Shin Ha, native of Steel and Head Jounin of Konohagakure, was happy that the dojo he’d requested was complete. He stood before it in his usual regalia. Black boots, black pants, a red shirt under a black jacket that was adorned with symbols, including the large rose on the back. Even his gloves had designs on them, in red of course. His face, however, was half covered by a white mask with matching red designs. The mask started at his nose and butted against his red hair. At his side, as always, was his resonance blade.
Ha steps into the dojo and looks around for any signs that it was not built to his standards. The Head Jounin of Leaf was not a harsh taskmaster like some might be in this job, but he also did not like laziness. His standards were not above reason, and he was pleased to see they’d been met. Everything was in order, everything was in its place. He runs one black-gloves hand along the wall and pulls it free, rubbing the fingers and being pleased to see no dirt falling off. With the short inspection done, he begins to prepare the area for use.
It would be several hours later that the room was properly set up. The chairs were all put up, the mats placed down for use. Training dummies were stored except for two special ones. There was a large metal target hanging from the ceiling that he could move easily enough with a breeze. And there was only enough light to barely see. Satisfied, he steps out of the room and sends the signal through his headset to let his learning begin.
