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[Pass]
The boy kept running. Unfortunately, he was running out of steam and would need to take a breather. Besides, his legs were getting sore and he didn't have any medicine for that. He kept going, regardless, and ran down the grove. That is, up until the time he saw a stream of water. Thank goodness for it! Batsu skidded, once again and stop a couple of feet away from the body of water.

[Fail]
Without hesitation, Batsu took of his shoes and soaked in the coolness of the water. He sighed a huge sigh of relief and wiggled his toes in the water. "Oh yeeeesss... this feels awesome!" The boy placed his shoes on the bank of the stream. He was gonna be here for a good spell. As far as he was concerned, training can wait.

[Fail]
Btsu was feeling great. He was in a calming state of mind, his body was relaxing, and... the best part... he was alone. There were no noises going on, other than the sounds of the forest, and even that wasn't even bothering him. He just looked up at the canopy above and smiled as he saaw birds and such go from tree to tree.

[Fail]
Well, since he was in the water, Batsu thought it best to get to get as much dirt off of him as he could. The boy removed his shirt from on him and threw it into the water. He splashed the article of clothing around before pulling it up and wringing the water out of the shirt. After which, he repeated the process and wrung it out again. He didn't mind putting the shirt back on, but as he went to remove his shorts another hissing sound appeared.

((HOLD UP PROD!

What the hell is the training? DC?


Also it has been against the rules for some time to roll and then leave the post blank. Especially when interacting with another person.))

Masa strolled into the grove. With her recent apprehension of the scroll thief she was feeling pretty unstoppable, and in the mood for some training. There were many options open for her, swordsmanship, blocking, ninjutsu. The Grove was her oyster, and she intended to crack it open and slurp down every bit of training she could handle.

It was a relatively relaxing day for the school principal, not that he actually did any work so it was quite a mystery how he managed to still hold on to this position. Well, if you asked Andou, he might not tell you, but he would definitely have ideas that he wouldn't share with you. His gypsy friends would be less taciturn and paint tales of a council conspiracy keeping him in a position of relatively low power, and yada yada yada. But anyway, the most recent batch of students were going through their genin exams, and those who weren't were just training at the academy. During his lunch break, Andou saw fit to take a walk.

Occasionally, he would come to the Grove as he was now. When he was younger, he would do it out of a pursuit of some ideal of strength. But Andou had given up on that quickly. He still maintained his current level of strength, but he was no longer as gung ho about power as he used to be. Some say that it was a change for the worse. As Andou was appreciating nature and carefully avoiding the training shinobi, he caught sight of an ANBU just watching as well. Or maybe perving on Masaraku...

"Hey, I remember you," he said, approaching Shizoni respectfully. "You were watching my spar with a student once, were you not?"

[you gotta poke me when you post!!]

Andou quirked his eyebrows. "Oh, Hiru's under your tutelage now? He's certainly a great fighter. He stood and made himself comfortable, trying to pick out parts of the scenery to enjoy while Shizoni checked him out, in a nonromantic way of course. It made Andou a little bit uncomfortable, but he was trying to be polite.

Shizoni's next question made him wary though. "Oh?" Andou said, watching his words carefully. He didn't want to lie, since this ANBU probably had sharp senses honed through his much more recent training. But at the same time, Andou wanted to preserve his image. "Yes, I was academy teacher for a while. I was assigned to that post after Mistress' invasion."

Yes, and I am the wielder of the Daiyanagiba, Andou wanted to say, but refrained from doing so because those swords really couldn't be compared together and also because wow... the Great Sushi Slicer.... WOW....... Discovering his heritage had been good and bad for him in many ways. But it wasn't appropriate to be bemoaning his ancestors now. Subtly, the atmosphere had shifted into something that was, while not threatening (yet), different. Andou could sense an impression being formed, one that was not entirely favourable.

"Yes. That," he said somewhat reluctantly. It seemed a lifetime ago. It would have been had Andou successfully achieved ascension with the sage. "They were false charges, though they never caught the true culprits." He stopped there, since Shizoni didn't seem to want to speak further on the subject. He still wasn't sure what Shizoni the person and not Shizoni the ANBU, if they could really be separated, thought of the council.

[You could also poke me on messenger smile ]

Andou shrugged. "I wouldn't know where to start," he said. Or how to dig without coming to their attention, a more dormant part of his mind supplied. Besides, it was odd but he wasn't too concerned about it anymore, as long as they didn't try it again. Probably a by-product of the sage's influence. He should probably put some precautionary measures in place, though. He would have to talk to Batou and maybe Zirca.

"My name is Saitou Andou." He looked at Shizoni now, just to see if there would be any change. Any reactions no matter good, bad, or insubstantial were relevant after all. "And yours?"

Andou blinked after the chill running down his back finished its course. He didn't recognise the name, but it was probably because the guy was likely to have been streamed into the ANBU at an early age. And he was a Swordsman too. His CORAL experience was piddly in comparison. Imosarada? Potato salad ran through Andou's mind, rather inappropriately. Fortunately, his emotions weren't very in-tune with his face and he managed to stop the smirk before it appeared.

"Should I?" Andou asked, growing warier. "You haven't given me a reason to yet. There's no reason for me to fear an ANBU member at this point of my life... Imosarada-san? Or Hozuki-san?" Speaking of which, shouldn't he have an ANBU code name? Eh, whatever. Andou didn't know much about the Kirigakure ANBU.