[Fuitchi Sogo]

get away from me

[get closer to me]

♕

Sogo was rarely allowed to do much within the confines of the missions structure of genin, and it struck her as completely and utterly biased in against her favor! Who was the old lady to tell her she couldn't get the perverbial cat out of that tree by speed boarding and scooping the cat into her arms... or do other cooler tasks that required the speed and bulk that Sogo had to offer. Absurd, totally, that was why they finally gave her and the other ladies accompanying her the super cool position to seriously mess up, maim, and, if it came to it, murder these crooked bastards that were supposed to be walking out on them.

Sogo couldn't help but be extremely excited even as she opted to not ride in on her board immediately for this trip. She figured she probably had the best chance at a flashy opening move that she could make use of her and her scowl could only offset so much sense of excitement from the girl. Her scowl deepening as she grew more expressively entrenched in the inverse look of cheer. Looking between her two teammates for this she was mostly gauging their seeming style, but seeing as neither seemed to have the sort of sick style sense, or common sense even, to wear thinner body-heat trapping layers or to keep a snowboard on their person. It was truly disappointing.

"Don't neither of you two board? [Do either of you two board?]" Sogo would ask in a tone that came off as completely opposed to her scowl as she seemed assured, but joyful about the question.

Notes

"Spoken"
[Actual meaning]

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[Hoshino Kohaku]

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I won't give up 'cause there will be a day...

I'll be worth it

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❛❛

Combat wasn't one of Kohaku's specialties at least in her mind. She never had much faith in her combat skills despite being a weapon and close combat specialist. It was probably just her mind stopping her from being a brash and ruthless shinobi like some of her other comrades, but she at the very least had her level head which she felt was just as valuable as being physically strong.

So when she found out she would be teaming up with the two female genin from team two for a special mission she was honestly surprised. Kohaku would have thought Kazu would have been picked over her and while Hizou was more of a supportive informant even he would probably fair better than her. Still, she wasn't about to forgo a mission to better herself so she would graciously accept it and be determined to complete it all the same.

When they arrived at the arena where they would be fighting she would take notice of the two girls from the other team. Kohaku felt a bit out of place in comparison to them, especially when compared to her outfit choice. The two of them looked more like snow shinobi than she did one with a snowboard and the other with a fur coat on. Kohaku on the other hand would wear her signature body suit with flowing fabric attached to it. She almost looked like she was a dancer instead of a shinobi next to the two girls.

At the very least the snowboarder girl seemed to break the silence that would linge between them all though it didn't seem like much of a question, but rather her being disappointed in them. Kohaku wouldn't take this to heart though and would gently reply, "Sadly I don't what about you?" She would say her question to the other girl giving her the option to respond. They might as well get to know each other for a bit before they were forced into a fight against criminals.

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[Muramatsa Jun]

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[attr="class","skulltitle"]王手

[attr="class","skulloverlap"]Checkmate!

[attr="class","skullbody"]Taking a deep breath Jun stood steadfast alongside her partners for this mission hardly paying attention to the scowls of her partners as she looked her inventory making sure she was prepared for the battle at hand. It was funny she had spent a great deal of time with Dai Ri the head interrogator trying to learn how to extract her information and now she'll be facing down those who either failed to provide information or are now being punished for the information they did provide.
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Jun had no quarter for villains and figured this was an apt way to test her combat skills. Unfortunately she hadn't spent much time harnessing the few she did have much to her own embarrassment. She had spent so much time devising a plan that she had hardly and time to actual learn how to properly defend herself. However with her teammate Sogo on her side she figured the two of them along with Kohaku would be more than enough to handle such menaces.
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She was busy scrawling down a few seals within her journal when she was asked a question by her teammate which she hardly was able to hear she was so fixated on thinking about what she was going to do in the heat of battle that she was spacing out a slight anxiety. "My apologies, was something being said?" the girl had stated. There was a slight silence for a moment before she cleared her throat and began to speak up.
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"I was busy attempting to devise a plan of attack, but since we don't know our enemy as of yet I'd like to begin brainstorming tactics. So then, Sogo, Kohaku what're your strength and weaknesses." she'd then turn her attention to Kohaku holding her gaze on her for a brief moment, and would then give her a small smile wanting to be polite and introduce herself. "Also my apologies for my rudeness my name is Jun, Jun Muramatsa a pleasure to make your acquaintance." she would nod her head to her and then continue with her line of questioning, revealing her own advantages and disadvantages.
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"As for myself, I work best from a distance but can fight up close if need be albeit to a limited degree.” At this point Jun wanted to make certain they had the best laid plans when it came to going into battle, however despite not showing it she was somewhat nervous she wasn't too certain as to how well her best laid plans might pan out. "I can use a finite number of fuinjutsu but can launch them at a distance using my dojutsu.” as she looked to her teammates the girl’s amber eyes would transform from gold to grey revealing her dojutsu who’s pupils resembled a tilde with two periods splitting out from the center, in most instances she wouldn't reveal the presence of her dojutsu however with these being teammates that she trusted from her village she felt it was a good part of her strategy.

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[attr="class","skullinfo"]490 WORDS / Hoshino Kohaku Fuitchi Sogo

[attr="class","skullcredits"]TAIKO!

