Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25072069-20161129220140/@comment-25072069-20161129232543

Walking underneath the gloomy skies, the day was rather depressing for the jonin; dark skies, muddy grounds, puddles everywhere. Sachi mostly preferred dry and warm weather, not too surprising for the Sarutobi born. Smirking to herself, it already seemed like whom ever see decided to spar today who was a water style user, already had the upper hand against her fire style. So, Taijutsu was her plan today, but was it not always?

“I wonder how things will turn out” Smirking as she walk down a main trail from her compound to the training grounds, she waved to many of her passing clan members and regular villagers. Usually it was weird to get waves from her, not in the sense of not doing it often, in the sense that she waved with an emotionless face. Most of the time people did not know if they were getting a death glare or a greeting. That was a normal thing… However peoples reactions did not bother her, she had always been that way expect when she was with her sisters.

Anyways, the 15 year old wore her usual attire; Consisting of semi- transparent, Black-long sleeved shirt. it was transparent enough to see her sports bra underneath and her muscular body. Her blue-grey shorts fit her snuggly with fish nets underneath. To prevent her thigh pouch from sliding off she wore bandages to do so. For foot wear, she wore black flat ninja boots. To cover whatever possible cleavage she wore a scarf the matched the color of her shirt and also wore gloves that were the same color of her shorts.

As always her pouches were full. Carrying two on her lower back; holding exactly 10 kunai, 10 shuriken, 12 senbon, 3 smoke bombs and 2 paper bombs. Lastly her thigh pouch was a carrier for her blades whenever they were not being used.

Not that she would need many of her weapons, she wanted a simple spar, however Sachi was a girl that always liked to be prepared for any possible danger. Thats just who she was.

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“Look who it is” finally arriving into the training fields she’d see her student and clan member Myōō. “Wouldn’t be looking for a simple spar with your sensei?” She asked him with a blank voice, trying to be more outgoing but failed horribly. Standing about 2 meters away, “so my predictions were right, I was most likely to fight a water style today… There goes my fire” She said sarcastically.