Return to Form [P, NK,IO,Tsume, Satoru]

Miyamoto returned to the Tachibana Wildlife Reserve after such a long downtime from training. Recovering from his last mission he stretched out before going to the mission boards and being denied for now on missions as his team had completely dissipated. Looking for new people was rough as it took time to train a team or become apart of one. For now he would train alone so he took off towards the Reserve. Quickly he would arrive to the wilderness and after stretching his limbs out a bit he would find the usual spot for training...covered in growth now as the walls he and Satomi had created began to crumble.

"Nostalgic almost...wonder how the kid is..." He said to himself before beginning to train by himself.

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One of the things which Satoru finds most enjoyable about Hoshigakure is its pleasant look. From its royal palace to its plant life, Satoru finds himself strolling around often and taking in much of the scenery. The people of the village create their own topic of thought - this being the very reason Satoru has decided to remain in Hoshi - but when he finds himself wanting to step away from the philosophical thoughts for a while, the Nara usually finds that a stroll rejuvenates him. This is why Satoru is out and about right now.

This Tachibana Wildlife Reserve is a new location to Satoru. The Water Gardens provided a nice sight, a good place to relax, and a place to think very clearly. The royal palace is its own sort of beautiful. Architecture is becoming a loved portion of this village to Satoru. But this place is more natural. Thick trees, animals roaming about, the fresh and crisp air all make up a unique portion of the village.

A boy is in the distance. Looking to be training, Satoru does not really want to bother him. But at the same time, he has been slacking in his own training. Satoru decides that he is to watch from afar. If anyone else comes up and joins him, then Satour will do the same.

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Training day! Which was more like every other day lately. Other days it would be missions he had to go on. But Tsume was complaining, neither was Hakucho. The white feathered bird enjoyed training as much as Tsume did. They stopped at an open part of the Tachibana wildlife. They went here every once and awhile because Tsume loved animals and Hakucho liked flying around with other birds once and a while. Anyway, they wanted to train there first before went bird watching.

Today's training would have them both spar each other. This was something they haven't done in a while. Tsume used Human beast transformation on Hakucho. This was so they could do hand to hand combat training. They charged at each other at the same speed. Fists bared, they clashed, countered, and repeat. They were evenly matched in the art of hand to hand combat thanks to training together for so long. But, Hakucho slipped up and was able to get caught in the leg by Tsume. Tsume then picked up Hakucho the circled around, building momentum. Once at full momentum, the Chokyoshi through Hakucho through the trees and towards Miyamoto. If Miyamoto didn't do anything about it, Hakucho and Miya would collision. If that happened, Tsume would quickly head over to check on the two. "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" He would ask as Hakucho would return to his white feathered form. 

WC:239

Training was going well so far. A bit of stiffness in the joints showed he was out of practice, but a few forms of Passai quickly loosened him up for the day ahead. He looked out upon the reserve, it was as he usually did with training, thinking about the future and what changes it will bring.  He tied his fathers headband around his right arm and sighed before getting back into stance. Normally he would use his chakra sensory techniques to see if anyone was around, but he found that as with most things in life...you just have to roll with the flow.

“Move like water, strike like the earth, become one with the chakra that binds...and become whole.”  He said the mantra to himself over and over before finally releasing a deep breath. However, before he could begin his next step of training he was caught by an unknown assailant. A medium sized mass struck him, though a bit harshly...it was not enough to knock him on his ass as he looked for the mystery attacker.  To his surprise out of the bushes popped out an average looking male with black hair and a slick jacket on.  The glint of his forehead protector caught Miyamoto’s eye as he heard the male apologize for the grievance.  He could tell from the speech of the male that he was rather new to this world. And the other being...turned into a bird, but not just any bird...a white feathered falcon.  The Avian creature made Miyamoto smile. Something he had not done in a while.  So when his attention turned back to the male, Miyamoto just dusted himself off before bowing as he usually did.

