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Drilling Instructions [Mission/C-Rank] Mon Jul 13, 2015 12:20 am
Joruri
D-rank
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He was a fairly experienced shinobi when it came to jutsu and formations. He had been on various missions that took him outside of the village. Why he was going to be teaching soldiers about the basics of a ninja's equipment and techniques, he didn't know but he was going to do it. He had expenses, and those expenses were going to help him win the Chunnin Exams. Yeeeeaaahhhh! He thought to himself while he crossed the village. He had an entire afternoon by himself and numerous squads of soldiers.
How was this going to work? He couldn't even guess as to how, but he'd simply treat them like every other class that he had taught at the Academy. The thing is though, these were actually soldiers, so they'd be around his age or older. Would they really listen to someone younger than them? He groaned at his own sudden negativity. No way was he going to let some random soldiers disrespect him.
He entered the compound. Glancing around, he didn't really know where he was meant to be going. But in a moment one of the soldiers that were standing in front of him suddenly started to make for him, a straight line for him and he watched him out of the corner of her eyes. He could just be walking past me. But it didn't look that way, he kept walking towards him, and when he had come within two metres of him Jo stopped.
His fists clenched and unclenched. What does this guy want? He set his practically frozen gaze upon the face of the soldier as he came closer. He was blank faced, he didn't care for the shinobi's odd glare. He had his own job to do, they both did. "You're here for the training right?"
Jo sensed an undertone to the voice of the man, but he let it slide. Oh, that's what he wanted.
"Where?" It was the only word that came out of Joruri's mouth, and when he got a direction the man's only thanks was a "hmph" and he doubted he was going to see him again in his life. Or at least remember where he had met him.
So... Annoying. He pulled his hands out of his pockets and walked towards the small building that had been set aside for this supposed shinobi training.
On the other side of the Army Compound he could see the soldiers training in their own formations and he slowed his pace down to a stop. He still had a bit of time, right? So he wondered over to them.
The fleeting thought that he was already late to his class left his mind and he strode over to see the multiple lines of soldiers practicing their formations. Some sergeant at the front gave the orders, what Jo had deduced to be the name of the formations or maneuvers, and in what was the largest synchronization he had ever seen, he saw every single one of those soldiers drop their spears and thrust forwards in one hand. They looked elegant, the movements were smooth.
They did it a lot, he could tell.
I wonder if my class will be like that. But then his eyes widened, and he turned around and ran back to the building that he had been heading towards before. Great. He thought to himself as he burst through the door.
WC: 600
How was this going to work? He couldn't even guess as to how, but he'd simply treat them like every other class that he had taught at the Academy. The thing is though, these were actually soldiers, so they'd be around his age or older. Would they really listen to someone younger than them? He groaned at his own sudden negativity. No way was he going to let some random soldiers disrespect him.
He entered the compound. Glancing around, he didn't really know where he was meant to be going. But in a moment one of the soldiers that were standing in front of him suddenly started to make for him, a straight line for him and he watched him out of the corner of her eyes. He could just be walking past me. But it didn't look that way, he kept walking towards him, and when he had come within two metres of him Jo stopped.
His fists clenched and unclenched. What does this guy want? He set his practically frozen gaze upon the face of the soldier as he came closer. He was blank faced, he didn't care for the shinobi's odd glare. He had his own job to do, they both did. "You're here for the training right?"
Jo sensed an undertone to the voice of the man, but he let it slide. Oh, that's what he wanted.
"Where?" It was the only word that came out of Joruri's mouth, and when he got a direction the man's only thanks was a "hmph" and he doubted he was going to see him again in his life. Or at least remember where he had met him.
So... Annoying. He pulled his hands out of his pockets and walked towards the small building that had been set aside for this supposed shinobi training.
On the other side of the Army Compound he could see the soldiers training in their own formations and he slowed his pace down to a stop. He still had a bit of time, right? So he wondered over to them.
The fleeting thought that he was already late to his class left his mind and he strode over to see the multiple lines of soldiers practicing their formations. Some sergeant at the front gave the orders, what Jo had deduced to be the name of the formations or maneuvers, and in what was the largest synchronization he had ever seen, he saw every single one of those soldiers drop their spears and thrust forwards in one hand. They looked elegant, the movements were smooth.
They did it a lot, he could tell.
I wonder if my class will be like that. But then his eyes widened, and he turned around and ran back to the building that he had been heading towards before. Great. He thought to himself as he burst through the door.
WC: 600
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