Welcome, Team 212

The time had finally come, Okisho, a genin of the Leaf village, was placed on a team. The time it took for it to happen wasn't that long, due to the large number of eager shinobi graduating from the academy. He figured it would have taken him at least a couple of months, due to the excess, but he was glad he was wrong. The shinobi causally sauntered over to the emerald, green grassy plains, commonly known as the training grounds were shinobi honed their skills. Also, it was a place where many fresh team members met up to introduce themselves. It was almost like a ritual, a common practice that wasn't exactly in the textbooks, but practice done by all who called themselves shinobi. The higher ups who worked in the administration building continued the old practice, for they too had gone through it all. Okishi thought it was nice to be part of an old tradition like so.

He was quite eager himself, as he couldn't wait to see who he was paired with. The knowledge of his teammates was kept from him, by choice. He wanted it to be a surprise. Like most siblings at birth, you don't get to choose family. A double edge sword yes, but Okisho thought it was well worth the risk. All he was given was a location where to meet, and a team number. Team 212

As for attire, Okisho is a minimalist, nothing too flashy and void of any logos. He is seen wearing a simple all black shirt, and a pair of dark navy-blue slacks which stop at the top of his ankles. A single ninja pouch concealed underneath his black shirt. The pouch his attached to his black leather belt, fastened on the back right side of his waist. His shoes are standard issued shinobi editions, revealing his toes and back ankles. His shinobi headband is tied tight against his forehead, but not so much to cause any discomfort.

He eventually reaches the training ground, lot 17. His eyes shift from side to side in search of anyone around.

Tenshi was humming to himself as he walked along the garden path leading toward the training grounds. He had been there several times recently, attempting to brush up on his skills and improve himself. Looking around he noticed very few shinobi were in the area today, quite an uncommon site, This village is getting slack… The emptiness would not dampen his mood, however, as today he would finally be able to meet his squad, Team 212. He had been looking forward to this moment for a while now, he could finally meet others with a common interest, plus it would make missions far more enjoyable.

He continued walking, stopping for a moment to chuckle as he passed the training dummies along the way, they reminded him of the countless hours he had spent throwing sharp objects at them. Back then he used to miss, a lot, but thankfully this was no longer the case. He had wondered what type of team he would be introduced to, would they get along? Would they be rivals? Would they be a pain in his backside? All things he would learn in due time. One thing he knew for sure, they would have his back as he would have theirs. His biggest fear was of himself, I better not mess this up, this is a huge moment for me and I’ll need to make a good first impression…

As he approached the meeting point, Tenshi took a deep breath, feeling the cool breeze against his face. A sheepish smile formed as his anticipation heightened, this would be a good day, he could just tell! His black and red coat gently rustled behind him as he moved, the Uchiha logo extremely visible at the back. Tenshi was proud of his clan and what it meant to the village. The Uchiha were the strongest of the Leaf Shinobi, a fact he was raised to understand. The rest of his uniform was black and he wore black boots, unlike many shinobi who preferred the open toe look. Instead of a headband, the Konoha plate was bolted onto his jacket sleeve, right above the right bicep, he just thought it was more convenient.

Finally, Tenshi turned the final corner and walked towards the training ground, where he saw somebody already waiting. It did not take much for him to realise who he was looking at, or at least what his family name was. Uchiha… It had been a while since he trained with another from his clan, his excitement rose. It was quite uncommon for Uchiha to be in the same squad, Leaf Shinobi teams would usually balance out their members so as to avoid having many weaknesses. He approached his clan mate nodded respectfully.

”Good morning, it appears to me that you and I will become very acquainted with one another. I did not expect to be working with a fellow Uchiha, but I can’t say that I am dissapointed.” He extended his hand with a smile, ”It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Tenshi Uchiha, and I am going to become the next Hokage!”

