Metting a Yuki.

The mist thickened to a point where he could no longer sense but that of a large mass below him. His hand seals were done and he was still ten meters from the top of the wall where he pushed off backwards pulling off a backflip and seeing the clone that was following him releasing the jutsu aimed for the center of the clone and pulling the water from the mist Came a Water dragon not bothering really with aiming he would just fall to the ground hopefully landing on his feet. at which point he would have to begin moving again, damn why was this so hard? He had spent a year in the bloody simulator but yet this jounin was giving him a run for his damn money. While he was moving the same two hand seals would be formed and he would sink into the earth resting while he was there.

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As Demetri ran up the wall, Rakka would begin making hand signs for another water dragon, trying to keep him from reaching the top. However, things didn’t play out quite the way she thought they would. As Demetri dodged Rakka’s clone, she saw the technique come to its completion. She knew it was coming, but she still wasn’t quite prepared for it, and the clone was helpless against the blast of water. Dissipating in a poof of smoke, the clone was gone, leaving Rakka back in her original position, with just one clone left, the mist faded, and her attack largely unsuccessful. However, she’d regained a small bit of chakra, so she felt ready for another go at him. Her last clone would work in conjunction with the original. If this worked, he would never touch the ground. Rakka’s clone spiraled chakra in her hand once more, forming yet another rasengan, and positioning herself under his path of flight, so that he would probably land right on top of the chakra sphere. Since he was in the middle of doing a backflip, this would most likely prevent him from dodging the technique. If he had no way of getting away, she would pull it away so that it didn’t cause any serious damage to the man.

 
As this was happening, the original Rakka would complete her hand seals, sending yet another dragon at Demetri, coming up from the water left from their previous techniques, and rising up, attempting to come down directly on top of him, effectively sandwiching him between a rasengan and a water dragon.

His Chakra senses seemed to improve as he could now tell where the clone was as the mist dissipated. The clone seemed to be forming Chakra in its hand. Demetri began the process of the five hand seals, which would be done in a flash, and finished just as he saw the water dragon above him and hit the Rasengan only to leave a puff of smoke and a rather large pile of snow in his place which would fall onto the clone followed by the Water dragon. Demetri would be standing ten meters to the right of where the clone was facing the way that the dragon had come from. Seeing the young girl standing there he decided to end this little spar. Forming one hand seal he would move at his top speed, 200, and move around and behind the girl placing a hand on her shoulder after doing so. "Nice spar. You had me on the ropes a few times!" he would say if she did not try to attack him once again. It seemed she was unable to use her clans element yet but that was fine it would come in time no need to force it. For now though he needed food and perhaps Rakka here would be hungry as well. "What do you say to relaxing and some food?" He asked as he took his hand off her shoulder.

Rakka sighed quietly as he substituted, yet again, out of her attack range. The clone didn’t have a chance, dissipating with a poof of smoke. She whirled around, realizing she’d given him an opening, and she felt a hand touch her shoulder. But it seemed he was done with fighting. That suited her just fine, as she was starting to run out of chakra. She listened to his proposal to go find something to eat, and nodded silently.
”That works for me.” She would say simply, stretching out her arms. Her clothes were very wet from the mist she’d created, but she didn’t feel cold, so a change of clothes could wait. She wrung out part of her shirt, cupping her hands to catch the water, and starting slightly as it started to sparkle slightly, as if it were crystalizing. Maybe it was just a trick of the light? She would just wait for Demetri to lead her to a place to eat, maybe dry out.

She seemed to be fine with going home and getting some food and some rest. Leading the way back, but unsure of where to go yet, he thought of things that still needed to be done in the village. 'Food for sure....if not we will starve.' Perhaps that would be something to speak to the Tenkage about getting some wheat so Bread and Ramen could be made. Demetri decided to just head back to the Leaders office stopping while on the way and telling one of the workers there what he would like to eat and waiting on Rakka to say what she wanted. Demetri went with a simple bowl of Soup, he was rather chilled even though he had lived in Yukigakure for most of his life. Perhaps it was just the girl herself, maybe her water was colder for some reason...Nonetheless Demetri lead her inside were a fire was lit in the dinning hall and sat at a table close to them. "So tell me what do you know of your clan?"

Rakka followed Demetri, bypassing taverns and such in the village, which confused her for a moment. Weren’t they going for food? She followed him, however, back to the leader chambers, where it appeared they would be eating today.
”Just a bowl of broth.” She muttered to the worker who came by, sitting down across from him at the table. She started wondering about trivial things, like if shed left the oven on at home, but it seemed stupid to just leave like that. She listened to his comment about her clan. What did she know of their clan, anyways? Not exactly that much, seeing as she’d gone by the last name of Suminoe for most of her life, and never even knew she was a yuki. Living in the desert had a way of hiding the fact that you were immune to cold, and could turn water into ice, since any water they had would have to be drank right away. But still, she knew a bit from what her mother told her of the clan, before she passed on.
 
She shrugged, staring at her feet for a moment.
”The Yuki clan originated in the Land of Water. Long ago, the country was in the midst of a civil war. In this war, different sides battled each other using ninja, some of whom possessed kekkei genkai. After the war ended, memories of the horrific battles still lingered in the minds of the people, causing wide-spread persecutions against those with kekkei genkai. Because of this, the Yuki clan, whose members carried the Ice Release kekkei genkai were forced into hiding. Thus, there aren’t very many of us left, and fewer still who reveal it willingly, even this far after those events.“ She explained for Demetri, speaking at unusual length, compared to her usual mannerisms. 

(WC: 1514/2000 for Ice)

'Land of water huh.' he thought to himself as he thought about the place that was no longer. "Sounds like a bad history really." He said as he watched the Soup and some Broth come out to them. "Sorry for bringing you here but hopefully this will help dry your clothes a bit faster." He explained as he began to eat the simple bowl of soup. Perhaps The girl would be able to learn how to use the Ice element shortly but again no need in rushing things. It was weird how she had come all the way from Sunagakure to Yukigakure and it seemed as though there was no real shock in the element change. 'I wonder how promoted her to Jounin......' it was an offhanded thought and of no real concern This girl was good enough to be an Anbu Operative if this was a major village, which he hoped would happen, and he intended on keeping her here to help with the village. "You are quite strong with your jutsu and tactics." he noted wondering what Rakka thought of her own tactics.

(Sorry it's short, not very creative atm) 


”It is.” Answered Rakka to Demetri’s first remark. To his second remark, she simply shrugged. ”Thank you.” She answered, sitting up a little straighter in her chair. She was unused to this kind of praise. She stared at the fire for a while, not saying anything.
”So… am I free to go?” She would ask him quietly when she finished her food. She felt awkward just sitting here like this, she sort of wanted to go home, or maybe go for a bit of a walk…


(WC: 1600/2000 for Ice)

"Yes of course you are free to go." Demetri said as he ushered the workers foward to take the empty bowls. After which He would stand and lead the way out of the dinning hall. Demetri would head back towards the Office while Rakka went her own ways.

[Short sorry]