“Nothing to be sorry for, it was an honest error, I could have dodged, in fact it might have taught me to never let my guard down. Something I should have already been aware of...”. Miyamoto started in before lifting his head to look the male in the eyes.  He noticed the purple hue that his iris showed, something foreign of this region.

“The name is Miyamoto Terumi, Chuunin of Hoshigakure, who might you and your friend be?”  Miyamoto asked inquisitively

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The ordeal playing out before Satoru was a peculiar one. Two of the individuals - the male and his bird companion - seem most interesting in terms of training methods. Never before has Satoru seen a nonhuman animal transform into a human in order to spar. Everyday, he finds that this village and its people are more different than he knows. And the first male's training does not seem so out of place to Satoru. In fact, he seems so calm that Satoru prefers not to interrupt him. He begins to leave the area but is stopped when he hears the collision.

He turns around to see what has happened and sees that the lone male is in conversation with the male with the bird. With that, Satoru is given an entry. So, after Miyamoto's question is answered, Satoru walks into view and greets the three individuals. Well, the two humans and one bird.

On Satoru's person is a ninja pouch, basic civilian clothing, and his Amegakure headband in one of his pockets. His Kumogakure headband remains in his apartment living quarters.

"Hello there." He begins, walking up to the group. "My name is Satoru. I noticed that you were training and wanted to know if I would be welcome to join."

Should they respond affirmatively, Satoru will also ask them of their names. The rest of his actions would be up to those of these people.

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Surprisingly, well, more like thankfully, Miyamoto seemed pretty chill with getting rammed into by a bird. Although, it must have been do to the fact that he wasn't even knocked over. Tsume picked put Hakucho gently but the white feathered avian recovered quickly and went onto Tsume's shoulder, his favourite spot to rest. Miyamoto explained that Tsume shouldn't be sorry and that he should have been more aware. This boy must be experienced. He predicted as the boy was wearing a Hoshi headband. Another surprise appeared out of nowhere. Another boy, named Satoru as he introduced, came from the trees. He asked if he could join the training. Tsume wouldn't oppose, he was done to learn more about his future allies, or even future enemies. 

Now it was Tsume's turn to introduce himself. "Hello, Saturo and Miyamoto. I'm Tsume Chokyoshi." Then he turned the attention to Haku. "And this is Hakucho." As if on cue, Hakucho flapped his wings magnificently.  Then to answer Satoru's question, Tsume turned to him. "Sure, I don't mind the company." 

The Chokyoshi noticed something strange about both of them, Miyamoto had two village headband, and the other had zero headbands. Miyamoto's second headband wasn't easy to remember but the design ringed a bell. That when he remembered the headband from his textbook at the academy. Now he remembered, it was a village in ruins headband. Amegakure's. Now Satoru could be one of two things, a missing ninja or a wanderer. Either way, Hoshi was a welcoming place, so he needed to respect that. But this wouldn't mean Tsume or Hakucho wouldn't keep a close eye on him.

WC:272 
TWC:511

Miyamoto looked at the two of them, he could tell by the stare of the bird boy that he was wary of the situation...and rightly so. Who can you trust in a world where subterfuge is the main way to make a living. With an adjustment of his armband and his forehead protector, he looked at the group that they had all formed. It was sure a sight to see youth in training. If anyone saw them it would look like delinquent kids skipping academy classes. The cool breeze brought him back to the task at hand before the interruption, training himself to get used to being back in the fold of Hoshigakure shinobi ranks.

"So shall we have ourselves a little spar to get warmed up, or would you like to learn a few taijutsu techniques I use when I get up in the enemy's face?" His question left little to the imagination as he offered to fight them for training purposes or to teach them to beat their foes down with superior strength.

Inside his chest, he could feel his heart beating a little outside the normal range which caused some worry, but he knew that the procedure he was to undergo soon would allow him to regulate the abnormal flow of energy in his body and keep him calm. So with his invitation hanging in the air, he proceeded to step back till he was half a meter away from where he was before as he looked at the two of them. His stance changed from a beginner's defensive stance to that of an advanced practitioners stance as he seemed ready for combat.