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The first had arrived at the scene, Okisho swung around gracefully, his eyes now locking on to the approaching shinobi. His aura was welcoming, almost matching his own eagerness in meeting the rest of the team. and to add on to that, he too was a member of the Uchiha clan. Once within reach, he extends his own arm in a friendly manner and grasps Tenshi's hand with a firm grip. He didn't quite know him, but his professional impression already gave him an indication on what this new relationship could turn out to be.

"Nice to meet you Tenshi, my name is Okisho Uchiha.", after he retracted his hand, his eyebrows rose slightly upon hearing Tenshi's goal in life. It was quite a goal indeed, to carry the mantle of such a highly respected position in the village. A position on second to the daimyo, the financial backers of the village. This also meant, that the fellow Uchiha would have to train like no other, to put aside his personal life in order to gain the right amount of prestige to gain the influence needed to secure the position. Such, dedication to serve the village was something Okisho undoubtedly respected. Coming from a military like household, the rest of his family would agree. A sudden breeze would blow, it could be felt throughout the grounds, it brushed upon Okisho while in thought.

"If you are aiming to become the Hokage, you're going to have to train like no other. Take advantage of any opportunity you can to learn not only how this village works but to also grow in power to keep what you want safe. If you're really serious about that, I have much respect for you and your aspirations."

Okisho on the other hand didn't believe could do that. the position of the Hokage granted powers that affected the village as a whole. But the problem with that, was not everyone is on the same page. making alliances with villages who have done such wrongs in the past, to satisfying on clan over the other. So much diplomacy would drive Okisho crazy, nothing was linear. But that's why Okisho preferred being a shinobi, he had orders, and that was it. Just following orders and being part of something bigger than himself. That was his goal in life, to contribute. he places both hands within his pants pockets and relaxed his posture a tad bit.

"As for my goal in life, well... I do believe I already achieved it, Tenshi. I just want to be a part of something bigger than myself, to keep those traditions that got us here going if I'm being honest. Know what I mean?", he glances towards Tenshi, seeing if he had any input to what he said. If he indeed was going to become the leader of the village, Okisho thought it would be a good idea to take a peek within the mind of the future ruler.
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Tenshi was glad his fellow Uchiha seemed like a positive person, he had been worried that he would have to deal with some edgy teenage full of angst, but this was a pleasant surprise. The embrace was a warm one and full of respect, but it was also an investigative one. Okisho was trying to get a good handle on Tenshi, he knew this because Tenshi was doing the same. Manners were one thing, but to a Shinobi, information was the difference between life and death. He chuckled at his teammate’s reaction to his statement, it was not uncommon for people to act that way after hearing his words, ”Quite arrogant and upfront I must admit, but I do want people to know my intentions when I meet them. I believe if we understand each others’ goals and motivations, we can truly become stronger as a collective.”

Tenshi had faced a lot of doubt in his time from those around him, his goals were not shared by many due to the impossible mountain that had to be climbed to achieve them. Very few who aspire to become the Hokage ever truly made it that far. Often they would break, give up, or die… Hell, sometimes it would be all three… But Tenshi was not a quitter, this was no mere dream. Tenshi was impressed by Okisho’s demeanour, he stood with respect and authority. It was clear he was a well-disciplined individual and Tenshi had great respect for this.

”Indeed I will, I expect that I will face many hardships on the way toward my goal. But with good people around me, I know that it is something I can achieve. Being Hokage is not just about leading, but by sacrificing yourself to defend the village. Konoha is my life, and I would gladly give my own to defend it.” He knew that he sounded like any other generic Shinobi by saying this, but it did not make it any less true. He had lived his entire life in Konoha and its people had treated him with love and respect. Tenshi would repay them with his blood, sweat and tears.

He smiled at his teammate’s ambition, it was one truly worth the highest honour. It reminded him of his late mother, who had given her life for the sake of the village. ”That is truly selfless of you Okisho, I wish more Shinobi thought the same way you do. We will never achieve anything truly great if we only focus on what we may gain from our actions. I am glad to know that you will have my back in the trials ahead. I just want you to know that I will do whatever I can to help you achieve your goals in the future!”

