Board Thread:Konohagakure/@comment-26021384-20181108023108

About three days after her excursion with her new team and their thorough beating by their teacher, Nene Mori had gone home ot consider a few things. First, was that she did not quite feel strong enough compared to her teammates. Second was that she wished she could use her puppets in combat beyond just for shows. Third was that, as she was the brains of the team, she would have to work on her genjutsu and tactics. Fourth was that she needed to develop her own jutsus, not just visual ones, but she needed a bevvy of audio jutsus as well. As such,t hat lead her to the decision to go out to one of the training fields for a simple practice.

In her civilian clothing, she wore a tight knit blue sweater, with a turtle neck that clung around her throat snugly. A white line like a track suit lining up from the turtle knit sleeves up to her shoulders. One large sewn in to the base of the jacket that she tucked her flute in to. Today she wanted to at least get some practice working with genjutsu and sound waves. Beofre she could work on any jutsu in particular, she needed to lay down the ground work, she told herself while slipping on her black leathery shorts.

Hooking a skirt around her waist and fastening it together, she slipped on black stockings with green track lines running up their sides all the way to half of the way up her thighs. Tabi on to her feet and her hair done up in to two pigtails before she was off and out in to the sunny warm weather of the day.

Fluffy clouds in the sky, people going about their day to day business, she contemplated, on her way to the training grounds, just what it meant to use genjutsu. She needed to exude her chakra out on the field, and then use the triggers for it, whether that was visual or otherwise.

Surely it would be the same with sound right? It was worth practicing. So when she came to one of the training grounds, with a babbling brook nearby, she took a seat down on a hewn through tree stump, pulled out her flute and crossed one leg over the other to start playing a soft melody on her flute, just tuning it for now so that she would commit the songs she played to muscle memory. 