Team Isamu meet. [Aries, Kei & Darkfox]

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Isamu woke up in the morning to the sound of birds singing. He resisted the urge to smile, even though there was nobody around who would see this sign of emotion. He kept his eyes closed, although his eyelashes fluttered. The fact that the birds were singing so happily meant that the weather in Sunagakure no Sato was mild, so it wouldn't be too hot for him. Not that he'd be spending much of the day inside. Today was the day that Isamu was meeting his team of Genin. A team he didn't particularly want to run, as he wasn't good with kids, but he didn't want to upset Howl, one of his closest friends, so he had happily oblidged to run a team, for convinience. The reason Isamu wouldn't be spending much time out in the usually hot sun of Sunagakure no Sato, was the fact Isamu was going to order his Genin to meet him in The Under City of Sunagakure. This was a city built underneath Sunagakure itself, where people who didn't like the hot sun or simply disagreed with the government lived. The people were renown for being eccentric. Perhaps that was part of the reason they were down there, so they couldn't disgrace Suna. But that didn't bother Isamu. He was confident in his own abilities to disable anyone who tried to attack him, like was known to happen. His Genin needed scaring into the shinobi world, if he was going to be their sensei. He wasn't going to hold back, that was for sure. That was why he was taking his Genin to The Under City. Well, there were several reasons. One, it was cooler down there and Isamu didn't feel like burning up in the sun, even if it was a mild day. Two, the environment would freak out his Genin, so Isamu would get to see what they worked like in unusual environments. Three, Isamu hadn't been down there in a while, himself. Four, there were multiple artifacts and history of Sunagakure no Sato stored in The Under City, which Isamu could show his Genin. Being a shinobi wasn't just about fighting. It was about respect and honour, especially for one's village. This was a quality Isamu knew he definately had already. Fifth, there were multiple traps and contrapations down there that only members of The Under City or elite shinobi of Sunagakure knew their way around. Of course, Isamu was one of these "elite shinobi" that knew how the contraption worked, so he wasn't worried about himself. There was a high chance that one of his Genin could be seriously injured training on the contraptions, but Isamu had confidence in his Eijutsu and the exit of The Under City would bring them out right next to the village's hospital anyway.

Pulling himself out of bed, Isamu rolled off of it and landed gently on his feet with a mute thud. He lived alone, so there was no noise in his house. Since meeting Ahora in his mission in Kirigakure no Sato, which had been a sucess, Isamu found himself disliking living alone, even though he had found it ample, before. He knew the reason for this sudden dislike and it annoyed him. But of course, even though he was alone in the house, Isamu kept his emotions surpressed. Pulling his body frame up off of the bed, Isamu turned around and made it, so it would be ready for him tonight. Depending on the skill of his Genin, they might be able to actually dwindle some of his stamina so he was physically tired. He very much doubted that, though. Once the bed was made, Isamu walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him quietly. He did most things in his house quietly. The neighbours only knew he lived there because they watched him exit and enter everyday. Apart from that, the house might have been deserted. Creeping down the stairs, Isamu made his way to the kitchen, where he opened a cupboard and pulled out a ceramic bowl, in which he poured some cereal and milk. Isamu wasn't one of those ninja who starved himself. He ate ample food, to keep his muscle content up, because he worked the fat off and converted into muscle rather easily. Eating his cereal slowly, because he had plently of time to spare, Isamu checked the clock. It was twenty past five in the morning, just past dawn. That explained why the birds were so content. Perhaps it wasn't going to be a mild day at all. Perhaps it would be hot. "All the more reason to stay to The Under City." Isamu thought to himself. He finished his cereals, got up from the table he had sat down at to eat them, washed the bowl and that put it back where it was in the cupboard. Now he had had a hearty breakfast, Isamu took himself upstairs to put on his ninja clothing, for the day. He opened up his wardrobe in his bedroom and took out his ninja gear, slowly getting himself into it neatly. It didn't take him very long at all, even though he was being rather absent-minded about it. Finishing his morning preparations, Isamu went into the bathroom, washed his hair, cleaned his teeth and face, until he was looking what he deemed; "presentable". Walking down the stairs, Isamu left his house, locking the door behind him.

With a spring in his step, Isamu made his way to one of the largest buildings in all of Sunagakure no Sato; the Messenger Tower. The Tower was large and hence had thousands of steps to reach the top. Seeing as he was in no rush, Isamu took each step one at a time. Even at this pace, it took him just over ten minutes to reach the top of the tower. At the top of the tower, there were two Suna Chuunin guarding the messenger birds, who also aimed to give assistant to anyone who might require it. They both recognized Isamu and smiled at him. He returned an inclination of the head. Going over to the writing station, Isamu took a quill, a bottle of ink and a scroll. Rolling the scroll open, he dipped his quill in the ink and began to write, a scratching noise emitting from the paper as he did so. Sitting in silence for a few minutes, nobody came upstairs because it was so early in the morning, so the two Chuunin were free to have a chat. "So yeah, it was my first B-Ranked mission. I was well proud." one said to the other, who was obviously the slightly younger one out of the two. "Well done dude! I remember my first B-Ranked mission..." Then the older of the two Chuunin went to regale the story of his first B-Ranked Mission. Considering he knew their conversation held no importance to him, Isamu wasn't concentrating on what they were saying, but his ears were still listening, in case anything of interest came up. It didn't. Taking his scroll over to what seemed like the slowest and most under-used messenger bird of the lot, he place it in a scroll and tied it around her. Taking the bird in his hands, he threw her off the edge of the tower, the bird falling twenty feet before she even started flapping her wings in a frantic doze. This made Isamu resist the urge to chuckle, as he walked back down the stairs, just as slowly as he had climbed them in the first place. He knew he had plently of time before the Genin would get his scroll, telling them where to meet him and what time. He would be waiting at the surface of The Under City Entrance, next to The Hospital of Sunagakure no Sato. He slowly made his way over to there after exiting the Messenger Tower, his feet dragging in the sand, but not allowing any grains to get in his sandals. Eventually, he arrived and stood, waiting for his Genin.

