As it turns out in his odd entrance into Suna Otto was arrested temporarily for disturbing the peace. When he thought that he was playing in a fountain he was actually rolling around in the sand disturbing the various people around him(Hence disturbing the peace). The ninja let him go for several reasons the first being that the sun could get to the best of men. The most important reason was because his kage was there on a “friendly mission” The emphasis being on friendly seeing as how the Mizukage was a man and The Kazekage was rumored to be extremely hot. Hell, even he was curious then again jurou said he went there for business not pleasure so he was inclined to believe him. Trusting the kage even on the smallest of things was a major sign of respect when coming from Otto. However, Otto was inclined to believe that anyone who would take that job had to be ready to give up their life for the sake of the village, that may even be in the job description. Jurou knew this when taking the job and if he ran from this as Otto could imagine most would. Otto would personally escort him to heavens gates, that is assuming that hecould in fact bet jurou. That in itself was a puzzle how strong was this kage was he stronger or weaker than Hikou? Was he even strong enough to be kage... but then again was any kage suitable. Which kages were strong and which ones were weaklings put in charge of things because they could be controlled easily It. Wow he was getting in deep territory did anyone deserve a job that they were casually expected to throw their lives on the line for a country. It was honestly extremely sad if one did what was expected they would die. If they didn’t they would be written in the history books as a pure coward. However, what he had yet to think about was the fact that as a ninja a lot of the same things were expected of him he would expected to choose the village over his life, and he imagined that this would be an easy choice for some but for him it was infinitely difficult. How far did his patriotism go; did he love his village more than himself, or was he the same selfish coward he had accused some many rouges of being. In the end it is easy to say he would stay, but the question is would he stay. Otto looked at his fist then balled it up he wouldn’t be forced to make that decision he would get strong enough to save both. What happened to Kiri would never happen again. Otto walked into the Sunagakure training grounds and set up a dummy. He had to get stronger, tougher, and faster; the best way to do that would be to learn taijutsu. Otto began to kick the dummy the kicks were hard and strong but even Otto could see they were inaccurate, tiring, and fluctuated in stregth. He had a lot of work ahead of him if he didn’t get any help.
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It was a sunny afternoon in the Hidden Sand nothing out of the norm there but there was a new visitor in town one that probably wasn’t used to the desert. Ezra walked to the training grounds and collided with a couple of the younger kids, genin, Ezra could tell. Most kids his age or younger were genin, at most chuunin. Ezra was a special case. “Why are you guys leaving the training grounds so early?” Ezra asked. “There is an outsider training there.” They replied. “Did he do anything wrong?” Ezra asked. Even if there was an outsider why would they just up and leave the training site? It was a curious situation that Ezra would look into no matter what. “No -” They said as Ezra replied “Then what is the big deal? Did you at least welcome him?” It was obvious they didn’t by their faces and actions. Ezra waved goodbye as he walked past them to the see this visitor.

Ezra entered the training grounds and spotted a familiar face. He couldn’t quite match a name to the guy’s face but Ezra definitely saw him some where before. ‘That’s right.’ Ezra thought to himself and snapped his fingers. ‘That is the Hozuki that me and Razor met in Konoha.’ Ezra examined him as he walked over so he could be absolutely sure. Ezra began to wave and called out for the guy’s attention as he got even closer. “You should slow down your kicks for the time being. Strength is good but the destructiveness that comes along with it means nothing if your accuracy is off. By the way do you remember me?” He was hoping the stranger would remember him. After all he was quite curious about the hidden sand when they had first met and Ezra was probably the only person from the sand the stranger had met besides Razor.

