was early. That's how it always was. He told them a time that would be about 2 hours after he got to their meeting point. It was an overcast day, he noted. He wore his leaf headband around his left elbow, as always. He had plenty of time to think, so he dropped to one knee and crouched, unmoving, eyes closed, listening to the sounds of nature. They were all around him, the crickets chirping, the wind rustling through the leaves...It felt so right. He meditated, thinking about his life so far, his parents' being so hard on him, his friend kind enough to shelter him when he ran away...Everything about his life had made him the man he was today. He opened his eyes and the sun had risen, the Genin would be here soon. He stood and watched the forest where they would come from...
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Post by hatake takeo on Aug 13, 2011 23:49:00 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 415px; padding: 15px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; background-color: #494949; border-top: 3px solid #333333; border-bottom: 3px solid #333333, bTable][style=font-family: Helvetica Neue; font-size: 25px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #cacaca; font-weight: 100!important]we had so many plans for the future[/style][style=font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;] TAGGED squad 7 - WORDS 216 - NOTES Enjoy!
The sun wasn't even up yet but the black eyes of a rather special twelve year old were wide open. He had been unable to sleep the night before, knowing that within twelve hours of that time he would be meeting his sensei. That he would be attending his frist training as a Genin. He slipped into his clothes and tied his head. The training was two hours away yet, but he couldn't bare the thought of sleeping any longer.
He went for a half hour run around the village and when he came back he devoured a quick breakfast before grabbing his gear and heading off to Ayame's. When he reached the Uzumaki residence the living room lights were on. Well.... that was a change from his grandparents' place anyways. He knocked on the door, expecting Ayame to answer it, only for her eight year old bed headed blond cousin to do so. "May I come in?" The academy student nodded and Takeo rushed into the home. He didn't see her around at all and so he went straight to her room, making the simple cross for a multi shadow clone jutsu. They snuck into her room and doggypied on top of her, all saying at diffrent intervals: "Hurry up Ayame! We're going to be late!"
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Post by uzumaki ayame on Aug 14, 2011 0:18:14 GMT -5
Ayame cried out at the sudden Dog pile on her and her bed, She had been sleeping peacefully when the multitudes of Takeo's decided to wake her up. Screams were heard along side the poofing of shadow clones as she started throwing projectiles telling Takeo to get out. She was still a young lady for crying out loud and she still had a right to privicy. She would bonk Takeo on the head soon enough and she was not happy about being woke up like this. She growled a few other choice words that no one could understand as she kept her blankets about her self hiding her nightgown that had ridden up over night.
Once she got Takeo out she got up and got dressed in a coral top with a white camisole underneath her top. She grabbed a pair of blue pants, her ninja belt and her kuni/shuriken holster. She grabbed her shoes and slipped them on and sighed. She went to her dresser and brushed her hair out and pinned back a piece with a single barrette. She looked at herself and didn't know what to think other than she was excited for the meeting. She got out of her room and looked at Daisuke. "You little cousin neeeeed to learn not to let Takeo in to wake me up," she said as she lovingly ruffled his already scary hair then made a quick breakfast for herself and Daisuke.
Once finished she took a second to drink some juice and said "Takeo you are a dead man so you get three second head start," she said as she took a deep breath and slowly put down her glass. She would tackle him when she caught him and that would be when they arrived well just before they arrived to meet their sensei.
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Post by hatake takeo on Aug 14, 2011 1:53:38 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 415px; padding: 15px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; background-color: #494949; border-top: 3px solid #333333; border-bottom: 3px solid #333333, bTable][style=font-family: Helvetica Neue; font-size: 25px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #cacaca; font-weight: 100!important]we had so many plans for the future[/style][style=font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;] TAGGED squad 7 - WORDS 254 - NOTES Enjoy!
Nervously Takeo tugged at the collar of his shirt while the sound of dissipating shadow clones filled the air. He had completely forgotten in his excitement that Ayame wasn’t too much of a morning person. He quickly put the holster and the equipment bag on his lower body. He saw her step out of her room and a sheepish smile spread across his face. ”Morning Ayame!” Excietment laced his voice. Nearly blocking out all traces of his growing nervousness.
"You little cousin need to learn not to let Takeo in to wake me up," He followed her into living room, exchanging the ex-hokage and the head medical kunoichi in a polite conversation while she got some food. She was undoubtedly going to make him pay for waking her up. And make him pay she would the moment her guardians left the room.
