In what seemed like a blur, the training session quickly ended as Kazen was told to bring him to somewhere safe, which Kazen decided was deep inside the city. In no time, she brought him there, and Shu was left clueless as to what had just occurred, and why he had suddenly been left in the midst of training. He sighed in disappointment, as he had actually been looking forward to training today.
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In what seemed like a blur, the training session quickly ended as Kazen was told to bring him to somewhere safe, which Kazen decided was deep inside the city. In no time, she brought him there, and Shu was left clueless as to what had just occurred, and why he had suddenly been left in the midst of training. He sighed in disappointment, as he had actually been looking forward to training today.
Naoto hummed a tune as they walked, enjoying the rhythmic sound of hearing Kumoga talk, though she didn't quite understand what was being said. However, Naoto perked up, and started listening when her name was spoken. Kumoga asked if she wanted to claim the second bell, assuming another was indeed there. Naoto smiled at Kumoga, and spoke in a hushed tone. "I think that the person who is in the best position to grab it should claim it. I don't think we should build plans around this, while ignoring one of the most important factors: convenience. Whoever is in the right spot at the right time should claim the bell as their own. That is not to say we shouldn't build a plan, but I don't think we should make it one person's sole responsibility to grab the bell." Naoto explained, then giggled lightly before saying, "Besides this is just a form of warm-up before we get to kill things."
The sun filtered through the window above Shu's head, slowing waking him up. The rhythmic sound of a blacksmith hammer could be heard outside, as Shu's father worked away on his forge. As Shu rubbed his eyes, his brain began to process that today was going to be another day of training, leading a small smile to grace his face. He slowly got up, and donned the standard genin uniform, before heading out to the training field. He arrived around the time practice was supposed to start, and began looking for his sensei.
One of the clones turned out to be Tora, which shocked Naoto, but Takeshi still managed to grab the bells from the panther's tail. Naoto let out a small cheer, before the one of the bells dissipated in a small cloud of smoke, along with the panther. Takeshi walked over to her, and put his hand on her shoulder. He said something about her needing to rest, but Naoto just stared at the hand on her shoulder, obviously not enjoying the sensation. After a long pause she finally said, "Ok, I just need to catch my breath," She sat down, and slowly her breathing returned to normal. After the small break, Naoto proclaimed that she was ready, again looking to Kumoga for instructions on what their next move was.
A small sigh of disappointment escaped Naoto as Kakashi easily avoided the shurikens. When Kakashi began to run again, she followed as fast as she could, in her weakened state, but a large gap soon grew between them, forcing Naoto to make use of her tracking skills. She arrived in the clearing as Kumoga asked where she was. "Right here!" She called out to Kumoga, quickly taking in the situation that was unfolding in the clearing. She saw a puddle of water covered in webs, along with Kakashi struggling against the webs at his feet. Naoto began to question if their has been a clone as she observed the clearing. Naoto quickly jogged over to Kumoga, ready to take any orders she was given.
Breathing heavily now, Naoto followed the panther closely, before it suddenly turned and jumped up at her, ready to strike. Naoto, in her exhausted state, barely dodged, if you could call it that. It was more likely she just tripped to the left of the panther's grasp, before hitting the ground. She saved herself from a head injury by catching herself, before turning to the panther, a look of dismay crossing her face. Naoto slowly drew two kunai from her sheaths, and threw them at Kakashi. Unfortunately, the effects of exhaustion were starting to get to her, as one of the kunai was nowhere near it's mark, and instead went far above the panther. The other kunai was thrown so poorly, that almost any movement by Kakashi would cause it to miss.
The insects around Naoto buzzed noisily as she jumped through the trees, searching frantically. She saw one of Takeshi's clones approach her from the corner of her eye, and the clone explained that he had found the panther. The clone lead the way, and Naoto followed it closely, before stopping in a tree as a panther ran in the direction she had come from. Naoto blinked in surprise, and quickly said "This way," Before she began to chase the panther, following it by the sound it's tail made. She quickly began breathing heavily, as she wasn't used to this much physical exertion in one day. In her experience the academy had quite low standards for physical prowess, and focused mostly on book smarts.
