Sai yawned as he walked slugishly down the dirt path, "Heh, I know it... I just know it.." He continued to murmer to himself as he tired vainly to rub the sleep out of his eyes, "I know it... I just know Sorain is gonna kill me for being this late!" He said loudly, shocking himself out of his own tiredness before took off running down the path laughing. The misty breeze blew throgh hair as he sped his way down the dirt path towards Sorain's favorite hang out place. Ever since they had gotten back from their mission they had been training together on a daily basis in hopes to get themselves in better shape and maybe even become as powerful as the Mizukage and his squad. Laughing Sai skidded to a halt ontop of the cool, calm waters of Sorain's hangout, "Heh, hope I'm not to late now am I?" He asked.
Sorain sat in his usual spot, right in the middle of the lake, he opened his left eye and spoke,"I have no since of time when I meditate" he said cheerfully,"So whats up for today? Your arm feeling better yet?" he said rising to his feet and pulling his medical mask on,"I was hopping that you could help me practice my gentle fist. I promise I wont strike you, I just need to work on the footing. You know being able to dodge and move in the circlular motion. Then of course we can train what ever you want, then end the day with me getting drunk and you scolding me" he said with a smile,"I wonder when we are going to meat the third member of our cell?" he questioned but then paused thinkingha, she did not sneak up on me again like last time
Mikaru sat on a Tree branch not far from the two team members, her legs swinging silently as she watched. This paticular Genin, Sorain, has interested her with his ideas and she was curious as to where he would head in the future. Pushing herself from the branch she seemingly glided through the air, the fabric of her material as silent as herself as she easily landed on her feet. Looking to the two she smiled, "And hello Sorain, who is this? A Team member?" She asked, the stitching on her face holding her skin and jaw in the proper place. Her long raven hair settled down to the curve of her back and she crossed her arms over her chest. Nodding to the other ninja she had yet to meet she spoke "Ah, forgive my rudeness, I am Mikaru. It's a pleasure to meet you.." Her attire consisted Mainly of a Robe like Kimono, holding three simple colors in it's design. It dragged on the ground behind her and fluttered slightly in the wind. Her eyes were odd too, the Iris a Blank white while the scelra was a pitch black color, making them seem almost as if they could stare into the persons very soul. "And what sort of Ninja Techniques do you specialize in?" She questioned, wondering if her was following the Medical arts like his companion. "Ah, forgive me for the questions... I am Curious by Nature and I rarely get to meet new people. " She smiled, her smile seemingly demented from her disfigurements. It didn't seem like a genuine smile either, rather one that was used for acting. She looked back to Sorain, "I see you were meditating again, any paticular reason why?" Standing in the foggy area she almost seemed like some sort of Nightmareish goddess. Ready to kill someone at any moment.
Sai laughed as he swung his arms around, "Mhmm, everything is back to normal again. But yea, I have no problem helping you out with your gentle fist so long as you keep your word a don't actually hit me with it. The last thing I want right now is to have to go back to the hospital to fix my chakra flow." He said laughing before becoming abruptly silently as he turned quickly, his hand immediately reaching for the pouch on his side. It was the strangest thing he had ever seen, soaring towards them was... was well he thought it was a girl but as she landed infront of him and Sorain he wasn't completely sure. His eyes moved from the stiches on her face to the long raven hair, down to the kimono and then back up to the eerie eyes... His hand clentched tightly on the pouch but slowly relaxed as he noticed Sorain to be completely comfertable with appearance, almost as if she was a friend. His eyes searched Sorain up and down to see if he really did know her before going back to the girl as she spoke to him, "Um... yes... I'm Sai Daisuke, one of Sorain's team mates on squad two... Who are you?" He asked. He wasn't sure what disturbed him so much about her... He knew it couldn't have been her appearance because despite the eerie eyes and the stiches she was quite pretty and he had come across several people with horrible disfigurements that it no longer seemed weird to him. No it wasn't her appearance. "Hmm? No I don't mind the questions so much but I quite rather get to know you before I start revealing such personal info as my style of combat." Sai said calmly as his mind rushed back to a girl he had met on his journies. She was a beautiful girl despite the fact that she got genes from Kisame Hoshigaki... Ruiko Annu, that was her name. Yellow sharp eyes, short spiky green hair, and covered in scales. But it there a warmth to her, a warm and sweet kindness that clung to her that made it easy for him to get close to her. Sai looked at the girl, no it wasn't the disfigurements... it wasn't how the fog clung to her and gave her a creepy and evil appearance... No it was the coldness, the coldness held behind that fake smile of hers that made Sai feel distant to her.
