Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24479578-20170116002906/@comment-26021384-20170116042800

It had been a while since Shinra had done anything in the lines of training, having solidified his spot as one of the Genin Aces of Konohagakure, being The Little Mountain. So he had been busying himself by upgrading the wooden shack that his family had given him on their living grounds, using the funds he had gotten from all the tools he crafted to tear the entire thing and build it back up with a finer wood that was less prone to splintering. The roof was fitted with a wind turbine and hooked up to a generator that could collect and store electricity for Shinra to operate things within the hack turned into getaway. His workshop had been outfitted with ventilation and reinforcement so it was less prone to breaking during weapons testing.

Shinra was busying himself in the workshop, working on a new weapon for a special client. It seemed rather basic, with a bulbed head that lead to a sudden disc shaped cut off that was leading into the handle. As he picked up the weapon and tested it with a flick of his wrist, he pumped chakra through it and out of the bulbed tip came a series of sickle shaped blades. With another flick overhead it extended into a massive double headed axe. There was a puff of smoke with each change of the weapon head, relying on a quick reaction with the sealing and unsealing technique. But it was highly prone to jamming and firing out stored weapons from the inside. He set it down and sighed, looking up at the ceiling to think of what could be done to fix the weapon.

There was a tapping on the paneled door of his workshop. He rolled along his wheeled stool and made it to the door, opening it up to find a note left with instructions to meet someone at a training ground. The name in the document was one he had heard of from time to time, but not in much seriousness. It was worth investigating as his tongue pressed hard to the roof of his mouth, considering going there for training.

He quickly got dressed up in his new shinobi attire. He started off with a top that stopped halfway down his stomach as he normally wore, but this time it had one sewn in sleeve that went all the way to his fingers, looping around his middle finger only and back over the palm in black. Over his shoulders was a cowl that had two small belts on it and was black with golden square angular the cowl's opening had a belted metallic symbol which rested on his shoulder. That symbol was Team Instinct's logo. He wore a belt with a silver loop that held straps of leather that were red, white, gold and black that went over his black and gold stitched pants. Red tassles hung from the belt around his waist. The pants were baggy enough for arid climates but could whip around with the wind and cling to flesh in the cold weather. He wore close toed tabi that resembled the shoes a kung-fu practitioner would wear.

Quickly moving through the streets, Shinra would wind up arriving on the scene about thirty minutes after Nalini did. "Greetings. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintence Nalini Sensei." He spoke politely, but with that forlorn tone he had developed over the years. Over his right eye was a sash of cloth, covering up mostly the amount of scarring over his eye, none of it earned while on the job, but that was a personal subject.