[Hana Chieko]

Frosty Selection

"Step right up!! Trust your shinobi with the best! Hana's Wares are the ticket! Aiming to be the best! Use the best tools! From Kunai to Swords! You won't regret taking these weapons to the field of battle!" Chieko was once again participating in the act of supporting the village and even making a profit at another Chunin exams. When coming to such a challenge, it was easy to gain recognition from villages from all over with her supply of shinobi tools. Especially when many of the youth were trying to prepare for conflict in order to pass this test. Those butterflies..made it easier to make a sale... Though not trying to deceive these kids, she did have to run a business and could think of nothing better than to boast her crafts. But it wasn't a lie if she was telling the truth. "Wanna be a shinobi? Then gear up like one! Come see how the best get there with Hana Wares!!" As she continue to promote her stand, having already checked out three customers, the female would look to the bag of ryo, a grin on her face as she counted. "The trip was pricy...but I can totally make up for it with this...plus extra for the shop repairs..."

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[Suikazura]

       Suikazura had been walking for some time and while she had found little to nothing of note, there was something that caught her ears as she had walked down through the market area. People were selling goods of all natures and varieties now that business was practically guaranteed. She found this sort of civilian crowd to be reminiscent of the street she had grown up on, coming from a bakery. It was busy but soothing, but the civilians... she really didn't want to be near anything that wasn't a shinobi right at the moment. She had worked so hard, and had this neat chance in time to meet so many different people from all over, and yet she was slowly trudging a market place alone. As usual, only watching out for things that were eye-catching. Weaponry including the majority of that particular engagement. As such, hearing what sounded like her last name called before the word wares had perked her ears.
     Turning her eyes scanned for the obviously female voice, and quietly she would approach as she locked her eyes on the woman responsible. She didn't look like any of the Hana that she had ever met. Her mother kept her away from her extended family though, as they were even worse than she and her father about shinobi. Effectively black sheeping herself from the collective that formed her family. She assumed it was just a business name then. It was still weaponry on sale though and the girl wouldn't pass up the chance to check on the wares of the woman.
        "Hello Tenshu-Sama! May I ask what you have today?" Suika would call to the woman, the small girl having no credible tell for being a shinobi showing, as she was fully covered head-to-toe. She seemed entirely serious from her eyes though, and something in Sui's gut told her this woman would care less than some businesses. Especially with all the youths that she would be competing with soon enough.

{ tags } Hana Chieko
{ notes } Here
{ Special Abilities }
❀ Chakra Control
❀ Enhanced Precision
❀ Enhanced endurance

{ inventory }
Karada Fuinjutsu:
Left Arm:
02 | Hand Axe
02 | Shield
02 | Tonfa

Left Hand:
25 | Explosive Tags
25 | Flash Bombs
25 | Kunai with Explosive Tags attached
25 | Smoke Bombs

Left Leg:
01 | Bow
01 | Spear

Right Arm:
02 | Hand Axe
02 | Shield
02 | Tonfa

Right Hand:
25 | Kunai
50 | Senbon
50 | Shuriken
02 | Blood Pills

Right Leg:
02 | Spear

Kamizuru Heart Seal:
01 | Sharp Blade

Kamizuru Neck Seal:
00 | New Item

Torso [Back]:
20 | Arrows
04 | Kijūngōtō
01 | Katana

Torso [Front]:
01 | Staff
02 | Tanto
01 | Wakizashi
01 | Heavy Winter Clothing - In Use

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[Hana Chieko]

Frosty Selection

So caught up in her thoughts, Chieko had nearly missed the call to business by the young female, prompting her to turn around and blink as she looked upon the girl. There was certainly something you didn't see too often. A girl with no clear appearance of being a shinobi, asking for weapons. There was a bit of conflict with handing someone a weapon and they could easily hurt themselves in trying to use it. Such things came with training and shinobi had a whole school dedicated to it. Granted, it wasn't too out of the question to sell one to someone. Even regular people needed protection for some of the harsher things that existed within the villages themselves. "Sure thing! Hang on just a second..." Drawing herself toward her wall of selections, she'd draw forth what looked to be a Fuma shuriken, still folded to itself, but adored in a hardened cover made of wood. "A Fuma Shuriken...heated metal, triple folded into the steel to ensure quality and long last. This thing will not only cut into a target without so much as a jam.." Flicking her wrist forward, the object would open up much like a flower, it's two blades extending outward and shining within the light of the sun. "It can chip the surface of a rock without even having a crack..." Chieko would then proceed to lay it down on the counter, looking to the youth as she crossed her arms. "It works well if your trying to go for a target at long range, though if you want to get it back..best to add chakra into the center slot to recall or use wire to rotate it around. Just be sure to watch where your pull it or you'll lose an arm..."