"Takeo you are a dead man so you get three second head start," he could tell by the tone of her voice that she wasn’t joking. He swiftly dropped to all fours and ran off. He didn’t know why but it just felt… right. Running on his hands and feet like a dog would. You see, he has no idea that the beast was even sealed within him in the first place. He could see his Sensei, or the man who he thought was his Sensei and suddenly he could taste the dirt of the ground, and feel it against his face. Wait a minuet! This wasn’t meant to be happening!
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Post by uchiha ishimaru on Aug 14, 2011 5:47:34 GMT -5
Ishimaru sighed, watching the shadowed form of Takeo slide over to him. The boy had probably run all the way here on his hands and feet. He picked Takeo up and put him on the far side of the grove from where he had come from, then turned around just in time to catch a movement with his eye, which he tried to see who it was, but he didn't know it was Ayame. He therefore moved to intercept, and when he was in the way, executed a basic Substitution Jutsu, so whoever it was was running straight at a wooden log that had no chance of falling before they reached it. Their only chance was if they attempted to dodge it, but he hadn't gone far, he was in the tree behind where he had been. Here, it would be easy enough to perform a Dance of the Crescent Moon, if the situation called. He formed the handsign to make the clones necessary, already concentrating his chakra into the jutsu. He wanted them to slow down enough to catch them, not have to kill them, though, so he watched what happened next with great interest.
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Post by Uchiha Satoshi on Aug 14, 2011 13:19:04 GMT -5
However, a flock of ravens flew over the area as the sensei prepared his technique. A whisper in the wind would echo off the grass as a cloaked figure appeared, hood over the face and a mask of a raven covering the figure's face. The figure's black cloak billowed in the wind as he crossed his arms under the cloak and just stared at the tree where Ishimaru was in. The figure then looked to the other man, glancing down at his form laying on the ground. The figure crouched down to Takeo, removing the raven mask as he spoke.
"Hatake, always on the ground. Why is this no surprise?"
The figure was the young Uchiha, Satoshi. His clan knew him as the spitting image of Sasuke, and even more like Itachi in terms of prodigal skills. However, Takeo and Ayame would know him as their friend and teammate and also by the nickname he had been given, Karasu. His black eyes then looked up to the tree as he shook his head. His eyes then turned red as both his eyes became the three-tomoe Sharingan. He slowly stood up as he shifted his hand into his cloak, grabbing something from within. Within moments, he jumped back and pulled from his cloak a Fuuma Shuriken.
Satoshi then let it open all the way before he twisted his body and threw it right where Ishimaru was, the hood coming over Satoshi's face with the force of the throw.
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Post by uzumaki ayame on Aug 14, 2011 14:01:43 GMT -5
Ayame had given Takeo the head start she promised. She had heard her grandparents yelling behind her not to hurt Takeo to badly. She snorted and went running after him. She was excited but Takeo had no right to wake her the way he had even if they were friends. Ayame growled a little as she ran flat out feeling the air blowing past her. She sighed as she found herself arriving at the training grounds. She let out a muted meep as she saw someone launch a huge shurikan.
Thinking quickly ayame bounced back she wanted to see the arc of the weapon. She wasn't sure what was going on bu she wasn't taking any chances. She saw takeo on the ground near Satoshi. She went to look and find out why satoshi was launching a huge shurikan. Thinking on her feet Ayame made a shadow clone and had her clone stand there while she ran towards Satoshi and takeo. She did a front hand spring and landed inches beside takeo. "What's going on?" She asked biting her lip lightly.
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Post by uchiha ishimaru on Aug 14, 2011 14:25:10 GMT -5
Ishimaru caught the fast spin of the shuriken in the corner of his eye and turned, springing off the branch, throwing his body millimeters above the shurikens path as he went by it. He then somersaulted down to the ground in front of Satoshi. "What were you thinking? Huh?" He glared at Satoshi. "Good execution, but if you had been two inches farther around behind me, that would've hit me. Then where would you be?" He threw his hands up in the air. "Could you please not endanger my life while I'm trying to protect other people?" He sighed and turned to Ayame. "Why are you chasing this boy so hard and fast?" He looked around. "Another question occurs to me. Why did you throw the shuriken in the first place? Do you really want me dead?" He had turned again to Satoshi as he spat those words into his face. "You don't even know who I am, yet. I could be your sensei, I could be an enemy ninja. Part of the shinobi way is that we do not target those we haven't identified. We especially don't target our own comrades. I had no idea that this girl was not a threat, I was prepared for the possibility. You executed your attack without any attempt at all to identify me. Now, let's all calm down, sit down, and introduce ourselves." He elected to sit first, in the exact center of the grove, where there were very few ways they could not sit around him.
