Ninpocho Chronicles

Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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Sweaty Training Montage [Open RP]

Shuusui Ruri

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It had been a little under a week since the small blonde girls life had changed for the better. She'd moved into a new home, one that was both above the ground and not filled with creepy med-nin with a fetish for torturing people for their own gains. She'd spent almost every waking moment of the past week working on her room to make it look a little less cold and a little softer and more welcoming. During that time she quickly came to the conclusion that she was terrible at manual labor, or rather, was of such weak constitution that she was put to shame by newborn kittens. Knowing that an exam was right around the corner she couldn't overlook that kind of glaring weakness, especially with the way she liked to fight it was very counter-productive.

She didn't wish to take any kind of classes on the subject of training her body and instead she'd opted to look up some training methods in the library, there were a plethora of books on the subject much to her delight. The girl ended up opting for some of the more primitive methods of body building often used by athletes outside of the ninja profession though tweaked them up a little to suit her needs. it had required some gathering of the strangest exercise equipment the village had likely ever seen. Firstly was the overly sized and rather heavy Sledgehammer that she'd taken the time to make safer by vulcanizing a thick rubber layer over the head, next was a thick, burly rucksack that she had taken to filling up with large lead balls. Only a couple for the time being but she'd planned to up this number considerably as her body got used to it. These, of course weren't the only things but they're the only objects she'd been seen publicly using so far.

It had become a daily routine for the girl to train her body to exhaustion, all in the pursuit of bettering herself and taking her mind off of a certain food item that she craved. Early in the morning the girl would emerge from the foot of the kage tower wearing both her training clothes, consisting of little more than short spats and a long, baggy white shirt and her training equipment, backpack and hammer all attached to her back and with that she would start with a run through and around the village on the surface, the constantly rising sun beating down on her and getting hotter and more torturous, at midday she would reach her second destination as the sun hit is crescendo, the academy training grounds.

This had slowly become her favorite part of this little exercise regime, it didn't feel particularly good, in fact it was down right bone breaking and inhuman that a girl her size could even keep it up the way she did. Then why did she enjoy it so much? When she arrived at the ground, a group of people had already started to gather near the spot she had been using for training, a small indentation in the ground giving but a slight indication of her previous days here. She moved past the crowd of mostly young males, some who didn't even attend the academy had managed to find their way in with a little help.

Being so Vein Teke didn't care much for the audience, in fact she down right adored the attention, not that she let it show, giving not a single one of them even a moments glance as she came to her spot. The crowd today was quite large, double the previous days and she was feeling a little bold, with a sigh she let drop the bag from her shoulders which landed with a stone shattering thud, them quite slowly she lifted up her white top and tossed it to the side, letting out a sigh as she now stood there with just her black sparts and matching sports bra. "Sure is fuckin' hot today." She said out loud for the gawping audience to hear at most all of them now stood slack-jawed att the near naked female who was lapping up the attention happily.

She proceeded to give the onlookers a bit of a show as she stretched herself out though would finally pick up her makeshift sledgehammer and get to work. First she would lift the object above her head before bringing it down and striking the ground, the rubber head preventing to much damage without lessening the effects. She would continue to do this over and over again, getting herself into quite the hot, sweaty mess in front of the crowd of now definitely all males who had slowly started to circle around and watch her intently. "Mmmm, I'm so hot and sweaty..." She teased, It amused her how they were all just so happy that a girl was letting them be so close her and how enthralled they were with her sweat drenched body, puberty is a hell of a drug she figured, though it would be interesting if someone at least tried something a bit more bold, if only it was to give her an excuse to zap them into peeing their pants.

[ooc - Sorry for the relative wall of text ;-; I suck at starting threads but hopefully I put something in there for y'all to work with!]
 
Ehh...it has been a while since he was here. Which could have been said about a lot of places in Suna. Though this was one of the places he was looking the least forward to return to...though he imagined the fact one of the teachers finished without much warning for such a long time wasn't that much of an inconvenience int the grand scheme of things. He let them know he'd be gone...it just kind of went a lot longer than he intended. Still, another place and another group of people he failed, if eve so slightly. He was mostly worried about his students...though perhaps he overvalued just how much young academy students can grow attached to a teacher? Maybe they bearly noticed? Hmm...was it worse to leave and cause a visible impact, or to not be noticed at all?

