Perfect day to train (open to anyone)

Hisao felt some reassurement; he was no longer the only one bleeding. He couldn't see much from this extremely awkward position, but from what he could see blood was dripping somewhere. He was sure he could hear it on the grass or something. Straining his neck, he tried to turn it some more but still found it difficult, but meh, when you're a cool kid, you can pull stuff like this off. Folding his arms, he'd rest them behind his head like a cushion as if he was intending on staying like this for the rest of the day, well, until he could actually move that is.

Mezurashii panted heavily as she lay on the ground, that hit had really hurt. She sat up and wiped the blood from her cheek, where a cut was.

"I think we're done today" she said, her hands were shaking from the fatigue and her chakra was getting pretty low. Most of her cuts had stopped bleeding but the one struck by the lightning attack was still oozing out the red liquid.

Grabbing one of her three scroll Mezurashii unrolled it and tapped it twice, with a poof of smoke a container of disinfectant and stitching needle and thread appeared. Grabbing the disinfectant first she started to apply it to all her cuts, looking up as she worked she gestured for Nakara to sit next to her.

"You need it too" she stated and continued to apply the ointment to her wounds, she did her shoulder wound last. Once that was done she grabbed the needle and threaded the stitching wire through the small hole at the top. Making sure to use care Mezurashii began to stitch the lightning wound on her shoulder.

"I guess lightning slows down a persons healing rate" she said absentmindedly as she continued to close the wound.

"Hey kid, sorry I don't know your name, do you need any medical assistance. I'm not train in chakra healing but I know the other stuff" she called out, not looking away from her work.

A figure high above the tree's of the training grounds the group is just finishing their spar in floats by idly his goggle covered eyes flicking downwards, the kid's rather violent spar catching his attention.

He chuckles softly as he begins to descend among the group his right hand gripping a travel sack over his right shoulder, his left hand idly slid into his pocket the thumb of his hand still visible.

His raven hair flutters slightly and his headband is noticeably missing, he don't like projecting where his allegiance lies...not a very ninja thing to do after all.

Upon his frame is the equipment he dubs his 'Devil gear' the crystals on the mantle, the gloves, the grieve edges and his choker gleaming ominously.

He lands in the center of the clearing his amused chuckle ringing out as he begins stepping forward his sharingan activating behind his goggles idly to memorize the scene and notice any flickers of movement, he calls out "Hey kiddies, getting a bit of a work-out huh?" He asks in a casual conversational tone he avoids any hazards by ducking stepping over or simply allowing the passive wind current around him to slice or blow it aside.

...The person who stands before them now is the Sannin of the Leaf, self proclaimed strongest in Konoha.

Echo of the Uchiha clan, the 'Fujin no Daimao.'

Nakara would fall onto the ground looking up at the sky as he panted heavily beside Mezurashii," do not...worry about my wounds, I will be okay," as he laughed weakly. He was to tired to move so he laid there and looked at her," it is commonly used to immobilize and stop movements in enemies..it can also be used for that purpose as well," smiling up at her. He would ignore the boy for now and rest as the sun shined down on him. His thoughts would trail to todays training and how much he had learned, new combat ideas and plans. Thanks to Mezurashii and Hisao he felt stronger both mentally and physically. As his eyes would close he would hear a voice that would make his tired body leap up and turn to the one speaking," Hey kiddies, getting a bit of a work-out huh?" ," his right eye gazing over the person, Who are you," his voice would trail off as he looked the man over. The Aura he gave off was deadly, and the way he appeared without him noticing made him officially worried. If it came to it he would protect the two of them long enough for them to escape.

[1443]

The girl had asked if he needed any medical attention, he knew this because she asked the boy who's name she didn't know, pretty cool, huh? He was like a spy or something, and technically, he was. He was a cool spy. The spy of aces. Well, he wasn't really a spy, just a foreigner to Konoha, but still, that made him feel like a spy. He begun to reply, "I'm goo-" but before he could finish his sentence, a rather omnipotent feeling overwhelmed him along with a new voice in the area. How weird. Turning his head upwards a little, he noticed a new man standing in the center of the group, he seemed to have the same colour hair as Hisao, how cool. He had no clue who this guy was, but there was one thing for certain.. he could not show weakness. So he showed something else. Sliding one hand idly into his ninja pouch, he'd pull out a pair of sunglasses before he put them over his eyes, nodding his head to the man, "Yo."

Mezurashii tensed slightly at the new comer, but still didn't look away from her work. The mans deadly aura seeped throughout the training ground, he was strong. Way to strong for any of them to handle.

"Hello sir, we've just finished our training for today, is there anything we can help you with?" she asked politely as she finished the knot and cut the thread, she looked up and froze as the Sharingan glowed brightly from behind his goggles.

'Dammit, I only have one wall up' thought before mentally shaking her head. If this man wanted her dead then she would've been dead already. So with that thought in mind she smiled politely at him, hoping she wasn't wrong.

His eyes scan along the kiddies present with a quirked eyebrow, his lips curved upwards in amusement, the boy who showed no fear sliding on a pair of sunglasses and giving a greeting got a nod of approval from the older Shinobi, the girl with the goggles which himself being a goggle enthusiast got a smile and a nod at her greeting.