Tenshi looked around, the two of them were very clearly alone, which surprised him. He had expected to be joined by a third member, as was customary in a three-person squad, yet there was nobody else in sight. ”You wouldn’t happen to know of anyone else joining us today would you? Our third member must have gotten held up helping an old lady cross the road or something…” He chuckled as he continued to look around.

He shrugged and looked back at Okisho, ”Oh well, I am sure they will join us soon enough. In the meantime I guess we could get to know each other better. I am a Shinobi who specialises in Space-Time Jutsu, a jutsu that I admit is quite a difficult one to begin with. I hope to one day master it, but that day will have to wait. From my understanding, I currently only have access to the fire nature, hopefully I am capable enough to unlock more as I grow. Tell me, what style of jutsu do you focus on and what are your goals in that department?” Tenshi was enjoying this conversation, it was refreshing to learn about others and hopefully build off of each other.

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Tenshi said: "I am glad to know that you will have my back in the trials ahead. I just want you to know that I will do whatever I can to help you achieve your goals in the future!”


"All we have is each other...", his response towards the assurance of having a watchful eye. Along with that, Okisho took a look around his environment to see if anyone else was coming. he didn't see anyone approaching the gates, nor did he see anyone across the fields. It wasn't odd for a team to be short a person due to complications with life. But it wouldn't be the end of the world if it was just the two of them. Even the Sensei, the one would be teaching and instilling their own brand of training, was yet to be seen. Nevertheless, there were planning of tools and knowledge the two could acquire here in the village. It just meant that the future training sessions would be more concise, and the mission they would undertake would require more self-discipline and planning.

His gaze shifts back towards Tenshi, who seemed more relaxed than before, like himself. "No, perhaps it will just be us for now. What I am curious about, is the whereabouts of our Sensei. Maybe they got held up by an old lady..."

Next came the information about each other's arsenal and battle tactics. he was surprised to hear that Tenshi was training to use space-time techniques. a school of jutsu that came with difficulties that eclipsed that of genjutsu. He wasn't doubting the skills or competence of his fellow teammate, he just knew he had a lot to dela with on his plate. His goals towards being Hokage, his duties towards his team, and finally understanding the principles of space and time; did he come from a strict household like himself? He'd be lying if he felt rather small towards just simply stating that he would just stick to the basic ninjutsu, which even he had a rather difficult time understanding. In fact, during his rite of passing, something every Uchiha had to go though, he overexerted himself to the point where he was bed ridden for a couple of weeks. All just to learn the infamous fireball jutsu. With all this in mind, he decided to pay close attention to Tenshi, and try to mimic his training habits if they indeed bore fruit.

"I plan, master the school, of ninjutsu. Possibly learn some sword techniques too, it's just that I... tend to overexert myself when I shouldn't. I still need to work on that, from what I'm told by my peers. I just don't want to be useless when the time calls for action. Also, my current nature affinity if fire as well.", He takes one more glance before suggesting a simple change in scenery. standing here all alone with nothing to do was just wasting time.

"If nobody else shows up, do you want to head over to the administration building? Since we are a team, we should be able to pick out some missions. That's if you are interested in doing some of course? If not, maybe you have some ideas on what we should do?", he was eager to accomplish something today, perhaps it was the fact that the two were getting along quite well. Or maybe the fact that he was finally placed on a team, and his shinobi career was just getting started.
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Himari's Stats:

Somewhere along the outskirts of Konohagakure, there resided a hamlet that hosted a conglomerate of other neighboring homes, all smaller in comparison to the colossus around the bend. Among the many of them that exist, there was one home in particular that harbored. Inside said home, a woman around her thirties dressed in a navy blue and white accented kimono could be seen holding and furnishing the finishing touches to what looks to be an assortment of foodstuffs neatly segmented into squares and rectangles: freshly cooked rice, generous mixed portions of kaarage, katsu, and sliced sausages, handfuls of steamed edamame, and last but certainly not least, a small bowl of mixed small, diced fruits.