A lot of things went over Harupia's heads he wandered the halls after returning for the first time. After a bit of discussion with the headmaster, and a good telling off (which he did deserve all things considered) he was luckily enough welcomed as a potential teacher again. While he could be eccentric, it was hard to deny his talent in Ninjutsu and explaining it to others...so he was told. Part of his mind feared it was more due to his potential connections than his actual skill, but whatever the reason, he would be glad to get back into the swing of things. he just wondered how his former pupils were doing. And as he wondered, he wandered the hall's just to see if he maybe would bump into some of them.

He didn't have quite that luck for some time. Perhaps they were in classes, or maybe they were traning...which did lead him towards the direction of the training grounds. As he approached it seemed there was quite a crowd there already...approaching closer he could start to notice why. A lot of young boys observing...very intently... As someone else was training. That someone being a girl he would say was probably closer to the top of the age of a typical student...ans wearing something that he could only assume was not quite up to the dress code of the academy...

As Haru was mulling and wandering the halls, one of his former students had been busy training himself. Though the training was a bit more...rough and tumble then Teke's, no real booksmarts in it. Just more of the classic pushing up, throwing fists and kicks around. And to round it up, a good old game of "steal some grub from the market and not get caugght" Lucky for him he managed to pull it off today...he was getting better at evading the Shawarma vendor. Though it did make him detour a bit from his goal which was the training ground. He usually tried to avoid it when not in classes. He had enough of listening to the teachers in class, he didn't need them butting in afterward. still, he decided to stop by since he heard some of the guys talk about some hot chick standing in the middle of it almost butt naked and swinging a hammer. He was half tempted to smack them in the head to stop talking crap, but the curiosity was still there.

By the time the boy entered the grounds and was closing in on the crowd, the girl was complaining about how hot and sweaty she was... And he had to admit, the stories did deliver. He could see all the other boys simply stare at her as she talked to them. He decided to be a bit more forward. The young boy, also 14 years old, clad in a slightly dirty looking brownish vest, its hood on his head, and with nothing else underneath approached Teke saying "That probably means you doing something right...though is swinging a hammer all day really that good training? If you want to be a blacksmith, sure...but we're gonna need to deal with moving targets eventually won't we?" he asked, grinning at the working out girl. A clear air of confidence and bravado around the boy, which he honestly seemed to believe. Perhaps a bit too much for his good.

Haru looked at the scene from a distance, seeing the boy come from the side and recognizing him quickly. Seemed Kenta did grow up a bit...at least in a body. His personality though...he decided to watch from affar for the time being, just to see how this would develop.

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(OOC: Quite along post myself, hehe. Kind of switched gears at one point. Speaking of which, some Visual aid for Kenta:
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Sousuke would emerge quietly as he usually would. Since changing Teke's accomodations he seemed to be slinking back into that concept of being a father figure, or a big brother. He was never quite sure which he was when Okibi was present in his life. Given the void she left, and left her son Aki, Sousuke had become a father figure for that boy too. It was always an odd thing - being a father figure or a older brother to someone who was not naturally related to you. There was a great deal of teasing being who he was and how his responsibilities seemed to stack up more and more. Before coming to pick up Teke, Sousuke had been teased by an old ... frienemy? Yes. Shizune liked to call herself that. More friend these days now considering all things. Sousuke needed to start doing this thing called 'Dad jokes' which he did not really understand completely. He also needed, as per her instructions, to get himself a wife now. He was a man with baggage she claimed. Riiight. Okay. Baggage. Whatever that meant. Sousuke himself was an only child. He sort of got the concept of a sister's love through Shiori, when she was what he called normal back then. That sense of love wasn't quite right. He always thought it was adoration for a family member, but no it was the sort of love one would get from a companion of sorts.

Sousuke would be almost instantly covering his face with his hands when he did manage to see what was going on here. Oh why. Why. Why. Why. Eventually his hands would slide down off his face. Oh. Great. Grand. Excellent. "Teke. I gave you a backpack with training clothes. What happened to them? You know. The mesh suit with the rabbit?"<i></i> The crowd seemed to look at their liege lord now with a confused and concerned look. Yup. The Kazekage was present. Sousuke if anything hated his sometimes celebrity status. The crowd would in time disperse, sort of. This left Sousuke shaking his head. Oh yes. There would have to be a good explanation for this. He was waiting for it.