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Post by hatake takeo on Aug 15, 2011 4:30:28 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 415px; padding: 15px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; background-color: #494949; border-top: 3px solid #333333; border-bottom: 3px solid #333333, bTable][style=font-family: Helvetica Neue; font-size: 25px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #cacaca; font-weight: 100!important]we had so many plans for the future[/style][style=font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;] TAGGED squad 7 - WORDS 398 - NOTES Enjoy!
Wait a minuet! Whats going on? One minuet he was on the ground and then the next a man’s hand was on him. As quickly as he could he fumbled with the kuni holster on his right leg and withdrew one, ready to defend himself if need be. And then Satoshi arrived. "Hatake, always on the ground. Why is this no surprise?" A growl left his mouth while his teeth ground together. ”Why is it no surprise that I can still whoop your ass?” He watched as satashi attacked the man. Well that was a dumb move. Especially when this was the place they had been told to meet their Sensei.
And then Ayame showed up. Introducing herself in her usual style. "What's going on?" He looked over at his best friend who he had known since he was young. ”I honestly don’t know. I’m confused.” He looked back at the man and watched him skillfully dodge the Uchiha’s giant shuriken. ”Shame Satoshi.” He stuck his tounge out at his teammate. "What were you thinking? Huh? Good execution, but if you had been two inches farther around behind me, that would've hit me. Then where would you be? Could you please not endanger my life while I'm trying to protect other people?" |
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Post by Uchiha Satoshi on Aug 15, 2011 6:12:19 GMT -5
Satoshi's face did not twitch at the sensei's beratement. He merely shrugged as he listened to every last word said. First to speak with their information was Takeo. Satoshi rolled his eyes at the last chunk of information Takeo put in as Satoshi adjusted, staying silent for enough time for him to figure what he was going to tell his sensei. First would come the apology, of all things.
"My apologies, sensei, but I was simply drawing you out. If you had watched the true path of the Fuuma Shuriken, you would of known that at best, it would get stuck in the tree. Perhaps your eyes are a bit dull, sensei."
Satoshi was, of the three genin, the strongest in terms of tactical skill and shinobi arts. However, he was just a genin and his limits were being reached every day he trained. He was an Uchiha, a grandson of Itachi no less, and so he strived to be strong enough to protect those he cherished. His mind worked at a higher level, as some had noticed, even if some of his methods were a bit odd or dangerous, he still got the job done.
"I am Uchiha Satoshi, grandson of Uchiha Itachi. I like dango, training, and reading books. I dislike arrogance, traitors, and those who would threaten the people I cherish. My goal is to become strong enough to protect Uzumaki Ayame and the rest of the village."
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Post by uchiha ishimaru on Aug 15, 2011 10:37:34 GMT -5
He listened to the two boys introduce themselves, then decided to jump in before Ayame could. "My name...is Uchiha Ishimaru, grandson of Uchiha Itachi. My likes and dislikes...well...I like promising genin such as you, Satoshi. I don't like people that take things too seriously when there is no need to, cause, in my honest opinion, everyone should enjoy a good joke now and then. No? My dream is to live up to the legacy of my great-uncle, Sasuke." He then eyed Satoshi for a moment, and looked to Ayame for her introduction.
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Post by uzumaki ayame on Aug 15, 2011 10:53:43 GMT -5
Ayame looked down at the ground when she listened to the Sensei. She didn't like how he assumed things. "I wasn't going to hurt him," she said as she listened to everything else. She didn't move as her other teammates did. She looked at Takeo and Satoshi. She didn't know why but she wasn't sure if she trusted the Sensei.
When Satoshi mentioned her she blushed a little then listened to what the Sensei said and then said. "Uzumaki Ayame, grand daughter of Uzumaki Naruto and Sakura. My goal is to learn as much as i can so that i can prove to everyone that I am not just a child that is a porcelain doll. I want to get as far as possible in the ranks of the Shinobi."
She stood back from the others and watched them. She wasn't going to let her guard down when this man tried to keep her from playing around with her best friend when they didn't even know their Sensei had arrived yet. She watched and waited to see what would happen or be said next.
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Post by uchiha ishimaru on Aug 21, 2011 11:52:28 GMT -5
He moved up into a squatting position and clapped, just once. "Great, we all know each other, then. A little, which is enough to start with. Now, the three of you are going to review some basic moves. I want you all to do a substitution jutsu. Right now. Let's see it." He smiled a bit, moving into the tree he had been in when they entered. He watched from there as they began to practice their substitution technique.
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