Sorain mearly raised one hand to Sais to reassure him,"She is good..." he stopped,"Well...not good. She is friendly" he said and then turned to Mikaru,"You stalking me? I meditate daily, why? Because I enjoy the enlightened feeling." He folded his arms, placing both hands inside the opposate sleave. Sorains hair was moist from the fog, laying easily on his shouders. His medical mask in place and his head band crossed over his right eye sorain was in his normal training outfit. A blue kimono with black paints for the fitting,"So...what brings you here? I would have assumed that you had left the mist by now" he added standing tall and walking towards her, looking her directly in the eye to show that they did not frighten him. When you woke up everyday and saw yourself with all white eyes and nopupil from the day you were born, eyes no longer have the ability to look strange to you. Sorain cocked his head to the left,"Hey......how do you keep finding this place!" he demanded,"So help me god if either of you two leak this place i will have your heads" He said turning his back and leaping onto a rock that stood out of the water. He took a moment to look around, the waterfall rushing into the lake made the water ripple constantly and glow with the pureist water one could hope for. This was Sorains special place, the place he came to relax, train, meditate and drink sake!
Mikaru lowered her head slightly, respectfully before straightening out. "I understand your wish to withhold that information. I don't blame you. As for my name you may call me Mikaru." Moving some stray strands of hair from her face she looked towards Sorain. "As to why I'm still here. I have someone here who I know who is rather close to me. That and I also have a temporary apartment before I may move in with him. " Hearing him complain about her finding this place she laughed slightly "You think it's hard to remember where a simple path is? And I would never bring anyone I didn't deem worthy to it's place, otherwise the Natural beauty would be ruined by trash. And the one person I do deem worthy I do think you would view worthy as well." Turning her head towards Daisuke she noticed how uncomfortable he seemed to be, "Don't worry I don't intend to harm you, nor no one else unless I am forced to. As for going to the hospital to get healed, don't worry about it... I can always offer my healing techniques if your training really does resort to needing any sort of healing. She grinned as an afterthought, an almost feral sort of sadistic grin. "And I would gladly give you my head, if you would be able to retrieve it." Her voice was challenging. As she looked to the two. "However, what were you two planning on doing? Train? Spar?" She returned to her fairly normal expression and looked between the two, wondering what sorts of technique both the ninja had up their sleeves.
Sai glanced towards Sorain again before letting out a sighing and untensing his entire body, 'Well if.. Sorain says she's alright then... Meh!' He thought to himself as he smiled and started to look towards Mikaru and Sorain as each one talked in a comical way, "A spar? Well... if you are capable of healing us and Sorain doesn't mind.. well in that case sure!" He said brightly as he unbuttoned his pink floweral shirt revaling a black tan-top a silver chain and pendent, that he quickly took off and stored in his pocket. Sai was a light taned boy with bright blue eyes and shoulder length pinkish-purple hair, hair that eventaully caused him to recieve the nickname 'Strawberry' from the current Mizukage. And although he would never admit it he rather enjoyed being called it. "Well Mikaru, I'm guessing your just going to sit by and watch us as we spar today?" He asked as he walked past her to settle his shirt down on a rock resting not to far away from the shore line, "If so, I guess I'll have no choice but to show you the answer to your question earlier." He said smiling as he reffered back to when she had asked him what his Style was. Yawning he walked back on to the water as he unfastened the black pouch, with the red kenji 'Free' sowed on each side, from the belt of his jeans.
Sorain sat in his usual spot, right in the middle of the lake, he opened his left eye and spoke,"I have no since of time when I meditate" he said cheerfully,"So whats up for today? Your arm feeling better yet?" he said rising to his feet and pulling his medical mask on,"I was hopping that you could help me practice my gentle fist. I promise I wont strike you, I just need to work on the footing. You know being able to dodge and move in the circlular motion. Then of course we can train what ever you want, then end the day with me getting drunk and you scolding me" he said with a smile,"I wonder when we are going to meat the third member of our cell?" he questioned but then paused thinkingha, she did not sneak up on me again like last time
Mikaru sat on a Tree branch not far from the two team members, her legs swinging silently as she watched. This paticular Genin, Sorain, has interested her with his ideas and she was curious as to where he would head in the future. Pushing herself from the branch she seemingly glided through the air, the fabric of her material as silent as herself as she easily landed on her feet. Looking to the two she smiled, "And hello Sorain, who is this? A Team member?" She asked, the stitching on her face holding her skin and jaw in the proper place. Her long raven hair settled down to the curve of her back and she crossed her arms over her chest. Nodding to the other ninja she had yet to meet she spoke "Ah, forgive my rudeness, I am Mikaru. It's a pleasure to meet you.." Her attire consisted Mainly of a Robe like Kimono, holding three simple colors in it's design. It dragged on the ground behind her and fluttered slightly in the wind. Her eyes were odd too, the Iris a Blank white while the scelra was a pitch black color, making them seem almost as if they could stare into the persons very soul. "And what sort of Ninja Techniques do you specialize in?" She questioned, wondering if her was following the Medical arts like his companion. "Ah, forgive me for the questions... I am Curious by Nature and I rarely get to meet new people. " She smiled, her smile seemingly demented from her disfigurements. It didn't seem like a genuine smile either, rather one that was used for acting. She looked back to Sorain, "I see you were meditating again, any paticular reason why?" Standing in the foggy area she almost seemed like some sort of Nightmareish goddess. Ready to kill someone at any moment.
