Robin Throckmorton
Inside the Boot Buckle, Deliar
He grinned as he received the information from Jymson and emptied the cup that had been bought for him by Lord Valfrunde's "kindness" in a single gulp. "You needn't tell me that, mah friend! I learned how to treat women right the moment I learned about their boots and my balls!" He joked, remembering a single 'funny' occasion in the past. Despite his work as a soldier and his rather, let's face it, honourless way of living, he was a man of honour. He might enjoy women as much as wine, but that didn't make him a monster yet. Another plus point was that he could handle losing very well. He learned that by experience, sadly.
"Anyhow, I be drinkin' one too many tonight, and I have a promotion to gain, so I'll be headin' off to my bed. 'Twas a pleasure as always, mah friends." He told the soldiers surrounding him, who gave him odd looks and fat winks. He could imagine what Jymson was thinking, but he didn't really care. He had had a rough today so far, drilling new recruits, and the rate at which he was drinking was a tad too high. He had to present tomorrow morning early to his superiors, and being drunk wouldn't help.
He honestly had no intention of meeting up with this red-haired lass, but his stubborn curiosity did not fail to lead him to casually stroll past the house Jymson had described him.
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Robin Throckmorton
Inside the Boot Buckle, Deliar
Shivering his shoulders as the nobleman left, he leaned heavily on the bar, looking around to find his red-haired love again, but she seemed to have been abducted indefinately by her mother. 'twas a sad occasion then, and that only meant he could use the drink Lord Valfrunde just bought him with his 'great forgiveness'. Accepting the cups he commenced an organized roar of laughter through his men and the present people to get the atmosphere back on track, before leaning on the bar heavily again and sighing deeply. "'Tis a shame that these noble pricks get to do what they want. Vincent's a good lad and owes me one, but we can't help it that we're underpaid all the time. Heck, I know of some lads that they can't even afford whores nor charisma anymore. Sad times. By the way, d'you by any chance happen to know where that red-haired lass comes from? She seemed like a very ... intelligable companionship for a cultured man like me." He began talking to Jymson, at first melancholic but more feisty as he proceeded.
Inside the Boot Buckle, Deliar
Shivering his shoulders as the nobleman left, he leaned heavily on the bar, looking around to find his red-haired love again, but she seemed to have been abducted indefinately by her mother. 'twas a sad occasion then, and that only meant he could use the drink Lord Valfrunde just bought him with his 'great forgiveness'. Accepting the cups he commenced an organized roar of laughter through his men and the present people to get the atmosphere back on track, before leaning on the bar heavily again and sighing deeply. "'Tis a shame that these noble pricks get to do what they want. Vincent's a good lad and owes me one, but we can't help it that we're underpaid all the time. Heck, I know of some lads that they can't even afford whores nor charisma anymore. Sad times. By the way, d'you by any chance happen to know where that red-haired lass comes from? She seemed like a very ... intelligable companionship for a cultured man like me." He began talking to Jymson, at first melancholic but more feisty as he proceeded.
Konoha Team 7
Kensuke Nimatsu
Looking up as he heard is name, he suddenly noticed the Hokage give him some orders. Unable to salute with the wounded genin on his back, he nodded and left the scene. The hospital aside, there also was the medical shinobi training facility in Konoha. Most likely they would like a 'test subject' to train their skills on. Making some haste he arrived there quickly, still thinking about the events at the hospital. What had even happened there? Who woul dare to attack a hospital of all things? That was just below low. Yet again, they were shinobi, and perhaps they should have seen this coming. But who? Who would want to harm Konoha like this? Maybe they could have prepared better, but for what reason? Noone seemed to actively attempt to harm Konoha. Was it an independant group of rogue shinobi? Was it a strike team from another village?
Arriving at the academy, he was forced to think of something else as he was welcomed by the reception. Coincidentially it was a lady named Sachiko, a recently graduated elite medical nin. Kensuke and her had gotten to know eachother when she was in the final stages of her sturdy, aiding in the hospital, when Kensuke arrived there with a grievous cut from shoulder to hip, barely stopped by his ribs. He had been appointed to Sachiko to watch over, and they had had some thousands of conversations that helped him through the months in the hospital, but also helped him redefine his morals a bit. He was a shinobi after all.
"Good morning Sachiko, congratulations on your graduation!" Kensuke said as lighthearted as he could, with the wounded genin in his arms, the barely succesful mission just completed, and the attack on the hospital on top of that. "Hello Kensuke! It's your fault I graduated, you know. You were a 'difficult case' I treated with succes." She replied with a mischievous grin. "Ah, well, regarding that. One of my genin here, Hyuga Ezuri, got himself a broken shin. I thought I'd be so kind to give one of the students here a chance at graduating too, you know?" He said, for some reason thinking it'd be best to keep the attack on the hospital out of this conversation. Most likely Sachiko would erupt in an explosion of justified rage, and he could miss that for now.