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[Yuki Shuka]

Snow, Drifter, Inflection!

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Fuitchi Sogo Hoshino Kohaku Muramatsa Jun

Yukigakure had almost too many prisoners to maintain. Their prison walls were ever bursting, especially since the prohibition of mercenary work within the land of snow. One method to keep the population down was to submit prisoners to routine gladiator combat, where they could continue to exercise their battlefield skills while serving their sentences. There was a vague, though not completely genuine, promise that those who proved themselves particularly well in gladiatorial combat might earn their freedom. Mostly, the prisoners kept here were fighting to keep their lives more than falling under any such pretenses.

It was not uncommon for genin to be sent to battle these imprisoned mercenaries. It served multiple purposes for the experience of genin - both to get them comfortable with combat and to get them comfortable with spilling blood. Every genin would eventually need to kill another person. For some, their first experience with it would be in this controlled setting.

Three shinobi arrived at the gladiatorial arena. None were the most experienced in combat, though all had great potential. This battleground would also be a testing ground today, a chance for all of them to see what they could do, and to see what they still needed to learn.

The three of them conversed, getting to know one another, with Jun requested to know more about her teammate's skills before they proceeded.

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Once they were acquainted and prepared, they could advance to meet the shinobi stationed before the battlefield. He would process their mission papers to confirm they were meant to be there and direct them into the arena. There was an audience of mostly civilians and a few shinobi, though on a weekday such as this the audience wasn't especially large. Still, all of them seemed excited for the battle to come.

"There are three of you, so we'll be sending three. Do you think you can handle that?" The shinobi guard inquired.

[Fuitchi Sogo]

get away from me

[get closer to me]

♕

Sogo was disappointed to say the least, but that was beside the point. Right? Violence was coming! How could she not be giddy about violence! The girl was an incredibly ridiculous adrenaline junkie after all. It was honestly almost scary how into the combat scene Sogo was. It was, after all, the easiest form of an adrenaline rush that she could only get from putting herself at risk. She needed to do that more... maybe in moderation.

Moving into the arena they would be stopped by a guard and Sogo would shake her head as she hovered by slowly.

"Nope! Not at all, but we will not manage somehow. We are alone in this, so you can definitely stick in front of me, no?" Sogo would say with a look on her face that read completely opposite to her tone and speech. It was all twisteds in this case, and without someone keeping her from moving forward she would do so. Stretching her arms as she hovered into the arena. It was a matter of time before she was in the thick of it. Her bodysuit showing some of the muscle that was built beneath her clothes. A distinct lack of armor for someone who seemed to fight exclusively in melee combat... or did she? Her allies likely had no way to judge that.

Notes

"Spoken"
[Actual meaning]

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[Hoshino Kohaku]

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I won't give up 'cause there will be a day...

I'll be worth it

[attr="class","rloverTag"]Snow, Drifter, Inflection!

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❛❛

Kohaku would make a mental note about the other girl not paying attention to the conversation at hand. This could be trouble later as it might mean she has a lack of focus or held a big ego that listening to her teammates meant nothing to her, but it was still early in the mission so it could have just been a fluke this time. Either way, Kohaku would smile at her and repeat the question back, "Do you snowboard?" This would give the silver-haired girl a chance to answer the question and hopefully get them on the same page.

It wouldn't be long though before the girl would take it upon to talk quite a bit herself. She was a talker that's for sure, but at least everything she said had some merit to it. A planner by the sounds of it which made Kohaku feel a bit relieved that had someone who could formulate strategy. Granted she didn't know what Sogo's abilities or mental fortitude were so it wasn't like she couldn't do the same. Kohaku just didn't know what the two girls were capable of since she wasn't a part of their team. Jun would continue asking about their strengths and weaknesses and even explaining what she was good at which was long range which sort of made Kohaku think of Kazu.

Once Jun was finished explaining Kohaku would look at Sogo thinking she would go next, but when she didn't speak up right away Kohaku took it as a sign of her turn. "I'm a mid-range to close-range fighter. Favoring Taijutsu and Bukijutsu mostly." Kohaku would look at Jun and Sogo for a second before continuing, "Kohaku Hoshino is my name and I apologize for not having any strong clan or flashy jutsu to show you all on this mission." Kohaku always felt inadequate to others so she would always try her best to prove that she could do as well as others without as much natural talent. This didn't stop her from getting under her skin about not being able to live up to everyone's expectations at times, but she would still try to keep a smile on her face during these trying times.

They would make their way to the arena where a guard would explain that this would be a three-on-three match which sort of made Kohaku a bit nervous. This was one of her first real heavy combat missions and she wondered if she was even capable of winning a fight against another. Though her nerves were a bit distracted by the way Sogo talked to the guard. What did she mean they couldn't handle it and couldn't manage it? Did she fully believe they were going to fail this? Well, there went any confidence Kohaku may have had in completing this mission successfully. Sighing Kohaku would add, "Guess it's better to try and fail than run away and never know if we could or couldn't." Following Sogo, she would get ready in her fighting stance hoping she would have enough time to get off some of her weapon-based attacks when the match started.

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