Sai laughed as he swung his arms around, "Mhmm, everything is back to normal again. But yea, I have no problem helping you out with your gentle fist so long as you keep your word a don't actually hit me with it. The last thing I want right now is to have to go back to the hospital to fix my chakra flow." He said laughing before becoming abruptly silently as he turned quickly, his hand immediately reaching for the pouch on his side. It was the strangest thing he had ever seen, soaring towards them was... was well he thought it was a girl but as she landed infront of him and Sorain he wasn't completely sure. His eyes moved from the stiches on her face to the long raven hair, down to the kimono and then back up to the eerie eyes... His hand clentched tightly on the pouch but slowly relaxed as he noticed Sorain to be completely comfertable with appearance, almost as if she was a friend. His eyes searched Sorain up and down to see if he really did know her before going back to the girl as she spoke to him, "Um... yes... I'm Sai Daisuke, one of Sorain's team mates on squad two... Who are you?" He asked. He wasn't sure what disturbed him so much about her... He knew it couldn't have been her appearance because despite the eerie eyes and the stiches she was quite pretty and he had come across several people with horrible disfigurements that it no longer seemed weird to him. No it wasn't her appearance. "Hmm? No I don't mind the questions so much but I quite rather get to know you before I start revealing such personal info as my style of combat." Sai said calmly as his mind rushed back to a girl he had met on his journies. She was a beautiful girl despite the fact that she got genes from Kisame Hoshigaki... Ruiko Annu, that was her name. Yellow sharp eyes, short spiky green hair, and covered in scales. But it there a warmth to her, a warm and sweet kindness that clung to her that made it easy for him to get close to her. Sai looked at the girl, no it wasn't the disfigurements... it wasn't how the fog clung to her and gave her a creepy and evil appearance... No it was the coldness, the coldness held behind that fake smile of hers that made Sai feel distant to her.
Sorain mearly raised one hand to Sais to reassure him,"She is good..." he stopped,"Well...not good. She is friendly" he said and then turned to Mikaru,"You stalking me? I meditate daily, why? Because I enjoy the enlightened feeling." He folded his arms, placing both hands inside the opposate sleave. Sorains hair was moist from the fog, laying easily on his shouders. His medical mask in place and his head band crossed over his right eye sorain was in his normal training outfit. A blue kimono with black paints for the fitting,"So...what brings you here? I would have assumed that you had left the mist by now" he added standing tall and walking towards her, looking her directly in the eye to show that they did not frighten him. When you woke up everyday and saw yourself with all white eyes and nopupil from the day you were born, eyes no longer have the ability to look strange to you. Sorain cocked his head to the left,"Hey......how do you keep finding this place!" he demanded,"So help me god if either of you two leak this place i will have your heads" He said turning his back and leaping onto a rock that stood out of the water. He took a moment to look around, the waterfall rushing into the lake made the water ripple constantly and glow with the pureist water one could hope for. This was Sorains special place, the place he came to relax, train, meditate and drink sake!
Mikaru lowered her head slightly, respectfully before straightening out. "I understand your wish to withhold that information. I don't blame you. As for my name you may call me Mikaru." Moving some stray strands of hair from her face she looked towards Sorain. "As to why I'm still here. I have someone here who I know who is rather close to me. That and I also have a temporary apartment before I may move in with him. " Hearing him complain about her finding this place she laughed slightly "You think it's hard to remember where a simple path is? And I would never bring anyone I didn't deem worthy to it's place, otherwise the Natural beauty would be ruined by trash. And the one person I do deem worthy I do think you would view worthy as well." Turning her head towards Daisuke she noticed how uncomfortable he seemed to be, "Don't worry I don't intend to harm you, nor no one else unless I am forced to. As for going to the hospital to get healed, don't worry about it... I can always offer my healing techniques if your training really does resort to needing any sort of healing. She grinned as an afterthought, an almost feral sort of sadistic grin. "And I would gladly give you my head, if you would be able to retrieve it." Her voice was challenging. As she looked to the two. "However, what were you two planning on doing? Train? Spar?" She returned to her fairly normal expression and looked between the two, wondering what sorts of technique both the ninja had up their sleeves.
Sai glanced towards Sorain again before letting out a sighing and untensing his entire body, 'Well if.. Sorain says she's alright then... Meh!' He thought to himself as he smiled and started to look towards Mikaru and Sorain as each one talked in a comical way, "A spar? Well... if you are capable of healing us and Sorain doesn't mind.. well in that case sure!" He said brightly as he unbuttoned his pink floweral shirt revaling a black tan-top a silver chain and pendent, that he quickly took off and stored in his pocket. Sai was a light taned boy with bright blue eyes and shoulder length pinkish-purple hair, hair that eventaully caused him to recieve the nickname 'Strawberry' from the current Mizukage. And although he would never admit it he rather enjoyed being called it. "Well Mikaru, I'm guessing your just going to sit by and watch us as we spar today?" He asked as he walked past her to settle his shirt down on a rock resting not to far away from the shore line, "If so, I guess I'll have no choice but to show you the answer to your question earlier." He said smiling as he reffered back to when she had asked him what his Style was. Yawning he walked back on to the water as he unfastened the black pouch, with the red kenji 'Free' sowed on each side, from the belt of his jeans.