Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-26510601-20170507195903/@comment-26021384-20170508014251

Shinra was ready for today. His will of iron being forged day in and day out with everything that had been done for the village. Over the past couple of months, Shinra had built a large library and moved it single-handedly, built a massive shinre to a fallen comrade in Sunagakure, and had worked to make the village a safer place, he even mastered the use of his clan's apparent kekkei genkai.

All of this culminated in the steely resolve of a lad no older than fifteen who was ready for a war. As quick or long as it may be decided all on this one battle. No one could know just what they were about to be up against, Shinra had been preparing plans for the near ten thousand troops in Konoha versus the close to five hundred of Kogakure. He would be working his brain overtime to account for and combatting the new enemy when they would arrive there.

On his person was a new battle attire, made just for this. It was much like his strategist garb, only more complete. He wore leather flak underneath over his torso and legs, black in color. Red leather vambraces with gold trimmings going up and down them were on his forearms. His lower body was covered by red pants of a similar color to the vambraces, and underneath this but above the leather armor, was iron linked mail wear, which was also layered over his right and left arms, with the mail covering his torso to not be encumbersome. Over his hands were claw tipped gloves, gold trimmed. His feet and legs up to his knees wore black iron boots, gold skeletal trimming on them. On his body, covering his left portion of his body, was a white garb with a faded red lining and black ink strokes that formed the kanji for intuition, clarity and acuity. He donned his special headband that had the plate of it sticking up through his bangs like a pair of horns, the plate was also made to come down along the sides of his face like samurai armor sideburns. Both of his eyes were uncovered, having been given medicine to last a day that would allow him proper vision without having to use chakra for his eye.

As for weaponry, Shinra had pouches of ammunition tied to a rope belt which hung from his waist. With him he had six kunai, ten shuriken for light weaponry. Three blood pills and two paper bombs were carried along with himself. On his waist was a sword length folded up metallic object that closely resembled a bat, but unfolding it would reveal the blade tipped panels that compromised the iron fan that he carried with himself. Most importantly on his back was the large gourd made of compressed iron sand which held even more iron sand. It was astonishing that someone of his size was able to carry such a load, but such was the way of the shinobi world, they were all monsters.

Cutting back to the here and now, Shinra listened to the inspiring words of Keldran Fuma, their commanding officer. Insighting courage and conviction, especially with the summoning of three dragons, Shinra took a deep breath, eyes closed as he psyched himself up. He would be avenging his family line, and getting a foothold in a land where they could get more supplies and allies for future endeavors. It was all for the sake of rebuilding and strengthening. They needed their home back. He opened his eyes, a serious look on his face while clutching his chin with his left thumb and index finger, pondering the assignments and who was on their force. Hotaru, he knew her, and someone he did not know but was from his brother-in-name's clan, an Uchiha.

As everyone began to split up, Shinra found that everyone int he army was being handed out communicators, or at least the key players for each batallion and some extras to divy up between their comrades. "Use these to stay in contact and don't focus on shouting out to one another.  Act as a more efficient force and seem like a well oiled machine hell bent on victory by relaying our intentions over great distances." he commented as he rolled the communicator around between his fingers, before tucking it into his right ear.

Shinra looked at the members of his batallion and then over to Takahiro Uchiha and Obelisk Rinha, "If you need anything, call for back up and we will carve a path to you." He turned back toward the batallion and thrust an arm outwards, casting his garb around like a cape, the clawed fingers of his glove pointed outwards, his back to the entrance of the village, "I want everyone in group of five to seven. DIscover amongst yourselves who can perform medical jutsu, specializes in anything in particular and most importantly scatter amongst yourselves those who can perform different natures.  Earth users will be on defense and countering for their team.  Fire users will work on supressing large movements and offense.  Wind will serve as a secondary offense while deflecting projectiles.  Lightning users will be used for striking in combination with our earth defenses to bring them down in explosive force at our enemies while conducting with our water forces who will be casting water for the purpose of tripping up the enemy.  If you can bring the enemy into the air, focus your efforts and shooting them down and do not let your feet leave the ground. Decide who will be given a communicator with each other in your groups and remain in contact with myself. Understood?!"  There was a resounding agreement between everyone in the batallion, while Shinra turned his back to them and looked in the direction of Konohagakure, "Hotaru, Hiroshoka, we might not be together on the battlefield, but remain in close contact. if you can, group together, if we three were together our power would amass a great deal of attraction toward ourselves while our allies could work on picking off smaller groups. Do you agree?"  he asked them in a somber tone as he prepared to march out.  Of course, anyone that knew Shinra would know one of two things: he had a massive pool of chakra that some said was on an unfair level that nearly matched the Uzumaki, and that his intellect was unmatched in the village. He was turning out just like his father in more ways than one.