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Matsumi snuck through the alleys of Konohagakure. The dark shirt, long sleeved shirt and her black pants allow her to blend with the shadows. Her blue hair was pinned and hidden underneath of the wool hat she had on, and she wore shoes that were padded on the soles; She had added the black cotton padding in hopes that it'd quiet her steps. Her eyes were dark red in the absence of sunlight, and that was just how she wanted them.

She already knew where she was going to break into, all that mattered was how to get there. Snorting, Matsumi let a thought slip through her focus. 'Curfew my a**.' She refused to be trapped in her home like some animal in it's cage. Her eyes darted back and forth, trying to see anything that posed a potential threat. If she was discovered, Her father would most likely murder her.

A bit of doubt wormed it's way into Matsumi's mind before she could extinguish it. 'What if they catch me? What will I do then?' She could think of nothing, but had come to far to turn back. 'I just won't get caught then.' Matsumi nodded, her resolve hardening. Erasing that last bit of doubt, she continued to make her way to the shop.

(Sorry K, Chains' post is for her introduction to Yarotai more than actually sneaking about. Right idea though.)

Yarotai was mentally beating himself up for not keeping better track of time as he made his way through the Konoha streets. His hands were clasped casually behind his head. There were likely a couple of his students still making their way homes due to his error. He just hoped that none of them would get in too much trouble because of him. Though if they mentioned the name of their teacher most of the patrolling Jounin would probably just send them along without too much reprimand. A dock in his pay would definitely not come as a surprise in the following month.

As the young man rounded a corner into a side alley leading to his apartment he found his body running into something that normally wasn't there. Looking down the shinobi found a dark haired kid in all black clothing. The brown haired man of five foot eight inches took his left hand from his head and placed it down on the childs', more to check for a headband than anything else. His right hand also came out from behind his head down to his side by his kunai pouch instinctively. He wasted no time in addressing the object, "Um, excuse me. Who do we have here?"

Yarotai recognized the shakiness in the childs' voice as one of two things. Either she was a mischievous kid out sneaking around after dark, or she was a spy infiltrating the village. Given that she hadn't tried to pull a weapon on him or try to pull a tough guy routine, it seemed to favor the first option. The young man suppressed a loud chuckle that wanted to come out for fear of undermining his own authority. His right hand still stayed on his kunai pouch just for good measure as he took a half step back and removed his hand from her head. With the increased distance he leaned over slightly to get a better look at the girl. He spoke after a few quiet seconds of staring, "So Matsumi, accidentally fall asleep in the meadows? And now you're trying to sneak home so your parents don't find out?"

Yarotai nodded with a faint grin beginning to appear on the edges on his mouth. That chuckle still wanted to explode out of him for how readily she went along with his story. The mischievous joys of youth were not lost on the young man. Though most of his mayhem was to get the attention of women.

He straightened up once more and turned with his back to the girl. He made sure however to not remove his right hand from the kunai pouch or actually take his eyes off of the child. The last thing he needed was to be duped by some sort of expert infiltration ninja and get stabbed in the back. The young man cocked out his left elbow towards the child as if offering his arm to a lady, "Well then, Matsumi, we should probably get going. As long as you stay with me no one will question you being out right now."

[exit to Konoha Housing]

(Chains you can make your next post either here or in the Housing. I'm sorry for trying to speed things up but as soon as Yarotai drops her off and gives her the first Academy lesson I'm going to move RP time along.)

Tomorrow would be the day of reckoning for him. He wasn't sure how many students would be there, since the amount of available manpower as of late was very small... but surely there would be a good amount. Either that or the village would have to start conscripting students. That wouldn't be all that bad in reality... but it would cause a number of problems for those that weren't used to it. Perhaps they would be better served if the village was more like the temple? It seemed to run smoothly enough.

Rest post, +1 hp

In truth, he was afraid of going into class tomorrow. He had never really had any chance to interact with other children before. His entire basis for interaction was based around adult men and women who were already trained killers. It wasn't really a friendly environment to be raised in, but it was effective. Of course, other children terrified him. They had strange rituals and ideas; beliefs that Kiyoshi couldn't understand. They were so weird and foreign to him, and yet they lived in the same village as him...

Rest post, +1 HP.

The morning came with the normal amount of worry that any child would experience before their first day of class. Even so, he still had to do something to calm his nerves. Being panicked would be rather embarrassing for his entire order. To compensate, he turned to his form of religious readings, his scripture. It was said that to truly gain knowledge you had to gain wisdom from their true meaning. He pulled out two scrolls, one to read, the other to be used as a copy. Surely in copying the scripture, he would gain some form of insight into the words, and in the same breath calm his nerves.

Analyzing Scripture
1d20+Wis
DC 8
Success: 0/10