Calm rays of sunshine ran down over a cool breeze as the lazy, unmotivated Genin sat under his favorite tree. It was a larger oak, but not the largest in the village- Not by far. No, it was just far away from the hustle and bustle of things. Sure, other Shinobi came and explored its curious branches from time to time, and yes, there were other quiet places to study and rest- But this particular area, sheltered from the majority of roads in the village, was unique in that it allowed him both a place to rest and a place for him to stretch his arms out and practice his different jutsu.
Today, he was practicing simple Kenjutsu. While normally this would be out of character for Kai, who typically wielded a massive glaive like weapon, there was a method to his madness- He wasn't just using a sword, he was wearing massive weights over his shoulders, chest, waist, arms, and legs.
This was the first stage of his training to properly wear armor. Something that Kai had noticed of his other clan members, and something he experienced first hand that was still raw on the mind, was the fragile nature of his cousins bodies. Many seemed to just accept this weakness, or tried to fix this by working themselves to the bone and having some sort of overwhelmingly strong body.
Kai decided on a different measure. A more traditional type. Armor. It really came to him on a rather calm day, when he was people watching the Akamichi train. He noted that their traditionally powerful armor made them even more bolstering than they usually were, which lead him to believe that if he properly utilized such a tool, he too could take more painful attacks without having to worry as much about the effects on his body.
So, to that end, his start began with simple training using weights, to simulate the idea of wearing armor. After all, he had no idea what sort of composition to use, and it wasn't like he could just, walk up to an Akamichi and ask them.
...Or could he?
Thoughts for another time. He had a job today, as much as he loathed to say to say it, and it was escort duty. Babysitting, man, why did he always get stuck with the suck jobs? Did he anger his teacher that much that he'd get trapped in a constant duty of difficult missions and stupid quests?
Never time to train on his own, which meant poor Sachi would just have to deal with Mr. Waddles as he stepped out to meet her- Not that it was hard to miss her, what with her pink hair and brilliant blue eyes. Kai himself looked his usual self- His typical walking clothes, that is- But he also wore some rather bulging areas across his pants and shirt- On closer inspection, these were quite clearly the weights he was using to simulate his heavy armor.
Of course, to top it off, he also had his glaive slung over one shoulder. It looked menacing. It looked intimidating. And were Kai looking to be intimidating, it'd probably be both of those things. But as it stood? He was more... Looking like a giant dope right now.
"Hey, hey. You must be... Sachi, right?" His lazy look said a lot about him, almost slumped shoulders, a disinterested look in his duo-colored eyes.
"I hope so. It'd be a drag if I managed to find the one pink haired girl in the village after all this time..." He trailed off on his complaints, only realizing he was going on when his eyes drifted side by side, as he looked back at the girl. At least he kept it short, words wise.
"...Sorry. Right, I guess you want a... Tour." He sighed, rubbing his chin with his free hand as he leaned on his glaive.
"Whadda ya wanna see first, Kisei? You can call me Kai, I'm your Genin babysitter." He smiled slightly, extending a hand to shake. While notoriously lazy, he wasn't unfriendly or anything, which is why they probably picked him, and while he didn't talk a lot, the words he said usually had enough meaning behind him that he didn't drone on about a subject without substance. Not a bad tour guide, if you could get past the lethargy.
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