Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-26021384-20170528231024

Shien Kidame was often regarded as the mediator in the class room with certain fellows. Zaiko, his sister, and one little ball of pent up rage that was prone to blowing up at a drop of a pin. He wanted to check in and see how she was doing, and to see if she wanted to blow off some steam in the form of training and expending chakra. From his time in class, he knew at least that she needed to get rid of it so she wouldn't flip out.

With his headband around his neck and the red silk moth given to him by Kideme dangling below it, Shien made his way to the Fuma compound. When he arrived he scratched the little symmetrical scar on the tip of his nose, a little nervous before he sent for Aurora. If she answered, Shien would greet her with a smile and a wave, "Hello Aurora, I wanted to know if you could do some training today?"

If she agreed and tagged along, they would be heading off for the nearest training field, where Shien would turn around and let her know about what he wanted to learn, "I was reading in a scroll the other day that there are plenty of wind style techniques that let you control your weapons in the air after throwing them, just like how my dad does with the dark sand back home.  I wanna try and figure out how to do it, and I thought someone with a lot of chakra might be able to help me out. What do you say?" 