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[INDENT]The way to the training grounds wasn’t far, though Fukushu thought it wise in this moment to arrive there quickly but without using too much of her chakra.

She thought little mind of Tensai and Kimura, despite them being her newly anointed comrades-in-arms. She had spent too much time lamenting about it and lamenting about Tensai to begin with. Things would work out. Things always worked out. They had to.

She had to admit, though, she was curious about the Uchiha that was chosen to be her mentor. She had not treated anyone of them with any special treatment and seemed as unamused as Fukushu felt on the inside, or at least that’s how Fukushu perceived her. Of the three sensei brought before them by Toshiro-Sensei she was the one whom struck her the most odd, but given her contemporaries were a lazy idiot and a [abbr=her mother’s words]loud drunk[/abbr] anyone probably would look strange before a group of genin. She wondered what kind of lessons; what kind of knowledge was lying in wait? What kind of exercise had she prepared for them? What was the first expectation to be given upon her as a genin? It was a question that guided Fukushu as she moved past the roadways and toward the training fields where her master was waiting for her and the two others.

Fukushu would be the first to arrive, of course, but that probably didn't mean too much.

[color=9980AF]“Mm.”[/color] She hummed, as she moved forward through the brush. 
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