Yadami gazed at the training grounds from his perch ontop of a nearby tree. He pulled out a small telescope and closely inspected his new students.
"Hm. Should be alright." Yadami muttered to himself, before concentrating his chakra in the soles of his feet and leaping down to the ground. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small book filled with training tactics, A particular excerise invented by the Hakate clan piqued Yadami's interest. "This shouldn't be too difficult for them..." He thought, before making rhe handseals of the Shadow Clone Jutsu and sending a clone into the croud the of Chuunin.
The clone walked calmly infront of the group, staring them down with his Sharingan. "Hello all of you, I am your Sensei; Yadami Uchiha."
"Gotta' work together with a buncha' people...ugh, we'll see how this goes..." With Kai's focus on the journal in his hands, the boy sat leaning against a tree, his eyes on the pages before him. "Wounder which one of these misfits is gonna' be the one to bark orders at the rest of us...there's always one of em'." The boy's thoughts traveled like they tended to every so often. Like he usually did, Kai wanted to analyise his surroundings and pinpoint what was what. Indeed, his attention was split between the inventions written upon the leather bound pages in his hands and the teammates surrounding him, but the boy had displayed some skill in multi tasking. He'd never admit it though, but multi tasking had a bad tendency of cutting his memory short.
Pulling his legs closer to his chest, the boy scribbed something down on the page and breathed out. This was going to be the start of a very long and very new journey. Some of these people weren't even from Konoha. Actually, most of them weren't. "We're gonna' have to present ourselves soon, no doubt..." Kai would have to admit that he was curious to know about the others. What brought them here? What had happened which lead them to this specific spot? Every experience in a person's life is a cog in a machine, and Kai loved his machines. Turning to look at the newly arrived man who would undoubtedly act as their teacher and leader, Kai tilted his head curiously. Once the man spoke, suspicions were quickly confirmed and the boy nodded in greeting. "Hello..." He spoke, the boy's quiet voice making its way to the man's ears. "An Uchiha, huh...? Cool." Peering into the Sharingan was an unnerving feeling to say the least, but it was accompanied by undoubtable curiosity. What lurked behind those red orbs? In time, Kai was sure to find out.
Haruka was just standing around, fidgeting with her belt, adjusting the sword on her back and running her fingers through her hair; anything but looking at the people around her and thinking about her current situation. She had no idea what sort of power these guys held and that little voice in the back of her head was muttering about how utterly weak she was. One probably could not tell just how uncomfortable she was, unless they took her fidgeting for the nerves it actually was, rather than the impatience it could also easily have been and actually sort of was. She hated waiting. Waiting was such a waste of time. She could be training; giving her body a much needed workout. Instinctively, she flexed her arm so the muscles twitched to life and bulged out.
Just as she was contemplating dropping to the ground and doing some push-ups, their instructor walked up to the front of the group and; with his Sharingan eyes blazing at them all, simply introduced himself. Haruka felt a lump in her throat at the sight of his blood-red gaze and, for just a moment, she was not entirely sure if she could actually handle this. Everything about those eyes terrified her, but they held such great potential. If she had had the Sharingan, she surely would not have all the problems she did when it came to utilizing her chakra. She would never know, but she was sure of it. It made her feel weak, knowing that other people had blood that gave them powers beyond anything she could ever achieve.
A small, quiet hello drifted from the back of the group and despite it's quietness, it was easily heard over the total silence. Haruka turned her head a bit to see who had spoken and immediately regretted it when she looked around at the other chuunin. To her, they all looked so strong. She could practically feel the power pulsing around them and she suddenly felt so small.
"Hm. Should be alright." Yadami muttered to himself, before concentrating his chakra in the soles of his feet and leaping down to the ground. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small book filled with training tactics, A particular excerise invented by the Hakate clan piqued Yadami's interest. "This shouldn't be too difficult for them..." He thought, before making rhe handseals of the Shadow Clone Jutsu and sending a clone into the croud the of Chuunin.
The clone walked calmly infront of the group, staring them down with his Sharingan. "Hello all of you, I am your Sensei; Yadami Uchiha."
"Gotta' work together with a buncha' people...ugh, we'll see how this goes..." With Kai's focus on the journal in his hands, the boy sat leaning against a tree, his eyes on the pages before him. "Wounder which one of these misfits is gonna' be the one to bark orders at the rest of us...there's always one of em'." The boy's thoughts traveled like they tended to every so often. Like he usually did, Kai wanted to analyise his surroundings and pinpoint what was what. Indeed, his attention was split between the inventions written upon the leather bound pages in his hands and the teammates surrounding him, but the boy had displayed some skill in multi tasking. He'd never admit it though, but multi tasking had a bad tendency of cutting his memory short.
Pulling his legs closer to his chest, the boy scribbed something down on the page and breathed out. This was going to be the start of a very long and very new journey. Some of these people weren't even from Konoha. Actually, most of them weren't. "We're gonna' have to present ourselves soon, no doubt..." Kai would have to admit that he was curious to know about the others. What brought them here? What had happened which lead them to this specific spot? Every experience in a person's life is a cog in a machine, and Kai loved his machines. Turning to look at the newly arrived man who would undoubtedly act as their teacher and leader, Kai tilted his head curiously. Once the man spoke, suspicions were quickly confirmed and the boy nodded in greeting. "Hello..." He spoke, the boy's quiet voice making its way to the man's ears. "An Uchiha, huh...? Cool." Peering into the Sharingan was an unnerving feeling to say the least, but it was accompanied by undoubtable curiosity. What lurked behind those red orbs? In time, Kai was sure to find out.
Haruka was just standing around, fidgeting with her belt, adjusting the sword on her back and running her fingers through her hair; anything but looking at the people around her and thinking about her current situation. She had no idea what sort of power these guys held and that little voice in the back of her head was muttering about how utterly weak she was. One probably could not tell just how uncomfortable she was, unless they took her fidgeting for the nerves it actually was, rather than the impatience it could also easily have been and actually sort of was. She hated waiting. Waiting was such a waste of time. She could be training; giving her body a much needed workout. Instinctively, she flexed her arm so the muscles twitched to life and bulged out.
Just as she was contemplating dropping to the ground and doing some push-ups, their instructor walked up to the front of the group and; with his Sharingan eyes blazing at them all, simply introduced himself. Haruka felt a lump in her throat at the sight of his blood-red gaze and, for just a moment, she was not entirely sure if she could actually handle this. Everything about those eyes terrified her, but they held such great potential. If she had had the Sharingan, she surely would not have all the problems she did when it came to utilizing her chakra. She would never know, but she was sure of it. It made her feel weak, knowing that other people had blood that gave them powers beyond anything she could ever achieve.
A small, quiet hello drifted from the back of the group and despite it's quietness, it was easily heard over the total silence. Haruka turned her head a bit to see who had spoken and immediately regretted it when she looked around at the other chuunin. To her, they all looked so strong. She could practically feel the power pulsing around them and she suddenly felt so small.