Leaving the main streets as he guided his new guest through the village, those of the shinobi that belonged to Kirigakure kept not only a close eye on the new guy. But also with Burittsu whether he did the best he could to provide for them almost all most would want their own answers. To those that looked upon him like that he could only smile and wave at them saving his breath and keeping himself away from those that seek to annoy him with several answers. Yet his attention was on that of the Uchiha smiling even harder; he even smacked the young man on his shoulder. Seeing how physical the boy being underneath that cloak he most likely had many secrets but the competition only made his blood run.
Moments passed as they walked through the street before finally reaching the facility busy as always with shinobi coming in and out. Burittsu found it enjoyable every time to see such a development in the community without pointing out at the building that was in a blue and white camo color with the hidden mist insignia engraved upon its exterior for all to see so wide it could possibly compete for the slot in a clock tower. Walking in with Zenaku he waved to the workers behind their desk making his way in quickly finding several rooms just recently made vacant.
Three rooms in total yet their choices had to be made quickly before the rest would come in to pick their own training courses. The first room on the right was a destroyed village scenario putting them in the middle of a village that was between two raging nations. The outcome was obvious. As bodies of shinobi alike and citizens caught in the crossfire laid about the land of broken buildings, the red sky and dark clouds. Showered down upon the destroyed village as the sounds of war continued on in the distance filling the air with never ending combat. The second room on his left placed the combatants upon an island the waters were dark blue.
As calm as it sounded shark infested waters meant the end with the island being big enough to get lost in with its own forest in the middle. Tropical with a blue pond in the middle of it as the coconuts swung back and forth during the tropical winds. With the ocean as their playground they could have all the fun they wanted. The final room was also to his left side just a little further down a room classic compared to the rest. A pit far into the mountains with one singular ring wide enough to hold in two adult men yet allow them to do their business. With no spectators truly the two could use the arena itself as their battlefield as the empty stone stands gathered dust. Burittsu made his choice and pointed towards the destroyed village hoping he new found friend would have his selection ready. Giving him a question to think upon, Burittsu began to speak.
“Tell me what gets you riled up enough to be a shinobi?”
Moments passed as they walked through the street before finally reaching the facility busy as always with shinobi coming in and out. Burittsu found it enjoyable every time to see such a development in the community without pointing out at the building that was in a blue and white camo color with the hidden mist insignia engraved upon its exterior for all to see so wide it could possibly compete for the slot in a clock tower. Walking in with Zenaku he waved to the workers behind their desk making his way in quickly finding several rooms just recently made vacant.
Three rooms in total yet their choices had to be made quickly before the rest would come in to pick their own training courses. The first room on the right was a destroyed village scenario putting them in the middle of a village that was between two raging nations. The outcome was obvious. As bodies of shinobi alike and citizens caught in the crossfire laid about the land of broken buildings, the red sky and dark clouds. Showered down upon the destroyed village as the sounds of war continued on in the distance filling the air with never ending combat. The second room on his left placed the combatants upon an island the waters were dark blue.
As calm as it sounded shark infested waters meant the end with the island being big enough to get lost in with its own forest in the middle. Tropical with a blue pond in the middle of it as the coconuts swung back and forth during the tropical winds. With the ocean as their playground they could have all the fun they wanted. The final room was also to his left side just a little further down a room classic compared to the rest. A pit far into the mountains with one singular ring wide enough to hold in two adult men yet allow them to do their business. With no spectators truly the two could use the arena itself as their battlefield as the empty stone stands gathered dust. Burittsu made his choice and pointed towards the destroyed village hoping he new found friend would have his selection ready. Giving him a question to think upon, Burittsu began to speak.
“Tell me what gets you riled up enough to be a shinobi?”