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[Suikazura]

    "Hm... is this all you have in stock today Tenshu-San? I'm heading to the exams, and I'm afraid I may be short on anything proper in terms of real weaponry. Best I have managed to get my hands on was this," Suikazura would say as her hand would rummage into her jacket and tap the seal above her heart. A light cloud would puff out as Suikazura would produce a blade from her jacket, setting it on the counter. She had never actually had the weapon itself appraised, having bout it from a bin in a rather cheap weapon shop. It had been sharp, but otherwise wasn't something she had a good handle on. The owner of the store she frequented was not a Tantetsu smith either so the blade was of unassured quality. As she would look back up to Chieko she would smile, "Could I pay you to appraise this? I don't know anything about what makes a good sword really, I just know how to use one. Sensei, was not an expert smith, or anything like that, either."
    Suikazura was not really sure how to talk business, and the mostly blank, innocent, and innocuous look on her face gave away she was being as absolutely honest as possible. This was a situation only really possible due to almost immediately obvious lack of knowledge. Admitted, lack of knowledge. She would await the answer to her question with pleasure, hoping she did not scare anyone with her new-found weapon.

{ tags } Hana Chieko
{ notes } Sharp Blade from the Generic Chakra Conductive Weapon List.
{ Special Abilities }
❀ Chakra Control
❀ Enhanced Precision
❀ Enhanced endurance

{ inventory }
Karada Fuinjutsu:
Left Arm:
02 | Hand Axe
02 | Shield
02 | Tonfa

Left Hand:
25 | Explosive Tags
25 | Flash Bombs
25 | Kunai with Explosive Tags attached
25 | Smoke Bombs

Left Leg:
01 | Bow
01 | Spear

Right Arm:
02 | Hand Axe
02 | Shield
02 | Tonfa

Right Hand:
25 | Kunai
50 | Senbon
50 | Shuriken
02 | Blood Pills

Right Leg:
02 | Spear

Kamizuru Heart Seal:
01 | Sharp Blade

Kamizuru Neck Seal:
00 | New Item

Torso [Back]:
20 | Arrows
04 | Kijūngōtō
01 | Katana

Torso [Front]:
01 | Staff
02 | Tanto
01 | Wakizashi
01 | Heavy Winter Clothing

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[Hana Chieko]

Frosty Selection

While many were fans of using long distance projectiles in combat, it would appear that this one was much more particular in her desires. Which was fine...after all, it wasn't as if Chieko would be the one using these tools in combat later. The best weapon was the one in which you were comfortable with as your life depended heavily upon it. So as she asked if there were more within her selection, Chieko would grin as nodded and began to look back toward her shelving display at her back. Honestly, much of what she had available were melee, along with short and long distance tools. Wire, smoke bombs, explosive tags and stun bombs. These were the usual things that most people required during the exams and or missions. But, as the girl would redirect her attention to what she herself had on her, the dark haired female would look over to the blade, her expression blank before gently taking it from her current customer. It was rare when Chieko would be insulting another person's efforts. At times, it could be due to their limited resources or simply a lack of any at all. Though this was a true tragedy. She hadn't seen work done this bad since she was an apprentice. Narrowing her gaze, she couldn't imagine just how the hell this was supposed to protect anyone, especially it's wielder without so much as snapping in two. Upon hearing if she could appraise the weapon, Chieko wanted to laugh off such a notion and suggest that she throw it in a fire and use the steel to make a cup. Though, at the mention of a sensei having given it to her, her brow shifted slightly, kicking herself mentally before then holding the weapon upward to check the length of the sword. "How long have you had it? I can see from the knicks that it's seen combat...it's starting to rust over so it's isn't often sheathed...just a heads up...even if you seal it away...you want to still treat it like it was actually on your person...cover it with a cloth if you don't have a sheath to protect it..." Extending it out by the handle, Chieko would then look over at the youth once more, her tone calm as she began to speak once more. "You must hold a special connection to it if you got it from your teacher..."

