The Coming Storm [P]

[Saiyuki]

OOC: Rain shinobi only.

After having finished some light training and being notified that he had passed the first exam, Akira sat down with his back to a tree, the smell of the sea and grass all around him. The sea was not something that one usually saw in the Land of Rain. It was a comforting sight, reminding him a little of his past home. Then his thoughts moved elsewhere. He knew that he and his teammates would not fail this test. They had come from Amegakure no Sato, a village that had more strife in it than any other village, and that had made the shinobi both strong and weak. He had sent a message to his teammates asking them to come here. It was time that he finally saw who they were and what they could do. After all, if they could not utilize their skills effectively as a team, then they might not pass the exam. Putting his head against the tree and looking up, Akira closed his eyes as he awaited his fellow Ame shinobi.

[kujira]

Smirk upon his face Souzen would make his way towards the meeting point set out by one of his team mates. Apparently the whelp showed some signs of leadership. Mayhaps he could be of use in the future...

Yet, his direct course of action here was not to evaluate his own potential chunnin. But, rather bring the most promising of them all to his side. And one had caught his eye, a medic-nin from Sunakagure. She displayed the most prodigal skills, heralding the latent power she must wield. Even more so, rumours abounded she was a former apprentice of Takikagure's very own sannin medical genius.

These thoughts however were banished as Souzen's gaze beheld the figure of Akira lounging up against his tree. It was now time to play the part of the manipulator once more. Countenance firmly etched in a haughty expression he would merely wave an alabaster hand at his "comrade", a low "Yoh" uttered forth. There he would stand in silence, drinking in the current setting.

When his other team mate, Ichiro , approached Souzen's voice would suddenly pierce the abject silence, his tone both cocky and self sure.

Names Riou, Riou Shishio, and don't you forget it twerps! I'm specialized in ninjutsu and taijutsu. Master of suiton and some rudimentary kenjutsu. Otherwise I use raiton, fuuton and even some glamour genjutsu! Now, if that's all, I'll be off. Some of us actually need to train so we can win this.

And with that he would be off, exiting the meeting grounds. Of course, no mention would have been made about his latent talent in the Sansutomu blood limit. No, it would be hard to believe a mere genin could achieve his mastery of the tempestuous kekkei genkai. Soft foot falls made upon the ground Souzen would make his way back into the city, plots of Machiavellian inspiration running through his mind.


OOC: Ugh, Yucky post but I'm busy

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[Saiyuki]

Akira smiled at his teammate, who seemed quite interesting. It seemed that he was in a hurry somewhere, so Akira let him go, off to perform what fate had set aside for him. His other teammate was not here, and Akira guessed that he had not responded, so he got up and started to head back for the capital, leaving footprints on the sand as he walked, not caring about anything but simply enjoying the breeze that he felt. There was no sign of nervousness within the young Kaishin. Thinking of the exams made him smile.

"What's next?"

[Exit]