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| Mist Village Academy; Academy Students come here to learn. | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 24 2008, 04:16 AM (1,471 Views) | |
| Ryo Barin | Dec 2 2008, 10:22 PM Post #151 |
The epic fail
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ryo found a nice corner and went to sleep. "one last rest before katty finds out i threw it and kills me" ryo said quietly to himself. |
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| Marcell | Dec 3 2008, 06:28 PM Post #152 |
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"So these are the future Ninja of the Mist village..." says Marcell facepalming himself. He strums the guitar, with a quick swipe, as if it were an attack, and creates a near-deafening noise to awaken the sleepy academy students. "Listen up, I know that you have gotten tired from this long lasting battle, in fact, school ended about 3 hours ago. However, a ninja does not sleep during a battle. The jounin here are expected to fight for a minimum of four days without sleeping. How can I expect that, when my academy students cannot combat using markers for 8 hours?" he smirked, and lost the serious tone. "Alright, allow me to tell you the truth. Academy students are expected to be able to fight for four hours at max when it is merely playing around. The fact that you lasted this long, with such intense battling, it shows that you're all worth something more than kunai-fodder. Everyone's dismissed." As he says this, he leaves the room. |
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| Reikon Kaguya | Dec 4 2008, 12:21 AM Post #153 |
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Reikon hears the screech of Marcell's guitar and looks from behind the desk he was hiding at. After Marcell has finished his speech Reikon steps up from his hiding spot, walks out the door and leaves. |
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| -Katty- | Dec 4 2008, 05:25 AM Post #154 |
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"Yes sensei..." She sighed, leaving the classroom with the rest of the stundents. |
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| Kichaku | Dec 6 2008, 12:23 PM Post #155 |
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Kichaku stood lazily, grabbing one of the nearby desk to aid him, tentatively moving his foot to see which type of action would incite pain from his shin. Honestly, the shin could take much abuse and yet, hardly addle his everday ativities. The shin did not articulate with many muscles aside from some particular motions of the foot. While running might be a no go, he assumed he'd probably be able to at least walk away from the Academy room with a little bit of dignity, after apparently being both chided and complimented at the same time by Marcell. He paused by the upturned box, where Marcell first presented a set of inflated gloves to everyone in the room, along with numerous markers and a clean white shirt, and, with a smirk, set the box upright on top of the one of the desks, tossing his gloves into the box. The shirt was to follow, but, starring at the formerly ivory cotton, he had to laugh skeptically. Would he make it to be a jounin? The shirt seemed to embody a protest, littereed in red and blue dots, along with a few slash marks that spoke of careless handling of his own markers or perhaps getting too close to a paranoid student. "You're terrible at this, you know that?" Kichaku didn't bat an eyelash as the familiar voice whispered to him, a chortle relevant in the harsh rasp. Not feeling like making a scene, he rolled his eyes, turned on his heels towards the exit, and followed the masses, deciding to keep his shirt by tossing it over his right shoulder. And, if one watched carefully, they would see an outline of a decidedly solid being appear underneath the shirt, an object they hadn't seen before the shirt veiled it... Only when Kichaku was outside the door, some distance away from the Academy, did he feel like addressing his chameleon friend, Ashita, smirking a tad. "Sure, I might be terrible, but I'm not the one who's going to have to clean all those markers up." The chameleon laughed, hanging from the boy's arm, visible to the world, for once, his tail coiling and uncoiling with every belch of mirth. "That's the best you could come up with? After ten minutes of silences?" "But you're laughing," Kichaku insisted. "I find humor in even the most pathetic of things." As an afterthought, the lizard added, "But you are correct. They have Genins for a reason, supposedly the... 'kunai-fooder' sort." The chameleon was back into peals of tactless laughter, loud and raspy, as per his style. And Kichaku smirked slightly at the subtle vote of confidence. |
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