Fighting had become a daily occurrence for Taiho it seems. Ever since his bow out of the Chuunin Exams, he had either been fighting, training or resting to fight some more. It was a welcome change from the rather lackadaisical lead up to the Chuunin Exams themselves. Now that he thought about it, he probably should’ve trained a bit more before heading into said tests, but that didn’t matter anymore. He had promoted and had been entrusted with more responsibilities, even if he had gotten disqualified because of his mental instability. He understood that he would have to get it under wraps eventually. The higher ups in Iwa would not appreciate a dull or uncontrollable blade. He was practically skating on thin ice if he didn’t get his shit together.

Stepping out into the mid winter day, he grimaced at the sun that attempted to accost his face with its presence. It was still far too early in his opinion, but a fight was a fight. He couldn’t just turn one down even if he wanted to get a few more hours of sleep. It wouldn’t take him long to reach the grounds, his body limbering up as he moved. He would often slap himself in the face to knock away the crust and the sleep, his actions psyching him up into a frenzy that would only be matched by the fight he was going to undertake. By time he had reached the ring itself, he was ready to face pretty much any challenger, his mind in full focus and belief that there just wasn’t anything out there that could stop him.

He ignored the first fight that was going on upon his arrival, the details and participants were nameless mooks as far as he was concerned, their styles not even worth observing for future reference. The two would take their sweet time however, dragging out what was essentially a spar into something tantamount of a epic slugfest. It drained his patience and eagerness to fight the longer it went on, but thankfully this was only but for a few short minutes before the judge finally called the match and both fighters proceeded to exit the stage. Taiho would shoot both a rather dull look, patience worn thin with such lackluster entertainment. Stepping into the ring himself, he’d limber himself up again by bouncing on the balls of his feet. He still did not consider himself truly ready so soon after the exams, but more data was necessary to determine just how much he needed to improve.

Glancing over at his opponent, the young nin had apparently also participated in the exams, on a separate bracket all together, but he was there. Apparently a wielder of fire if the videos were any indication. It still amazed him that the elements could be wielded in such a way in these lands. Back home they were more utilized in each warriors weaponry, but here. They wielded them like gods. This knowledge excited him, he would learn their secrets, and grow stronger in the process.

A smile crossed his face as he and his opponent were introduced. His hands clenching as he spread his legs about a shoulder width apart. His eyes dulling as his mind began to race. His blood was pumping. His excitement was growing. It was time to put his training to the test.

Post WC: 565
Mission WC:565/1500
Bonus Ryo WC: 0/1200 (+300 Ryo)
Bonus EP WC: 1,141/5,000 (+2 EP)
Topic EP WC: 0/12,500 (+5 EP)
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