Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-26068742-20170602005333/@comment-98.222.247.198-20170602231752

Shien nodded to what Zaiko said, a spar, it was something, he could get a feel for any flaws in his own or his teammate's style of combat while he got to stretch and stay in shape. So when he was instructed to, Shien got up and went inside, "Be right back."

He quickly got undressed and back into his proper shinobi attire. Light grey pants with a dark vinyl like layer over them and a lattice cut pattern on the sides of the thighs all the way to the knees. On his feet were now open toed ninja tabi. He pulled ona  dark vest over his red hoodie, and tied his headband around his neck, keeping the moth necklace extra close to his body. He pulled on a pair of gloves without fingers and tugged them taut.

Shien then grabbed his belt of tool pouches, buckling it about his waist before he gathered and tucked away his tools. Five kunai that went into a rectangular ammo box, eight shuriken put into their own pocket and ten senbon into another, all of them on the small of his back and toward his hips. In another pouch was a pair of blood pills. Tied to three of his kunai were explosive tags, though these were ones traded out for concussion blows, for training purpose, tags.

He walked back outside and was busy fiddling with his hood before he looked up at Zaiko. Shien wasn't always sure of himself, but no one could deny that he had skill, he just needed the pushes in the right direction, "So, um--how do we start this?"