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[h2][color=fuchsia][b]Aoi Don Maquia[/b][/color][/h2][/center]

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It felt like that bloody day was completely buried in the past as Aoi woke up after two weeks of break from any daily work. Her usual performer job was put off due to the Minamoru's business freezing during the investigation, making the restaurant a lot more hectic and unresponsive than usual. There were no missions either, the Jonin were apparently on edge toward the recent baddies said to be around Konoha and their resources being allocated to insure safety to the population and avoid more incidents like in the warehouse. She was quietly in her home, practicing various tricks she could pull off whether it would be in a show or in a battle arena, it'd always serve as training for battle. But her mind drifted often on Yamato's case, she had the chance to really see him at his limits, and he was not someone that would care if he'd hurt someone in the battlefield. Rei could have easily just died if things didn't go his way, even Aoi as impulsive as she could be had thought it through more than he did in the end. 

Nonetheless, everyone was safe and happy, no murder resurfaced for now and her friends had seemed to all recover from the wounds. She, of course, participated at the funeral of her three fallen comrade as would any decent colleague and friend. The families seemed happy to have some caring people around and they didn't take the pictures too badly either, thanking her initiative for giving them final pieces to remember their fallen children. As much as their death was recent, the clown had managed to manipulate her mind and make herself feel like this event was long gone and she'd already move on. 

While her senior, Haruka, was training various stronger jutsu and how fast they could go, she was more interested in getting the basics of basics mastered perfectly. This included all academy jutsu. For a carny like her, the basics in technique were crucial for becoming an expert in any field, and of course reaching the abilities she currently has as an acrobat and contortionist were not simply acquired by disregarding the foundations of her training. Clone jutsu was a perfect distraction when the enemy would be blinded by smoke, substitution would be excellent to fuse with her mucus abilities and disable enemies as they tried to attack, transformation was the greatest way to sneak a clone for a finishing move by turning it into a basic shuriken or random object within many more. They were enough to make her tricks work, especially against challenges for her sticky abilities. 

Being bored from seclusion in her home, Aoi prepped herself to go out and see if some people were doing stuff nearby. The training fields would be the best place to check if anyone was having the guts to do anything on this beautiful day. As she noticed before, Haruka was training some special elemental jutsu she didn't know too much about. It looked like a wall, and by the earth's erosion and general spread of rectangular holes, he wasn't at his first try. She made herself invisible for a while, watching from the corner his personal endeavor for what she assumed was hand seal speed and making a jutsu look like something potable. Although she was skilled in hand seals, her abilities revolved around making things [i]not so solid[/i], so she was unsure as to how this could work out. But anyway. 

"[color=fuchsia]Haruka~ Break time pal.[/color]" 

She'd call him out for a little pause, popping out two sodas from her 'magical sleeves' for them to enjoy. They were cold obviously, she didn't like non-cold soda drinks like many people. When she'd have his attention, she'd throw the beverage right at the man in hopes that he'd catch it, before inquiring.

"[color=fuchsia]Hey, so whatcha doing? Mastering some new Jutsu I dunno about? 'Cause if you are I can share you a secret![/color]" 

She'd add, wanting to make herself useful in this pretty dull day. She was hoping for a mission to pop up or something of the likes so she could have her own personal training: Field experience for self control. Sure she had techniques in mind that could be useful for the fire problem with the human torch clone from before, but she wasn't in a hurry to weaponize herself either. After all, she didn't really have that much difficulties with her arsenal as of yet, but she lacked a bit of maturity to fully see in retrospect her possible flaws and glaring weaknesses that could get to her in a fight. Hence her need to get on the field and experiment.