Board Thread:World Map/@comment-27079171-20161118052258/@comment-26021384-20161118234804

The day had come and Shinra was more than ready for it. Having trained day in and day out with his teammates and doing his best to improve his body. Shinra had realized part of his limitations were his lack of physical prowess, and he tried to make up for it with the abundance of chakra his body held naturally. But now was the time to show off what he could do in the chunin exams.

The day of his first fight he was in a waiting area, getting ready by checking out his attire. Closed toe tabi on his feet and a pair of pants with a checkerboard pattern on his outer left shin and his outer right thigh, black in color with blue chekcer boxes. A hlated top which had a chekerboard pattern along the rib cages of a mixture with black white and blue. Over his arms were a pair of detached sleeves that had leather cuffs on the ends, with blue sticking out on the outer half and white on the inner. His red hair was on full display this time, as many members of his clan had. Over his right eye was an eyepatch that showed just hints of a scar underneath it. His headband was for once tied around his forehead, bangs hanging over it and outlineing the leaf engraved into the metal plate. Around his neck rested the stone pendant that had his clan's symbol carved into it.

As the announcer outside hyped up the crowd, Shinra thought about what he was going to do as he took inventory of his scrolls, four small ones containing ninja tools, explosives and gas weaponry. Two medium sized scrolls containing defensive and larger offensive weaponry. A pair of knuckle duster chakra blades that he used as a relay to sense his surroundings when he was too to use his sensory abilities normally. He gathered up these things, making sure that he had them placed on the two leather belts that hung off his waist in an X-pattern. His two larger scrolls tucked into leather quivers that rested on his back and held back with buckles alone.

He walked out of the waiting room, listening to the crowds cheering with a little disdain on his face. He didn't like this being made a spectacle. It was not his perogative to get glory through fighting, or to get glory at all. He simply wanted to be someone who was skilled, but got no notice for it. The more fame a ninja had, the more likely they were to be a target and their secrets revealed. He sighed and listened to people shouting both the names of Rena and himself.

Rena addressed Shinra and he opened his uncovered eye to look at her, listening to her monologue, "Alright." He kept a level head and a simple stare. People in the audience riled up by the little speech she gave, but booing the simplistic response from Shinra.

Rena had a new weapon that he took note of, just standing back and waiting for him to make the first move. But Shinra wouldn't be doing that either. He just put his hands together with his index and middle fingers together to start gathering chakra and prepare himself. He would not make the first move again without gauging who his opponents were, his failed mission taught him that, his father taught him that, and his teammates' safety relied on that. A mountain is an immovable object, and never does it strike first. Only when disturbed does a mountain loose some rocks upon the intruder.

Standing at one end of the circular field, Shinra gathered up more chakra, keeping his eye on Rena. He was formulating what he could do to counter her and deal with her blood powers. It was a matter of getting her to not get cut, but subjugate her. The path was clear to him, the fork in the road was coming up and the turn he would take would determine who would win this fight.

While people were expecting the fight to begin, the two genin were simply staring each other down. More boos coming up from the crowd as it was assumed that Shinra would make the first move judging by the way Rena had positioned herself and waited for Shinra. But this fight turned into a staring contest.