A wake up call for new gens. (mission)

Mission
http://naruto-role-play-rpg.forumotion.com/t29046-teacher-for-a-day-d-rank
 
 
The grey mane of hair adorned in black armor well ventilated and light for his frame found himself the least of likely tasks for the day. Xuba’s grey eyes glanced down at the classroom at hand as apparently the instructor for the lot was off taking care of an emergency. He had also heard wind that the individual ide’a of emergency was quiet vauge. Judging how commonly the job was called for. Yet this was not the immediate time. Unlike many instructors xuba had a way out in the lands with the pulps. So it was nothing but an excuse to kick back and such. Besides along with pocket change He was curious in observing the root of where all of the training for the village geninn such as cole, and the birdy boy had come from.
 
The man glanced at the paper and then the academy. A moment of contemplation on doing the favor as it was a place of walls not out doors, worst yet not dirt. As he entered The place was clean yet this meant nothing to xuba. The fact it meant it was clean simply spoke for itself. As in the time before the classes began he scooped out the place. Even a cute little place for the kids to eat and socialize… the training spot with target practicing targets. Yeah the children needed to grow up fast. The little control environment was not going to work. Sadly he figured they followed a routine.
 
Poor little drones. No wonder they are so predictable. Told said way is the way to handle things… Its almost as if everyone else in all other villages somehow follow such a routine perhaps? That kumo boy had a means to follow some moralic way of mercy. If I slipped a bomb in the bag and it blew up perhaps his street smarts would never have kicked in… how unfortunate. That now these kids will have the work of their life.
 
Xuba thought as he finished looking over the place once more. The arrival of other instructors grumbling and hungry made him leave for a moment as he slipped into a booth in the nearby market and had himself a filling breakfast prior to starting as he would be smartand wake up before teaching anyone anything.  Afer an hour or two the man returned back sipping on sme freshly squeezed juice. Where many went after some sluggish building thing like ramen as a quick bite to eat.  Xuba felt at least refreshed as he found the class room and glanced over the seat.  Before sitting down and looking over the work before him.
 
For a man needing substitutes at least the instructor kept a watchful eye on their work. The students had strengths and weaknesses and habits. The Question still loomed in his head how even with such an integrated system the students were not pressed. Although It would have much to do and say with perhaps consistency. Although he thought back to surviving. There is a distinct difference between survival, and mere book knowledge. Which was what this was.
 
Should be able to sort this out by end of today. As these kid hope to someday stand in front of me as an equal, pr at least hope I am willing to even give them the ounce of acknowledgement. 
 
Xuba thought as the children began to arrive. Some parents were there for first time to even see their children off. A luxury xuba never had. So he would be unable to relate to it. It was their joy to hold and host. So he would not intrude upon it. As he never needed a means to  Aquent himself with the emotions.  Instead now his eyes were forward associating each fac and report with each kid.  With the academy students finally inside xuba tapped an armor finger on the desk.
 
The loud rapping causing some kids with discomfort in which with his right hand he drummed his fingers on the desk which would cause some kids to squirm in the back. The kids  in bnack acting silly were the cause of this as he
 
Xuba ceased the tsppig for a moment before speaking up to the students at hand the annoying ones in the back were the main focus of this. It seemed as if the tapping caused a sudden hush of annoyance on the student’s faces which then he smiled. 
 
“with but a tap of my fingers I can see you can all concentrate on the instructor. Good job there are points for you. The name is tatsuma. Your instructor is a bit busy so I will be filling in on him.”
 
Xuba stated as he pointed to the desk in the back. His grey eyes had a kind warm smile on it, but he knew what it was that the children needed. Order and to be vigilant. The file of the boy was still on his desk as he watched a mousy haired boy come to the front.  The boy nervously placed his hands in his pockets as he neared. The others began to talk but before they could speak xubas eyes would meet theirs and hence they went silent. Thus the boy walked forward amid the silence. 
 
“all eyes on him please, just look at him. Study each step he takes in silence, how he moves. The destination, and the rhythm of breath. Find a flaw, any flaw.”
 
Xuba stated quietly. The class as a whole stared at him. It was then the boy felt the pressure build upon him. A bead of sweat. As the steps nearly ceased. 
 
“No boy…. no Come here. Learn to walk through the eyes that will stare you down. Like a pack of wolves. The world will watch you. They will study your very motions. In search of a way to get to you…. To get to your family. You wish to be a ninja right? Serve the kage. Guess what. He and all others will watch you. Study your very movements. Judge, calculate. Assert If you are worthy of rank and title. The closer you get to him. The stronger and longer the stares.”
 
