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Shibai strolled up to the academy with his hands resting firmly in the pockets of his bright purple jacket. He hadn't expected to come back here so soon after graduating from the academy. It was only a short time ago that he became a genin, but with all that's happened since it felt more like an eternity! His fast track to becoming a shinobi caused him to miss a lot of the more basic lessons that came over the entire course of the average academy career.  Perhaps, him missing these lessons was precisely why Hyoga wanted him to attend now. It honestly felt like a waste of his precious time but he was not in a position to complain or resist. All he could do was bow his head and get through it.

When he made it to the gate he was surprised by how many people there were. Shibai was still unfamiliar with most of the village outside those members of his own clan, which he was pleasantly surprised to see so many of them now taking root within the academy! It was easy to spot which kids were Yume members because they all had bright purple hair and eyes.  It was nice to see them smiling and integrating nicely with the other students. It gave him hope that the hate that had grown over the years between his clan and the village really could be left in the past. Shibai melded seamlessly right into the group as they started practicing their fire drill. His core instinct to lead kicked in and Shibai took charge of the group in charge of the evacuation. His tall and bulky frame, along with his purple hair and deep voice, made it easy for him to grab the attention of those around him who needed extra guidance!

Single file people! Make way for those trying to put the fire out! Let's do this peacefully and organized! Don't push! Help those around you and everyone will be fine! C’mon people you can do this!

Shibai helped herd those through the drills for longer than he felt necessary.  He tried to remain patient when those without commonsense struggled and slowed the process down but it was getting hard. As a leader he needed to be patient and set a good example for his clan and the villagers in general. So once he felt like his input was no longer required he returned to standing by the gates behind the main crowd .Hopefully these drills wouldn’t need to go on much longer and he could get on with his day!

WC 435

Midori had woken up pretty early for the day, choosing to head out to do some missions to not only gain money but further his experience in the village. He had stood in his apartment on the balcony looking into the village itself, contemplating on a few things as he prepared for the day. Much had transpired in the weeks prior and now he found himself becoming increasingly more busy as a result. While his ryo had been amassing quite nicely and his abilities with his bloodline were flourishing he could not help but feel he had not been doing enough. A small sigh slowly exhaled from his mouth in the form of a small stream of condensation slowly came out. He was on the cusp of berating himself for not going any further in his training, but the green eyed male took it all one step at a time. Ruffling his stark white hair, he turned on his heels and began to head to the front of his apartment to head out for the day. The male had on his long white coat, white pants and black boots. As the male stepped out into the cold embrace of the world, the snow would crunch under each step in an almost melodic pace as he walked forward with an almost militaristic cadence. Today he had chosen not to wear his mask, opting to take in the full embrace of the village upon his skin. It took him a bit, but he had arrived to the site of his first mission and apparently just in time as two other of the village shinobi's had been waiting at the gates. Walking up to the gates he would notice one of the shinobi as one of the genin who had been in a mission with him concerning the development of something that would help tether the Land of Rice to the Land of Snow. If his memory did not evade him their name should have been Travin.

As he moved to speak the exercise had begun and the sirens within the academy had begun to sound off. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he would watch for a few moments to see what each of the members of this mission would do. It would seem the bigger of the three stepped forward immediately taking charge, Midori shrugged mentally at least. In an ideal situation yelling at those would might be elevated in an emotional or flight or flight response might not go well, but depending on how its spoken then it could be different. Turning on his heels in a left about face, he would begin to circle around the group that was being escorted and herded out of the academy and move toward the area that would be beginning the preparations to put out the "fire". For this he assumed that it would be members of the village that could use water styled ninjutsu or some form of technique to counteract the fire. In the process he would assist in getting the necessary equipment out and to the designated personnel. After that had been done, he would slowly relax his hands into his coat pockets and return to the gates waiting on the others to finish on their side of things.

549 WC