Akira had been summoned to take stock of a new member of the village, it seemed that he would be giving a more private class once more. though honestly he didn't mind at all. This time it was to test and understand the abilities of the person in both the Jutsu they used, what they understood, and how the combinations worked. He knew full well that this would be a slightly more challenging task. As he wandered through the corridor of the Academy allowing a few moments to look at the classrooms before making his way to the training yard, this was an outside class.
As he stepped outside and looked around, it seemed that the practice area was now open and it had been cleared up for the lesson, as Akira moved around to the room, he made sure that everything including the targets was up to scratch. He allowed himself to instead then take a position in the training ground, standing in the middle of the day, he let the sun gently warm him as it was a very different day to what he was used to. Normally shielded from sunlight inside of the Hospital it was a nice change to do something like this to judge someone's worth.
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As he stepped outside and looked around, it seemed that the practice area was now open and it had been cleared up for the lesson, as Akira moved around to the room, he made sure that everything including the targets was up to scratch. He allowed himself to instead then take a position in the training ground, standing in the middle of the day, he let the sun gently warm him as it was a very different day to what he was used to. Normally shielded from sunlight inside of the Hospital it was a nice change to do something like this to judge someone's worth.
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From the inn he was staying.. he would empty out his backpack and look towards the disguise he had with him, debating if he should or shouldn't wear it... Slowly he would mull things over as the voice sounded from inside him. ' So why are we inside of this dump hole again?' If was the voice of the create that had chosen him as a vessel for the power in return... Something Shion was grateful for and with that was able to see. "Because this is still a home... Not the world's best but still one." He commented before looking over the colors again and decided he would go along with it. He wore his disguise He had placed an earring in and placed tiny red markings on his cheeks, his hair just an off-color from his real hair, and the green contact lenses were in.