Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-27375402-20160405215937/@comment-28131316-20160405233200

The clan members indeed sought to graspingly gain attention and recognition from the man that had arrived. The news traveled fast through the compound, and Sato was already preparing as best he could for an arrival. Though he had been prerparing a possible betrothal for his Heir, he begged forgiveness from the future bride and her family, and asked them to leave so that he could prepare at least basically for Eito'sa arrival. The reception chamber was already prepared and Sato took his position, with his legs folded beneath him and his hands folded in his lap. With a customary sharp wave to his wife, he dismissed the non-essentials in the room - at least those from his clan.

"It is a great honor to receive you, Fuma-sama." Sato said as he gave a rather gentle sweeping gestures towards the door, which swept open and a small maiden bearing a tray stepped in. "Refreshments, if you wish them." He said and then motioned for the girl to set it down. "So you seek a recruit? That is an admirable thing, and my clan is quite honored to have you approach us. Did you already have someone in mind, or were you seeking my suggestion on what I feel is the best candidates from my clan?" He asked as he folded his hands before him. Despite his power grasping, he was a calculating man.

"If it is the latter, than I would suggest my Heir Daiki. A highly talented shinobi, and very talented in the family arts. He is about to do a spar with the Dekisokonai, in order to try to awaken her capabilities. Though I have little hope of it, it would be a good time for you to view him if you wish." Sato said as he maid a gesture towards another door from the Reception chambers. "Through there, and a short walk, is the training courtyard of our compound?"

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Kumiko knew that it was coming, even as the clan was swept up in an uproar of an Elder of the Village visiting. She heard the whispers and the training area emptied as people clambored for attention. The woman wandered over to the training weapons, choosing a simple kunai. Unlike other members in the clan, this was as far as she had trained in weaponry. The proper holding and use of a Kunai. It was not her kunai, but a general one for clan use in training, but she found herself shaking a little. She did not like physical confrontation, but she was not allowed to deny requests from the clan members.

"Dekisokonai, it is time." Daiki said as he stepped to the training grounds. His frame towered over her by nearly a foot, as he folded his hands behind his back. He wore a simple training gi, which was a complete contrast to the researcher's uniform his... sister wore. He took a simple stance and waited. "You may attack me as much as you want, but after three blows it will be my turn."

Kumiko shook for a moment as she took in a shaking breath. She knew that this was not going to be good, she was horrible at anything that involved being a Shinobi. She also knew that as the Heir of the clan, even in a spar with open rules, Kumiko was not allowed to respond in a way that might injure the Heir. Furthermore, as the Dekisokonai, she was unable to participate in the traditional family sparring rituals. So she waited for his word, and then started to work on a plan in her mind.

She started by circling him, slow and methodical, examining him and looking for weaknesses. She had known her brother for a long time, and had watched him and others train actively. Her brother always favored his right side for dodgin, but left for attacking. His reaction speeds were invariably different based on where he was attacked from. He was also conceited and arrogant, and that could be used against an opponent. Her speed left much to be desired, but she folded the kunai so that one of it's flat edges was lined up along her wrist.

She darted forward then, using what speed she could manage, and looped herself along to his less defensive side, ducking low - using her small size, and then twisting her body around him to slash upwards hard and fast for his weaker side.

Unfortunately for her, she was not the best at this. Daiki was much better at reaction times, already being a well established shinobi, in his mid twenties. She managed to just barely catch the edge of his training gi, before she realized he had let her hit him like that, and she barely realized he was sticking out a foot to trip her. With a severe lack of proper training the young woman was thrown off balance and rolled on the ground to try to recover.

"One. Two more, and then we see how a beating can possibly activate your chakra." Came the cold response of her brother, a shiver rolling down her spine. Her entire world focused on this fight, pushing and trying so hard to even use chakra in it's basic form, to no avail. That's all she had to do, that's all she had to do to end it, was use chakra. To prove herself, but she could not. Her entire world focused on the fight with her brother, not even noticing if anyone else was present.