Satisfied with the fruits of her labor, she grabs the lid nearby and seals the box. She then carries said box over to a furoshiki and carefully interlopes each fold over the other until finally tying the knot at the top. She gently tugs at the knot to test it and the cloth holds true. Now, she strides over to the shouji, grasps its edge, slides it open, and is greeted by a cool breeze and glowing warmth. Looked like it was a relatively sunny day with partly cloudy skies. Nonetheless, the nice weather wasn't the reason she'd open to check outside her house. No, what she'd hoped to find was flamboyant young'un make a show out of herself. And the scene before her, surely, was lacking that element to her day.

The woman sighs and shakes her head, closes and opens a few shoujis along the way before finally arriving at a room. She pressed her ear against the sliding door and listens to the soft sounds that echo on the other side. Straightening up, she calls out.

"Himari?"

No response.

She sighs a second time and slides the door open. And to her mild surprise, there she found a young girl with short, black hair down to her nape with left-side parted fringes sprawled on top of her futon sound asleep. Walking over to and crouching down beside her, she nudges the young kunoichi.

"Himari, wake up. You'll be late for your team assembly meeting."

Himari groans and shuffles herself.

"Just five more minutes…" She responds half-awake.

"Is that right?" She drones and slowly rises. "And after all the work I put in to make you your lunch favorites. Oh well," Himari's ear tweaks as the woman turns on her heel. "I guess I'll help myself to some of it."

As if on cue, her eyes flash open and she hops up to her feet.

"You did?" She bellows. "Why didn't ya just say so?"

"You were asleep."

"Ah. Uh, sorry, Mom."

Her mother pats her head. "You've got an important day today and the last thing I'll want to hear is your sensei telling you that you were tardy. Now go on and get bathed and dressed, your food's getting cold." Her mother leaves the room and back to the living space of the house.

Going through her usual morning routine, she finally dresses herself up in her typical attire consisting of a long open-sleeved, lavender-colored qipao with purple and white accents, fishnet undergarments, mesh legwear, a thin violet choker, shorts, and black open-foot sandals with her other ninja tools holstered at her left-rear hip. An engraving of her clan symbol displays itself on the back of her qipao's torso. Her village forehead protector wraps comfortably around the front of her hips.

When she double-checks that she has all of her belongings on her person—backpack in tow this time—she opens the window in her bedroom. Bouncing on the balls of her feet, she makes a few quick adjustments before she bolts through the open window, latching onto a nearby branch from the first tree that she could spot a couple of feet from her home. Holding on to the branch, tightening her core, she swings herself upward into a summersault toward another branch before hoisting herself up in the same motion until she landed on her feet above it.

Bouncing her feet near the end of it, she backflips and lands once more on both feet with impeccable grace before she bows several times toward the roused, imaginary crowd.

“Safe!” She cries triumphantly with a smile, arms akimbo.

Her mother—who'd already been presently leaning against the doorway with the wrapped box in hand—watched the flashy performance unfold. Himari, with a pep to her step, skips to her mother as she carefully settles her lunch inside her backpack.

"Himari, before you go," She avers.

"Yeah, Mom?" Himari turns on her heel and feels a hand rest on her right shoulder.

"I have every ounce of faith that you'll make an excellent shinobi." She adds. "There will be times when your resolve will be tested, times when you simply want to give up and even question your own capabilities as a kunoichi." She kneels, releases her shoulder, and gently presses her finger against Himari's chest where her heart is.

