Kumo shinobi happenstance training

Benimaru had entered the training facility in hopes of getting in a good workout. He had brought his bag where he’d packed his lunch and was wearing his shinobi uniform his headband worn loosely around his neck. His uniform was fitted to have no sleeves and to be fairly open on the sides to make room for his six arms.
 
He was muscular and tall for a boy of his age and when he smiled, he had kind of small fangs. The kind that would occur naturally but still stand out. His hair was brown and he made an effort to keep it out of his face with a few hairclips that were barely visible. He had brought with him some notes and a scroll of an E-ranked technique. He had wanted to learn a wind style technique for a while considering it was the element, he had the greatest affinity for.
 
He was planning on learning it straight away and then move on to his clan techniques. He was interested in learning the spider web techniques. Particularly the sticky golden armor technique. Although he’d have to practice those in secret.
 
He would sit down and begin to read the scroll to get a better understanding of it. He noted the hand signs and with two of his hands he performed the bird sign while concentrating on his feet. Molding his chakra into that of wind chakra. He would smile brightly when he could tell it had worked as intended. “Gotcha, now time to test this out for real. With this they shouldn’t be able to see me coming. And then I’ll be a true shinobi.”
 
He would get up and jog and run at a decent pace making sure to not overdo his intentions. He could tell his feet were quiet. It felt quite eerie to not be able to hear your feet tapping against the ground while running. However when he stopped he did so with a short jump and planting both feet in the ground which broke the jutsu and a loud slam could be heard in the facility followed by six arms stretching into the air and a loud. “WHOOOHO! ONE DOWN!”
 
He looked around to see if there were anyone he could spar with or with some experience. He had wanted to work on his speed. Despite appearances Benimaru would like to be faster than he looked. And with six arms making him look quite bulky he knew he definetely looked slower than he was.



WC:420

It was just another boring day in the village, no missions to do nor any chores to commit to, as the Cloud Village's Meijin walked along the bustling streets with a cigarette sizzling on his lips as usual. His fire infused eyes glanced lazily ahead of him, his body instinctively side stepping everyone that he was close to walking into, as the smoke of his cigarette brushed off the lenses of his glasses. He was wearing his usual colorful coat, the tails flowing in the gentle breeze, as he made a turn from the street onto a road that led to his planned destination. The sun was high in the sky over Kumo today thus all the streets and roads were well lit from the rays, causing Moyasu's glasses to transition into shades, as he made his way to the advanced training facility. It had been a while since he'd last had a good bout of training and he could tell his rest had made his body stiff alongside his chakra which was begging to be used. His footsteps crunched along the gravel that led to the facility, the breeze causing his shoulder length hair to sway, as his mind rattled through multiple recipes that he had yet to try once he got back home.

Upon entering the facility, however, he would notice that he wasn't the only one who had taken the opportunity to come for the day. Another person was already there and it was a distinct characteristic of their body that gave Moyasu pause. 'Does... that dude have six arms?' he thought as he watched the young person move quickly through his exercises. 'Must be some form of Kekkei Genkai I don't recognize.' He took his cigarette out of his mouth after taking a drag and breathed out a cloud of smoke before walking over to a wall on the side of the entrance. He didn't want to get in the boy's way but he also didn't want to leave. He'd wait until the boy was finished before he'd get into training himself and he had plenty of cigarettes to go through as he waited.

WC: 358

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WC: 750

Showed Bull Rush, Split Second, Hidden Arms to all present

Benimaru had watched some of Saturns training while he was concentrating. How was the one-armed shinobi so fast. He turned his focus back to his own training quickly. However, he’d want to ask him about that when he found time.
 
Benimaru would smile and wave back to Saturn as he approached, he remembered him from the casino. He was still unsure of how this man was a shinobi with one arm. It seemed like a severe handicap. Then he noted he could hear Benimaru’s fingers. “DRAT! I need to focus on not making a sound while running too.”
 
Benimaru would look over at the man he called chef, he had been puffing cigarettes for a while. Benimaru being a relatively fresh genin recognized these two were likely way stronger than he was. Two of his right arms raised into the air while his left arms all picked up his things and begun to pack it down as he walked closer. Now with the three of them all face to face Benimaru felt like he should make a proper introduction.
 
He would jog over and give the smoker time to answer saturns question before introducing himself. He’d wait until they finished their conversation. In the meantime, he waited patiently while also practicing his seals. With all his arms the seals were confusing to look at and he did mess up quite a few times however he was determined to get it right. If he could mold chakra and perform the seals fast enough he should be able to use several jutsu at the same time.
 
“I am Benimaru Kumonosu, I’ve recently become a genin. You’re really fast!” He still didn’t know the one armed man’s name, but he decided he would test out a nickname. After all he had called him six hands. “You’re really fast one hands!” He followed it up with a wide confident smile in order to show Saturn he meant no ill will.
 
“Could you show me how to do that?” He would gesture towards the dummies with their heads separated from their body. He noted the Tanto he had used and smiled as he lifted his leg to show Saturn what appeared to be an empty sheath for a tanto. “Money is a bit stiff right now. I’ve only used a practice version. Once I master the spider techniques, I will be able to make my own on the spot! I suspect nothing works as well as real steel though.”
 
