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Death thought about this for a second, What should she do next? Hmm... The best choice was probably to join a cell. Unfortunately, the cells weren't progressing as Death had hoped, but made telling people to try it could help out the cause.

Trying to word it to sound the most interesting, Death advised, "Joining or making a cell would help a lot. A cell is a team of ninja and you all learn from each other and con go on your very own missions whenever you like."

((I'm not sure where the headbands come from, I would like to find out, too.))

Haruko Tsubame
Nameless Village | Medical Ninja | Chuunin

Flying over the village walls and out towards the wilderness, Haruko basked in the freedom that way the sky. She had missed flying on Rei's back, with all the stuff that she had been working on lately, she hadn't had much time to fly around with Rei. But right now, being up here in the air made Haruko feel so relax and free. No examinations, no responsiblities, just time to enjoy for herself. Feeling Rei begin to decend downward, Haruko snapped out of her thoughts and looked at the lovely field before her. The Wondering Plains were a lovely part of the wilderness with many vast hills great for a doton user like herself. 'And its good to practice stealth as well...' Hopping off once she was about 2 meters from the ground, Haruko performed some quick handseals to shrink down Rei's size before turning towards the village as she awaited the arrival of her two students. Tired of flying, Rei landed on Haruko's shoulder and nustled up close to her face.

Shisu finally got to the plains and realized Shusou was already there. Well, darn, she though, bending over, shaking with silent laughter. I guess I shouldn't have stopped to wait at the village gates when I didn't see them leave yet. Shoving her wakizashi back in her boots, she walked over to Shusou and Ka.

"Good job," she said, smiling at the both of them before turning to Haruko.

"So, are we free to spar? No major injuries, of course," Shisu asked.

{{Sorry the reply took so long.}}

Shusou looked at his teacher and nodded. "Right. I'll make sure not to go overboard." He giggled a bit at his joke, not really expecting to give Shisu any 'major' injuries even at his best. He turned to Ka, giving him a slightly worried glance. "Don't get hurt," he said. His voice still held a pleasant air so that only Ka could detect the seriousness of the command.

"Don't underestimate me," Ka huffed. But he knew well enough that when it came to what was precious, Shusou would sacrifice his own life. 'No injuries,' Ka thought, 'Major or otherwise.'

Shusou nodded his head as he took out the tanto Ka had thrown at him in the classroom. He held it in his left hand, blade facing left and out. He took fighting stance and smiled at Shisu. "Alright Sensei, ready when you are!" His nerves were on fire, but his extincts were keen. He felt himself looking forward to a test of his skills.

Shusou nodded, his smile never wavering. But his body tensed. His mind was already in the process of analyzing Shisu's entire body; a side-effect of the intense medical training he had undergone in the Seikon company. Muscles, nerves, skeleton. Shusou had constructed an approximate diagram of the places of Shisu's most vulnerable parts. But there was something off. 'Her stance is so open. What is she hiding,' he asked himself.

Shusou slowly edged his way to the side, his eyes monitoring his teachers every movement. Then, with a burst of speed, he rushed at her, aiming for her left leg, just above the knee, hoping to slow her down. 'She seems fast. I have to give her a handicap,' he thought, as he quickly closed the gap between teacher and student.

Shusou nearly lost his balance as Shisu's right hand darted out to block his attack. 'She's fast,' was all he had time to think before two kunai came hurtling towards him. Shusou quickly spun to the right, jumping off the ground for a second before landing a foot away from where the kunai hit. Shisu was still close, but if she had anymore tricks up her sleeve, he wanted to steer clear.

'Let's try the back.' Shusou slowly edged himself to the right of Shisu, then made a mad dash forward. As he approached his teacher, he lowered his body close to the ground and used his right hand to push off in a somersault passed her. After landing, with his right hand capping the butt of his tanto, Shusou spun hard, aiming at the point just above the T12 vertebral level, an inch or two above the right kidney.

Shusou watched as his teacher felt for her hair. She was faster than him, but apparently not by much. As he readied himself to make another attack he caught Shisu reaching down for two short swords in her boots. His body tensed as he waited for Shisu to approach.

But rather than come at him, his teacher threw one of the wakizashi straight at him. His mind adjusted, but his body didn't. He jumped to his right a second to late. The blade grazed the upper portion of his left arm, just under the shoulder, leaving a large cut.

Shusou let out a grunt of pain, but remained focused. Ka was by Shusou's side in less than a second, a needle having been summoned from the seals on his tongue. Taking the needle, Shusou quickly concentrated a moderate amount of chakra into his fingers, and began threading it into a thick wire. His nimble fingers began working as he stitched up the cut, applying a small amount of healing chakra to stop the bleeding, all within the span of six seconds.

Shusou grabbed his tanto with his left hand. 'The straight forward tactic isn't working,' he thought, his mind going through a number of different strategies. Giving out a small sigh, Shusou decided on something. Making a few hand seals, he hit the earth with the palm of his hand, muttering, "Tsuchi Bunshin no Jutsu," quietly under his breath.

Underneath, the ground began to mold itself into a perfect replica of Shusou. Using the Hidden Mole technique, the clone burrowed its way beneath Shisu, ready to strike.

Shusou himself took a few step towards Shisu. "You're good Sensei," he said with a smile. "I'm definitely glad you're my teacher." He meant it. A strong opponent meant a person who could improve her student's deficits.

But rather than praising her, he really wanted to distract her. He hadn't been subtle; she'd wonder what he was up to with the hand seals. He needed to make sure her mind was on other things. With another burst of speed, Shusou ran toward Shisu, wary of the ribbon that connected her blade to her hand.