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 Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 9:17 am
Rina laughed as she told the janitors how Akura had came in the window, noticing the eraser she had set at the door, the lecture he had given her, then how he sat and fell. "I had such a hard time trying not to laugh at him. Oh I can't wait to see how he's gonna train me!!!" As she said that she accidentally slammed the hammer too hard, making a dent on the part of the wood she was putting a nail in. "Uh, oops. Sorry about that."
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 1:54 pm
((My bad >.> I deleted the post Lol.))
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:18 pm
The trio of janitors laughed ferociously, the elder laughing the longest as tears came to his eyes. "Oh man, you are a hero now." The shortest, and youngest, janitor exclaimed, giving Rina a thumbs up. They were soon back to work though, the elder carefully watching over Rina's own work as well as his own. "Well, I hear Akura is a taijutsu specialist. And that he despises most forms of ninjutsu. But I'm sure he would teach you near about anything if you were to ask. The kid is a training freak, he stops off at the hospital at least three times a day just from training injuries alone..." The man sighed softly, looking toward Rina with a gentle gaze that held years of wisdom. "But. Most kids that train under him end up dropping out before they become genin too. Like I said, he is a training freak. If you are not serious about becoming a shinobi..." There was an awkward pause, before with a loud bang! Rina interrupted the silence as she dented the wood of the chair inward with her hammer. The elder janitor, with a sly smirk, placed a finger to his lips. "I wont tell if you wont..." Taking the chair from Rina, he worked the wood until the dent was almost completely noticeable, his wrinkled hands flying across the wood with the skill of a master. "So, are you serious about this? There are other, less dangerous jobs around here..."
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:28 pm
Rina blinked at the janitor's question, taking her awhile to realize what he meant. "You mean being a ninja? Well, its what the whole village had wanted me to do. I suppose they're still sour from the few buildings I "accidentally" destroyed. Oh and maybe I went overboard when I took some ninja scrolls from a Jounin. But I'm happy that they placed me in the Academy. Its been so fun so far and I know being a ninja is perfect for me." She finished a chair, even going so far as carving the Sand symbol on it. "Hmm, can you make sure this chair is given to the cute sensei? Its my way of saying sorry for not placing thorns under his old chair." She laughed as she said this.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:41 pm
"I'll be sure to deliver it myself." The elder man exclaimed, patting Rina on the back as he laughed once more. Looking back at the three chairs Rina had assembled, the janitor smiled, offering a hand to help Rina down. "Well, there is your quota. We can handle the rest, just make up an excuse for why you finished so early. Something along the lines of working extremely fast should do it." The man paused for a second before continuing. "And remember, whatever you destroy up there, we have to fix down here in this dark, windowless room. So next time, think of the poor janitors that have to clean up after you."
(Danananana, SHORT POOOOOST~
-Breaks out into dance-)
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:49 pm
Rina smiled brightly and bowed in thanks and respect. "Don't worry. I'll make sure to destroy something next week." The scary thing about her statement was that no one was ever sure if she was serious or joking since she always talked with the same cheerful voice. "Goodbye gramps." She ran off, searching for Akura.
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 1:45 pm
Rina frowned as she couldn't find Akura. And it was getting boring. She looked out of the window, seeing the Tower of the Kazekage and had an evil smile on her face as she left the Academy and headed towards the tower.
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 5:32 pm
Nik walked into the academy. He really had no reason to be there. He was a chuunin but he just wanted to see the academy students. He looked around the halls and classrooms. He had seen many students almost his age. "Well, that's a shame." Nik said to himself.
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 12:25 pm
Sora quietly walked through the front doors of the academy. To her dismay, somebody was standing in front of her. And even worse, he was wearing a headband and he seemed about her age. What a disgrace. An academy student, at age fifteen. But could anybody really blame her? She hadn't really entered the village until recently, when she was five. This was actually the first time she was entering the academy. She had waited ten years in order to brush up what little skills she had so that she wouldn't completely flunk herself. Hopefully, the wait had been good enough.
She brushed past the other boy, accidentally bumping him in the shoulder as she passed. "Ah, Sumimasen." She said quietly, bowing as she just stood there. She normally would have walked away, but that didn't seem... polite. He was of a higher rank, she assumed, and to disrespect those of higher rank, as she had heard, was incredibly rude.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 12:58 pm
The door creaked open again, showing the white haired head of Tanzu Zamni. He sighed, seeing the teacher wasn't there. Grasping his head with both hands, he walked forward, taking a place on one of the desks. The wind was howling outside, driving sand into the already beaten up building. He started to count the seconds go by on the clock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock...
"AGH!" he groaned, getting up to pace. 'The hell is he?!' he thought, starting to hum a tune. That soothed him a little. No matter how stressed he was, he always knew a new song that he had never heard before. It was the only thing that he liked about himself, basically. The seconds still ticked by, bringing silence other than his humming...and the Hachibi's snoring in his head.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 8:01 pm
A sand storm appeared,then disappeared and the kazekage appeared"I'm sorry to keep you waiting so what do you want to learn first"She asked
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 9:05 pm
Tanzu cursed, shocked at the Kazekage's arival. "Jeez...took you long enough," he said, rolling his eyes. He thought for a moment, going over his options. He had adequate control, with a few bumps in the road to fix. He knew the starting jutsus required to pass as a genin. Wind was his element, but just controlling it with his baton was enough...eyes glinting, he stared at the woman, fierceness in his eyes. "Teach me how to control 'it,'" he requested, pulling up his sleeve to show a tattoo that looked like teeth marks. Really, though, "IT" was Hachibi.
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 9:12 am
(apparently you dont have it)
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 10:36 am
Tanzu nodded, closing his eyes in concentration. It was easy enough for him. Most of the time, he didn't like to think so much. To him, it wasn't cool. Soon, all he felt was the darkness of his soul...then a light, which grew in rapid progression. He was staring at the beast of Hachibi, who had a toothy grin, once more. "Yo..." it said, tentacles swishing in excitement. Tanzu stared at it, mouth a scowl. "Well, what're you doing? Gimme your power!" The ox just stared at the boy, a frown creeping onto his huge and seeping mouth. Truthfully, he wanted to see what the boy would do if he had such power..."Fine. Here ya go," it said, darkness creeping to the boy...
Tanzu screamed, in absolute pleasure...
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 10:46 am
(... the hachibi hasn't even attacked yet, it hasn't been sealed inside your character stare ... )
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