Been a while since I was here. Hmm ... let's see, how was it supposed to go again ...?
"Wow ..." Shikanenai recoiled in a gesture of badly acted out shock. "Let me just fix this image in my mind as proof that the world is ending."
"Don't make me carve out your spleen," Katsu retorted, though the threat lacked any actual intent or substance. In fact ...
"Come on, you're downright bright-eyed and bushy tailed today," the Nara said as Kirigishi vaulted up and onto a treebranch that had become one of his semi-regular perches when just practicing his patience at Team Seven's chosen training ground. "Even you've got to admit that's not something that happens very often. Not unless you've poured ridiculous amounts of coffee into yourself again."
Katsu paused, faux-considered, then shrugged out a: "No."
The last time the Nara had seen him in that sort of light hearted mood had been a week and a half ago, back during the aftermath of their little raid on the Hyuuga compound. Closest the once and future Jounin had come to it on other occasions was a sardonic sort of satisfaction in the wake of a successful mission.
"Kirigishi ..." Shikanenai drawled out, "I know where you live. I know where you sleep. I know what you like to have for breakfast."
Well, no, he didn't. But it wouldn't be difficult to find out.
Katsu actually chuckled. And not darkly, either.
"Sorry, it's just that ... I've missed this," he gave a shrug.
"What, being a genin?" 'Nenai gave him a skeptical look.
"We're outnumbered, in territory that will shortly turn very hositile if things go as predicted, likely on the hit list of the renegade Sannin of Konohagakure," Katsu's grin widened. "What's not to like?"
"If I didn't know how much of that insane bloodlust you're giving out is an act, I'd likely be freaked out beyond the capacity for rational thought," the other genin replied, deadpan.
"Maa ..." Kirigishi threw up his hands in a gesture of frustration.
"Right, now that that's done and over with, give."
"I'm just getting a refresher course on how enjoyable it is to teach a willing and apt student," Katsu shrugged.
"Wait, what ... Yamanaka? You actually went through with that?"
"I got bored, and I did sort of promise. I try to keep my word when I can. The girl has a surprising amount of potential."
"Other than her family jutsus, the Academy files don't really have her down as anything noteworthy," 'Nenai left that hanging in a half-inquiry of sorts.
Katsu snapped his fingers. "Ah. Yeah, you and 'Maru were helping Hatake and Neshan deal with Hinata's little problem when she fought Kiba."
"Wait, wasn't that a draw?"
"Considering that most of the Jounin present were betting on Kiba, I'm impressed. Though more by the way she did it. They bloodied one-another for over fifteen minutes."
"Didn't think she had that much endurance," 'Nenai mused. "How was it a draw, anyway? Kiba was too fast of the Shitenshin and his taijutsu and ninjutsu were just plain better."
"She took a hostage and threatened to cut their head off. Stone cold. The kunai didn't as much as shake in her hand," Katsu's tone carried more than a little appreciation.
"The mutt," 'Nenai grinned. He could appreciate that sort of basic nastiness leading up to an easier than usual win. That Yamanaka had manage to force a draw was impressive in and of itself.
"Give that girl some motivation and she's as cold as any of us on a good day," Katsu replied. Then sobered. "Though I think I'll have to talk to Neshan about giving her some pointers about her mind jutsus."
Shikanenai nodded. The bespectacled genin's sheer breadth of knowledge was impressive on its own, but coupled with the fact that it was matched by the depth regarding most of the topics it was a sure bet that he could help with the matter.
Ino has always struck me as someone who didn't do the angst thing. Not really. Hence, the above.
-Griever
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm
"Wow ..." Shikanenai recoiled in a gesture of badly acted out shock. "Let me just fix this image in my mind as proof that the world is ending."
"Don't make me carve out your spleen," Katsu retorted, though the threat lacked any actual intent or substance. In fact ...
"Come on, you're downright bright-eyed and bushy tailed today," the Nara said as Kirigishi vaulted up and onto a treebranch that had become one of his semi-regular perches when just practicing his patience at Team Seven's chosen training ground. "Even you've got to admit that's not something that happens very often. Not unless you've poured ridiculous amounts of coffee into yourself again."
Katsu paused, faux-considered, then shrugged out a: "No."
The last time the Nara had seen him in that sort of light hearted mood had been a week and a half ago, back during the aftermath of their little raid on the Hyuuga compound. Closest the once and future Jounin had come to it on other occasions was a sardonic sort of satisfaction in the wake of a successful mission.
"Kirigishi ..." Shikanenai drawled out, "I know where you live. I know where you sleep. I know what you like to have for breakfast."
Well, no, he didn't. But it wouldn't be difficult to find out.
Katsu actually chuckled. And not darkly, either.
"Sorry, it's just that ... I've missed this," he gave a shrug.
"What, being a genin?" 'Nenai gave him a skeptical look.
"We're outnumbered, in territory that will shortly turn very hositile if things go as predicted, likely on the hit list of the renegade Sannin of Konohagakure," Katsu's grin widened. "What's not to like?"
"If I didn't know how much of that insane bloodlust you're giving out is an act, I'd likely be freaked out beyond the capacity for rational thought," the other genin replied, deadpan.
"Maa ..." Kirigishi threw up his hands in a gesture of frustration.
"Right, now that that's done and over with, give."
"I'm just getting a refresher course on how enjoyable it is to teach a willing and apt student," Katsu shrugged.
"Wait, what ... Yamanaka? You actually went through with that?"
"I got bored, and I did sort of promise. I try to keep my word when I can. The girl has a surprising amount of potential."
"Other than her family jutsus, the Academy files don't really have her down as anything noteworthy," 'Nenai left that hanging in a half-inquiry of sorts.
Katsu snapped his fingers. "Ah. Yeah, you and 'Maru were helping Hatake and Neshan deal with Hinata's little problem when she fought Kiba."
"Wait, wasn't that a draw?"
"Considering that most of the Jounin present were betting on Kiba, I'm impressed. Though more by the way she did it. They bloodied one-another for over fifteen minutes."
"Didn't think she had that much endurance," 'Nenai mused. "How was it a draw, anyway? Kiba was too fast of the Shitenshin and his taijutsu and ninjutsu were just plain better."
"She took a hostage and threatened to cut their head off. Stone cold. The kunai didn't as much as shake in her hand," Katsu's tone carried more than a little appreciation.
"The mutt," 'Nenai grinned. He could appreciate that sort of basic nastiness leading up to an easier than usual win. That Yamanaka had manage to force a draw was impressive in and of itself.
"Give that girl some motivation and she's as cold as any of us on a good day," Katsu replied. Then sobered. "Though I think I'll have to talk to Neshan about giving her some pointers about her mind jutsus."
Shikanenai nodded. The bespectacled genin's sheer breadth of knowledge was impressive on its own, but coupled with the fact that it was matched by the depth regarding most of the topics it was a sure bet that he could help with the matter.
Ino has always struck me as someone who didn't do the angst thing. Not really. Hence, the above.
-Griever
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm