The evening sky was gracing the Maple District with a bit of shadow and the crowds were not as numerous as they were per usual. Since her recent dilemma involving the attack on the Santaru compound, Soku had taken to more..relaxed activites though you couldn't keep her cooped up for long. The branch was always scouting for potential recruits and the Academy was a perfect arena from where to scour for candidates. Her eye had fallen on some key students and much to the Main Branch Sennin's chagrin, Soku preferred to conduct private instruction though it was entirely up to the student if they would heed the summons. Letters contained in a plain envelope had been instructed to be delieverd to the students prescribing the date and time they were to meet their supposed instructor. The Captain preferred doing things this way for a variety of reasons. One, it was fun. Two, it gave her a sense of what she needed to get ready as the children fumbled their way about trying to discern the location of the summons and lastly, it was in a essence a test. A personal test that Soku did to analyze any potential upcoming shinobi..it had worked well so far. Today would be a basic introductory course just like any other as she leaned against a unoccupied stall in the streets scanning the crowds for any sign of the new hopefuls.
"Different every time." She muttered to herself shifting her stance slightly. She donned the traditional green colored village uniform with the blade strapped to her back. One interesting fact anyone would note about the kunoichi was the loss of one arm. Where her right arm should have been, there instead was a empty sleeve, a symbol of some horrible incident that had occured over the years. It had taken some time to get used to but as with any situation, she had adapted and learned though it could be quite an incovenice at times as you often got the weird glance your way every now and then. It was almost as if these people hadn't see a amputee in their lifetime. The streets began to clear a bit as the sun dipped below the horizon though the female remained ever aware drumming her fingers on the surface of the vendor's stall, she had paid a hefty price to rent it for the evening, no gurantee's it would come back in one piece.
"Any day now would be marvelous." She should be able to pick out two panicked Academy students running amock among the streets. At least, that's what she imagined the scenario would play itself to be like in her head. It wasn't often you got a unidentifed letter telling you to be at a certain place at a certain time. That just raised a lot of red flags but it also rasied curosity. Soku was wiling to bet that like all other children, their curosity would get the better of them. EIther that or she was undestanding this generation very poorly from the one she had been raised up in. Still, the female was happy. Happy she could contribue something to the upcoming ninja. The Academy had been lacking in enrollment lately though perhaps that was due to the politics regarding Konoha and the Hidden Cloud so any soul they could get was like a blessing. She wasn't going to pass any chance up to see how they were progressing. Asuka already had her hands full running a village so she might as well help out in this regard.
PC: 1/5
WC: 596/1500
"Different every time." She muttered to herself shifting her stance slightly. She donned the traditional green colored village uniform with the blade strapped to her back. One interesting fact anyone would note about the kunoichi was the loss of one arm. Where her right arm should have been, there instead was a empty sleeve, a symbol of some horrible incident that had occured over the years. It had taken some time to get used to but as with any situation, she had adapted and learned though it could be quite an incovenice at times as you often got the weird glance your way every now and then. It was almost as if these people hadn't see a amputee in their lifetime. The streets began to clear a bit as the sun dipped below the horizon though the female remained ever aware drumming her fingers on the surface of the vendor's stall, she had paid a hefty price to rent it for the evening, no gurantee's it would come back in one piece.
"Any day now would be marvelous." She should be able to pick out two panicked Academy students running amock among the streets. At least, that's what she imagined the scenario would play itself to be like in her head. It wasn't often you got a unidentifed letter telling you to be at a certain place at a certain time. That just raised a lot of red flags but it also rasied curosity. Soku was wiling to bet that like all other children, their curosity would get the better of them. EIther that or she was undestanding this generation very poorly from the one she had been raised up in. Still, the female was happy. Happy she could contribue something to the upcoming ninja. The Academy had been lacking in enrollment lately though perhaps that was due to the politics regarding Konoha and the Hidden Cloud so any soul they could get was like a blessing. She wasn't going to pass any chance up to see how they were progressing. Asuka already had her hands full running a village so she might as well help out in this regard.
PC: 1/5
WC: 596/1500