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[Suikazura]

    "Mmm... 2 weeks. The store I go to had it in a bin, Sensei said the swords were old and unused after being made though. He normally makes really good work for shinobi tools, but I wasn't ever taught maintenance. So I'm unsure how to either fix it or replace it. I don't even normally use a sword if I'm honest, I'm much more comfortable with polearms, but my Instructor said I use both very well!" Sui would say with a bit of pride, it was not egotistical over-confidence she spoke with, but an air of honesty. She obviously believed in her skill  with the weapon in front of the two, but seemed to be complacent in her position being reserved with the sword.
    "Oh, nono. I bought this, sorry if I confused you Tenshu-Sama." Suikazura would say, bowing in apology slightly. She couldn't have been sure of her words sometimes, referring to so many people in similarity was fine, but only when in the presence of people who understood to whom you were referencing. She would drop the matter at hand with that. Hoping the woman could either help her as she had asked, or, at the very least, could set her with a blade or similar weapon of high quality. At least in terms of edge.

{ tags } Hana Chieko
{ notes } Here
{ Special Abilities }
❀ Chakra Control
❀ Enhanced Precision
❀ Enhanced Endurance

{ inventory }
Karada Fuinjutsu:
Left Arm:
02 | Hand Axe
02 | Shield
02 | Tonfa

Left Hand:
25 | Explosive Tags
25 | Flash Bombs
25 | Kunai with Explosive Tags attached
25 | Smoke Bombs

Left Leg:
01 | Bow
01 | Spear

Right Arm:
02 | Hand Axe
02 | Shield
02 | Tonfa

Right Hand:
25 | Kunai
50 | Senbon
50 | Shuriken
02 | Blood Pills

Right Leg:
02 | Spear

Kamizuru Heart Seal:
01 | Sharp Blade

Kamizuru Neck Seal:
00 | New Item

Torso [Back]:
20 | Arrows
04 | Kijūngōtō
01 | Katana

Torso [Front]:
01 | Staff
02 | Tanto
01 | Wakizashi
01 | Heavy Winter Clothing

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[Hana Chieko]

Frosty Selection

The length of the weapon certainly made it appear as though it could be folded into a multitude of shapes. Crafted properly, it could even be increased in it's capabilities. Her hand would graze the surface of the object, it's steel cold from the chill of the area, yet still the chips along the edge proved that it had been used more than once. Likely on training dummies or minor inconveniences. But honestly, Chieko could see the possibilities. Things that this girl probably couldn't see. "I see....bought huh?" It must have been a real bargain sale. The man who made it likely had no idea just what could be improved upon this blade. But she did...she could see it as clear as day. Honestly, if she had a seriously deceitful bone in her body, she'd charge this girl extra for what she was about to do with this thing. But, even she couldn't be that ruthless when it came to art. Finding a piece like this, something that could be molded into more than what it was? It was similar to the path of a Genin. "I can do a lot with this...allow for chakra conduction, increase sharpness on the edge. It would be a real wonder to behold and more than able to get you through the exams and beyond...IF..you take care of it once I'm done. The steel itself can be hardened and it will feel lighter, but the density will remain as it always has. If not a bit more durable this time..." Extending it out once more, swinging it from one side to the next as she spun it around within her arm. It gave a soft whistle, almost like a bird. But would stop the instant she halted all movement. "Five ryo and I can make this into a weapon for a champion...sound good?"

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[Hisakawa Yamato]

Frosty Selection

@all

The chuunin exams were something that happened twice every year, but that didn't necessarily mean that everybody attended every single one. Yamato was a prime example of this, having missed quite a few since the last one he visited. This time, however, he couldn't pass up the opportunity to go, and for two very big reasons. The first one was of a more personal matter, but the second was to commemorate his recent promotion to the rank of Special Jounin. He had had a party back in Kusagakure of course, but what better way to follow up that celebration than with the most exciting event the shinobi world had to offer? As he strolled through the streets of Byakuya, gawking at all the exciting things to do and see, he heard a familiar voice just ahead and to the side. Yamato gently picked up his pace, trotting around the corner and decisively putting a face to the familiar voice, a bright smile flashing onto his face as he finished closing the distance.

"5 Ryo!? How do you plan on surviving if you just give away your services for basically free Chieko?"

It was just some slight teasing on his part, but with a nugget of truth buried inside. While the blacksmith looked pretty much the same as the last time he had seen her, Yamato himself would have undergone quite a bit of a wardrobe change since their last encounter. Gone were all the fancy bells and whistles attached to his attire, and in their place only functionality. His cloak was pure black, inside and out, and the clothes underneath with just as plain and monochromatic, with the top being a light gray shade and the bottoms a darker one. If it wasn't clear from the Kusagakure headband, then his flak jacket would only support the image that he was a shinobi. A sharp set of eyes would be able to tell that it was a custom variant of the typical jacket though, this one sporting less padding and armor with the tradeoff of having several more pouches and pockets for holding things, with all of Yamato's clearly filled. And of course there was his signature Hokan no Hon [x], the purple book held tightly in his hand though it was a bit difficult to see as it was partially covered by his cloak.

