"Oh c'mon.."
*Click click*
*Beep Beep Beep*
The Dojo-Annex System--Without a doubt the most superior, state of the art, high-tech training facility in all of Kumogakure.
"...Yet, also the most freaking complicated!" Complained the frustrated kunoichi.
Having arrived about three hours in advance than her expected arrival's time, that she may have ample time to properly tinker with and understand the system in preparation for her lesson, now thirty minutes before her student's arrival the kunoichi could still be witnessed stuck tampering with what felt like an endless configuration of various knobs and switches.
There had been a manual--yet its vocabulary had been so high that it provided little help for the returning Chuunin, whom was still struggling to re-learn the homeland language she'd once had an ample grasp of vocabulary on as an author. Subtle pressure formed in her head due to the mental strain of her heated frustration from her seated position within the gigantic, metallic-dome room. It had been quite a long time since she'd last been in this facility; In fact, the last time she'd been here was,
"Right.." The teen muttered, reminiscing over the past in the midst of her arduous task; The more innocent and ambitious days of her naive youth. She'd performed her Genin exam and received her headband from this very room under the tutelage of her seemingly ever-droll faced instructor, Shieo. And now, so many years having passed since that day, she'd reached a stage in her career where she'd now be the one instructing in this room--It was an odd feeling.
The Chuunin would also more deeply understand why her instructor had utilized this very room for the trio of students he'd taught back then; It's state of the art technology allowed for near perfect environment and condition simulation, catering to even the most meticulous of shinobi exercises--if only she could figure out how to configure the darn thing properly.
A sudden snap from within the machinery resounded before floor tiles gradually began to shift in unison with the surrounding walls.
"Haeseoo!" Excitedly exclaimed the teen in a Marshlanic.
Once the floor and walls had catered to her intended settings, the scenery would then gradually manifest into a simulation of a densely-vegetated, dimly-lit forest resonating an atmosphere of mystery and suspense, obscured moonlight its sole form of illumination; All significant features purposely intended for the training program.
Her tutee would enter the dojo to find a small clearing not far from the entrance within the simulated forest, the kunoichi leaning against a nearby tree next to one of the three, small wooden-bases scattered on the ground within the clearing, their appearance akin to cake-slice stands. Two supported a single egg atop of them.
Though simulated, the room provided the full experience of a real environment, even accurately mimicking the sounds of crickets, owls, and the other various creatures of the night.
"Heyaaa," Comfortably greeted the new instructor with a casual wave as she relocated the stress-relieving cigarette from between her lips to her fingers--a much-required substance after the frustration she'd experienced dealing with the complicated configurations of the room.
Her information of the male would solely be based upon what she'd been informed of from the Academy. Why they had been enthusiastic to provide him with additional training made rational sense; The young man displayed obvious potential, and no doubt, the Academy desired to foster that potential and transition him into a formidable shinobi. However, what didn't make rational sense to the teen was,
"Why in the world would you choose me for that task?"--An obvious inward inquiry from a shinobi just returning from the foreign wilds with no official teaching experience or formal training regarding how to teach such blossoming shinobi. The Academy, indeed, made questionable verdicts often; Though, Siu was also well aware they were never without thought-out reasoning.
"It's a great pleasure to meet you, Teishu, Hirateuchi--I am Hikari, Siu, and I will be your trainer for today." The girl felt an inward cringe as the words left her mouth; It was awkward, she felt like one of her Academy teachers.
"I've been informed from the Academy that you display promising potential exceeding past the average Genin level, yet, require additional growth and refinement of that promising potential. I have been tasked with the duty of providing you with that growth and refinement. However, you'll have to forgive me in advance if this exercise feels a little....unorthodox."
"This class will not be instruction on the usual fundamentals of the three arts--For it's assumed you already have a well enough grasp upon those general concepts as a seasoned Genin. The purpose of this class will be meant to teach you how to 'apply' those said fundamentals into practical shinobi warfare." The female lifted up an object for the male to observe. "With this." She'd solemnly state, holding up a single egg.
Nonchalantly leaning over to place the egg upon her nearby base, bringing the fingers of her other hand close to her lips in order to inhale another plume of tobacco smoke, she'd stand upright.
"The goal is simple--protect these eggs from either being stolen or destroyed." A hand went for her back pocket, revealing what appeared akin to a remote control, squeezing one of its buttons. Seconds after the action, the floor tiles underneath each wooden base began to resound and rumble before becoming active, carrying around the egg-supporting bases in what appeared to be a patterned, circular motion about the clearing.
"Whenever you're ready to begin--Mister Teishu."
