Trainin'in a Clan District |Private, NK|

Salzem nodded in appreciation. He was glad the Uchiha had took the lead as he had NO idea how to get to the Training grounds from the Uchiha district. Isshin had not lead them out of the clan's territory, rather he had lead them to another part of the area, one for training exclusively. The sun seemed to have disappeared from the sky as Salzem had not noticed any change before. It was almost like the sky had just shifted from blue to black in a matter of seconds. When they reached the Uchiha training area, Salzem was surprised by the differences between it and the public one. Quiet. Dead, unending quiet. There were few to no trees as the four of them were in a clearing. He shivered. It seemed like a place people came to die with it's gloomy atmosphere and empty of most life. Salzem drew his katana slowly. He did not feel entirely safe here without his weapon in hand and even then, it was questionable. Trying to keep his inner feelings under control, he twirled his blade between his fingers, careful to keep the blade away from the others.
"Well," Salzem spoke, keeping a slight shiver down. "Sparring anyone?"

Risako's feet made little thuds on the dirt as she jogged after them, the green tea still burning in the back of her throat. Maybe chugging a half cup of hot liquid isn't the best idea. She took note of the path they were taking, noticing it was the same way they came in from. Where Isshin planned on taking them to train, Risako didn't know. At the moment, the sun was setting off in the distance, casting a orange hue over the clouds that reminded Risako of her fire. Aside from Isshin's "We should be there soon," the group was pretty quiet, only amplifying the creepiness of the walk. Really, the ambient noises weren't what creeped Risako out, but the fact that they were striding through the woods at dark. 

Upon arrival of their destination, the leader would turn and announce they were here, as if it wasn't apparent. Risako would saunter to the right a bit, plopping down in the sand. She looked up for the first time since the sky had turned black, and noticed the moon was shining bright through the trees. She was beginning to wonder what kind of training they would do, when Salzem decided to speak up. 

Risako felt a bit of indecision, but stood. If no one else would accept Salzem's proposal, or came up with an alternative, she would.

Salzem watched as the Uchiha attempted to show off the fruits of his training. He surged his chidori through his katana blade, which was indeed impressive. What wasn't was that, while seemingly trying to make himself seem even more amazing, ended up smashing his face into a near by tree trunk. Hard. It was all Salzem could to to suppress a surge of laughter that was welling up in his throat. That did not stop him from smiling beneath his mask however, as they could not see it anyway. Salzem felt now that he should get ready for training and slammed his hands together in the tiger seal. He split his chakra evenly and formed a Shadow clone next to him. Although he was not under direct attack and he was somewhat calm, he felt his "Killer's Instinct" well up within his belly, threatening to take him over. The last thing Salzem wanted was to end up badly hurting his fellow genin or himself for that matter as he did not know the abilities of his potential opponents. Although the attack was mental, Salzem felt it ravage his body. His inner demons had gained much power sense that day where he beat those bullies into unconsciousness, forcing Salzem to brawl with said demons near every-waking moment. He shivered again, involuntarily as the battle between Salzem and his Demons began again. His shadow clone already seemed to succumb to the attack, red eyes glinting with sadistic evil. The true Salzem kept his mind blank, trying to halt the process but it would not be stopped for the world. Salzem's "Killer's Instinct" had won it's bout with Salzem, freely flowing over Salzem's mind, coating it in dark, violent intentions. Even though he was still in control of himself, his priorities shifted. He raised his sword in an aggressive manner, shadow clone following suit. Now... He just needed a target. Risako? perhaps... Even though his darker side drove his actions, Salzem still fought feebly to free himself from his demons. He winced as a throbbing pain coursed through his skull, halting all mental activity. His blade slipped from his fingers as the two minds fought for dominance to control the body. Somehow, Salzem was able to suppress his demons, forcing them deeper into the recesses of his mind. He Looked around at everyone. Isshin, who was slammed against a tree. Ana, who was experimenting with some scroll. Risako admiring the moon. What a group they made...

The genin watched as Isshin performed some neat tricks with his chidori. Well, most of them were pretty neat, the only one that wasn't was when he slammed face first into a tree. Risako would bust out laughing, as she had similar experiences when training herself for acrobatics. A few tears escaped her eyes, and her abs hurt, but she eventually made her way over to the Uchiha, whose plight was seemingly ignored by the others in the group. 

From what she could tell, he was unconcious, or at least he was pretending to be. Either way, she would lean over and grab him by the shoulders, pulling him into a sitting position, while saying "Come on, get up." Risako wasn't a doctor, but a blow to the head like that could very well have been a concussion, and that would mean they would need to keep him awake. Hopefully he was fine and what not.

Risako heard a thud and turned to see that Salzem had dropped his sword. She wanted to take up his offer for a spar, but couldn't leave Isshin unattended. Turning to Ana, she would shout (I'm assuming it's far enough away to shout) "Hey, Ana! Come check on Isshin if he doesn't get up!" 

After that, she would cross the field over to Salzem. "I'll take you up on your offer." Risako noticed something a bit weird about him. "You know... the spar..." Despite the dark, which Risako had grown accustomed to during all the late night training sessions with her old teammates [that sounds so much worse than I meant it to], she could read his body language somewhat, which gave off the impression that something was off. Risako was still about a meter and a half away, but she would lean in slightly, and ask "You ok?" She had managed to ignore the clone at this point.