Board Thread:Iwagakure Spars/@comment-24937485-20151214001935/@comment-27375402-20151214004921

Steady paces and panting breaths, wiping at the sweat on his forehead, Ryouta was returning from what appeared to be an apparent taxing activity, in all actuality he found time alone and capitalised on the moment to practise his chakra control, though he grew tired rather quickly and had returned to settle down on a nearby bench. Heavy breaths as he gathered himself and rolled back his shoulders, he looked up at the sky and felt a sense of uneasiness. The overall atmosphere seemed quite intimidating, people appeared panicked and the question as to the ruckus remained in his mind. The thoughts brought his mind off of his recent exhaustion and accelerated his recovery.

"Guess I should check out what's happening" he sighed however, he held little faith in his ability and knew himself that wasn't that remarkable, just enough to keep him from dying from minor threats and possibly barely stand on par with another Genin. He trailed slowly towards the front gates and looked for on object to obscure himself, he walked toward a nearby shinobi and awkwardly standing behind him, leaning to the side to watch the gates itself.

"Please don't be a monster, please don't be a bad guy" he thought to himself as fear struck at his core, gripping him completely, he gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes towards the gates.