As Sachiko inspected the bleak and unconscious genin, she noticed that the bones were set already and that the bandage had stopped the worst of the bleeding. Regardless, he had suffered from quite some bloodloss, and it showed. "Heh... You have a gift for getting yourself injured. Please don't pass it on to your genin?" She sighed, before taking the genin in her arms. "But he will be healed. Don't worry." She added, shaking her head with a sort of a crooked grin. Kensuke had to admit, he was a repeating visitor of the hospital. "You have my thanks." He added, starting to turn around, as she sent him a begging look. "You aren't staying to see how the students will do?" Kensuke knew there was more behind this, but also knew that there was not much more behind this. Sachiko was a very social person, as in, extremely social, and sitting on a chair all day talking to the rare visitors of the academy probably bored her to no end. "Allright allright! I can stay a little while longer." He responded, remembering he had sent the rest of his squad to their homes.
Following Sachiko into the classroom/hospital room hybrids he shrugged and smiled sheepishly as he saw all the genin and chuunin here for medical ninjutsu training look up to him as Sachiko introduced him with generous words. He felt the need to correct her statements, but she never gave him the chance. She put the unconscious Hyuga on the table and immediately all the students were serious again. Kensuke, fading into the background as he leaned against a pillar, mused that it would be hilarious should the Hyuga genin wake up right now, all the medical nin in training surrounding him with faces analyzing his wounds, and taking turns to heal parts of the wound. Sachiko then approached him with a concerned look which made Kensuke wonder what was wrong. She stretched out her hand and healed a nasty but not particulary life threatening nor really obstructive scratch he had sustained from the falling sickle of the bandit he had killed. "You should at least try to get hurt less often..." She told him, before going back to her office at the entrance. Oh great. Even a scratch was enough to unleash Sachiko's motheryly instincts all over him.
Kensuke Nimatsu
Looking up as he heard is name, he suddenly noticed the Hokage give him some orders. Unable to salute with the wounded genin on his back, he nodded and left the scene. The hospital aside, there also was the medical shinobi training facility in Konoha. Most likely they would like a 'test subject' to train their skills on. Making some haste he arrived there quickly, still thinking about the events at the hospital. What had even happened there? Who woul dare to attack a hospital of all things? That was just below low. Yet again, they were shinobi, and perhaps they should have seen this coming. But who? Who would want to harm Konoha like this? Maybe they could have prepared better, but for what reason? Noone seemed to actively attempt to harm Konoha. Was it an independant group of rogue shinobi? Was it a strike team from another village?
Arriving at the academy, he was forced to think of something else as he was welcomed by the reception. Coincidentially it was a lady named Sachiko, a recently graduated elite medical nin. Kensuke and her had gotten to know eachother when she was in the final stages of her sturdy, aiding in the hospital, when Kensuke arrived there with a grievous cut from shoulder to hip, barely stopped by his ribs. He had been appointed to Sachiko to watch over, and they had had some thousands of conversations that helped him through the months in the hospital, but also helped him redefine his morals a bit. He was a shinobi after all.
"Good morning Sachiko, congratulations on your graduation!" Kensuke said as lighthearted as he could, with the wounded genin in his arms, the barely succesful mission just completed, and the attack on the hospital on top of that. "Hello Kensuke! It's your fault I graduated, you know. You were a 'difficult case' I treated with succes." She replied with a mischievous grin. "Ah, well, regarding that. One of my genin here, Hyuga Ezuri, got himself a broken shin. I thought I'd be so kind to give one of the students here a chance at graduating too, you know?" He said, for some reason thinking it'd be best to keep the attack on the hospital out of this conversation. Most likely Sachiko would erupt in an explosion of justified rage, and he could miss that for now.
As Sachiko inspected the bleak and unconscious genin, she noticed that the bones were set already and that the bandage had stopped the worst of the bleeding. Regardless, he had suffered from quite some bloodloss, and it showed. "Heh... You have a gift for getting yourself injured. Please don't pass it on to your genin?" She sighed, before taking the genin in her arms. "But he will be healed. Don't worry." She added, shaking her head with a sort of a crooked grin. Kensuke had to admit, he was a repeating visitor of the hospital. "You have my thanks." He added, starting to turn around, as she sent him a begging look. "You aren't staying to see how the students will do?" Kensuke knew there was more behind this, but also knew that there was not much more behind this. Sachiko was a very social person, as in, extremely social, and sitting on a chair all day talking to the rare visitors of the academy probably bored her to no end. "Allright allright! I can stay a little while longer." He responded, remembering he had sent the rest of his squad to their homes.
Following Sachiko into the classroom/hospital room hybrids he shrugged and smiled sheepishly as he saw all the genin and chuunin here for medical ninjutsu training look up to him as Sachiko introduced him with generous words. He felt the need to correct her statements, but she never gave him the chance. She put the unconscious Hyuga on the table and immediately all the students were serious again. Kensuke, fading into the background as he leaned against a pillar, mused that it would be hilarious should the Hyuga genin wake up right now, all the medical nin in training surrounding him with faces analyzing his wounds, and taking turns to heal parts of the wound. Sachiko then approached him with a concerned look which made Kensuke wonder what was wrong. She stretched out her hand and healed a nasty but not particulary life threatening nor really obstructive scratch he had sustained from the falling sickle of the bandit he had killed. "You should at least try to get hurt less often..." She told him, before going back to her office at the entrance. Oh great. Even a scratch was enough to unleash Sachiko's motheryly instincts all over him.
