[Sesshoku Ryouta]

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Rebuilding the village and fixing any buildings for the village was an arduous ordeal and sometimes it even required the destruction of buildings. This was given as a mission option for some shinobi to let off some steam while also doing what they could to help the village grow. So it was a win-win scenario for Ryouta to be able to punch things and let his frustration out without hurting anyone. Yet at the same time, he wasn't sure how he felt about whom he was paired up for this mission. While he enjoyed their interaction last time he couldn't say the same for her as he probably made a mockery of them in their little spar. Oh well, it wasn't like people didn't go on missions with people they didn't like before so it was par for the course anyways.[break][break]

The meeting point would be a worn-down building that was to be demolished to make way for some new housing units. It wasn't in the most disrepair of any of the nearby buildings, but its original function didn't fit in with the plans for the area in fact the buildings to both sides of it would also be a part of a destruction process so it wasn't like any of them were going to be kept either so any damage they took from this buildings destruction was permitted. Leaning on the building Ryouta would await his partner for the mission hoping they were ready to let off some steam.

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[Warai Ameko]

"You have got to be fucking kidding me,” The exasperated exclamation that left Ameko’s mouth had nothing in the way of tact or subtlety. She had taken the mission in hopes of getting a bit more experience in the lead up to the chunin exams, even if it meant that she was doing glorified grunt work in cleaning up the village. Sure, she’d rather have been engaged in combat, or some kind of drill, but a mission was a mission. She had to prove to herself, to those who would be looking over her progress, that she was willing to undertake anything that was thrown toward her. Ameko, however, did not know she had to be dealing with fuckign Ryouta. The smarmy prick was about as smug as it got, and she’d be spending the day working with him. Part of her longed for death. The other part of her resolved to just take out her anger on the older genin. He was leaning on the building that served as their meeting point, and any hope that her true partner was simply somewhere else died immediately. There was no point in hoping for the inevitable. This would be the absolute last time she took a mission without bothering to read all the details as to the mission and her partners beforehand. "Sorry to keep you waiting,” She didn’t mean it.

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His partner would arrive and Ryouta could sense the hostility from the get-go. He couldn't blame her though so he didn't take it to heart, but he wasn't about to let it go either. Placing a hand on his side he would respond with, "We both know you don't mean that, but that's beside the point this is a good opportunity for both of us to let off some steam." Ryouta would point at the building behind him before adding, "We have been permitted to destroy this however we want so punch some walls knock down some pillars tackle some support beams whatever you want we are given full run of this place." [break][break]

This would honestly put a smile on Ryouta's face as he came up with a fun idea for the two of them to enjoy this mission together. "So let's make this a fun competition then. Whoever can destroy the most and knock this building down the fastest while also escaping the collapsing building wins." Ryouta would tighten his gloves to make sure they were snug before tilting his head towards Ameko and challenging her, "Unless you don't think you have the strength to do so." In all honesty, based on their spar he was very certain she could easily win this competition, but he figured she would enjoy it more if she was fighting for a cause rather than simply breaking things for no reason.

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[Warai Ameko]

A singular eyebrow raised, but Ameko did not dignify Ryouta with a response. He knew that she didn’t mean it, but she didn’t feel the need to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was right. Regardless, at least the mission sounded enjoyable. Despite her distaste for her fellow shinobi, she had to admit that he was certainly able to sell the idea of a bit of demolition as exciting and fun. Sure, the job was mostly busywork, but it was the destruction of buildings. Moreover, he wanted to make it into a competition. She knew the bugger was quick, but she doubted his lithe frame carried enough muscle to put a sizeable dent into anything. Sure, he likely had some sort of trick up his sleeve, but Ameko was confident in her ability to unleash raw destruction. But it was his final words that spurred her into action. She knew it was bait, she knew he had every intention of getting her to bite and to take him up on the offer. That meant that, logically, he probably had something to back up his boastfulness. Ameko simply didn’t care. She approached the building, clenched her fist, summoned her comparatively Enhanced Strength and punched a hole straight through the wall. It hurt, it hurt like absolute hell, and she could feel the shaking reverberating through her knuckles and her wrist. But she forced her face to be a mask of cocky serenity. A wolfish smile was shot toward the older man, as she shook her hand, ostensibly of debris, "You’re on. I’ll show you ‘strength’.”

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Hook line and sinker. His bait caught hold and she seemed to agree to his little friendly competition. She was so easy to manipulate being controlled by her emotions just meant she would be easy to toy with for his benefit. Granted despite this he wouldn't do anything to harm her as it wasn't within his bones to harm someone with manipulation tactics or make them feel inferior. Rather he just liked pushing people's buttons to show him what they could do and so far it was working on her.[break][break]

He would of course admit the amount of destruction she put out was more than he expected, but then again it was why he dodged most of her attacks during their little sparring session. He had a feeling she favored full brute strength over mobility so this was easily her element of doing things, but to get an actual visual of what he had to deal with certainly made things a bit more real. [break][break]

Still, she wasn't the only one with tricks up her sleeve. "Not bad," Ryouta would say with a smile giving her a sense of superiority for her strength. Lifting his hand and making sure his gloves were tightened correctly he would add, "Guess I should show what I can do too." Facing the wall he would take a deep breath unlock the first gate and punch the wall himself. It would also create a hole in the wall though granted not as big as one she made and of course, he had to shake his hand from the recoil of the attack. "You aren't the only one with the strength to spare though," Ryouta would say looking back to Ameko with a slightly smug smile. Granted he knew he wouldn't be able to do this very often probably compared to her as using the gates tired one out quickly, but it would show he wasn't about to fall behind her that easily.

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[Warai Ameko]

The arrogant smirk that plastered Ameko’s face was wiped out in a moment. She had expected the older shinobi to be a specialist in speed, hit and run tactics, that kind of thing. She’d not predicted him having the ability to match her in strength. A bewildered look would be her response to the hole he put in the wall, before she rapidly forced her face back to a mask of smug cockiness. "And here I thought you were just good at running away,” Ameko spoke through a wolfish smile, rolling her neck as she did so, a series of pops echoing off the dilapidated buildings around them. "Fine, want to make this a competition then,” She added, stretching her arms out to limber up, "Let’s make it interesting. I thought I was just about to mop the floor with you but if you can actually keep up, let’s make a wager. Loser has to shout food, kami only knows I’m going to be hungry after I tear down this building just about on my lonesome." She shook her hand out, before clenching it back into a fist. Ryouta was quick, no doubt he’d use that to his advantage. And, evidently, he was also a taijutsu specialist. This would be a test of fists against fist. Fortunately, Ameko did not need to rely on just those to do damage.

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