Soragakure's current Academy, where young shinobi and kunoichi come to learn about their profession, and become Sora's next generation of leaders and guardians.
Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 10:34 pm
Ronnel had tucked the folder for the mission that he had received underneath one arm, a light smile on his face. For some reason, teaching seemed to sit well with him, at least the thought of it did. He was apparently going to be taking over the lessons for one of the younger classes for the day - it was unlikely that anyone he knew besides the instructors would be in this class. Thankfully there was going to be an actual Academy teacher in the class to provide oversight for him, so he didn't go too far or mess anything up too badly.
But first, he had to report. He headed inside the Academy - and that was something he didn't think he'd be doing for a long while when he had graduated not too long ago - and made his way to the principal's office. When he got there he held out the paperwork for the mission that he'd got from the secretary, his credentials for what he was doing here. The old man who was in charge of the school flipped through the folder and grunted, before telling Ronnel where to go for the job.
Five minutes later Ronnel was standing outside of the classroom that he had been assigned to for the day. It would be interesting to see what the students were like - maybe some already had plans on what kind of ninja that they wanted to be, maybe he would help inspire someone to choose their path today? Either way - or any way that the day might turn out - the next step was going to be entering the classroom and meeting the students.
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 11:08 pm
The day had gone surprisingly well for Ronnel. He had started off by asking the students what they already knew - which wasn't a lot. The class that he had been assigned to teach was for second year students - children really, not ready yet for shinobi life. They had been awed when another shinobi came in - their teachers didn't count since they saw the Academy instructors as teachers first, ninja second, if ever - and had clamored around him until he got them all to sit back down by replacing himself with one of the ones at the back of the crowd, and repeating several times until they got tired of swirling around him. Once that had been done he had introduced himself, and the actual lessons had gotten under way.
The main focus for the students right now had been the Henge technique, but first, he was supposed to tell them what it was like to be a shnobi. So he had sat down and waited until they were looking at him intently.
"Dangerous." Confusion had broken out over their young faces - it was easy to see that some of them had decided to become ninja for the prestige of the job -or at least, what they thought was the prestige. This was probably why the mission existed, to disabuse them of that notion before anything bad happened to them in the field. "I am one of the shinobi who gets to deal with the aftermath of our job perhaps more than any other would, a medical ninja. I study how to heal, because if not for me and people like me, many ninja would never make it home."
"Make no mistake children, ninja walk with death every day, even in the safety of our village. Disaster could strike at any moment - the recent attacks proved that, even when conventional thought would say that our home village is safe." He had looked around the room, taking in their reactions. "It's worse out on the job, you never know when something unexpected will happen. You could be on a simple C-rank with your team to clear out bandits, and a bunch of B-rank and A-rank shinobi could attack without warning, or one of the monsters known as Bijuu could appear. So, the life of a shinobi is dangerous. But worth it - you'll know that you are making the world just a little bit safer for everyone else here, for your friends, your family. Dangerous, but a worthwhile life." After that had been discussion of the things that various types of ninja did, how the Summoners mastered contract usage, the weapons users with their million and one unique attacks, and of course, mednin who came in when all was said and done and put everyone back together.
And of course, he had given them some additional motivation for learning their technique, the Henge - if they could pull it off, they could surprise and scare their family with pranks if they weren't expecting it, after all, who expected a pillow to tickle you when you walked past it?
His day of teaching done, Ronnel headed back to the office as the sun set, to pick up his payment for the job.
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