In the crowd he did spot Harupia present, he would wave to him as he would make his way over to him. Sousuke would be seen rubbing his temple. He was clearly not that pleased with Teke's ... inability to listen to him. "Good to see you back at work."<i></i> He spoke to his long time friend. "Everything where it should be? Or too much of the same?"<i></i>
 
It had only been a few days since she'd started this method of training but as of yet, no one had dared approach her directly. Intimidated by either the amount of beauty she possessed, how much skin she was putting on display or the giant construction tool she was swinging about like it was a totally normal thing. She was very much not against people talking to her, she enjoyed the ogling but as long as they didn't act like pricks she wouldn't have to zap them till they wet themselves. Today would be the day however that one of the boys would come talk to her which made her squee a little internally though she kept her sultry visage on the outside. He began by questioning her training methods which she had expected on the first day if she was honest, the fact that it took this long spoke a lot about the current crop of male shinobi. "Can't deal with moving targets when you don't have the stamina or strength to do anything once you have them, right?" She answered him back, still swinging the weapon about wily nily. "This kind of workout strengthens your shoulders and back, both important for being able to punch hard." She added matter of factly, pretty much parroting the stuff she'd read in the library, same for the bag full of weights, though that was more a whole body workout than specific muscles.

It was at this point a very unexpected visitor arrived on the scene and immediately started to scold her, well, in his own way at least but it seemed he didn't approve of all the skin she was showing that was certain. She let the hammer drop to her side and leaned on it pretty casually for someone addressing the Kazekage and she pointed just a little behind her. "I don't wear the bag when I'm working the hammer, dad." She said with a faux pout and those that were within earshot that hadn't already left found themselves becoming about fifty shades paler after hearing what she just called that man. "As for the suit, I figured there was no point in getting it all dirty just for manual training stuff." She said with a shrug. "Plus I like how all these guys just fawn over me like I'm some kind of pretty princess when I show just a lil skin." With that she stuck out her tongue with a cheeky giggle, knowing full well it was more than just a little and turned to those still looking and winked. If nothing else she was having fun mentally torturing these poor, young souls and took quite a bit of pride in how easily she'd amassed this many with just her body. "At least this one had the confidence to come talk to me." She said whilst pointing at Kenta, who was almost as equally nude. "The rest of you could do with manning up a little if you really want to live in this world." She got a little more serious with her little speech at this point but that was all part of her teasing too.

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Kenta's smile turned into a bit of a scowl as he watched her continue to work with the hammer, looking at it, and then her body...hammer and at her...hammer and at her...not ogling the bearly clothed chick at all, no siree. Just watching her muscles move as she moved...strictly analyzing her workout with his keen mind. He raised his hand a bit, flexing his own muscles to say "True that...though I seem to be building up stamina just fine the old fashion way...where did you get this workout from anyway?" he asked, while one of the boys in the in the crowd said "What do you care Kenta, stop bothering her! Your probably making her feel sick with that Palais stank!" with another one soon chiming in "Yeah, why is a street rat like you even let in here st..." though both were soon confused with Kenta grabbing them by their collars and shouting "WHATS YOU PROBLEM YOU PIECES OF...shit"

Before things could escalate much further Harupia made his way from the training ground entrance to the group as he said "Mm...I'd though disciplined would improve when I wasn't around...Or you weren't expecting teachers around, hmm?" he said in a calm, but stern tone, much unlike his usual voice. The boys did let go of each other with Kenta saying "Harupia-sensei... finally decided to stop by?" a hint of bitterness in his voice.

As all this went down another adult entered the scene...and boy did things escalated quickly. Sosuke, the steward himself, was going there, addressing the girl...aperently he gave her something? Harupia simply bowed his heading meeting saying "Well, I'm just returning, but it's good to be back. And it seems like not much has changed...I guess the other teachers calling me to soft on you guys didn't do a good job when I was away hmm?" he asked addressing some of the familiar faces. Kenta ignored that for bit turning to Teke saying "Our Kage gave you a training suit...with a bunny on it?" a bit of a smile curling on his lips.The smile kind of faded as she started talking...addressing the Kazekage as her dad. Harupia's eyes went wide, starting to move his head between the two. As Teke spoke more, quite clearly teasing the other boys around he couldn't help but chortle a bit. Well...seems Sosukes new protege was quite carefree indeed.

