Meet and Greet [Squad 65]

[kurokid2]

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[STYLE=background: #1c54a0; opacity: 0.9; filter:alpha(opacity=50); padding: 3px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; font-weight: 100; color: #ffffff; padding: 5px;] Banana loved, loved, loved, loved her new sensei! A meet and greet while they eat! It was finally the day for the newly appointed Genin to meet her squad. They would be the people she would be training with and learning with and- eeeee~! It's just going to be so fun! Unless they were dicks. Then she would be forced to be around dicks for the next few years. Did that make her a prostitute? Gah, whatever. Be optimistic Banana; they can't be that bad. They were going to meet up at one of the more luxurious restaurants of Soragakure. She never heard of a Genin squad meeting up somewhere this nice before. Usually, it was spoken of that they'd gather in a park or a back yard or a training field. Fuck those groups though. Free food, woo~! Unless... Banana shifted in her square, cushioned seat. She was the first to arrived, it seems. Thankfully, her sensei had made reservations. Kazai was her name. A pretty name. Maybe she wouldn't... Okay, a thought had been possessing her for the past few hours. What if they all knew of her relation to the Heta family, and were expecting her to cover the bill? The idea irritated and scared the girl. She brought some money just in case, but...what if they ate, like, alot? Like waaaaaay too much? Enough that even her fairly large amount of cash couldn't cover it all, and she would have to wash dishes, or call her parents and embarrassingly ask for more allowance, or...gah. No more thinking of that. No, the girl was sure they would be nice people. Nice enough, rather, otherwise she just might have to snap at them. So she sat in her chair, trying to be calm her nerves by turning anxiety into excitement. Yup. There it was again; the super kawaii happy girl squirming in her chair excitably. Eeee~! [/style] [STYLE=background: #1c54a0; opacity: 0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=80); width: 300px; padding: 3px; color: #ffffff;]Have at it, you monsters.[/style]

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Juro's Antics

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"Kuchiyose no Jutsu!"

The cloud of smoke erupted from the scroll and in it's place stood a metal-clad humanoid of the same height as an average middle-aged man. Idaten, Juro's puppet.

He smiled warmly at the thing before realizing it could not reply as such, which saddened the Genin slightly. Perhaps he should make a puppet that could do that sometime? A puppet with artificial intelligence... Interesting idea but probably far too complicated and wasteful. Two days since he'd graduated from the Academy, I suppose it took him long enough dammit. Those Academy techniques would never come in useful when he had Idaten around, confirming the puppet with a playful slap on the shoulder.

"Okaasan! I'm out!"
"Try not to hurt yourself dear! Have fun!"

He didn't really hear her warning. In fact, he was already half way down the street, hopping on Idaten's back and focusing his chakra into it's wheels. As he moved at high speed through the streets, the puppet swayed to avoid citizens as Juro's bright smile flashed past. It always gave him a sort-of thrill when he was out like this, which is exactly what he designed it for. Well... technically his father designed it and he just sort-of improved on the design slightly but his father wasn't around any more, so it was his patent as far as he concerned.

Passing the bread stall, Juro reached his hand out to grab one of Jii-san's cakes as he sped past, flicking a coin back to pay for it. Common practice since he developed Idaten's wheels. Should have seen the look on Jii-san's face when he rode past the first time, now it doesn't even amuse him any more. He'd have to try harder next time.

Didn't take long to reach the tea-house he had been called to, where his new squad hopefully awaited him inside and it would be all sunshine and happiness there on out. Idaten skidded to a halt, kicking up a small pile of dust as Juro dismounted, releasing the summoning and letting Idaten return to it's scroll. Hopefully, he wouldn't need to use him again today, he had only just finished perfecting the designs for the weapons, he didn't want to have to repair them already.

He stepped inside, pushing aside the draped curtain door imprinted with the kanji for "Ku'kan's Tea & Ramen". He smiled and greeted the old lady at the counter, one that he knew very well.

"Ohayo gozaimasu Ku'kan baa-sama!"

He didn't even wait for her reply, walking over to a girl in a rather striking hat with long brown hair. She looked about the same age as him, maybe a couple of years younger, so he naturally assumed she was one of his new team-mates.

