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Upon waking when when the beams of the sun breached through the window blinds and the heat began to bring him out of his slumber. Carefully maneuvering through his traps, disabling them as he passed by them, he washed, ate breakfast and prepared to head out. He took with him a black cloak, change of clothing, his sword, a couple of projectiles and average ninja tools and his pride. Disabling the last few traps that lay upon his window sill and door, Zeero departed and locked his door. Heading forwards the Kazekage office to request for a mission.

[ Exit ]

Returning at last to the back of the building, Jishaku scaled one of the gutters back to his floor and up and into the window he came out of. Closing it, he rushed towards his room looking at the clock down the corridor. He'd made it back just on time as he'd asked the clone to come back inside. It wasn't long until he heard the clone coming back into the house, turning the lights back on. It then closed the drapes of the window and walked towards the door. It was at this time that he opened the door himself and dispelled the clone, closing the door silently before hand and taking off his boots and the rest of his heavy clothing. After a shower and a light dinner, he went to bed for the night.

Laying in bed, he flipped through the notepad of sketches he took of the catacombs below. It was a network of tunnels he could use to get around the village just as fast as any suna-nin who knew about it could. He gathered mostly ANBU used it for travelling, but knowing the dead ends meant he knew where to hide when they were down there as well. There was no reason to go down a tunnel you knew lead to nowhere when you were using the tunnels to get somewhere as quickly as possible. The tunnels would prove an excellent network of travel for him, and a way to continue skulking around without arousing suspicion. Oh yes, he was enjoying his stay in the Sunagakure quite well so far.

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After a night of rest, Jishaku got himself ready for the day. He ate a hearty breakfast, and opened his drapes to find that once again the sun was beating down on the village incessantly. "Well, time to get a move on." he said to himself aloud. It had now been three days since he had come to the village, and still there was no evaluation test given. Whatever job it was that boy David had, he wasn't doing it right. So, he decided he'd pay him a visit to ask him what was up.

EXIT TO MARKETPLACE.

[Chakra points Total: 151/169]

Exploding Sand Grenade= 3/3
Iron Powder Bombs= 5/5
Shuriken= 16/16
Gold Dust Bombs= 5/5

"This is just too easy."

When the door opened, an elderly man came to the door. He was dressed in the usual garb of a worksmen and had a specific type of rope tied around his balding head, "Thank you for answering child. Peter the Porcupine is a very special creature. He is important to my trade and my livelihood." He looked down at Zeero and smiled seeing he already held gloves, "Good. It seems you took heed to the special memo!" He said brightly as Zeero questioned, "Is there anything specifically that your pet likes. Food? Specific places he likes to be in?" The man pondered before nodding, "Moist, and hot places with water." The first place Zeero aimed to check, popped up in his mind as he nodded, "Understood. I will have your pet back in soon." He said as Zeero turned around before the man called out to him, "Oh, and young man! Be careful! His needles aren't normal. They are about as hard and durable as senbon. In fact, they are nearly exactly the same!" Zeero took this to heart and nodded before departing towards the spa area.

[ Exit ]

Standing in his room Chenglei stretched, breathing slowly in and out as he moved. He had quite a bit on his mind. He'd disposed of his previous life after getting most of his skin burnt off. This not only meant that according to the papers of Sunagakure that a civilian could get their hands on that Raphael simply disappeared, but that he couldn't ask his family for anything. He couldn't fall back on his family's wealth, not that he wanted to at this point. It also meant that Yasashii wouldn't recognize him, and that he'd have to reinvent himself completely before meeting Yasashii again to hopefully be taught by him.

Yasashii was pretty much the only sealing expert in town. Chenglei had been chasing leads on others in the village, and most of them were too busy, or weren't wanting to teach. Chenglei could self teach, but then he wouldn't have anyone to really converse with. The last two months had taken their toll on his psyche, having been unable to converse with the people he normally spoke to. He wasn't able to meet people well, since he couldn't act the same as before. He'd placed orders through his family to have books from distant countries brought into Sunagakure, and read through them, picking up mannerisms common to the countries. He'd spent the last month perfecting these mannerisms to the point they became second nature to him. He'd even taken a distinct liking of them over his previous manners.

Breathing in deeply he brought one hand forward, palm outstretched, and pushed it slowly, as he brought the other one back. He'd read about this in one of the books, and had been practicing it regularly. It was something called T'ai chi ch'uan. Funnily enough, he'd had to learn the language it was printed in in order to read the descriptions around the movements. It was kinda nice. Not only had he familiarized himself with the culture and values of the country, but he'd managed to learn the language as well in a little under two months. He stopped moving once he got into position and held. Motionless he stood there for a little over two minutes. Not a single part of his body moved, not even a slight twitch. One arm completely outstretched in front of himself, palm facing out, the other straight behind him with the hand bent at the wrist, fingers pointed to the ground. After the two minutes, his arms shook lightly before giving out completely. "Kun nan..." He said, rubbing his arms. "I need to practice a bit more. Maybe I could actually apply some of this in battle, if I ever got around to learning it at those speeds." Chenglei said smiling and shaking his head. He'd soaked his shirt in sweat by this point, after several hours of practice. The style was meant as a work out, and it's slow pace was nice for elderly and people who needed to recover from something.

Turning and walking into the bathroom Chenglei freshened up and then redressed in different clothes. "I guess I'll go see about running some missions. I still have my bill to pay back to the hospital." He said sighing and running a hand through his hair. He hadn't cut the back of it, and now it had grown out into a long tail. It was kinda nice, not having to constantly cut it. "Well, here I go." he said, smiling as he placed an accent on the sentence, one which a speaker of his second language would use.