"But if there's one thing I want you to always bear in mind," She continues, smiling. "Is to never forget that you're a Hyūga. It's how we've kept ourselves alive in spite of the many conflicts that plagued this village. Persistence and perseverance. You're capable of far more than you may know, let alone able to overcome any adversity you may chance upon. Our training together thus far has shown me that much." Embracing her for a moment,—to which Himari shares without a hint of hesitation—she then slowly rises and tucks her hands between the sleeves of her kimono. "I'll be there for you every step of the way, come what may."

To say Himari was flabbergasted by the speech would be an understatement. To be routinely told not to forget her lunch was one thing, but it was something else entirely for her ears to be posited a heartfelt message delivered by hers truly. Nevertheless, with a dopey smile on her countenance, Himari pounds the chest with gusto.

"You know it!" She bellows. "I'll do my best just for you, Mom!"

"And don't forget about yourself, self-confidence is key, too, you know." She giggles.

Afterward, Himari sprints off toward the village gate before she hears her mother calls out to say that her team is waiting for her not at the village by at the training grounds. Kicking up a small dust cloud from her heels digging into the ground, she pirouettes and bolts in the direction her mother points after thanking her. She vanishes amidst the greenery of the rustling forest.

Although she was running late taking a detour would be most favorable in her situation, Himari, instead, beelines for the training grounds into a full sprint. The weight of each step was enough to leave a recognizable footprint on the earth behind her. It's become a habit of hers to make even the most mundane of physical activities, such as running, as a training exercise. Since she'd overslept, she decided to make up for lost time by making the most out of what little time remained before she reached her destination.

Whatever obstacles she came across along the way, she would bypass them without suffering her momentum. She would weave through and between folks out on leisurely strolls (of which some she'd spooked to that she apologize profusely for), bob past any stray objects and small animals. As the clearing comes into view, she spies two shinobi engaging in a dialogue amongst themselves, one of which whose back was facing toward her sporting the clan mark of the Uchiha.

She slows her pace down to a brisk walk. Turns out, the sprint worked wonders on the stiffness in her muscles enough for her to feel reasonably nimble for the coming trials today has to offer. When she scans further out into the surrounding, she couldn't find anyone else present besides the two currently, and to her fortune, their teacher hasn't arrived yet either. She could feel the weight roll off her shoulders. She'll have to conjure up an amiable introduction of herself to her soon-to-be squadmates to make up for her tardiness and there's no time like the present to put forth her good foot.

"Heyya!" She cries out and waves to the duo with zest. When she's within talking distance of the two, she quickly bows. "Sorry, I'm late!" She adds before standing upright as her featureless periwinkle eyes pass glances between them. "I hope I didn't keep you guys waiting. I'm Hyūga Himari, a pleasure to make your acquaintance!" Again, she bows but this time for a moment longer before adjusting her composure again.

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Tenshi beamed at his squad mate’s response, a solid level of trust was clearly forming between the duo and the words of affirmation helped motivate the Genin. Although it was common for members of the same team to be rivals, in a positive and inspiring way, Okisho had made it clear that this was not his intention. He would be there for support, something Tenshi greatly appreciated and would reciprocate. He just hoped their other member would be of the same opinion, Speaking of, where the hell are they? Surely we aren’t going to just be a two-man squad with no sensei… Maybe they got held up doing important Shinobi business… Regardless, they had better get a move on…

It appeared that Okisho was of the same thoughts, it was rather confusing that their sensei would keep them waiting so long. Ugh, what a pain in the butt, whatever I am sure it will be fine. He looked at Okisho, ”Well I’m sure the old lady feels very safe right now, the question is whether or not we will be seeing this sensei any time soon.” He chuckled lightly as he said this, it was slightly annoying but not the end of the world for now.

Okisho explained his specialisation and abilities, information that Tenshi absorbed with great intent, it was extremely important for him to have an understanding of the strengths and weaknesses of those who would be having his back in the future. He smiled as Okisho continued to describe himself, the honesty about over-exerting himself was something Tenshi appreciated. Everyone has weaknesses and it was always better to acknowledge them and attack them head on than to ignore and pretend they do not exist. ”Ninjutsu is a staple of the Shinobi and I look forward to watching you grow into a master of the art form. When I am finally able to teleport us to and from locations, your ninjutsu and sword-wielding techniques will be of incredible power and versatility. I myself am considering also focusing on ninjutsu or genjutsu second, whatever I deem more useful at the time.”