Strolling next to her on her little square cushion, his natural beaming smile adorned his face, he spoke in a joyous tone,

"Yo! May I ask the name of my new team-mate? Mine is Mitsuhide Juro!"

He held out his hand in greeting for the girl, sitting opposite her and holding the remnants of his bread loaf in his left hand.

So... How would his new team be?

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[kurokid2]

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[kazai]

There was a poof of smoke. Shuunshin no jutsu. Suddenly, Kazai appeared at the stool next to Juro. Two students. That was all that had made it on time. Kazai had been hoping that all three would get there before her. She hated having to wait. Especially for genin. She crossed her arms and laid them across the table.

"So it seems the two of you are the only ones here," Kazai greeted them kindly. She was glad that at least two of them had managed to show.

"Good day, Banana-chan and Juro-chan. I am your new boss, Kazai-sensei."

[kazuki]

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Meet and Greet

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So the girl didn't want to shake his hand? Understandable, he wouldn't want to touch a stranger's hand either. Banana huh? Strange name... but it was unique, a trait he liked. He noticed the flare in her eye for just a second, which seemed to throw him off slightly. But that was the name of the game, he liked girls who were unpredictable, much like himself.

His hand retreated quickly, his arms crossed to hold himself from shaking with excitement and glee. He really was going to enjoy himself with these guys, of that, he was sure. Turning his attention to the menu which lay flat on the table, he slid it quickly towards him, casually looking through the options, a glint in his iris that showed a certain knowledge of the textures and flavours of the food included in the text.

"I guess due to Paa-chan, I'll be the one paying the bills today. I anticipated that and put a deposit in with Ku'kan baa-sama, you and the team may order anything you wish."

A nonchalant crooked smile appeared on his features this time as he shifted himself on the cushion, just as someone else appeared...

His thought processes paused for a second and he simply sat with a blank expression, staring at the woman who appeared next to them in a puff of smoke. How... wait... what... WHY COULDN'T HE DO THAT?

Nevertheless, he smiled his usual warm grin at their new sensei. Taira Kazai... hmm... he had heard the name Taira before somewhere. He was too preoccupied to remember anything though.

"Yo, Kazai-senpai! As I have just said to Banana-san here, you and the rest of them can order whatever you wish, I'll be paying for it."

He turned back at the other as he arrived, an Uchiha, he guessed, from the black hair and the rather... semi-regal tone in his voice. For the third time in as many minutes, he gave the same flash of a smile to the boy and motioned to the seat next to him. In an attempt to seem classy and show off to the new guy, he... poshified... poshificated... poshi-something'd his voice to make it sound more sophisticated.

"And to whom might we ow the pleasure, young sir?"

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[kurokid2]

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[kazai]

"That is ever so kind of you to offer, Juro-chan," Kazai said with a sincere grin. She thought it nice that she could have such sweet members of her squad such as them, although sweetness had very little to do with the exercise of which the three of them would soon be completing. She was preparing to expand on her last statement, however they were soon interrupted by a boy who hailed from the great Uchiha Clan. Kazai could identify.

"And you must be Kazuki-chan... our little Uchiha," Kazai teased him playfully. Little did he know that the two of them also had a lot in common, aside from the beginnings of their names. Yes, she too was a member of the Uchiha Clan. However, she intentionally decided to let slide this information from his attention. There was no need for him to know that quite yet.

"Come join us," Kazai instructed him. However, after doing so, she returned her attention to the rest of the group, particularly Juro.

"So guys... today is going to be your first mission."

[kazuki]

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He remarked facetiously, chuckling a great deal before reaching for a menu. Kazuki could already feel that he was going to enjoy being part of this three-man cell. Although he didn't know much about his subordinates he still felt positive vibes coming from each of them.

He opened and studied the menu before his tangerine eyes. Reading from top to bottom, the Uchiha stumbled across his favorite dish: Chicken teriyaki with white rice. A rather simple but tasty meal. He closed the menu and set it aside. He would wait patiently for the appropriate time to call for his plate.

"What kind of mission do you have in mind? Kazai-sensei"[/color]

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