After giving Chieko a slight jab, Yamato's eyes turned to the well-covered girl just opposite of the blacksmith. It was impossible not too, considering that she was the one Chieko had been speaking to, as well as the fact she was possessed a ridiculous amount of seals. As a fuuinjutsu specialist, Yamato had developed a sensory ability to detect these sort of things, and he had long sensed this girl's presence before his approach. He couldn't tell where exactly she was keeping it all, as there weren't any visible scrolls or pouches of paper tags, but it was a simple matter for him to assume that it was the Karada Fuuinjutsu technique, or at least something similar.

"Heya! You know, she really oughtta charge you more, she's one of the best blacksmiths Nohara no Kuni has to offer!"

With the same smile and cheery tone as before, Yamato greeted the stranger, deciding to not bring up the seal issue for the time being. This was the chuunin exams after all, and it was more than natural to encounter shinobi during the festivities.

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Relevant SA:

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Sealing Sensor
Unlike a traditional sensory type shinobi, Yamato has instead developed the ability to detect the exact locations of fuuinjutsu in an area around him, as well as when they have been activated.

Passively, Yamato can sense the locations of fuuinjutsu within a 300 meter radius of his person.

Actively, by utilizing more chakra, Yamato can detect fuuinjutsu within a 1km radius of his person, as well as sensing how much chakra was used to create the seal.

♥ Chou

[Suikazura]

    Flabbergasted. The girl tried to compute what the woman had suddenly offered. Her brain seeming to run the number a hundred times over, the back to square one. A blank stare, how would she do such a thing so easily? What exactly did one do to respond to such an amazing offer as that? What was equivalent? What would make up the difference, there was no way that the deal was fair. None. None. No way. She would need to refuse, yet that felt so rude before such kindness. Her pride flared to prevent her immediate acceptance though, and instead what she found was stammering for words.
    "Uh... I-" Sui would start, but a man appearing from the beyond of the crowd behind her made twirl around to view him, having to look up due to the man's height dwarfing her. It would have scared her if he came off as anything, but a saver to logic itself at that time and the headband and flak jacket would immediately invigorate the girl. Her previously locking face and appearance waking up from where it was. His addition and note of her prowess would intrigue her more and more. He was also observing her, she felt that much, but he was no examinee. Flak Jacket said that much, and as she stared at him, she would make a note not to say anything more than needed.
    "If that's the case I can't rightly accept five Ryo as a price. That's a Red Bean Bun at my family's bakery. Here." Suikazura would say and pull out a sizable wallet-pouch with a floral pattern from within her jacket, the seams stretched from filling as she would set it on the table with both hands, making an audible thud, as she seemed to now struggle to open it with her gloves on, as she did though she would spill out what was easily two hundred Ryo, and that wasn't even seemingly denting the overly swelled pouch.
    "Forty Red Bean Buns worth, forty hungry mouths worth of money. That's how much a good blade should cost. On my family name, Hana I will refuse any lower offer out of principle of your good service. 'Cheating the common man or his family from a meal is a worse crime than murder', that's what Oka-san always said." The tiny genin would say with a stern nod her eyes closed, upon opening her eyes read entirely different from the excited and gullible genin. Judging and heavy like someone much older than herself, eyes of someone who had clawed their way out of nothing for something. Of course, the last bit was not a truthfully said word to her, but they would have no way to call her bluff. Her even speech would leave to see Chieko's answer.