He looked around again and took a moment to appreciate the beautiful scenery around them, the two were alone in the middle of the training grounds and they were surrounded by a lush and calm greenery. It was a location that made him happy and feel at peace when he was alone and in his element. But it was also a sad place, it reminded him of when his mother used to bring him here to train as a child, it reminded him that peace was temporary and those he loved could be snatched away in a second. He quickly shook his head and refocused on the task at hand.

Tenshi acknowledged Okisho’s desire to move on as they were still alone, he nodded and began to turn, ”I agree, it appears it is just the two of u-“ He was cut off by a girl’s voice crying out behind him. As he snapped around he noticed she was bounding towards them at great pace before stopping before them and quickly bowing. It was not until she stood upright once more that he was able to see her eyes, the very obvious pale eyes that could only represent one thing, A Hyuuga! He was quite surprised now, the Hyuuga girl introduced herself and it was quite apparent that she was the third member of Team 212, but to have two Uchiha and a Hyuuga together for a squad was interesting. We should make quite the formidable team together…

He smiled warmly at her as she finished her introductions, her hasty apologies were genuine and he appreciated the sincerity, he slightly bowed back in return, ”No need to apologise Himari, it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Tenshi Uchiha and I will be one of your new teammates from now on. I look forward to having your back in the trials we have to come.” He moved aside to allow his other teammate the opportunity to introduce himself.

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Onabi sat alone in his home, he rested across from his flask jacket and sword. He pondered how he got here. Starting off as a young boy that missed his family and the only way he could express it was from playing piano tunes but now he was konoha's newest teacher he looked back at the piano, his fingers longing to play another sad tune. clenching his fists he instead reached for his files on the new genin that he will now lead, the file in question he got from his leaders. Onabi decided to read it through another time so that he could fully understand what he was getting himself into.

Thumbing through the files the first new genin he read about was Himari Hyuuga, a young girl that was smaller in stature, her hair was dark yet short not even falling below her shoulders. Her face matched the profile of a typical Hyuuga, featureless eyes and pale and fair skin. A smile spread across Onabi's face when he saw what the young girl specialized in.

Happy with his first disciple he flipped to the second genin he would be taking care of. Tenshi Uchiha, a tall man with eyes of crimson gifted with jutsu that will soon allow him to manipulate time and space. This young man can become strong like another young Uchiha that was gifted with the same specialty. Apparently the boy has some intriguing goals. Onabi chuckled to himself hopefully the boy had the drive to complete the goal.

Finally one more student. He flipped the page once more to review the last genin.  Okisho Uchiha, A taller than average individual who is slender in demeanor unlike his Uchiha brethren his iris was dark in nature almost as if his eyes were black as the night sky. The dark and modest clothing he wore made Onabi like him more. Onabi also didn't care for anything too flashy, plain clothes is the only thing one truly needs. The young man also seemed to be well endowed with the power of ninjutsu.

All three of these people were strong the potential within each of their eyes fanned Onabi's will of fire. Looking up and out of his window he saw that the sun already placed itself far into the day's sky. Realizing that he was late to his first meeting with these three individuals Onabi raced to dress himself in some plain stark white traditional Hyuuga clothing. A plain white robe-like top that has a single button to hold it closed under that is a plain white kimono top. He wears a light grey Hakama pants and a black pair of high heel Geta clogs. Around his forehead is a white headband wear the metal plate signifying he's a ninja of the leaf is covering the green caged bird curse mark that stained he forehead. He grabbed his flask jacket and left in a hurry to meet his genin.

