Flashes of light bounced through the halls this afternoon. They signaled the arrival of Jomei, who was carrying an old pentax camera he received while on a mission. Photos of life in motion filled his film reel today. The fire of youth was burning bright, and he was ready to become a full-fledged ninja. On top of so much camera snappage', Jomei was getting physical with his opponents, as of late. Perhaps he was ready for some Taijutsu 101. Like the countless students who came before him, Jomei placed the pen to the mark. Let's do this.
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Requesting Taijutsu 101 Please.
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Requesting Taijutsu 101 Please.
Walking out of the class, Kurohebi sees a portion of one of the girls from the class whom have just taken a turn in the hallway, while walking to the designated location he would wonder if there would be any personal information required to register into those classes. But as he arrived to the board it seemed to only require a name and his presence. Odd, but works better for him that way either way, considering that he had no actual home left in the village, his comrades has either died or are missing presumed dead and the majority of the village doesnt even know who he is. He signed his name as Kurohebi with a period dot at the end and left the academy, now he had something to do on monday, all thats left is to find what he could do until then.