Incognito Training

[rose_liberated]

[Two Kunoichi are out late tonight, getting in some late night training. And by training, I mean the normal assortment of wall running, jumping and occasional smoke bomb aided vanishing act that is the bread and butter of every ninja's work. One of them, leading the pack, is familiar to anyone who might be watching, Kyoko Needleworker, the 'delinquent'. The follower would be less so. After all, when did Kyoko pick up such an inept apprentice, who can't even run up a three foot wall, can't walk along the top of it without falling off, and definatly can't cut it as a ninja. Making it all the more mystifying is the fact that the second Kunoichi has the shade of hair normally associated with the highest rank of generics, who would normally never be seen in such a state of ineptitude. Such as tripping and falling on her own smoke bombs to create a cloud of choking vapor.

And she's such a flighty thing-if she notices anyone coming her way she'll put all her limited skill to the test to get out of sight. So maybe you shouldn't approach her directly if you want to observe.]

Comments

[beryls_lackey]

[When the other ninja falls over again, Kyoko jumps down from the 20 foot wall and starts to clear the smoke away with a handkerchief.]

Are you ok Miss Rozalin? Shall I help you more with the wall running?

[rose_liberated]

[The other ninja pulls herself up slowly, coughing through her mask into her fist-but then wheels as soon as Kyoko speaks. Her own voice is barely above a whisper-but it wants to shout.]

Don't call me by name, what if someone hears you? What is the point in training like this if you simply tell everyone who I am?

[beryls_lackey]

[Kyoko blushes and bows deeply.]

Oh, I am sorry! What do you want me to call you then?

[rose_liberated]

I...I hadn't thought of that. Just use a pronoun or something until I can think up a pseudonym.

[Rozalin rubbs at the back of her head, heavily bruised from repeated knocks, falls and general failure.]

Look, we knew it would be rough going at first, yes? We're just going to get a handle on how we can improve my skills and fitness.

[beryls_lackey]

[Kyoko thought for a moment, trying to think of a name for Rozalin. She looks over Rozalin, and soon her eyes rest on her chest.]

Hmmm... Dango-san? How about that?

[rose_liberated]

That's a terrible nick-name!

[She's not even that big for a Kunoichi. They're all large chested!]

[beryls_lackey]

Yeah. Sorry, that just popped into my head.

How about Rozy, or Rosie?

[mooned_hime]

[There's a Kaguya floating by as Rozalin trips. Again.]

A ninja princess?

[rose_liberated]

[!]

What do you mean, Zam? This one is not a princess, Zam.

[mooned_hime]

Don't be silly, my name isn't Zam.

[rose_liberated]

Zam is not a form of address, Zam. This one simply wishes to uphold the traditions and training of her clan, Zam.

[mooned_hime]

It certainly sounds like a form of address! You're even capitalizing it!

Are you feeling well?

[rose_liberated]

My apologies. Zam.

She bows at that, but it seems like an afterthought instead of a real habbit, like she had to think about how to do it.

This one is training, Zam, some injuries are to be expected.

[cutestsuperweapon]

[No, she approached her directly, being entirely soundless due to, well, floating.]

Uhm, what are you doing?

[She seemed a bit confused. More than usual.]

[rose_liberated]

Ack!

[SMOKE BOMBS! Oh dear god, was there mace in those?]

[cutestsuperweapon]

[That was just abusive. Ifurita is caught by the smoky blast, and is now acting like a typical demon goddess of destruction.

Wait, she's Ifurita, who are we kidding. She's coughing and choking and tearing up]

W-whaaa don't *cough* attack meeee!

[rose_liberated]

[Rozalin tries briefly to rub the pepper-bombs irritant out of her eyes for a moment before giving up, and simply clenching her eyes shut as she struggled for clear air.]

*cough cough* Ugh, what was that, who are you?

[cutestsuperweapon]

I don't know! I'm sorry!

[Ifurita, sadly, moved right into whereever Rozalin was, since shw as busy rubbing her eyes and making things worse. And coughing]

Eeek!

[rose_liberated]

[Inept ninja and inept super-weapon fall over on top of each other in a cloud of coughing itching, terrible smoke. Like seriously, the worst thing ever.]

Ugh, whatever, let's just get out of this smoke!

[high_on_daylight]

Good evening.

*Rozalin, of course, is being stared at by a certain vampire who may or may not recognize her. Question is, which way would be worse...*

[rose_liberated]

... Good evening, Zam.

[Rozalin is glancing towards the wall and wondering if she can get over it without flying or teleporting. Well, she could probably use a smoke bomb...if she hadn't set them all off already.

As the result of previous threads, it should be noted that she is limping slightly due to a probably self-inflicted stab wound.]

[high_on_daylight]

...

What name do you go by, she whose blood I can smell?

*Evangeline, for once, is trying to be polite, but the tone makes it very obvious she recognized Rozalin instantly.*

[rose_liberated]

[How can she tell? Rozalin has even changed her title to 'Trainee-ninja'-

Wait, how the heck did it flip back to the old title? She never uses "Goddess of All Overlords", and it takes actual concentration to restore the charade before anyone notices and asks questions.

Still, she can manage the accent. That, at least, is flawless deep-woods ninja-hick.]

This one goes by Yuki, zam.

[high_on_daylight]

... Trainee-Ninja. Right.

Good to see you at least took my advice.

Maids? Someone give her some healing. "Yuki?" Stay and talk a while. You look like you could use some help.

[rose_liberated]

I can tend to my own wounds, and was planning to retire soon to do so in any case. Thee is little need for your servants attentions, zam.

[And her look is pure 'This is my decision, and I know I am doing poorly, but I am going to stick it out and either win or break my neck.' Evangeline probably has seen a lot of that look, shortly before a lot of broken necks.]