First Chance [Open to Kumo Nin]

Waking up just as energized to get stronger as ever, Luka literally bounces out of the bed and noticed he was already wearing his attire, he supposed that he had fallen asleep after trying on a new outfit which consisted of black shorts and plain blue hoodie. Of course he had also taken a shower the night before as he didn't want to shame his beloved village with the smell of his disgusting body odor. He slipped his training boots on blasted out the door ready to start this morning with a refreshing session of training with whoever he could find. On his way to the training grounds he noticed an apple tree, remembering he hadn't eaten breakfast he climbed up the tree, grabbed an apple, and eaten it on his way to the area.

Finally arriving at a semi flat terrain, Luka would scan the area to get a general idea of what he would be hopefully sparring with someone on. There were a couple trees scattered around, but mostly there were plenty of boulders to hide and jump over in every direction. Luka decided that if more than one person could come to train they could practice their stealth abilities by playing Hide n' Go Seek which was one of his favorite games, maybe even Tag if they were up for it. He may have had the appearance of a ninja, but he definitely had the heart of a child. Luka would leaning against boulder a couple feet taller than him, whistling a jolly tune while waiting.

After his grueling second day, Hellaniko Mayori finally stepped away from the Kumokagure Academy to walk around the sprawling village hidden the mist. Finally, he made his way to a beautiful clearing, surrounded by apple trees. Sitting here, Mayori had to admit that, while he still missed his quaint Island Village, it had nothing quite like what he was seeing here. Including a young boy leaping up the trees like a squirrel. Or like a Ninja. By the time Mayori had reached the boy, he had come down from the tree, and was standing next to a rock whistling what Mayori could only assume was a tune taught to boys born in the Hidden Cloud. As Mayori approached, he noticed that the kid seemed a bit distanced. At first, the Island Village native thought that he had irritated the young ninja, but then he saw that the boy was in fact just bored. If the child was anything like the squad of boys and girls who used to surround the Mayori's boat when it came in with fresh lobsters, Hellaniko knew exactly how to deal with him. Walking in a careful, exaggerated manner, Mayori walked up the boy, and spoke again in an equally exaggerated way.

"Hey, I have something very important to say to you" he said to the young nin, and tapped him on the shoulder. "You're it."

With that, and an intentionally juvenile sticking out of the tongue, Hellaniko Mayori was off to the races.

Every day was an opportunity to learn something. Kiwoharu always went to the training grounds after his lessons at the academy to practice further. He focused on his surroundings as he wandered the grounds toward a clearing. He heard a whistle, and them an exaggerated voice as he got closer. He slowed his approach, listening closely. He realized that they were playing a game of tag. If he was seen, then he was in danger of being 'it'.

With that realization, Kiwoharu quietly moved at an angle to the voices, remaining in the area while still trying not to draw attention to himself. Despite how serious he seemed on the outside, he did enjoy playing games, especially with other students. They helped develop valuable skills. Thus he decided to stick around and play with the other two for now. Making friends would be nice too.

[Not to sound rude, but you guys are definitely going to need to edit your posts. First of all, I climbed up the tree, I didn't jump, which doesn't really matter, but it's impossible for me to jump that high with my strength and speed. The second thing is I'm not hiding behind a tree or hiding at all for that matter, I'm simply leaning against a large rock and I only started whistling once I reached the rock. Oh and Hellaniko if you wished to use the oar blade in this topic you would have needed to registered it in the item creation area found Item Creation. It would also be nice if you guys could add a link to your stats page in your signature as it is required in the rules, thank you. Send a PM my way once you've made the edits.]

Luka would have been standing posted up against the large rock whistling his fun little tune when a boy came forward from the forest. Luka supposed the boy had been following him, what an odd fellow he must have been, but Luka was friendly enough to not mind the boy unless he was here to harm him, but he seriously doubted one would want to harm him as he had done nothing wrong to anyone or anything for that matter. As he was walking towards Luka he mentioned that he had something important to say to Luka, which Luka could only wonder what was so important that this boy had followed him to tell him. Then Luka noticed the boy's rising hand and at an instant Luke would have jumped to his right out of reach from the boy as he wasn't sure what the boy was doing. Just as the boy placed his hand where Luka's shoulder would have been he said, "You're it," would this have meant that this boy knew of the game Tag also? Or perhaps it wasn't a game, but for all Luka knew it was in fact the same game he was taught as a child just as all other children were taught. Taking instant reaction before the boy could come get him after Luka had jumped out of the way, Luka would notice a rock a bit larger than the one he had leaned against a few meters to the left as fast as he could he would use his hands and legs to climb up it so that the boy could not reach him standing a top it he could see the whole area clearly and not only that, but there would be another boy standing at the other side of the training ground possibly watching the game, "Does this guy want to play with us too? Probably, who doesn't love a good game of Tag. Tag is probably the second most fun game ever, after Hide and Go Seek of course," Luka would think to himself. Standing upon the rock, if the boy hadn't reached him by then or had even come towards him in the first place, Luka would cup his hands around his mouth and yell out, "I AM THE KING OF TAG AND ALL OTHER GAMES, NO ONE SHALL BEAT ME! I AM UNDEFEATABLE, NONE SHALL PASS," thinking about how that made no sense he would fix his wording, "NONE SHALL SURPASS ME IN SUCH A GAME!" If the boy were to sneak up on Luka while he was making his so called speech the boy would have probably succeeded and embarrassed Luka in front of a nonexistent crowd.