The boy however at his question receives a wide vulpine grin the man's right hand flinging the travel sack aside the grin showing off his wide fangs his clawed fingers being revealed from behind the strap of the bag and from inside his pocket as the grin accentuates his feral whisker marks.

"You wish to know who I am?" He asks tilting his head upwards while his left foot slides back a half an inch the green T-shirt he's wearing fluttering slightly as the casual pair of jeans tucked into his demon greaves also ripple with the wind as he proclaims loudly his left index finger pointing forward. "FROM THE NORTH!" he shouts before his right hands thumb his cast over his shoulder "THE SOUTH!" His left arm whips outwards the wind current in the area picking up slightly for dramatic effect, nothing violent..he just wants to show off a little not arm the future of Konoha. "THE EAST!" his right hands index finger shoots straight outwards as well "AND WEST!!" He finishes his grin widening further as a ripple of wind forms around his feet and begins raising him into the air with the might that can only come from one who was called 'The wind Rider' by a group of fanatical civilians, he managed to save that town from an evil beast or so the story goes.

"THE INVINCIBLE KONOHA SHINOBI THAT MAKES THE REALM OF THE WIND HIS OWN!!!!" He proclaims as he splays his arms straight out to his sides his palms open as he shouts to the heavens. "THE MAN WHO TOOK ON GODS AND CAME OUT WEARING THE CROWN OF A KING!!!" He is speaking of course the time he defeated Viper in a friendly spar...he's unhappy to note the current score is in fact [V-2 E-1]. "STAND IN AWE!!" the wind current suddenly propels Echo downward and he spins with the momentum spreading his legs to impact the ground safely the wind itself cushioning his fall as he lands his knee's bent and his left index finger pointing towards the sky in the 'Number one' sign as he finishes the proclamation "FOR KONOHA'S STRONGEST!!! THE COURAGEOUS! THE STRONG! THE HANDSOME! THE ONE AND ONLY WIND GOD DEMON KING HAS ARRIVED THE ON THE SCENE!!" he says before the wind current dies down and he straightens out his stance his left hand now resting on his hip as his right hand slides his goggles up to his forehead his Sharingan deactivating to show off his gleaming red slitted eyes. "Got that memorized kiddies?" He asks while his eyes scan over the girls injuries and he frowns softly. "Oi oi.." He begins "You all gotta be more careful with comrades...especially the cute red headed ones." He states a small teasing smile appearing.

Nakara would now look at the man's otherwise feral features, raising a red flag in his head. Although he had been a cautious person, Nakara simply looked at the Man for a moment. As he answered his question, Nakara fell to the ground,standing back up looking at him with a surprised look," Cool entrance...but what is your..," he would take a moment to think. After tapping his chin for a moment he would snap his fingers, finding the answer to the man's identity. He would look at Mezurashii and smile," She is one of the strongest Kunoichi's I know and she can definitely take a hit," as Nakara sat back down he would nod his head towards Echo.

[1561]

All was going well; and then it appeared that a simple question which Nakara had asked the man had set him off. He was screaming and shouting.. Oh shit! He was psychotic! He was about to kill them all because of that one question! If Hisao could move, he'd be absolutely terrified and most likely he would have wet himself. But alas, after the spar where he face dived a tree and got slammed into the ground, he was pretty fatigued, so he braced for his imminent death. Closing his eyes, he felt a slight tinge of sorrow at how he was unable to help the others, but then again, they're all going to die it seemed. So this is the end.. He could feel a slight change in his eyes.. but he was still waiting. And he waited some more. The man just kept going on.. he didn't even know what the man was on about until he got to the end and by then Hisao had zoned out, something about attacking every red head he sees? He was unsure, but that seemed like a pretty racist.. wait, no, hairist? thing to do. Opening his eyes, he saw that the man had in fact, not slaughtered the two people he was sparring with. How weird! He knew, deep inside though, that the sheer aura of his 'coolness' had stopped the man from committing such a horror. It was his duty to these shinobi to keep them alive, so he had to press on and show the man his extent of coolness. After everything had been said and there was silence in the air, Hisao would speak up, "They call me Hisao..", he would then close his eyes and send one hand to his shades, clutching one of the shades' temples. Pulling it off from his face slowly and dramatically, he'd open his eyes to reveal his now two-tomoe sharingan. "Hisao Uchiha." After that move, he was certain that their lives would now be spared. Good work, Hisao! You're the silent saviour of the day.

[Requesting approval for 2nd tomoe sharingan]

Mezurashii just looked around, granted the performance was very entertaining but she had completely lost the track of conversation.

"So... What's you name?" she asked confusedly, she leaned back to see... Hisao? yeah. Hisao had given them a greeting and as it turned out he was an Uchiha, she tilted her head his red eyes but simply passed it off as a dojutsu thing.

"Ano... my name is Mezurashii and this is my friend and teammate Nakara, the boy over there already introduced himself as Hisao" the redhead replied politely before turning down to put away her gear. The new comer seemed nice enough, obviously he wasn't one stuck bastard who thought they could rule the world just because they come from a clan.

Shaking her head of those thoughts Mezurashii continued to pack up while listening to the conversation.