{ tags } Hana Chieko & Hisakawa Yamato
{ notes } O---O
{ Special Abilities }
❀ Chakra Control
❀ Enhanced Precision
❀ Enhanced Endurance

{ inventory }
Karada Fuinjutsu:
Left Arm:
02 | Hand Axe
02 | Shield
02 | Tonfa

Left Hand:
25 | Explosive Tags
25 | Flash Bombs
25 | Kunai with Explosive Tags attached
25 | Smoke Bombs

Left Leg:
01 | Bow
01 | Spear

Right Arm:
02 | Hand Axe
02 | Shield
02 | Tonfa

Right Hand:
25 | Kunai
50 | Senbon
50 | Shuriken
02 | Blood Pills

Right Leg:
02 | Spear

Kamizuru Heart Seal:
01 | Sharp Blade

Kamizuru Neck Seal:
00 | New Item

Torso [Back]:
20 | Arrows
04 | Kijūngōtō
01 | Katana

Torso [Front]:
01 | Staff
02 | Tanto
01 | Wakizashi
01 | Heavy Winter Clothing

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[Hana Chieko]

Frosty Selection

It was a simple gesture of good faith on her part to hope that the girl would take care of the weapon once she was finished. Clearly her seals were of great value, but nothing beat a good cover in the end to ensure quality. Though before the deal could be agreed upon, a familiar voice came upon the side of the stand, prompting the older female to look over to see the tone matching that of Yamato. A more...officially dressed Yamato at that. With a blank expression, Chieko would look toward him and then frown as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Ehhhh? Oh come on...it wouldn't dip into my profits that much to give her a deal..." Feeling the soft jab, she'd smile toward him as she raised her brow. "Look at you! All dolled up and everything! I see someone has gotten a promotion..." She was proud of him for his success, as it showed that progress was in the air for a lot of people here in Yukigakure. If not on their minds. This was indeed the time of change and for many to seek out their fortunes in their path to becoming shinobi. It felt like years ago that she had been doing the same thing. Of course, that was a time long gone. But with his usual demeanor, the man would note how Chieko should in fact be charging much more considering her reputation, prompting the female to rub the tip of her nose as she shrugged her shoulders slightly in embarrassment. Yet, it's effect seemed to have cascaded over to the youth as she appeared to decline the deal on the basis of pride and value of such an effort on Chieko's part. As the wallet-sized pouch would appear upon the table, spilling out two hundred Ryo from it's still filled sack, Chieko eyes would grow over-sized as she looked down and then back at the girl with a blank expression. "Kami's Shorts! You carry that much money around with you?!" Honestly, she wondered just what kind of baked goods her family was selling to easily part with that much money. Yet, as their name came to mind, along with their principle of not cheating the common man, Chieko would place one hand upon her hip and then look over toward Yamato and then back to the girl with a grin. "Ya making it very hard to be nice here kid...alright...two hundred it is..." Collecting the ryo into her hand, she'd begin to count it over within her hand, her gaze shifting back to the girl with a smirk on her face. "Hana huh? Good name..."

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[Hisakawa Yamato]

Frosty Selection

@all

Yamato's friendly grin turned to a more mischievous once Chieko responded to his light teasing, his words seeming to be just enough to spur her customer into insisting that she pay some more. A small amount of blush did enter his cheeks as the blacksmith commented on his most recent promotion, the man not all that used to receiving praise from others. Back to the exchange at hand, however, the younger woman took Yamato's words to heart, revealing a rather hefty looking wallet-pouch and paying a whopping 40 times more than Chieko had initially asked for. The Kusa shinobi's own eyes widened with surprise at the amount, and he could tell that even though Chieko accepted the ryo, it was a bit of a struggle to.

The special jounin wasn't all too sure about her strange axiom, it was certainly a bit too extreme for his tastes, but he did understand the intention behind it, looking at the mysterious girl in a new light. As Chieko counted up the ryo, Yamato sized up her customer some more, the curiosity of her unseen seals finally prompting him to ask the question that he always liked to ask when attending this particular event.

"So, what brings you to Byakuya? Are ya a native? Or here for the exams? Participating?"

He shifted on his feet as he barraged her with questions, taking a step closer to Chieko's stall so he could lean up against the wooden framework, settling in for a conversation, as short or as long as it would be.

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♥ Chou

[Suikazura]

    Suikazura would show an expression of confusion as she put away the pouch, keeping her hand inside her jacket for a good minute before the jacket would shrink down. She would pull her hand from the inside of the jacket with the lump that such a pouch should have left missing. She would not take long to observe the interactions of the two further, but as the smith would accept the deal and compliment her, she would find herself hit with a few questions almost immediately. She would turn almost awkwardly so to look up the the Kusa Shinobi again, sizing him slightly before smiling to both individuals.
    "I'm here to participate in the exams yes. Hana, Suikazura it is nice to make both of your acquaintances, Oji-Sama, Tenshu-Sama." The girl would reply bowing to each individually. She seemed to be a bit bland, possibly airy but straightforward. Her eyes told a story of otherwise, their muddy brown looking distant and piercing from how they seemed to observe those around her.
    She would need to be cautious to an extent of revealing more than she had to, after all these were enemy nation people, but this was part of why she had come. An excuse to meet and speak openly, to an extent, with any and all shinobi present. The smith had been a rare exception to her normal cares, but she needed her blade to be ready for combat. 

