1 Mihoko-Sumimoto: Debriefing [ Serah | Plot | Invite Only ] Sun May 29, 2016 10:40 am
Aqua
D-rank
It was the day after the Mihoko-Sumimoto Capture the Flag game that occurred at the small area in the Land of Fire that they had termed ‘The Battleground’. It had been simply a piece of elevated land with a river flowing past it, ending in a waterfall, and two castles erected on each side of the river, with the geography of the place almost symmetrical across the river. Historically, it was a relic of years past, from whence two clans of warring samurai had begun fighting within the Land of Fire, and Konoha’s ninja had ultimately been the one to end the conflict in a bloody manner, leaving neither from either samurai clan alive at the end of the entire ordeal. It was one of the less known facts about Konoha’s history, but given that it was necessary, considering their conflict was ruining the land’s economy, the governments didn’t try to explicitly hide what they did as criminalistic either.
“We totally kicked ass, didn’t we?” Keishi boasted as he, Aqua, and Matsu walked, arranged in a line in that order, towards the The Battleground. The three of them were currently heading there to adhere with the twelve o’clock deadline that their sensei, Sumimoto Kyudoka, had set for them, as well as their opponent, Serah’s team, or Team Mihoko, in order to brief them as a group about their shortcomings, what they could improve, as well as what they had done perfectly (that last one he had phrased in that exact manner, so they at least believed they had done something that was ‘perfect’ in their sensei’s eyes).
“Oh man, I totally loved the look on Junichi’s face when you and Aqua double-teamed him and knocked him out,” Matsu continued. “Hirotsugu had absolutely no idea that we were triple-teaming him and Junichi, and he was just fighting me and holding me off and trying to stop me from going after Serah and then – bam! – Keishi jumps in and he starts going backwards. I swear, that’s the first time I’ve seen Hirotsugu retreat in a battlefield!”
“Well, he was being overwhelmed by two people,” Aqua pointed out. “He had to regroup and recalculate his odds against the two of you, otherwise you would have taken him out easily as well.”
Keishi slapped her on the back. “I think you’re missing the point, Aqua! We made Hirotsugu flee! The great, mysterious Senju who always plays around with our team with his ‘skill with the forest’ and we made him flee! Oh man, I am never letting that one slide!”
As Matsu snickered, Aqua shot him an encouraging smile. “I’m sure you both mark it as a milestone in your respective books. However, don’t let this get to your heads. I don’t want you to get complacent the next time we fight.”
“Oh come on, we’ll just use a slightly different tactic, and they won’t know what hit them!” Keishi boasted. “Team Sumimoto!” he said, his right hand moving into the air and swiping to the right as if he were smoothening it out against an imaginary, airborne plate bearing their team’s name. “We’re going to be legends some day, you just wait!”
“Yeah, and then my dad will have to acknowledge I’m something special,” Matsu grinned. “That’ll show him! I don’t have to follow him to get strong!”
Aqua watched her teammates interact with each other, the two of them descending into the further details of their fight with Hirotsugu Senju that she had little interest in. She fell out of step with them, walking one step behind them, and the two of them continued chatting. She always did this whenever the two of them began to grow increasingly talkative with one another, and she was somehow caught in the middle – try as she might, she couldn’t bring herself to be as open as they were. Words simply didn’t flow out of her mouth the same way it did theirs. In some aspects, she supposed, it was one part of the Yin and the Yang of their group, just like how Aqua was the brains and they were the brawn.
The three of them arrived at The Battleground earlier than expected, at around ten minutes to twelve, so it was no surprise that the place was still deserted. Upon Aqua’s suggestion, the team walked over to Mihoko’s Castle, where they would wait for Team Mihoko, as well as their teams’ respective senseis.
WC: 768
“We totally kicked ass, didn’t we?” Keishi boasted as he, Aqua, and Matsu walked, arranged in a line in that order, towards the The Battleground. The three of them were currently heading there to adhere with the twelve o’clock deadline that their sensei, Sumimoto Kyudoka, had set for them, as well as their opponent, Serah’s team, or Team Mihoko, in order to brief them as a group about their shortcomings, what they could improve, as well as what they had done perfectly (that last one he had phrased in that exact manner, so they at least believed they had done something that was ‘perfect’ in their sensei’s eyes).
“Oh man, I totally loved the look on Junichi’s face when you and Aqua double-teamed him and knocked him out,” Matsu continued. “Hirotsugu had absolutely no idea that we were triple-teaming him and Junichi, and he was just fighting me and holding me off and trying to stop me from going after Serah and then – bam! – Keishi jumps in and he starts going backwards. I swear, that’s the first time I’ve seen Hirotsugu retreat in a battlefield!”
“Well, he was being overwhelmed by two people,” Aqua pointed out. “He had to regroup and recalculate his odds against the two of you, otherwise you would have taken him out easily as well.”
Keishi slapped her on the back. “I think you’re missing the point, Aqua! We made Hirotsugu flee! The great, mysterious Senju who always plays around with our team with his ‘skill with the forest’ and we made him flee! Oh man, I am never letting that one slide!”
As Matsu snickered, Aqua shot him an encouraging smile. “I’m sure you both mark it as a milestone in your respective books. However, don’t let this get to your heads. I don’t want you to get complacent the next time we fight.”
“Oh come on, we’ll just use a slightly different tactic, and they won’t know what hit them!” Keishi boasted. “Team Sumimoto!” he said, his right hand moving into the air and swiping to the right as if he were smoothening it out against an imaginary, airborne plate bearing their team’s name. “We’re going to be legends some day, you just wait!”
“Yeah, and then my dad will have to acknowledge I’m something special,” Matsu grinned. “That’ll show him! I don’t have to follow him to get strong!”
Aqua watched her teammates interact with each other, the two of them descending into the further details of their fight with Hirotsugu Senju that she had little interest in. She fell out of step with them, walking one step behind them, and the two of them continued chatting. She always did this whenever the two of them began to grow increasingly talkative with one another, and she was somehow caught in the middle – try as she might, she couldn’t bring herself to be as open as they were. Words simply didn’t flow out of her mouth the same way it did theirs. In some aspects, she supposed, it was one part of the Yin and the Yang of their group, just like how Aqua was the brains and they were the brawn.
The three of them arrived at The Battleground earlier than expected, at around ten minutes to twelve, so it was no surprise that the place was still deserted. Upon Aqua’s suggestion, the team walked over to Mihoko’s Castle, where they would wait for Team Mihoko, as well as their teams’ respective senseis.
WC: 768