OOC: Posting order is Aries, Keitaro and then Darkfox.

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The morning was bright and early. The dusk sun was only a few than an hour risen above the Sunagakure skies. Though the day wasn’t very bright the birds were singing gay as the morning begins its’ full stretch expanding out its’ wondrous rays. The breeze of the wind lightly blew graciously through the hairs of the noble villagers as they were preparing for the morning solitude. The temperature was an average 100 degrees scorching down upon the sands of Sunagakure as the peace of dirt dwelling animals such as the moles and worms scurried to find cover from burning within the waves of the spring heat. The village’s commissaries were just opening to begin their daily dues feeding and selling tools to all nations shinobi. The village shinobi were grateful to have such kind neighbors that everyday wake up to serve the shinobi as the shinobi does for villagers.

It was 7:30am in the morning and Seoul was just waking from a long nights’ rest in which he had a ball the day before. But today was a new day. This was a day in which Seoul would find that his destiny will be changed in many ways. Though changes will be made they will all be made for the better. Today was the day when Seoul would for the first time, be placed into a squadron of shinobi in which he would carry out the rest of his shinobi childhood. Perfect for Seoul seeing that this would be a great chance for him to grow and share bonds along with other ninja that share the same dream as he do. Seoul wanted to become Kazekage and change the shinobi world. This was Seoul’s dream, and this dream he would carry it on to others in hopes that he could affect others lives in a positive way. Seoul couldn’t wait for his day to begin.

Before getting out of the bed Seoul would start the day out with the average early morning stretch reaching out for the sky’s limit. Nearly over-stretching a muscle in is lower back Seoul’s body jerked back into its’ original position keeping him from overdoing himself before the day even started. [Yawn] Seoul was now ready to get his day started. Slowly making his way from within his bed one foot at a time Seoul would slide his feet into his bunny slippers, stand, and make way into his kitchen. Mom, I’m awake. Have you cooked any breakfast mom? To his notice, his mom had already gotten up and made way for her day. With a deep breath Seoul tried to smell of any food possibly cooked, stored, and set away for him. Nothing. Seoul thought as he could see or smell of anything to satisfy his hunger that he had grown through the night. With nothing being cooked for him Seoul decided to look throughout the kitchen possibly finding a nice meal. Opening the refrigerator to Seoul’s surprise there was nothing inside besides spoiled milk, mayonnaise, and a spoonful or margarine. Ugh. Seoul was deeply upset with the site being that he was starving and he could hardly bare going any longer without eating something. Guess I’ll check the cabinet. Seoul began to speak to himself as if he was starting to lose his mind. Opening the cabinet to Seoul’s vision he only saw a half bottle of hot-sauce and some Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Holy Crap! Seoul yelled loud enough to wake the dead. No, way I’m taking this anymore I’m starving. Seoul then grabbed himself the Mayonnaise, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and hot-sauce then mixed in a bowl and stuffed it down like the last meal of his life.

Soon after his delicious breakfast Seoul would then dress and prepare himself for his day. Hmmm, What shall I wear today? Seoul questioned himself on his days outfit until he came up with the ultimate solution. Eh, I guess I’ll wear the same thing as yesterday. Seoul then picked up his shinobi outfit lying at the foot of his bed and threw it on as if it was fresh and new. Afterword Seoul began to look for his blade. He searched under his bed and in his closet to only find out that the blade was leaning on the wall behind his room’s door. Clack! Seoul heard a thunderous bang in his living room which startled him making him clinch on to his sword tight and ready to fight. Cautiously, Seoul tip-toed his way into his living room in hope of sneaking up on the whomever was trying to sneak up on him. His blade was ready wielded perfectly along side of his hip ready to deform and destroy any and everything trying to break into his home. Seoul was nearing his living room leaning against the wall with his eyes and ears alert. Creeping around the corner Seoul jumped in attack mode swiping his sword just barley missing what seemed to be a turkey crashed through his living room window.

Holy smokes, you scared me big guy. Seoul mention just soon after he nearly killed the turkey. What's that you have there? Seoul then took and read a letter the turkey had attached along it's backside noted "The Messenger Bird." Good geez, you're a messenger bird. Man your huge, I thought you were some kind of Turkey. Seoul was in shock when he found out the news. Anyways scoot scoot, get out of my house you turkey. Seoul said sarcastically just before he began to read.

Quote :: My dear geinin, this is your new sensei Senju, Isamu. I'm here proclaiming as my students as I will train you the shinobi ways of life. I will drill everything I know plus more into plus more to make you all the finest shinobi that ever walk through Sunagakure. If you hadn't already discovered your will of the Sands I will lead you into the right direction. You and your squad-mates I am hoping will have a great time together as you all will bond and become best friend as well as subordinates. I will be waiting for you all in the Under City. Meet me there by 9:00am and your journey will begin. Remember, this is your sensei Senju, Isamu have a great day.

The letter ended and Seoul then knew what he had to do. He checked the time only to see that it's was 8:23am and the city streets were beginning to over crowd. Though the Under City was rather close to him, Seoul had never been to the Under City before so he knew nothing of what to expect when he gets there. With this lack of knowledge Seoul would only be cautious of any worse thing possible. In a jiffy Seoul finished dressing with the lack of ironing or washing and continued with his way on out the house. Well, I guess it's time to meet sensei. Seoul had his final thought before running all the way to the Under City.

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OOC:- N has been removed from Team Isamu and hence, it is Darkfox's post.