[center][b]Ruri Zuodian[/b][/center]
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She had her arms crossed and grew quickly impatient as she was expecting her future sensei to be the formal type, wearing official Granite Guard uniforms she'd probably find lacking in taste, hence why so many common individuals would appear unnoticed to her. But a sudden familiar voice roamed in the air which solicited her attention. It was familiar in a sense that it reminded her of Kanajiro but only some aspects of the time she could spend with him, yet couldn't pinpoint what exactly. Surely it wasn't too important and voices can sound similar after all. She'd turn to face the source of the voice and as a reaction to glancing for the first time at her new teammate, she'd simply scrutinize Daisuke's entire body with her eyes. After a second of silence, she'd chuckle upon looking at him straight at the face, arms still crossed and a mocking tone quickly possessing the fluidity of her speech. 

"[b]Wow, you suck if that's the best you've got to say hello to a lady. I assume we're going to be in a forced relationship if you're here for the same reasons I am. Pity, I was hoping at least a well placed Hanamoto would accompany me in this perilo-...[/b]"

She had stopped her more than insulting babbling about her tastes in colleagues as their newly suited Sensei had entered the scene with a quick but effective introduction. Of course such a lack of class made Ruri cringe inside, but at least he was wearing hat appeared to be new clothes. And he didn't smell bad. She couldn't say the same about Daisuke however, he looked like he had trained like a tryhard this morning just to show off to the new boss. Before Ruri could have an adequate response, the sensei had already ordered them to follow him as he walked away. She quickly turned to face Daisuke with an eyebrow raised and her shoulders shrugging to display he lack of belief as to what just happened. At least she wasn't the only one with a somewhat sassy behavior, but she only liked it when it was her that did it, not others. 

They arrived at some ugly place where the adult started to talk about the status of the area, of course it didn't interest Ruri one bit as she simply contented herself to follow him and stop where he stopped. She could see similar graffiti on the walls of the old, abandoned houses which marked their future renovation through demolition. They were the mark of Ruri's father's activity, where his business would reach to give jobs to locals who desperately needed some money and sank low enough to ask the Zuodians for help, so of course Ruri would know what this place was. He then talked about himself, Ruri couldn't help but roll her eyes and sigh really deeply when he mentioned being some bogus secret weapon. Although she hasn't directly seen it, the Tsuchikage's power appeared to be much more intimidating than anything this weirdo could stack up. 

The final part of the man's discourse was hitting a subject Ruri really appreciated: Fighting. Of course, his little threats about taking only one of the two was pretty snicker worthy considering one pupil was a Zuodian and another was a Hanamoto, the kind of people you don't just dispose of out of ridiculous claims. If Ruri had known he was from the land of wind and the desert village, she would have simply mocked Xavi and dismissed everything as childish lies. But as the theme of fighting each other got stronger, Ruri couldn't really hold herself ; while neither of the students were in battle positions and the kids weren't too far apart, Ruri took advantage of that by sliding a shuriken that was hidden in her sleeve down to her hand and immediately hurled it toward Daisuke without fair warning or even a look at him. She simply quickly turned to face him, and in that same action, threw the shuriken toward the center of his chest. She originally aimed for the abdomen, but the chest would have to do, after all she did got for the element of surprise. 

"[b]Does Dead but still in one piece count, Sensei?[/b]" 

She asked with obvious sadism flowing out of her intentions. As her throw was over, she had already taken an aggressive stance with a kunai bearing a paper bomb around its handle in her right hand. She wasn't one for killing for free, but her teacher had inserted some stakes that somewhat nullified that moral restriction she had and simply put her in wartime conditions. If she could, she'd kill Daisuke just to assert herself as the better pupil, though of course she wouldn't kill him if he gave up or wouldn't be able to fight. She may be sadistic, but her upbringing has brought to resist certain urges that could get her in situations where she wouldn't be able to release her sadistic tendencies any longer.