Xuba stated through his pressed together fingertips as he considered the boy and noted the boy fidgeting. His nervousness was simply a sign that the boy was not ready. A simple test despite the clowning around  it showed xuba much more then he would let on. 
 
“the world is unforgiving students. Here you are in a room, and in the back are targets. But the reality at hand is you must loose something in order to Grow into your shinobi. The one thing you may have besides the duty of a village. Is knowing your reasonbs for doing this. The world may easily be out to get you. But you should know why at leastyou are willing to go through such pressure in the act of your home. Now I will make sure you remember this moment…. You boy. Why do you stand here and take a step forward?”
 
The boy trembled a bit under the pressure of the words and request yet he still stood there which made xuba smile. The very simple task of stepping forward was like being willing to walk straight towards danger. A will that was needed to survive in the world. Simply because as xuba knew a person could not always run away from the things they feared, and villagers cannot always flee. The gist of it was that a shinobi was to fight to the end.
 
Although self-preservation kicks in and so many flee. The few elite only possess the very thing that so many do not have. The bird boy and cole possessed this in theory but so untrained. Its just wisdom as opposed to blind guts will make it possible to learn. With both one can choose their battles on their terms. A smart warrior is a warrior that knows to run and fight, a great warrior knows to manipulate these factors. In the end these kids will be tested. Tested and their answers will resign their fate.
 
Xuba thought as he listened to the boy’s request. And sipped his juice before continuing.
 
“return to your seat and hands folded on desk then. Ah so then..”
 
Xuba flicked through the  files quietly as he took his time  generating a little suspense. A girl who was meek and squeaky was next. He then whispered to one kid and hence whispered another thing to another ine having the girl hear slight whispers as the class pointed at  xuba and he smiled. The girl however showed a good composure as she caught tiny scraps of  whispers. Making her breathing unsteady. Xuba held up a hand.
 
“nope once more start over. Maintain your poise and pride.”
 
The girl flushed slightly with irritation yet xuba was not one to worry as he was pressing her to her limits. Her concentration as her resolve relaxed her as she approached the second time. Her steps calmer, under his gaze and the gaze the silence of the surrounding students. Yet xuba took a breath and nodded.
 
“Yes now sit, you seemed to have gotten what it means to move under pressure. You cannto be fidgeting when the pressure mounts on you. On a mission, even before your supiriors. This will only lead you to make mistakes. They can be very costly indeed.”
 
 
The students quietly nodded as the introductory fashion of the class. As some grew expecting the task asked of them. Thus they grew more comfortable as each one came by. The tasks xuba gave the rest were random but purposeful, to get used to eyes on them mindset and minding their manners. To work under the pressure was more than a mere shinobi skill, but a lifesaving skill. When the students had their say and fill the shoes of the future at least they would be aware of their allies amid combat and a crisis, and aware of their enemies.
 
“Out there you will run into all kinds of thugs, and cut purses, some younger then you, some older then your father and mother. It is about being vigilant in the times that call upon you most. To know that there is somethings hat may cost you and your home danger even if safe in appearance. Which is why its good to diffrienciate the gazes. Plus to know who it is that has you in their sights. With this knowledge. You are one step safer, your home is one step safer, and your enemies are able to be picked out. Its not all benefits. Should you be on the roaming of bad habits and deeds…. Your ally’s eyes are easily ones that will catch you and thus you will be punished. Your acceptance of the head band means not only you hold a standard for your own allies, but yourself as well. Your actions.”
 
Xuba pointed with a gauntlet finger at each student making sure to ook each in the eyes. The normal warmth in the grey eyes vanished as it was almost like a cold winter day with his eyes to each. Their attention was purely on the man as he spoke.
 
“will be judged. Your actions will represent what this village holds and accepts. So as the future. I expect no quarter for those that will dare to stand between here and our enemies. Even allies from another land may become enemies. Your loyalties aside from the desire of fun will be the for front of your service here… your life.”
 
He let the word hang in the air for the students who fidgeted a bit at the word.
 
“is to the service of this village.. I want you to know I will make sure to keep it safe. But you all I hope and expect you to keep the village as the front…. We shall go to the yard and thus study the basic combat guard students. Follow me in orderly fashion. I expect you guys to find the flaws in even the great stances and find the many ways you can create openings… this will be eccential not to your test, but yur duty as shinobi. Come quickly.”
 
Xuba would state as he would lead the children under the hot sun to maintaining and  working to mastery the application of a combat stance. The ways to defend and even escape and evade in the situation of an attack. The homework was to show a strong  combat stance which xuba left a note at the end of the day for the instructor. As it read in quote.
“not strong enough stance whole class does 20 sit ups.”
 
 
(exit)
 
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