As she finished, praising Kenta, if a but offhandedly, he grinned wide before one of the kids from before said "Well maybe he could be brave enough to show up in a class and try to pass it" provoking another outburst of Kenta as he tried to knock him down...stopped by Haru quickly as he said "as hot-headed as ever are we?" making the young boy grumble and the other one laugh before Harupia said "I'll be sure to give you a chance to show Kenta and everyone else just how much more you know them him" staring at him with a small smile, and an unblinking intense stare, making the child gulp. Seems his little gauntlet for people who acted up still had some infamy. Kenta stepped back grumbling before asking Teke "So where did you get the idea anyway?"
 
The exchange between Harupia and Kenta was ... well a curious one. In all the time he knew Harupia he never quite had heard him use that tone on the boys before. It was a strong one. Harupia was usally a bit of a ... well humored man, but beneath all that humor was something else. Sousuke did not see Harupia teach before. Maybe he had that thing they called a 'teacher's voice'. There was a professional air about Harupia when he was with his students. Sousuke would continue to observe this as he and his student exchanged more words, some awkward stares, and a few confused ones too.

Teke on the other hand. Most of the things she said most of them were met with that sort of 'I'm very disappointed in you' look. Sousuke himself was giving Teke a rather subtle glance indiciating his disapproval. "Bags you don't wear. Mesh-grade suits you do wear. Especially when fighting, sparing, or even yes using a giant hammer. Dirt is not the issue here. I clean my suits easily enough and there are things out there worse than sweat. Try demon innards and or blood. Yes. It takes me six hours and three plasma cleaning cycles to get it done."<i></i> The fact she was so proud about the young students getting so excited about her showing flesh made him give her an even colder stare of sorts. "Haaaah... no. Just because you have skin showing does not necessarily mean you attract people. I've had to work my way out of a mob at Soon's before of women who were pinching me, and saying very odd phrases about how they wanted a lack of clothing from me."<i></i> Sousuke was ruffling his own hair with both of his hands. It was annoying. Very annoying. His expression which there was not much of, went to deadpanned. How he got out of that mob? Well most of it was doing that one thing he did not like overly doing being hyper social with a bunch of people he did not know. Yes, one of them said he had nice looking pants. They would look better being on that person's floor. Oh why. Why do people say such things in public?

"Hand me the hammer."<i></i> Sousuke held out his hand. While Teke had grown quite attached to the hammer, it was time to do something about it. His fingers closed slightly as he expected her to very much indeed to simply hand it to him. It might be an amusing sight to see the Kazekage with a mallet.
 
Seems it wasn't just Sousuke who'd decided to intervene on the little show of theatrics as another man, clearly a teacher arrived on the scene just as things were starting to escalate. Teke would use this moment to speak to the two onlookers who were trying to pick a fight with the young man that had come to her, a grin that looked less than sweet dressing her lips. "Why don't you boys run on home hmm? I'd hate to burn this place down a second time. After I make sure you're nice and trapped inside of course." She spat at then sinisterly and clearly caring little for what her words would entail.

Her attention was quickly grabbed back by the young man and the Kazekage however, so she could not relish for too long on the effects of her words on the young boys. "Yeah, it's a very cute suit actually, which is why..." She answered first toKenta and then turned to her dad "I am choosing not to wear it for things that are not official. I am doing self-training, outside of my classes so I think it's fair I wear normal clothes, plus it's hot, plus I like feeling the sun on my skin." She explained to him very matter of factly and looking up at him like the cheeky little brat she was. She once again turned to Kenta and smiled. "I got the idea from some books in the library, I was looking up exercises athletes and body builders use and came across this little method, primitive but effective. Excuse me for a moment, however."

She took a step toward Sousuke with a scowl, about ready to give him all her attention for the moment. "You think I don't know about things being hard to wash out? You think I haven't had strange gore all over me before?" She unconsciously licked her lips as her mind started to wander a little bit to the cause of such stains. "They're kids, skin is exciting to most of them but thanks for the confidence boost pops. Seems your flock of harlots really taught you well how to talk to a lady, hmm?" She jabbed at him and smirked. "At least I am smart enough to not let my mob cop a feel." She added, physically prodding at his stomach this time with a chuckle.