"I am ready for whatever you two decide but know that we will leave this forest stronger than we arrived, I promise you." He said as he remained cold, the earth around him felt like his home as he thought ahead to his first move.

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Satoru begins to feel less out of place as he is accepted into the group. Training is the goal here, sharpening each other's skills and abilities. There are multiple ways in which this might be accomplished but a spar is currently the most favored in Satoru's opinion. Due to a lack of ninja work requiring him to fight - in fact, Satoru has yet find  any combat tasks since arriving in Hoshigakure - Satoru feels as though a change in pace needs to happen if he is to remain sharp. Previously, his training has been done either alone through self teaching or with another person who opted only to demonstrate abilities and allow Satoru time to replicate them. These are forms of training which work but are the only ones Satoru has experienced for some time. A change is desired.

"I would like to spar. I'm not sure how my level might amount against you but you know the saying: iron sharpens iron." Satoru assumes a ready stance. It isn't very traditional or vastly used at all, he simply stands in such a way that prepares him to fight. "It will give me a chance to practice some specific jutsu."

So, Satoru waits for a movement and will react accordingly. He faces Miyamoto but keeps tabs on Tsume through his peripheral vision. His breathing becomes focused and controlled in preparation for the coming bout.

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Miyamoto suggested a spar out of the blue, and Satoru agreed to the spar, which just left Tsume and Hakucho to say they wanted to join. Which they would, they were raised by the fact that sparring was a good way to train. Which was true but it also helped build trust and teamwork as they find out each other's strengths and weaknesses. So when they are in battle together, they can cover each other's weakness. In theory, making them almost unstoppable. Tsume smiled and nodded, "Sparring sounds great." 


Tsume knew he was slow, so he could risk not getting the first attack in. So once the others were in their ready positions, about 10 meters away from each other with Miyamoto to his left and Saturo to his right. Hakucho would then launch from Tsume's shoulder towards Saturo at the fastest speed he could (Speed 14). While Hakucho charged at Saturo, closing the distance between them, Tsume would move to the right, away from Miyamoto and to the left about 10 meters away from Satoru and transformed Hakucho into a clone of himself. Now Hakucho charged at Satoru with fists. Not ending their turn quite yet, after transforming Hakucho, Tsume pulled out two shurikens from his pouch, and then if not interrupted, Tsume would fire one at Satoru and one at Miyamoto. (Speed 61 Sharpness 51). The way it would be angled at Satoru, it would be aimed to the right of him, at his heart so it wouldn't hit Hakucho. 

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TWC: 763

Miyamoto watched as both kids agreed to the spar. Their positions in the little area that they had made him smile. Close quarters was where he excelled, and as such when he noticed Tsume’s attack he threw himself into action. The sight of the shuriken caused. Miyamoto to act quickly.

“Nice try, I will give you that.” Miyamoto said as he launched himself up and outwards at a speed of 52. He would dodge the thrown weapon with as he did not want to show his hand just yet.

He would hope his trajectory would bring him right to Tsume as he thought about Satoru, but saw that he would have his hands full soon enough. If he was uninterrupted in his quick flight he would land before Tsume and begin fighting as he would throw jabs and kicks in quick succession. (Speed of 15, strength of 15)

“However if you lack the killing intent...you will never be able to grasp the real use of shinobi tools.” He began as he continued to punch. Eventually he would finish the lecture with the move that Kyousuke taught him the first time they sparred together. Discipline.

He slapped the boys face unless dodged with a speed of 25 and a strength of 15. And it wasn’t intended to do any real lasting harm, but to send a message that training seriously, meant being serious at all times...even if that meant people would get hurt. He looked at Tsume, not as someone beneath him, but as an equal as his eyes seemed to be calculating the next move.

WC: 265/1,075