Benimaru had only the basic starting equipment he’d received discounted when he became a genin. He had some more Ryo now but not nearly enough. His hands put the finished backed gym bag down and one of his left arms stretched to greet the man that was smoking. “I am happy to meet you as well.”

Soon as his first cigarette was finished he crushed it's remains in the palm of his hand, channeling a bit of fire chakra into it, as he opened his palm and the burnt ashes that remained scattered into the light draft that was travelling throughout the area. He got out another one soon after and placed it on his lips as he got ready to light it. However another presence soon made itself known as he could sense his signature from fairly far away. He didn't have to see the ninja to know that it was Saturn as his thoughts ran down memory lane to the time they undertook a mission together. He gave a sigh as he flicked his thumb, causing a small flame to light along it's tip, as he placed the end of his cigarette in the flame and lit it. His eyes moved up and he saw the strange ninja in the flesh, doing a bit of training himself, before he flicked his hand causing the flame over his thumb to go out. 'And suddenly this just got crowded.', he thought. 'It wouldn't be a good idea to train here. There's a potential chance I might wind up fighting this guy in the exams and I don't want to show my hand just yet.'

He was just about to leave to go to another area before he was stopped by none other than the Yamanaka man. He stopped as he didn't want to be rude and just leave when someone was wanting to talk to him. Quite frankly it had been a while since the Meijin had interacted with another ninja. His days had mostly been spent with chores and work leaving him alone most days so it was a good opportunity to stretch his communication muscles. He heard Saturn's question, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and blowing a puff of smoke out and away so as not to blow it on anybody, as he said "Not yet." He kept his cigarette out of his mouth as he adjusted his glasses. "If I don't find someone soon I figure I might just bite the shuriken and take it alone. Having a teammate has the potential to just slow me down. With how my chakra works, if someone's not a fire user, there's a good chance I might burn them alive by accident." He didn't state that in any sort of challenging way. It was a legitimate concern of his whenever he worked together with other ninja. Even so it was one hell of a thing to say as a conversation starter so he figured it was best if they changed subjects.

"How've you been?" Moyasu asked. "Do you have someone in mind to partner up with?" Just as he asked that the other ninja was coming over with his six arms. Up close it was an even stranger site to look at but Moyasu could tell right away that this was a teenager. He seemed nice enough, though, as he introduced himself earlier as Benimaru and eventually offered one of his many hands to shake the Meijin's. Moyasu returned it, using his left hand which didn't hold his cigarette, with a small and friendly smile. "You as well. The name's Moyasu Nokoribi. If you want, though, you can just call me McBurn." He would release the handshake before leaning back against the wall. "I hope you don't mind me asking but..." He would gesture to Benimaru's left and right set of arms before continuing. "Is it a Kekkei Genkai giving you the extra arms? I apologize if that's rude. I'm simply curious as I've never heard of any clans that have six armed shinobi."

WC: 620

 "One hands?! I heard you the first time. Don't call me that again." Saturn groaned and took offence at the new Genin's nickname for him, but he wasn't the type to hold a grudge nor was he usually the type to take offence. The case of his arm was different. "If you saw me for long enough to comment on my speed, I've already showed it to you. Now you only need to try it for yourself." He looked at the boy's empty sheath, and then his face trying to read him with his Sixth Sense skill. Likes: Benimaru likes a good game of rock paper scissors, joking around and people with thick skin. fair play and cool looking weapons. Growing his muscles. / Dislikes: When people poke fun at his arms, vegetables, and when people pick on other people. He also feels uncofortable speaking around people with thin skin as he is afraid to offend them in some way. Huh.. He was amused by what he discerned. Of course the boy liked rock paper scissors, he couldn't lose. But he considered if having six arms was something to be ashamed of. Perhaps making fun of someone's superability was also offensive in some cases. He thought about it some more. Both were poking fun at the other for having an abnormal amount of arms. He felt as though he learned something, and when his attention drifted back into the present the boy was telling him about his empty sheath. 

 "Take this, Benimaru. You don't want to be caught lacking." He offered his Black Steel Tanto to his fellow Genin. He rarely used the weapon anyway, and would rather not have to hear about bandits taking the boy for his arms. "I'm Saturn, by the way. A Genin, like yourself. Although.. I've been Genin for a while now." He shifted his attention to McBurn. "Ha, bite the shuriken..." He chuckled at the phrase, nodding along. The words burn them alive by accident stood out to him. This was precisely what he was afraid of.

"I've been good." He said, not making a big deal about his lost limb or having to fight to the death twice in a row with his handicap. As for whom he wanted to partner up with, he was at a loss. Every person he could think of had the power to trample him inadvertently with their abilities. He would probably do best with another close ranged fighter, but he had not met one such person yet. At least not one ready to fight to the death together with him. He turned his gaze towards Benimaru as McBurn asked him about his arms, and he listened, curious.

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WC: 449
TWC: 1199

exit;

1125 words towards All-Father's Voice (B) [1125/1125]

rest discarded