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Alright, so yea. They were suppose to go out and hang with the other divisions and all that junk. It sounded like a sound plan. But Momo barely knew anyone even in her own Mist division and now they were trying to kick her out of the bird's nest before she eve knew how to fly.

Fine whatever. She could do it.

She had made her way to the training grounds today. Maybe she'd get in a spar or two. Assess the situation and see what the buffet had to offer to her. There weren't many out today but she'd still scope the scene. Taking a seat on a nearby bench, she sat poised. The toes of her bright red boots digging into the dirt as she leaned forward just a bit, knees closed tight against one another so no preevert could look up her skit. Not that she cared. If they wanted to look that was their business she supposed.

Anyone walking by though would find it hard to not at least glance her way. Her bright blue hair was not easily missed.

Momo had been fixated on a pair of Hunters not too far off who were already sparring. Watching their movement, the flow of their bodies, their weapons. It was kind of arousing honestly.

But her thoughts were quickly snapped back from lala land as a voice interrupted them. Violet eyes shot up towards the guy in what was running clothes and a man bun. A slender eyebrow raised as a tight smirk curled the corner of her mouth.

Pushing herself up off the bench, the short Asian girl put a hand on her hip. Dusting off invisible dirt from her skirt before giving him a wink paired with a thumbs up. "Alright I'm game. I warn you though I won't make it easy."

Kurokoushaku's voice rang deep in her mind. "Is that how we're accepting spar requests now?"

"Just shut up he wants to fight and its what we came down here for right? Right." She gave Matt a quick little look over. "You gonna fight in that?" The running clothes seemed to leave a bit less to any kind of protection. Not that Momo was any expert on proper attire to fight in.

She grinned wide. Taking his hand and giving it a shake. "Momo, Mist division. Usually not on duty anywhere and I'm not sure I could really help you with anything. Unless you like...play a guitar or something I guess." Even though she had been on the island a few months, Momo hadn't quite found a niche for herself just yet unlike Matt.

Although infirmary work didn't sound all too exciting. So she'd probably skip looking in to that kind of stuff.

"Yea, would hate to tear up something expensive I suppose." It wasn't like they couldn't afford to buy new things but a well liked piece of clothing may or may not be available to be replaced in the end. Especially if where you got it from in the first place no longer existed. Best to just avoid all chance of it happening. Unless you were like ambushed or something and had no time to change clothes. Not like there were any phone booths just sitting around.

Momo eyeballed his spear. It was...awfully pretty. "That's an interesting weapon." She summoned her heavy blade. A few inches taller than her with a serrated edge. The handle sported a sea serpent totem wrapped about it. "Ready?"