She would then take a few steps back and shake her head. "I don't think you like my hammer and you're just gonna take it away from me, so why should I hand it over." She now turned to look at the other grownup in this situation, Harupia. "You won't let him take my toy, will you? He's being a meanie!" She pouted cutely with big, yellow puppy dog eyes.

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Haru didn't show this side of himself to often...it was hard o says if it was a genuine part of his personality, or just a very good impression of his father. Still, he quickly noted at some point a bit of a more rigid stance did hep keep the more rowdy class in check...especially once he came up with some „exercises” to tire out any particularly resistant elements. It seemed the young lady had a bit less patience, resorting to some...quite startling threats „H-hey, don't let her talk about stuff like that Haru -sensei!” one of the boys turned, trying to turn the tables on the girl „The academy just got rebuilt...A-and students died then!” Wasnt it some asylum rejects who set the academy on fire before?” Kenta pounded, the whole incident being a bit of an unknown to a lot of the Sunan population, at least the general populous.

The topic shifted from morbid to cleaning of demon blood...so not too far of. It seemed like a somewhat...typical discussion between father and daughter, funnily enough. Kenta only scoffed a bit at Teke’s reply, to which Haru said „I did tell you there is a lot of interesting stuff to read about Kenta” earning a bit of a comical glare from the young student. Ehh...boys will be boys he guessed

Teke seemed to be of the same mindset, though in a different manner. Her comment about gore was..not quite something he knew what to think of. All in all, he was witnessing the Kazekagebeing talked down by a rather young girl...and one who didn't mind invading on some personal space. As Sosuke asked for the hammer from her, which she declined...As the table was turned to him, he could feel a few set of eyes on him. Coughing he would say „Well, that hammer of your’s is something...quite risky for a student to have. Unless our Kage-san gave it to you...and to be fair, your not exactly being nice to in return...anyways, I think you guys had enough of a show for today hmm?” he added the other kids before saying „Unless you guys want your parents to find out your ogling you classmate.” which did have enough of an effect to have the boys scrambling. All expect Kenta who stood there before raising his hand and asking „Can I have the hammer?!” smirking at the crowd...provoking a sigh from the Sand user.

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Sousuke's expression somewhat soured. It was slight but present. "Sun burn."<i></i> He first countered on the matter of her not wearing her armour. He was listening. Sousuke was very good at listening. Next came the ... harlots? "Mmm. No. The only thing they taught me was to handle things carefully in public in a foreign land. They were not harlots either. Thrill seekers trying to make five minutes of fame in their very boring lives. Being me is a very difficult thing. I am not an attention seeker, rather an attention diverter."<i></i> His eyes shifted over to Harupia at that point. "I suppose you lucked out that you weren't there for that one."<i></i> Harupia knew Sousuke did not like mobs. He especially did not like mobs that constituted of people he did not know or did not like. "Bet you would have liked watching that too."<i></i> Yes. Sousuke suspected Harupia would have really enjoyed watching Sousuke being a cordial well spoken and mannered man fighting his way with words out of a mob. It was artificial and manufactured. "Had to work that ... thing you call charm, which you've always had in ... spades? Yes. Spades. Many. Several."<i></i>

Sousuke still made the gesture for her give him the hammer. "I did not say I did not like your hammer."<i></i> Did Teke know that Sousuke was a master blacksmith? Seemingly not. "The hammer."<i></i> He was not going to stop asking for it. Not only was Sousuke a master blacksmith, he was proficient with all weaponry. He was a Journeyman after all. It was expected of him to every fighting style when it came to weapons.

Harupia dispersed the loud children. Sousuke was glad for that. There seemed to be a general concept to go and poke fun at others. If Harupia had not interevened, then Sousuke would have and that would have been perhaps something frightful. Idle threats and perhaps a long monologue about how they were a disgrace to the family and the first men as a whole. There was one thing to have your parents disappointed, or a teacher for that matter. The Kazekage? That could be terrifying. "I suppose if Teke didn't want upgrades to the hammer to increase smashing potential and to improve the handle on then by all means do give it to Kenta. It's not like I was at all going to help your beloved instrument of destruction."<i></i> There it was the disappointed tone. Yes. Sousuke would look back to Harupia now, "Now then, did why don't we let these two play with their primitive weapons. I constructed some new weaponry that is elementally charged. Would you like to see?"<i></i> Then came the indirect taunt.
 