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*Click click*
*Beep Beep Beep*
The Dojo-Annex System--Without a doubt the most superior, state of the art, high-tech training facility in all of Kumogakure.
"...Yet, also the most freaking complicated!" Complained the frustrated kunoichi.
Having arrived about three hours in advance than her expected arrival's time, that she may have ample time to properly tinker with and understand the system in preparation for her lesson, now thirty minutes before her student's arrival the kunoichi could still be witnessed stuck tampering with what felt like an endless configuration of various knobs and switches.
There had been a manual--yet its vocabulary had been so high that it provided little help for the returning Chuunin, whom was still struggling to re-learn the homeland language she'd once had an ample grasp of vocabulary on as an author. Subtle pressure formed in her head due to the mental strain of her heated frustration from her seated position within the gigantic, metallic-dome room. It had been quite a long time since she'd last been in this facility; In fact, the last time she'd been here was,
"Right.." The teen muttered, reminiscing over the past in the midst of her arduous task; The more innocent and ambitious days of her naive youth. She'd performed her Genin exam and received her headband from this very room under the tutelage of her seemingly ever-droll faced instructor, Shieo. And now, so many years having passed since that day, she'd reached a stage in her career where she'd now be the one instructing in this room--It was an odd feeling.
The Chuunin would also more deeply understand why her instructor had utilized this very room for the trio of students he'd taught back then; It's state of the art technology allowed for near perfect environment and condition simulation, catering to even the most meticulous of shinobi exercises--if only she could figure out how to configure the darn thing properly.
A sudden snap from within the machinery resounded before floor tiles gradually began to shift in unison with the surrounding walls.
"Haeseoo!" Excitedly exclaimed the teen in a Marshlanic.
Once the floor and walls had catered to her intended settings, the scenery would then gradually manifest into a simulation of a densely-vegetated, dimly-lit forest resonating an atmosphere of mystery and suspense, obscured moonlight its sole form of illumination; All significant features purposely intended for the training program.Her tutee would enter the dojo to find a small clearing not far from the entrance within the simulated forest, the kunoichi leaning against a nearby tree next to one of the three, small wooden-bases scattered on the ground within the clearing, their appearance akin to cake-slice stands. Two supported a single egg atop of them.
Though simulated, the room provided the full experience of a real environment, even accurately mimicking the sounds of crickets, owls, and the other various creatures of the night.
"Heyaaa," Comfortably greeted the new instructor with a casual wave as she relocated the stress-relieving cigarette from between her lips to her fingers--a much-required substance after the frustration she'd experienced dealing with the complicated configurations of the room.
Her information of the male would solely be based upon what she'd been informed of from the Academy. Why they had been enthusiastic to provide him with additional training made rational sense; The young man displayed obvious potential, and no doubt, the Academy desired to foster that potential and transition him into a formidable shinobi. However, what didn't make rational sense to the teen was,
"Why in the world would you choose me for that task?"--An obvious inward inquiry from a shinobi just returning from the foreign wilds with no official teaching experience or formal training regarding how to teach such blossoming shinobi. The Academy, indeed, made questionable verdicts often; Though, Siu was also well aware they were never without thought-out reasoning.
"It's a great pleasure to meet you, Teishu, Hirateuchi--I am Hikari, Siu, and I will be your trainer for today." The girl felt an inward cringe as the words left her mouth; It was awkward, she felt like one of her Academy teachers.
"I've been informed from the Academy that you display promising potential exceeding past the average Genin level, yet, require additional growth and refinement of that promising potential. I have been tasked with the duty of providing you with that growth and refinement. However, you'll have to forgive me in advance if this exercise feels a little....unorthodox."
"This class will not be instruction on the usual fundamentals of the three arts--For it's assumed you already have a well enough grasp upon those general concepts as a seasoned Genin. The purpose of this class will be meant to teach you how to 'apply' those said fundamentals into practical shinobi warfare." The female lifted up an object for the male to observe. "With this." She'd solemnly state, holding up a single egg.
Nonchalantly leaning over to place the egg upon her nearby base, bringing the fingers of her other hand close to her lips in order to inhale another plume of tobacco smoke, she'd stand upright.
"The goal is simple--protect these eggs from either being stolen or destroyed." A hand went for her back pocket, revealing what appeared akin to a remote control, squeezing one of its buttons. Seconds after the action, the floor tiles underneath each wooden base began to resound and rumble before becoming active, carrying around the egg-supporting bases in what appeared to be a patterned, circular motion about the clearing.
"Whenever you're ready to begin--Mister Teishu."
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