[Uzumaki Atagi]

Small sparks initiate large flames

Sunbeams trickle down from clear skies, free to proceed where they would without cloud or canopy to deter them. Days where the Land of Fields didn't have idyllic weather were far rarer than ones that it did-- and this was a common day. One sunbeam in particular (though could anyone pick it out from all the others, anyway?) falls upon a maroon-haired young man, propped up cross-legged on a particularly sizable rock outside the village gates of Nishigō...close enough that if he wasn't enjoying the pleasant warmth in the air that he could've easily been resting in the shade provided by a town wall, instead. Right elbow planted at his knee, he slouches forth, chin coming to rest at his hand. Despite having been here the better part of a half hour, the demeanor of the suited up shinobi was chipper, amber eyes alight with excitement.

Okay, maybe showing up way, way earlier than the designated meeting time was completely unnecessary. But I wouldn't be me, if I was caught lacking in earnestness. And today, he had no shortage of things to be ardent about. For starters, it was his first actual assignment proper-- even prior to his suspension as a boy, he hadn't gotten up to much that wasn't a glorified (or literal) chore. Secondly, he wasn't going to have to dive into it alone, having a squad with which he could be apart...one that he hadn't met before this. Whether that was something standard, or if it sprouted from the fertilizer that was the tumultuous and uncertain nature of the region, Atagi was unsure. Their names and rank were all that he had to go by, but he was optimistic about his ability to work with anyone. The hero is as all-loving as they are all-loved most of the time, aren't they?

Between the prospect of getting to acquaint himself with new friends/allies/whatever they were to be, and getting to serve the good people of the country at the same time, it was like some sort of holiday that only he knew about. Back straightens up, and he brings a hand to his brow, flattened out, to keep the sun out of his eyes while he takes another sweeping look at the surroundings, for sign or sound of those he was waiting for.

(kuishinbou kashiwa | @yamo)

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Today was kind of a big day for Koume. After months of complaining and persuading the higher ups of allowing her a second chance at being a part of a genin squadron - they were finally allowing her to do just that. And with a new leader making their way into office, the girl found it relatively easy to make such a transition. Excitement filled her as she got ready, though it was quickly replaced with nervousness.

As the pinkette approached the meeting spot, she’d lay eyes on the fiery red hair that the uzumaki was known for. Koume took a breath in, emerald hues looking around for the third and final member of their group. It’s always nice having Kashiwa around.

Nevertheless, taking in a breath and sighing relief, Koume would turn her attention back to the uzumaki sitting nearby. "Yo! Team 2, right?” She asked as she jogged closer to the guy. "Narahashi Koume.” The girl introduced herself with a smile.

Well this is what you asked for, yeah? Being a part of a squadron allows you to get more experience..just don’t mess anything up.

Definitely, I’ll try my best, Roku.

Koume spoke to the slug from within their mindscape. Despite being sealed away, it seemed as if Rokubi was hopeful that his jinchuriki would perform exceptionally.

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