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[h2][b][u][color=7FFFD4]Training Ground 11[/color][/u][/b][/h2]
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Kiyoko’s eyes widened for just a moment, but quickly returned to their natural size. That kid...Nakahara stopped to scoop up a hefty-looking rock. Then he launched it at sensei. The archer drew the bow back, silently cursing the boy. But what happened next caught her completely off guard. The rock...struck sensei. A clean hit on the nose. Did the little guy throw it that hard that not even a Jounin-level shinobi could dodge it? She considered this for a moment, but shook it off. The toss didn’t strike her as all that impressive. Nothing out of the ordinary. And sensei...he didn’t even attempt to dodge it. Why?

Kiyoko relaxed her bow, dropping the arrow from its nock. When Miyazaki turned and showed her the look of horror on his face, she nodded. That just happened.

It was possible that he was caught unaware. Unlikely, but not completely out of the realm of possibility. If he was, though...how? Poor depth perception, perhaps? If so, then he might not have many long-distance attacks. If the three could stand a safe distance away, then surely they would pelt him until he submitted. But...but that didn’t seem likely. That would have been a glaring weakness. To expose that so easily...no. No, that didn’t sit well with her.

There were a few other possibilities that quickly came to mind, but Kiyoko thought she could narrow it down quite a bit. She eventually settled on that either having been a ploy, to either intimidate the three of them or to goad little Nakahara into further attacks. Or...or it could have been an ego play. Sensei might have been insulted by the small rock throw. He might have wanted to stand his ground to show that it would take more than that to budge him. Judging by the tone the man had had with them and a few of the things he said...she felt like that was closer to the truth.

A shame, really. She wished she could have caught a glimpse of his dodging. If she could just get a gauge on his speed and reaction time...maybe…

It looked as if she’d have to wait on that. Not being lured in by any more attacks, Nakahara joined their regrouping. After what looked like an attempt to dispel any possible genjutsu, the boy went on to introduce himself. He was a long-range attacker and a sensor ninja. While Kiyoko didn’t quite know what Magnet Release ninjutsu entailed, she could wager a guess or two. He also knew a bit of fuuinjutsu. If nothing else, that long-range ninjutsu might very well come in handy here. And his other skills...well, Kiyoko had to admit that she could see the benefit of having him on the squad. Young or not, he sounded like he would have his uses...but if that stone throw had been a product of rage, he might lead to trouble.

Miyazaki, or Rima has he apparently preferred, took the stage next. To be honest, she wasn’t expecting this impromptu show-and-tell session, but if it got the job done…

He confirmed her suspicions of his strength. While it may be useful down the line, especially in covering for Nakahara’s weakness in that area, she didn’t have much faith in his being able to engage a much stronger opponent with that. It would just be asking for pain and leave them a man down. Not helpful. She had almost written him off as currently useless when he continued. Medical jutsu and Lightning techniques, eh? That...changed things. Medical jutsu would be invaluable down the line...and lightning techniques? If he had any range with that, then that changed their position. A lot. Being able to strike at a distance from three different angles...even a Jounin may find it a bit troublesome. At least if they were confined to such a small area as the circle.

…

Oh.

It was her turn, then?

Kiyoko turned her gaze from Miy-err, Rima to Nakahara and back again. So...what did she bring to the table? Knowing one’s abilities and limitations are essential for a ninja. She remained silent for just a moment before beginning.

[color=aquamarine]“Mizushima...Kiyoko. I’m afraid that my genjutsu ability is also quite terrible, and I don’t have much in the way of ninjutsu aside from a water based technique but…”[/color] she paused, turning her head so as to keep an eye on their sensei before continuing, [color=aquamarine]“I do specialize in Kyūjutsu. If you wish, I should be able to make a shot from here...”[/color] Kiyoko shook her head. [color=aquamarine]“...but somehow, I don’t think that Hideo-sensei will just stand still for one of my arrows like he did with the rock, so if either of you have any plans you might want to try, I would be willing to give it a try.”[/color]

The girl shifted her attention back to her partners. She had to admit, she wasn’t exactly thrilled with the thought of being FORCED to rely on others to do her job, but she wasn’t foolish enough to attempt to take on Hideo alone. Even she could put aside her pride so long as it was for the good of the mission.

And she was sincere about what she had said. If either of them came up with a decent plan, she would execute it to the best of her ability. Right now they were all in the same boat. It was in all of their best interests to succeed. It was her own test of sorts, towards the two of them. She would lend them all of the trust and confidence she was capable of, at least for just this moment. Just to see if they were competent enough to warrant it. If so, then she’d gladly work with them. If not, well, she was still toying with the idea of shooting them both in the legs and tossing their bodies into the ring with Hideo. 

Operation Meatshield would be her trump card, just in case...