Otto kicked hard at the dummy hoping to topple it but at the same time knowing his attempt was futile. The dummy was strong and although he had basic skills in taijutsu he was not good enough to take down a wooden dummy without enhancement. The thought of this filled him with rage; He kicked at the dummy again with a burst of strength born from his hatred of his own inadequacy. As the kick flew Otto hears faint snapping noise causing him to completely lose focus. With a quick motion Otto leg pulls him in 2 complete circles before Otto is able to catch his momentum and stop himself. Otto is quiet for a second then with no warning he regains his composure and looks at the jonin who caused the noise. He look him up and down the suddenly realization set in, “Oh you’re Ezra Kari...something... sorry I’m not good with last names.” This of course was only partially true when he came to a superior he would often refer to them as sir or mr. but with someone who does the same job as him he skipped the honorifics and went straight to first name. Otto noted on the mans advice saying, I haven’t had much practice at this side of the battle I generally use a sword as you can probably tell,” he says this and simultaneously gestures at the two katana on his back.”Otto half smiled then said, “So you’re a professional? can you do any better?” This would definitely steer their conversation in one of two ways; if Ezra knew as much as he claimed he could help Otto learn, but if he was tooting a horn that was nonexistent they had nothing to say to each other at this point. Otto would not hesitate to leave if he thought this guy wasn’t legit it wasn’t a matter of rudeness but Otto was very serious about his training and would not tolerate a prick wasting his time although this guy didn’t look like the average prick. He had an air of confidence about him that made him believe that maybe he was legit all along. However, Otto’s personal feelings didn’t matter he moved out of the way and gestured for him to show his might against the dummy Otto expected a rather interesting demonstration and would settle for no less than extraordinary he wanted Ezra to knock it out of the park because to be honest he had no chance at learning taijutsu without a teacher. “Test your might,” Otto said this with a smile chuckling at the video game quote. He would evaluate the ninja’s skill especially since he brought up the problems in his style he would be certain to bring up the problems in his if there were any.
1001/3000

“Alright Hozuki. Check it out.” Ezra said still drawing a blank with the first name. He didn’t feel as bad though because his last name was forgotten. It seemed that Ezra and Otto were opposite when it came to their name problems. Ezra set up in front of the dummy even though he much preferred a striking post. It was a bit more challenging. “Don’t wanna’ pull anything.” Ezra commented as he limbered up. He knew it might have looked a bit pathetic but safety first. Right?

Ezra bounced into his usual fighting style which was, well, bouncy. He bounced on a mixture of his toes and the ball of his foot. This was a little lesson on the basics which Otto seemed to have a little knowledge of. “You always want to be ready to move and for that you need speed and control which this stance is for.” Ezra followed that saying by slowly picking up and bending his right knee, shifting his weight to his left leg, shifting his body to the left and extending his right lower leg out so that he reached his foot over the training dummy. He held the position the roundhouse kick had set him in as he explained. Boy did Ezra have great control of his body. If taijutsu gave him one thing, it was that. “Practicing kicks, slowly, will improve accuracy and stretching and limbering up your legs improves their range. Putting that aside with Taekwondo it’s less about strength from the start and pulling it out at the end. If you noticed I brought my knee up bent, and then I unbent it and finished the kick extending my lower leg this creates a snap and strength with a new destructiveness.” Ezra explained this because it wasn’t something he hadn’t notice coming from Otto’s kick.

Ezra then brought his foot over and down on the opposite side of the bag. “Back Kicks are a different story.” Ezra couldn’t quite explain it but he would demonstrate and it would fit the test of might Otto was talking about. Ezra used his left leg, his weak leg, to execute a reverse roundhouse. He kicked at where the dummy’s ribs would be if it had. Ezra sent the training dummy thrashing about the ground at least five meters away. “Is that mighty enough?” Ezra asked.

Otto watches the jonin intently noting on his every movement; He was genuinely interested in what he could do... although the stretching was kind of weird then again he wasn’t the teacher.so who was he to judge the mans exercising. Otto saw the flawless kick on the dummy and an uncharacteristic look of surprise crossed his face. The Special jonin Looked at his own legs then immediately began to stretch them out. The guy knew what he was doing, and Otto had no choice but to listen if he wanted to learn; despite his general dislike of playing follow the leader. This dislike was obviously absent when referring to his kage whom he would make no serious moves without approval from. The ninja straightened himself out for a second kick Otto continued to atch determined to learn Ezra’s fighting technique. He finished limbering up and watched as Ezra explained the kick step by step. Otto by nature listened intently hungry for the knowledge that Ezra spoke. Otto then watched him perform a flawless back kick Then jokingly refer to his might comment. Otto chuckled then said with a smile "just mighty enough”. His smile faded as he asked, “Can you teach me?”
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