As Hellaniko's hand came down, he almost didn't realize that he had tagged rock instead of young ninja. The boy's speed definitely surpassed Mayori's own, but as he had learned many years ago, the point of tag was not, strictly speaking, to win. The point was to run everyone involved around to the point of exhaustion. In Island Village, this had been virtually a necessary to keep the parents, normally spent from manual labor jobs, from going truly insane. For this reason, Mayori did not attempt to tag the young Ninja as he stood on the rock, shouting. Instead, he put down his oar blade and picked up a large leaf lying on the ground nearby. holding the leaf out away from himself like a kunai, Mayori took a mock battle pose, and shouted with the feigned intensity of a Hidden Wind Warrior.

"Here I come!"

He kept an eye on the other two, noticing that one of them had spotted him. Kiwoharu stayed quiet and moved a little closer to them, stopping when the one boy shouted from the top of the rock he was on. Undefeatable? Challenge accepted. he thought to himself. He then moved a little bit closer, before preparing himself to move should either of them approach him. The other boy hadn't seemed to notice him yet though, and was concentrating on the boy who had shouted from the rock. For this reason, he kept quiet and remained where he was for now, having closed the distance between the three of them by a few meters.

Luka standing on his rock, which by that point he had named accordingly, "The Rock That Is Stood On By The Best Tag Player Ever, Rock," although it would soon be was and not is making the rock an important part of history in Luka's eyes. Luka made sure to note the exact location, size, and shape of the rock so that when historians asked him if he had ever stood on a rock, he could direct them to the one with a great name. In many people's eye Luka was the most amazing "name thinker upper" and the most amazing at almost everything else too, or at least that's what Luka assumed to be true. Luka then noticed two things, the boy he had noted earlier came a few meters closer bringing him only a couple boulders away from Luka and the other boy had called out that he was coming, which meant one of two things, he was coming to tag Luka or this was a horror film and he was coming to slit Luka open and eat his insides. After a good few moments of thought Luka decided it was the former, but just to be sure he yelled out, "Are you going to eat me?!" A little bit afraid of what the reply was going to be Luka decided to run towards the other boy so he could throw him down to be eaten instead of himself. Luka had to make two leaps of fate to get to the other boy, and once he got mentally prepared he would make the first leap, and would successfully land on the rock that was a half meter away towards the boy. Now it was all up to Luka to make the second jump, so he would not be eaten as a possibility. Leaping off the rock he was on, he would only notice too late when he was in mid air that the rock was too far away, he would then fall forward his head hitting the rock he would fall to his side with a single tear dropping down his left cheek, but he could not show weakness now, not in a game of tag! He would instantly jump up to his feet and laugh really loudly so they could see he was "okay", "BAHAHAHA HEE HEE HEE HO HO HO," then again his laugh was one of the awkward ones and there still was a huge bump on his forehead. Having gotten back on his feet he would run towards the boy who had been standing there and scream at the top of his lungs, "WE'RE GONNA DIE! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" as he would run in circles around the boy. After he would run around three times he would start to get tired and lean forward putting his arms on his thighs panting and waiting for something to happen if it were to not happen sooner. Luka hoped more people would come and that this would get interesting much sooner.

As Hellaniko began his charge, the boy on the top of the rock abruptly jumped off and ran away, just as he had expected. However, when Mayori reached the stone’s apex himself, he noticed something surprising. A second, far more serious looking young man, seemingly closer to his own age, was also standing in the now-visible clearing. Indeed, the boy he was attempting to play tag with was now running in literal circles around the newcomer.
“Strange kid,” thought Hellaniko. Still, years of being the big brother type in Island Village had taught Mayori that, at times like this, you should follow the reality of the youngest person playing. If the boy thought that he and his new friend needed to run for their lives, than Hellaniko would make sure they did. Playfully, of course. Therefore, after running down one rock and back up another, the young Islander stood and yelled in his strongest voice “Look out! I am coming. Rolling Double tag attack!” With that, he dove down the rock at and approximately 90 degree angle, and started barreling towards his fellow nin like the world’s slowest, least coordinated boulder.

Sigan stretched and stood from his meditation pillow. His eyes scanned his apartment room glancing at the scattered scrolls of Water Styled Jutsu and Genjutsu. His own ink had spilled on his created scrolls. He sighed and ignored the mess as he stood and stepped out onto his balcony. The air was clean and thin. The sky was perfect. Just a bright and sunny morning. His least favorite kind of weather... With a deep breath he lept down from his balcony and alighted upon the street below. With a shrug of his shoulders to loosen the muscles, Sigan turned his sight towards the Training Grounds. His disapointment in his slow progress of power bearing forethought in his mind. He needed training...his goal would not be met if he couldn't obtain more power. So with that in mind the shinobi began his ascent up the mountainside towards the Grounds. It was here that he caught glimpse of several young ninja dancing about the field. Sigan would give a hidden smirk that would be concealed by his scarf as he stepped out onto the field. Childish games...He did miss them from time to time. But Anbu did not play games. He would need to focus. So with that he began to make his way towards the meditation stumps near the Chakra Control area. He payed  no mind to the children, even if one were to run up to him he would not notice them. He would however react should he be touched and spoken to.