Onabi eventually stumbles upon the training ground, lot 17. where three aspiring shinboi awaited his presence. Onabi would use his emence speed to move faster than any of the genin could see approach and plant himself next to one of the Uchiha. Onabi would then sit there and wait until one of them acknowledge his presence. Then and only then would he introduce himself.

Hello, I'm Onabi Hyuuga and I have been placed in charge of you three.

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Before the two could get a move on, the missing member of team 212 finally arrived. Okisho gazed over towards her direction as she sauntered over towards him. He pursed his lips in thought, wondering why she was late. But as of now, with the current situation, it wouldn't really matter to get into a big fuss about it. It wasn't like she was the only one late to the party. Nevertheless, Okisho would still say something about it, since he always had a habit of speaking his mind. But, with a bit of tact, he believed he wouldn't come off as a grand standing prick; something he swore he would work on. Seeing Tenshi step aside, Okisho steps forward.

"Hello, Himari. I am Okisho Uchiha. Welcome to team, 212. You should try going to bed earlier, Himari", he said while searching the area once again for the sensei. The leader was the only one missing, perhaps the information was mixed up when issued out by the Higher ups, he truly had no idea. Nevertheless, he turns towards Tenshi once again to see if he was still willing to take on a mission together. With the added member, perhaps the admin might grant them a mission both challenging and worthy of their time. The had a habit of giving fresh teams find the apple like missions. find the old lady's cat, help out with the missing tool from the shed, or whatever color by number nonsense. But, with a team, full of rich lineages like so, perhaps things might be different. However, as he turned back to Tenshi, another individual seemingly appeared right next to him on his left. It left Okisho speechless as to how the person, who seemingly to look no older than 12 years old, managed to sneak up on the group unnoticed.

He simply continued to stare, downwards, towards the boy, with widen eyes. Just who was he, and what was he doing here?
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"Uchiha Tenshi," She smiles, both from his greeting and at the acknowledgment that she's gotten to acquaint herself with a rivaling clansman. Oftentimes to her knowledge, the Uchiha's kept to themselves. At least, that's what she was led to believe from her elder clansmen spoke in passing while she rested between training sessions with her mother. Just from their composure and vernacular was like night and day in comparison to her own demeanor, she'd almost felt embarrassed from the thought alone. Yet in a way, she feels assured that she can place her trust in the duo's competence as a team.

In spite of their "rivalry", that air of mysticism piqued her interest to know at least one of them personally for herself. And lo'! She has the fortune of being grouped up with not just one, but two. Perhaps whatever tensions or assumptions either clan has of each other can be resolved by her future interactions with her newly-acquainted squadmates.

"I'll try not to disappoint, and I hope we can be good friends, too!" She replies in kind.

When Tenshi steps aside for Uchiha Okisho to commence his introduction next, she rubs the nape of her neck at the mention of her need for an earlier bedtime. Although she knew he meant no ill-will in saying so toward her, it would be at the very least gracious of her to in the future to not repeat it.

"Yeah, I'm sorry for that. I'll try not to let that happen again but, I hope we can become good friends, too, Okisho!" She adds jubilantly.

But what hadn't occurred to her yet was the unbeknownst presence of another within their midst. When Okisho turns to face Tenshi once more, his face construes into an awestruck state. While looking at him, she blinks and turns to direct her attention to the now-beknownst shinobi sitting beside Tenshi, Hyūga Onabi.

There was a brief lag between the information inputting from the immediate circumstance to her brain finally registering that the shinobi near them certainly wasn't always there since the very start of their dialogue nor while she ran her way here.

Nevertheless knowing this — the once ambient beats and thuds of her heart now momentarily hammer in her ears — she yelps, recoils, and takes a step back midway to assume a stance before easing after noticing the insignia engraved on his headband.

"You nearly scared me half to death," She sighs and pats her chest. "But, um, I'm Hyūga Himari! I'll be in your care, Onabi-sensei." She bows to their instructor.

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