She narrowed her eyes at the young boys, now properly on the verge of wetting themselves and with the dirtiest, shit eating smile she could muster making sure to put emphasis on her dagger-like teeth, she whispered. "I am the Asylum reject." She maintained eye contact with them for a brief, silent moment before promptly turning back to who she believed to be the people that mattered.

Without even having to utter a word, Teke would give Sousuke a look that clearly spoke the words. "Really, bitch?" Of all the things he could be worried about with her being all scantily clad was the suns harmful UV rays. Perhaps it was because she was now quite a pale girl thanks to her forced underground accommodation or perhaps he was showing off his fatherly side, alas Teke wasn't one to back down when she had a reason to sass someone. "I was born in and lived in the desert for my whole life, I'm quite a bit resistant to sunburn... I wouldn't mind getting my tan back now that you mention it though." She mused matter of factly as she now picked up her hammer and put it over her shoulders with a smile on her face as she now watched the remnants of the crowd scarper to the holes from whence they came, leaving the four of them, plus a few stragglers who were actually training here and there.

"What's this sudden fascination with my freakin' hammer?" She asked the group, half confused and half disbelieving the things she was hearing. She'd never really took to memory that Sousuke was a tinkerer and smith so she never really put that together straight away. "I literally melted a blob of rubber onto the head to make it safer and last longer... It's a training tool, not a weapon, it's too... unwieldy for combat..." That very thought seemed to spark something in the young girl's head and she turned to look over at Kenta and nodded before tossing over the large, heavy object with little thought of the danger it could cause. "I don't mind if you wanna try it out for a bit, just don't start crying if you tear something." She chuckled and stuck out her tongue just in time to catch her papas quip about upgrading the hammer and leaving to go view some new things he'd built, which further lit a fire under her very vague idea.

"You know though, that hammer is totally not something I'd use for combat, It's too long and unbalanced like I was saying but, I mean, if you wanna help me out I have some ideas I could draw out for you or something?" She'd both ignored and fell for the taunt without even noticing it, the excitement of her idea filling her mind, though not enough to completely distract her from the surroundings. "Since you seem to like showing off your creations anyway, it should be fine right?" She beamed happily unsure of how willing he really was to just get handed projects, assuming her adorableness was payment enough like the egotistical creature she was. With that, all said she returned to Kenta before he managed to actually hurt himself. "I can show you how to use it if you don't want to injure yourself, though regardless it will hurt since it is designed to tear your muscles just enough to promote growth." She was feeling like quite the little busy body right about now, she was of the opinion that it suited her like this.

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Harupia blinked a bit as he heard the girl shout at the scared kids...Asylum reject? What was that supposed to...as Sosouke spoke about the whole encounter, the man smiled a bit saying „I dunno, I think I'd like to be around for that. I could lend you some of that charm of mine...maybe try to take a bit of the spotlight away from our great Kage” he said jokingly...though there was a question of who exactly the women were...well, and in what age range the thrill-seeking women were. He decided not to comment about the Sunburn comment...after all, they were living in a desert. Hard to avoid it regardless.

As Sosuke spoke further, it seemed that the hammer was not something he gave to the girl, but rather something that she found o her own. Well, it made sense for her that Sosuke wouldn't be giving someone under his tutelage to dangerous of a weapon to wield around...the logic was conducted by his offer to upgrade it. Kenta made a bit of a childish put as he said "Wait, so this isn't a Hammer made by the Kazekage?! Dangough” he chortled a bit at the sudden toss as Teke decided to share the weapon with him. He did stumble back from the throw...but it didn't take much time to adjust, holding the hammer in both hands with relative ease „Dang sure is heavy...I'm sure I'm sure you were looking forward to seeing me get all squished under it huh?" He said in an almost taunting fashion, sticking his own tongue out at her as he swung the hammer once.

