Akazukin was a chunin and had some knowledge that she deems worthy of sharing to the next generation. However she would not object to any of the more experience member of the shinobi world joining. It is never too late to learn some new tricks in this line of work. Being able to improve one’s self is always an honorable goal, though there are often those who are too prideful to learn under a person of her rank. Older member also may fight it embarrassing to come to such an area as anything but a teacher.
Akazukin posted notices in couple key places such as the academy bulletin board, the Toroano dojo. The class would be held in the academy training grounds. There were several training dummies around her with each having a paper talisman placed on them. She set to to go off due to different forms of triggers. Hopefully she will get a student to arrive before the one on a timer goes off. Each dummy was nicely spaced so that the going off of one would not inadvertently trigger others; a chain reaction like that would really ruin her class. This might be her first class, but she would like for it to go off without a hitch.
Akazukin posted notices in couple key places such as the academy bulletin board, the Toroano dojo. The class would be held in the academy training grounds. There were several training dummies around her with each having a paper talisman placed on them. She set to to go off due to different forms of triggers. Hopefully she will get a student to arrive before the one on a timer goes off. Each dummy was nicely spaced so that the going off of one would not inadvertently trigger others; a chain reaction like that would really ruin her class. This might be her first class, but she would like for it to go off without a hitch.
It was by chance that Tatara had noticed that there would be a class held at the training grounds of the academy. No, that is not right, he had planned on taking a stroll through the academy building for a change, but there was something that took his attention when he was looking at the bulletin board. And it took his attention because it was from a person he knew, what a refeshing change, someone he knew personally and not just trough paperwork. The rest there had been uninteresting and so he would make his way over to the training grounds to see what was going to happen. And even if he didn't wanna admit it, he could probably learn a thing or two from it. In his head he could already hear that voice again.
The small teen let out a loud, audible sigh as she sluggishly treads foot onto the school's grounds for the first time in quite a while. She had graduated herself long ago and had hoped to never have to come back, she found it all quite boring and laborious and was thankful she was innately gifted enough to move through this phase quickly. Alas, good things tend not to last forever which brings us to the reasoning of today's trip. As she was technically still recovering and as a punishment for ignoring her doctor's orders on more than one occasion, she had been tasked with "learning" how to teach for the sake of her future.
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