Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-26510601-20160428194222/@comment-26510601-20160429065626

Isamu continued striking at the air, swift and consecutive swipes led to a number of sounds filling the silent air as his being diligidently trained on his form. At times like this, or anything regarding the life of a shinobi; Isamu oft times dropped the cheerful and joyous display he usually held. Matters like these were serious for him, especially if he were to ever become a true warrior who could proudly serve the Daimyō of the Fire.

So with someone rudely interrupting this training with their ignorant, hyena-like laughter: It struck a chord within Isamu's heart, cacophonious notes followed after with Ikime continuing on trying to insult Isamu just because he had a wooden sword. Despite this, Isamu kept looking ahead before his movements dulled and slowly came to a stop. Silently and slowly, he turned his bokken upside down before letting it rest on the near pillar he was at.

Isamu bent down to his near bag and began to rouse through the items and accessories within, the sound of wood and metal hitting each other sounded out as the young man searched through his bag. It seemed his search was in vain as he slowly collected himself and withdrew from the ground. At least, this is what was most likely to be seen for the boy that sat just shy of 15 ft. away of his right side.

In actuality, Isamu had grabbed one of his live kunai in his left hand while searching through the bag. While he got himself up and put his hands on his legs, he simply pivoted the found kunai into his left sleeve.

He only stood there now for a second, his eyes looking onward and his body facing in the same direction as though he was some sort of statue. Then in the flash of an eye, Isamu threw in his left shoulder and slung his arm over to send the kunai he had been grasping since standing up over to Ikime. While the kunai was not directly aimed at Ikime, its given trajectory to an inexperienced mind would perhaps give off that thought. Instead it would only land by his side if he didn't react within the split-frame that was given in the moment the kunai left Isamu's hand and landed by Ikime.

Whether or not the Nara would react to it, Isamu would only grab his bokken once again while he looked over to the stranger, "Are you trying to judge me because I have a wooden sword? You know nothing of my clan or my name and yet you are already trying to sully it. Get up. Now, or I'll beat you so hard your laughs will be croaks."