1 A Team Blossoms [Joruri/No Kill] Thu Jul 16, 2015 3:34 pm
Shinako
D-rank
The training grounds were dry and relatively cool, and the field that Joruri had chosen was perfect. She had barely asked her question before Joruri asked her if she was part of a squad. It appeared that great minds thought alike. The two were more similar in age than the other genin in their class, and would be the obvious choice of a pairing.
"No, I am not yet part of a team. I have searched high and low, and been unable to find teammates or a sensei."
She hoped that she was hearing the tone of his voice correctly. If this young man truly wanted to form a team with her, then her long search would be over. She doubted that they would be recognized officially, but if they did good enough work then perhaps someone in town would notice--a benefactor, another perspective comrade, or maybe even a respected shinobi that could take them under his or her wing.
"Perhaps, if you like our efforts in training together today, we could join forces."
Shinako smiled warmly and shed her satchel to the ground as she said this, walking out to take the field with her new companion. Of course, her ideal teammate would have to work well with others, and share some common sense of desire for self-improvement through service. However, even as she thought this, Shinako stopped herself. She wasn't exactly in a position to be making demands of anyone who might be willing to work with her, talentless and aged as she was. Before becoming a shinobi, she would never have considered his mid-twenties to be old, but now here she was, in a mad scramble, grasping at straws to form one of the most basic shinobi units. It was a matter in which, she decided, she could not afford an over-inflated sense of pride.
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"No, I am not yet part of a team. I have searched high and low, and been unable to find teammates or a sensei."
She hoped that she was hearing the tone of his voice correctly. If this young man truly wanted to form a team with her, then her long search would be over. She doubted that they would be recognized officially, but if they did good enough work then perhaps someone in town would notice--a benefactor, another perspective comrade, or maybe even a respected shinobi that could take them under his or her wing.
"Perhaps, if you like our efforts in training together today, we could join forces."
Shinako smiled warmly and shed her satchel to the ground as she said this, walking out to take the field with her new companion. Of course, her ideal teammate would have to work well with others, and share some common sense of desire for self-improvement through service. However, even as she thought this, Shinako stopped herself. She wasn't exactly in a position to be making demands of anyone who might be willing to work with her, talentless and aged as she was. Before becoming a shinobi, she would never have considered his mid-twenties to be old, but now here she was, in a mad scramble, grasping at straws to form one of the most basic shinobi units. It was a matter in which, she decided, she could not afford an over-inflated sense of pride.
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