[center][color=#000000][h1]Uchiha Shinatobe[/h1][/color][/center]
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[color=#000000][sub][b]L O C A T I O N[/b][/sub][/color][hr][sub]Konohagakure Academy Grounds[/sub]


[color=#000000][sub][b]T A G S[/b][/sub][/color][hr][sub][@Sloth] [@Xiro Zean] [@Inkarnate][/sub]


[color=#000000][sub][b]M U S I C[/b][/sub][/color][hr][hider=did i not have time to find mood music?][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7KFRZwAemtY[/youtube][/hider][/cell][cell][indent][sub]There was a long list of swears the Uchiha could have rattled off under her breath to express her frustration, but she opted to swallow them down, no matter how painful it was to do so. It wouldn't do to make herself look weak in front of her charges, and the subject of her ire was too far away to hear them in the first place. That was for the better. It would give her time to compose herself before the inevitable confrontation that would arise from this [i]convenient[/i] alignment of fate. Instead, her daze was interrupted by the voice of one of her students. The Namikaze, whom appeared to look expectantly at Shinatobe. Rightfully so, she supposed. She [i]was[/i] their leader from this point onward, and at least one of the other sensei had departed in a poof of smoke.

[color=000000]"Introductory exercise. We're going to the training ranges on the village's outskirts."[/color] The heiress declared, her gaze moving from Fukushu toward Tensai. She grimaced once her eyes arrived upon him. Unlike her, he couldn't do much gazing any more, and she doubted he would be of any use in the coming trials. Why the academy—spurred on by her mother no little doubt—had allowed him to graduate at all was beyond her. It wasn't even a matter of her own biases toward him. Unable to even navigate their compound by his lonesome, it was a cruelty to force his continued participation, prodigious talent or not.

But it was a cruelty that she had been selected to prop up, and so she had little choice. Unlike her ignoble peer, the raven-haired Jonin turned away from her pupils and made way for the exit at a leisurely pace, content to lead them personally rather than disappear on them so soon after becoming acquainted.

[color=000000]"One of you lead him."[/color] She called behind her after a brief pause, sure the two girls would settle the matter without much trouble, before she disappeared out the doorway and made for their destination.[/sub][/indent][/cell][/row][/table]