{ tags } Hana Chieko & Hisakawa Yamato
{ notes } Here
{ Special Abilities }
❀ Chakra Control
❀ Enhanced Precision
❀ Enhanced Endurance

{ inventory }
Worn:
1x Winter Coat
1x Scarf
1x Gloves
1x Snow Pants
1x Boots

Right Hand:
1x Compass
4x Flint
4x Tinder
1x Watch

Left Hand:
10x Shuriken
5x Kunai
1x Tanto
1x Hand Axe
1x Smoke Bomb

Left Leg:
1x Metal Canteen
1x Rope
1x Cooking Pot

Right Leg:
1x Sleeping Bag

Held Until Dead:
1x Chicken

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[Hana Chieko]

Frosty Selection

Chieko would allow the two to talk, leaving her to inspect the blade more thoroughly. It certainly was an interesting piece of work to have been simply chucked into a bargain bin. It was a bit sad in it's own way that it couldn't have been seen for it's full capabilities. Though that wouldn't be a mistake that she'd repeat. Her fingers gliding along it's surface, she'd smile to the young female as she made her way to the area behind her, having started to place the sword down upon a work bench. To do such work on the road, you needed to have a mobile forge that could be contained and capable of travel. As a shinobi, it was simply a matter of sealing what you needed into a scroll for convenience. It was through this that she could even bring her family anvil along for the trip. As she prepared to heat the forge, she'd peek out from over her shoulder, looking on as the two seemed to continue their conversation. Along with that, she was making sure that she didn't miss any more business opportunities that could come to her stand either.

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[Hisakawa Yamato]

Frosty Selection

@all

Chieko finally finished counting up the accepted money, taking the blade and giving the other two one final look before moving away to begin her work. Suika quickly introduced herself shortly after, even giving both of the Kusa natives a formal bow, to which Yamato responded with a much less formal dipping of his own head.

"Nice to meet you too, Suikazura! My name's Hisakawa Yamato and she's," He paused to point towards the pre-occupied blacksmith, "Hana Chieko. And you are here for the exams, that's great! Care to hear a bit of advice from someone who's gone through them already?"

One of the biggest changes that came with Yamato's promotion to special jounin had been a change in position as well, and once he returned from these chuunin exams he'd be starting off as a brand new academy instructor. That wasn't for any odd reason either, he had shown a considerable interest in teaching younger shinobi, and in the same spirit he wished to impart some of his own wisdom and experience to the foreign shinobi before him. Of course, he didn't want to impose if the advice was unwanted, and so Suika was more than free to turn down his offer.
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♥ Chou

[Suikazura]

    So that had been where she had heard her last name called from. Hana. A name shared across nations, and a civilian woman at that, there was all but a potential non-zero chance of relation. Not that she exactly cared where her mother's last name came from at this point. She was a member of the Kamizuru, well received, or not. She would not linger on that train of thought, especially not when an individual before her was simply flashing all of her buttons for attention online. Shinobi, yes. Foreigner, yes. Enemy nation, yes. Obviously strong, yes! Offering advice was the final check light before she was fully attentive.
    "I would love to hear any advice you can give me Hisakawa-San!" Suikazura would reply cheerfully, saluting playfully as the small girl would look up to the older man. Simply waving back and forth in a earnest attempt to keep warm, but her excited expression was not far from an excited puppy awaiting a treat from their master. Eyes fully alive and shining for whatever Yamato had to give. An absent portion of her mind forgetting the blacksmiths existence as she focused entirely on Yamato.

{ tags } Hana Chieko & Hisakawa Yamato
{ notes } Here
{ Special Abilities }
❀ Chakra Control
❀ Enhanced Precision
❀ Enhanced Endurance

{ inventory }
Worn:
1x Winter Coat
1x Scarf
1x Gloves
1x Snow Pants
1x Boots

Right Hand:
1x Compass
4x Flint
4x Tinder
1x Watch

Left Hand:
10x Shuriken
5x Kunai
1x Tanto
1x Hand Axe
1x Smoke Bomb

Left Leg:
1x Metal Canteen
1x Rope
1x Cooking Pot

Right Leg:
1x Sleeping Bag

Held Until Dead:
1x Chicken

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