The forested area around Naoto, and the other genins, teemed with life. She smiled as she took in their surroundings as they sprinted through the woods, but she reacted to slowly to Kumoga and Takeshi stopping, and had to run back to where they had stopped. She watched with obvious interest as Kumoga hung the webs, wondering if this was her Kekkei Genkai. When she saw Takeshi begin to sprint away, she began to follow before being stopped by Kumoga, telling them to follow tracks and let it lower it's guard. Naoto nodded in understanding, and glanced at Takeshi before heading off to the left of the direction Takeshi had been headed. She was hoping she could find the panther quickly, as she wanted to get straight on to the training on killing people as quickly as possible. "Come here, come here" Naoto whispered, taking her surroundings in carefully as she walked.
The form of Saito's sleeping body stood out against the tree he was in, his body resting against the trunk. The sun was just gracing the horizon, and it's red light danced across Saito's body. His eyes slowly opened, and Saito rubbed his eyes slowly, looking around him. He was located right outside the capitol, as he didn't feel like wasting money on a hotel, nor did the idea of begging the king for money sound too appealing. Saito stood up, and retrieved his equipment from a branch farther above him. He had washed his attire the night before, and left it out to dry, opting to sleep in a rough leather tunic, and pants.
Saito's tools included a group of kunai's, which were dipped in paralysis poison, along with two katanas. One was a very new sword, with hardly any scratches nor dents in it's pristine blade. The other had an aged handle, it's sheath holding many cuts, and almost seemed as if it was falling apart at the seams. It's age was clear, far surpassing Saito's. The last two items in Saito's arsenal of weapons were as follows: A simple dagger, with a rigid metal hand guard that surrounded his hand, and steel that was a midnight black. As well as a small orange feathered dart. This dart was coated with a extremely potent poison that almost always proves lethal. At first the dart will seem to have no effect, and after four hours no annoyances, or urge to itch occurs. After 8 hours though, the poison induces symptoms of vomiting, blisters, delirium and necrosis. Saito's array of weaponry was definitely daunting, and as such he rarely was mistaken for anything, but one of his own profession.
Things were changing, as an attempt on the emperors life by Saito had failed, and terrible memories were renewed after the guards started questioning him about his sword (The older of the two swords). His katana was soon theorized, and confirmed to be the legendary sword Soyokaze (It became quite obvious from the fact that it's name was on the sheath, and that it also could not be drawn by anyone but Saito, excluding his sister before she died). The sword was said to share the trait with others of it's kind of being especially good at slaying Oni. This befuddled Saito, as he was still curious how his sister had received it. Saito didn't put to much thought into it though, was he wanted to remember his sister as a kind women, not the murderer she had tried to be. He couldn't very well blame her, after all that happened to her. She had been. . . violated by Saito's eldest brother, and her psyche probably took a strong hit. Saito left too quickly to notice a change, and the guilt of that fact ate away at him.
Saito took out a leather sack and put all his weaponry and assassin uniform inside of it, keeping his katanas, and dagger on his person for safe keeping. He carefully slung the weapon sack onto his back, and began walking into the capital. When the guards began questioning his purpose for entering, Saito mumbled about the meeting he was meant to come to, and the guards instantly let him in. He quickly checked the sun, and guessed he had about three hours to do as he pleased. He began wondering what records they would have in regards to his family at the library, as his bloodline lived near the capital, so Saito quickly located that. He walked into the room, and after a short talk with the Librarian, discovered they indeed had records of the Takasu line. Saito gathered some reading material, and began to study his family history, hoping to find out more about the sword. He had assumed it had been a family heirloom, and he was hoping he was correct.
Okay Nim-Senpai, I'll make sure to fix every instance I've made that mistake. I'll try to make sure it won't happen again.
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