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Jin took the bun appreciatively and unwrapped it but didn't bite in right away. Sucking his teeth before letting out a heavy breath, Jin shook his head. "Nope. Just trying to build up some stamina. Jogging is great for cardio." Jin said. With a quick smile, Jin brought the bun to his lips and took a bite. Chewing it slowly, pretending to savor the flavors, Jin constructed the conversation in his head. There was a way he wanted this interaction to go and he needed to choose his words correctly to angle it. "WOW! This taste great! Which store did you get it at?" Jin exclaimed.

With his eyes wide and bright, Jin quickly sank his teeth into the bun again. This time devouring the food much faster, using the haste to seem as though the flavor was irresistible. "Thank you. That was delicious! But as I was saying. I'm just building up my stamina and trying to sort together something I've been developing for a while now. The fresh air helps me think better."

((@Zavits: I'll edit it. I just have trouble with certain character types. I have no idea what stoic people are like. I might have seen them before, but no idea how they carry themselves sweatdrop ))
The boy took the bun, stating that he was running to build up stamina before he took a bite. After taking a sample bite, the jogger stated that he liked the taste of the snack, and wanted to know where he could find the store.
"I can take you to the place. It's not far from here." Notwen replied, finishing his bun as well. He crumpled the wrapper and threw it into a trash that was next to another set of benches. The Uchiha nodded as the jogger continued talking about how he was building up his stamina through jogging, then went on to say that he was trying develop something, which caught Notwen's interest. "Something you've been developing?" he asked.

Jin nodded and stood up. Walking over to the trash can, he dropped his own wrapper into the bin. Turning back to look at Notwen, Jin scratched at the side of his head. "Yea. It's just something very basic but a bit complex. I'd show you but I don't want you to get hurt." Jin said. Smiling he turned away and started to walk back towards the town. "So where is this store?"

With a nod, Jin followed behind Notwen. Bit by bit the various pulses of electricity dimmed and stopped until only the simple charge remained. Ever since Jin was a child he had also had an abnormal body. Whenever he walked past things he polarized or magnetized them. Don't matter what he did there was always at least a low level charge of electricity that flowed through him. "Ah. That's the beauty of this. It's show or don't know." Jin said. With kind eyes Jin watched the elf. He had yet to see what it was that made everyone hate Notwen. It was highly possible that whatever it was would only show in his personality in certain situations. Such as being surrounded by potential enemies like in the exams.

(How do I speak like I can defend myself? Stop assuming stuff through the thought actions. Jin specifically does everything to seem normal. Edit?)

Jin stopped and turned to face the elf. "Usually people introduce themselves first before asking for a name in return." Jin stated. His face was turned in a playful manner that he had mocked from a television show he had saw once. It was from a guy who was about to show another person something that he knew would be relatively surprising. "Ready yourself. It takes me a while to get this ready, by the way. So bare with me." Jin said. Pulling his hands to his waist, Jin watched Notwen before continuing on. "But seriously think about this. I'm not joking when I say this might really hurt you. I'm not looking for a fight and I don't want you to get angry at me for getting hurt. I'm giving you fair warning about this. This is a fighting technique that I once saw on a television show program. You will get hurt if it hits you." Jin warned.

Notwen braced himself for whatever was coming. While he took up his defensive stance, he took advantage of the preparation time he had to focus and regain some of his lost chakra. The amount he recovered was not substantial, but it was a start. Looking over to the jogger, the Uchiha flashed him the thumbs up.
"I'm ready. Let 'er rip!"

Hisaki crossed his battered arms behind his head. It was somewhat painful, but what hurt more was the painfully unnerving silence in the hallways as they walked away from the stadium. Hisaki sighed, and followed his friend out of the stadium. Obvious from the silence, he'd done something wrong. Hisaki wasn't sure what, I know it wasn't the sidekick thing. Why wouldn't someone want to be my sidekick? Maybe it's because I didn't show enthusiasm for eating Ziti... Maybe it's his favorite food; he was the only one eating it! Oh no! I've insulted his passion for the pasta! Hisaki grabbed the sides of his face in melodramatic terror as he walked behind his overly serious friend. Hisaki stopped the dramatic face just in time for Yuki to speak. He offered a wager, if Yuki won the fight, Hisaki would give him his sword for the battle. If he lost, Hisaki won a free technique or something. Hisaki wasn't too interested in the wind and gen techniques that Yuki had, but maybe he'd wait until Yuki got something good, then he'd use the prize then.

"Ok, fine, but since you made the wager, I make the rules. The first rule, only use the basics. Punches, kicks, maybe little attacks like a small gust of wind or something, thats it. Second: No items. I know you have like... nothing... but don't use 'em. Third: The first person to land ten clean hits wins. Those can be anything that I listed earlier: Punches, kicks, really basic ninjutsu and genjustu, and stuff like that." Hisaki held up three fingers, and said, "Three rules: Basic jutsu only, no items, and ten hits to win, got it?"

Hisaki walked out of the stadium, and pointed to a nearby park-like area, "And there's the battlefield. There's hiding places, landscape, even things to jump off of and stuff. It's kinda like perfect, y'know?"

Hisaki stepped out into the field, and took a deep breath, then got into the classic Hyuuga style fighting stance. If there was one style of taijutsu he excelled at, it was that. Although he wouldn't be throwing the tenketsu-blocking moves in, Hisaki would at least still do the actions of it. Even without the stunning moves his clan offered him, the attack was made to hit tensuko points, which often lined up with pressure points and other human weak-spots. Gentle fist, as one might expect, is considered a soft martial art. It's not meant to break bones or cause a lot of external damage. However, it's excellent in defense, and redirecting an enemy's blows. Hisaki planned to use this to his advantage.

All I gotta do is deflect Yuki's attacks with my own, then come back with a quick hit. Ten more, and- Ka-KING! Bingo! I win! Hisaki shuffled back, and slacked in his stance. Fluidity was a big part of the Gentle Fist style. Hisaki then yelled to his friend, "You ready?"

"Remember, if I win, I get to use your precious item in my next round. I'm sure that won't be much of a problem, but it will make this training a little more exciting." Yuki called from his position opposite of Hisaki. The Yamanaka has never fought his friend head to head in a no jutsu competition before. They had always used their own techniques, whether to try them out in a sparring match, or to develop those jutsu. Yuki used those matches to pinpoint his own techniques weaknesses, and improve upon them. He is such an enthusiast about his own jutsu that he recorded most of his ideas in a small notebook which he would scribble down a few things here or there. However, after coming to the Chuunin exams, he may use that little notebook for a better purpose.

Yuki didn't waste time, as he darted towards his friend. White Bishop to C4! He called out in his head as he advanced. Knowing a bit about the Gentle Fist Style, he tried to overwhelm Hisaki with a flurry of quick jabs, but pulled back his punches before he tried to even go for a sure fire hit. If I make one mistake, he'll counter it and surely make an accurate hit with a gentle fist! Yuki then hopped backwards before lurching his body forward in one power punch, aiming straight for the Hyuuga's face.