I'm on pause because exams.
Ah, I accept Kichiro. I love your genjutsu by the way xD
So you are the guy Fiery couldn't stop talking about! Man, you left quite the impression on her. Welcome! :D
Konoha Team 7
Kensuke Nimatsu
"You are right. There was no such discussion. Usually they teach you such things in the ninja academy. Perhaps I should arrange a lesson in teamwork for you there?" He replied on a rather cold yet casual tone without looking back. On second thought, he would need to keep an eye on her too. She had a dangerous kind of stubborn ... naivety that translated itself into what he carefully designated as a childish anger tantrum. Regardless, this was no mission to be proud of. He spent the rest of the trip back to Konoha in silence, thinking of how he could improve this situation. This was his first ever genin team as a jounin sensei, and it didn't look like it was working out as planned.
Arriving at Konoha's gates after a, uneventful travel back home, he turned to the genin. "I'll be dropping Ezuri off at the hospital and file in a report to the Hokage. You go home or to the hospital to take care of your wounds. I will send for you as soon as we have a new mission or I organize a training. Dismissed." He told them, before shifting Ezuri on his bacl to a more comfortable position. "And now to get you somewhere safe..." He muttered, heading to the hospital. Once there he noticed a lot of commotion though. There were some corpses on the street, and a lot of terrified people running about. Someone had attacked the hospital.
Kensuke Nimatsu
"You are right. There was no such discussion. Usually they teach you such things in the ninja academy. Perhaps I should arrange a lesson in teamwork for you there?" He replied on a rather cold yet casual tone without looking back. On second thought, he would need to keep an eye on her too. She had a dangerous kind of stubborn ... naivety that translated itself into what he carefully designated as a childish anger tantrum. Regardless, this was no mission to be proud of. He spent the rest of the trip back to Konoha in silence, thinking of how he could improve this situation. This was his first ever genin team as a jounin sensei, and it didn't look like it was working out as planned.
Arriving at Konoha's gates after a, uneventful travel back home, he turned to the genin. "I'll be dropping Ezuri off at the hospital and file in a report to the Hokage. You go home or to the hospital to take care of your wounds. I will send for you as soon as we have a new mission or I organize a training. Dismissed." He told them, before shifting Ezuri on his bacl to a more comfortable position. "And now to get you somewhere safe..." He muttered, heading to the hospital. Once there he noticed a lot of commotion though. There were some corpses on the street, and a lot of terrified people running about. Someone had attacked the hospital.
Konoha Team 7
Kensuke Nimatsu
As he picked up Ezuri from the ground and heaved him over his shoulders, he nodded towards the genin, their sign to leave. The ANBU present here would do the rest. It was a bit shameful that his first mission as a squad leader had been such a disaster, but it was too late to mend that situation anyways. While travelling back towards the village, he kept the same strict pace as during the trip towards it, merciless towards the wounds of his team, which he had expected them to have taken care of in the short pause they had had before leaving. There was a strange tension in the air, because of his interference in the mission. It was obvious that he was not amused by their display of abilities, but he was still finding a way to express this without making them feel too bad, or not bad enough.
"Your performances today were sub-par. You broke formation, failed to form a cohesive unit, and spoiled our element of surprise. Remember that we are shinobi by profession, not warriors." He finally said with a rather harsh voice, knowing that Ezuri wasn't there to hear it. "While some of you are more at fault than the others, you are a team, and therefor you are all responsible." He added without a glance backwards to the genin following him, and then waited to see if any of them had any more remarks or questions about it. During their next training, this would most certainly be adressed. If there would be a next training for Team 7 in its current state that is.
Kensuke Nimatsu
As he picked up Ezuri from the ground and heaved him over his shoulders, he nodded towards the genin, their sign to leave. The ANBU present here would do the rest. It was a bit shameful that his first mission as a squad leader had been such a disaster, but it was too late to mend that situation anyways. While travelling back towards the village, he kept the same strict pace as during the trip towards it, merciless towards the wounds of his team, which he had expected them to have taken care of in the short pause they had had before leaving. There was a strange tension in the air, because of his interference in the mission. It was obvious that he was not amused by their display of abilities, but he was still finding a way to express this without making them feel too bad, or not bad enough.
"Your performances today were sub-par. You broke formation, failed to form a cohesive unit, and spoiled our element of surprise. Remember that we are shinobi by profession, not warriors." He finally said with a rather harsh voice, knowing that Ezuri wasn't there to hear it. "While some of you are more at fault than the others, you are a team, and therefor you are all responsible." He added without a glance backwards to the genin following him, and then waited to see if any of them had any more remarks or questions about it. During their next training, this would most certainly be adressed. If there would be a next training for Team 7 in its current state that is.
Marrow:
Accepted.
Accepted.
Did you just poke Fiery? Did you... POKE her...? WITH A CHEESE TOUCH? I will poke you back then! What do you say now eh?! I'll poke you back with a fucking sword! >:C
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