[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 Outskirts: Training 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]It had taken longer to arrive at the training grounds than Shinatobe intended when she set out from the academy, but the newly minted Jonin-sensei managed to arrive none the less. Two of her precious students had decided to trail off from their harmonious convoy, and by the time she had turned around to retrieve them, the third had already taken her opportunity to dash off. Indeed, it was something of a surprise to see the lavender-haired Genin when she pressed through the light foliage that circled the training area. For all she knew, the little brat could have decided to run home to mother, unsatisfied with her team mates as she seemed. What's more, she hadn't even disclosed which training ground they were meant to arrive at. At least someone on her team had a modicum of luck that day.

The Uchiha did not break her leisurely stride as she worked her way from the perimeter of their exercise area to its very middle. Three large oak pillars had been planted there, a few paces apart, worn along the sides by years of Taijutsu training and shuriken practice. With the center most one to her back, she faced towards the assembled students and let out a soft sigh beneath her breath. How in the world was she supposed to do this? It wasn't as if they had given her guidelines on how to raise these novices into respectable shinobi. Instead she was left to devise her own regimen to build upon whatever drivel the Hatake had poured into their minds as a foundation. Perhaps that was where the answer lay; it was always wise to check the foundations of a house before you began an addition.

[color=000000]"Today will be something of an additional examination to the ones you've passed at the academy. It is my job to instruct you from today, until the day you either promote into the rank of Chunin, or die trying. If I'm meant to instruct you to the level of excellence that is required—that [i]I[/i] require,"[/color] she paused, correcting herself. [color=000000]"Then I must see, first hand, how advanced or unsophisticated your skills are. To that end, your first mission as a squad is simple; try to kill me."[/color]

There was little enough pageantry that followed her order. She stood just as she had since arriving, an easy, unimpressed expression hanging languid on her fine features and arms tightly crossed along her chest. It occurred to her a few seconds after she spoke that they might have had some reservations about attempting to murder their superior, so she spoke again shortly thereafter.

[color=000000]"In case it isn't obvious, you won't succeed in doing so, no matter how much time your mothers have spent drilling you after school. But it is imperative that you give your everything, so I can critique all your skills and find which deficiencies are most prevalent."[/color] 

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