Nashida watches as Yui gradually wakes up, and she speaks once more, using a line her mother had stopped using after her age had reached the two-digit milestone.
"Wakey wakey..."
Now it seems Yui is fully awake and aware that she's not having some kind of dream, although the look she's giving to the much taller blonde woman makes her wonder just what kinds of dreams the shorter Genin might have been having. She'd seen excitement in people before, so she wasn't completely unaware of what that look meant. Then again, perhaps she was simply "interested" in the types of women that could tower over her. If that was the case, they might have to have a talk about Jun Muramatsa and what she meant to her. But that conversation could be delayed for a while, since the focus at least for now was on training with her teammate and getting to know one another. She looks at the wooden blade pointed at her waist, wondering what exactly she planned to do with it. Thrusting with a wooden weapon was annoying, but it probably wouldn't even pain Nashida all that much, especially if she could twist her body enough to let the wood past her without causing much harm at all.
When she points the wooden training sword towards the scorched and bludgeoned dummies, Nashida turns her head to look at them as well, then draws in her chakra, starting to pull steel from deep within the earth, while still pretending to simply be looking towards the dummies, apparently unimpressed when Yui catches herself on fire. She'd seen it done before; Daigo had turned his limbs to flame as well, although she could see that this Nakajima's flame was blue, where Daigo's had been green. It was somewhat odd to her, since she'd only ever seen red flames before, and those she'd been working with in her forge.
She allows Yui to continue her pouting self-important questions; it gives her time to gather up enough chakra and steel to perform the technique she had in mind, and without using any handseals, she turns to fully focus on the battered training dummies as three sawblades rip from the ground around her, spinning in rapid rotations with their sharpened edges before they get launched at three of the dummies, slicing them entirely in half before she turns to look at Yui once more, with a bit of a smile on her plush, soft, and pink-painted lips
"Yes, it does look like a nap for me. As for who you are, you're Yui Nakajima, of the blue flame. If you were hoping to impress me, I'm afraid Green Flame Daigo beat you to it."
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