The sand user couldn't help but smile just a bit...for all his shortcomings when ti came to attention span, brashness and being able to memorize a Jutsu, Kenta was a strong boy...freakishly strong for a kid his age and his build...if he could only curb that bravado of his...it already cost him at least one exam attempt. The nursing made him react a bit late to Sosuke attempt of catching the girl's attention. As she spoke after him Harupia chuckled saying „Well, you know I'm not much of a weapons user myself Sosouke-san, but you seemed to catch someone attention here” They were interrupted by a loud yelp as Kenta was swinging the hammer from side to side, and just before the spoke, he overestimated the sheer weight of the hammer. Sighing a bit Harupia said „Well, seems my hot-headed student is one step ahead of you teaching Teke." Kenta rubbed his shoulder before saying „Bah...it's nothing I just got over enthusiastic. If I can't handle a bit of pain I won't be a good genin once I get my headband right teach?!

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"If you're going to be a member of my household, you are going to have a respectable weapon."<i></i> He stated. Teke might not have known it but the Takahashi were weapon masters. They knew how to forge weapons. They knew how to use them. They fully knew the strengths and weaknesses of each weapon brought to the table. "Even training tools need to be respectable in appearance, and honed to properly carry the gravitas in a real situation."<i></i> Sousuke would answer in kind. He would hold his hands behind his back. The more and more things began to unwind, Sousuke would listen to how her weapon was unbalanced. That was of course triggering Sousuke somewhere in the back of his mind. When Teke had offered some ideas for the weapon, Sousuke would nod his head. "Visuals are easy enough to execute, for the most part..."<i></i> Sousuke suspected that Teke did not have a strange fascination of having to coat the weapon in nothing but spikes, which in themselves were weapons but were oftentimes problematic. Especially when spikes coated the handle.

Sousuke watched next as Kenta swung about the hammer. There was something unwieldy about it, but hey Kenta was perhaps not used to using a bludgeoning weapon. "I did... didn't I? That was of course my end goal but -- yes ... Kenta might have just pulled a muscle or damaged himself."<i></i> What seemed to be a frown might have appeared on Sousuke's face. It was temporary but it faded once again unto complete neutrality. "I'm rather certain that was ... something."<i></i> He spoke in contest to Kenta's remark that it was 'nothing'. "Pain is a good teacher of course but ... purposely putting yourself through it might not be in your best interest. I'm certain you wouldn't want to miss my ... hands on approach to crafting one's own weaponry?"<i></i> Sousuke from time to time would teach at the academy, when he could that is considering his schedule was ... always plotted that much ahead for him. Sousuke knew the appointments he had for the next three weeks.

Sousuke in his attempt to ... mould Teke would next displace his weapons. He held out his hand and a sword would appear in his hand. Sheathed it was but it crackled with electricity. The sparks flew skyward and would disappear. Following that he would lower his hand and in his other hand was summoned another sheath. Flames crackled from the sheath and much like its twin the embers went skyward before burning up into nothingness. Heat radiated from both. "I haven't even unsheathed the weapons yet - but do I have your attention?"<i></i> He spoke as he attached the sheathed swords to his sides.

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Rito slowly opened a door leading to the academy's training ground. He peeked one eye passed the door gripping it with his hand on the same side. iI that... Lord Kage! The boy thought to himself, widening his eyes before tensing them back up again. Hey, if I get him to train me there's no doubt I'd become strong. Rito gulped before walking out from behind the door. He was calm just a second ago and even as he began walking towards the Kazekage, but something about the sound of the door slamming shut behind him made the boys heart race. Man, oh man! Am I really going to ask the Kazekage to be my teacher! There's no way he'll say yes! Rito was almost 2 meters away before making a sharp turn towards a couple of target post. I know! I'll show him my talent first! Rito reaches into his kunai pouch pulling 2 at a time in an attempt to show off. Pulling his arm back and then throws them, bit unfortunately misses the post entirely.

"Tsk!"

Rito gritted his teeth. Damn, no way I can embarrass myself like this in front of the Kazekage! Let's go, try number 2! His thoughts roared as the boy pulls another 2 kunai from his pouch and throwing them. This time only 1 kunai hit. Damn! Damn! Damn! I did better but it was just a fluke. I should stop playing around and start at one. Though... The boy began to turn his head to look at the Kazekage, but quickly stopped himself to keep throwing kunai. While the ferocity at which he through the kunai seemed impressive his eyes were almost ready to cry. He's probably already lost interest...
 

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