06-21-2016, 03:20 PM
The two adventurers followed Tsunade through a corridor just beyond the door. It seemed to be some kind of suspended breezeway. Though seeing as it wasn't simply over a river, but rather several feet above the ground, there was likely a more proper name for the term that Jams hadn't yet heard of. The floors were made of a dark wood, perhaps mahogany, and the walls were decorated precisely like the room earlier, sans the use of glass windows rather than yellow paint or plaster. Looking out, Jams could pick out some of the buildings in the village through the trees that obscured his view. They looked oddly modern, yet retained a rustic charm at the same time. Flat roofs that slanted at a mild angle at the edges, boards elegantly cut and painted that circled their buildings' exteriors, this generally simple design had a sort of charm that he felt could bridge the generational gap quite well. In the distance, he noticed what appeared to be a wall composing of live trees planted quite close together. Seems like either these ninjas were inspired by the portal, he reasoned in his mind, or supreme coincidence strikes again. Perhaps I should ask them if and when I get more friendly with them?
Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to have gone very well. In just trying to chat with one of the ninjas, Jams was yelled at and told to stop talking. Combined with the fact that they bagged them on their way to meet these very people, there wasn't any good reason to befriend the ninjas in the first place. However, Jams wasn't one to give up or judge people for singular actions, at least not without knowing their intentions. After all, they saw them as potential threats, and the color red is kind of a suspicious color. At the least, it made them easy targets. Perhaps they weren't so bad after all? But even if there was still a chance, it seems just communicating will not do anything to gain their favor. Wait a second, he realized, what if I drew something for them? Yeah, that'll do it! Setting a mental note in his mind, Jams continues to follow Tsunade through the corridor.
When they left the hall, they were in some sort of arena with various shades of wood depicting a squareish circlular shape on the floor. The walls were made of dark wood akin to the mahogony floor earlier, but they didn't reach up to a ceiling and were occasionally broken up by trees asserting their prescense along the edge. They seemed to be holding up the floor like a treehouse. Where the canopy stopped between the trees, an averagely sized hole allowed light to cast its dominance over part of the platform's right side. Two doors lined by trees and simple overhangs were at the other side of the arena, about 90 degrees apart along the circumference of the floor. A few ninjas were honing their skills here. One seemed to be dodging the attacks of the other two and failing miserably. Jams wanted to help, but he only knew to dodge naturally and probably couldn't even compare to the skill of an inexperienced ninja. Oh, and there's also the fact that they hated him.
The three ninjas looked toward Tsunade, presumably awaiting orders, but instead Tsunade told them "Continue, we're just passing by for now." She held her hand out in front of her, and the trainees returned to their practice. They were instead walking toward the leftmost door across the arena. The head ninja said "for now," does that mean another test will take place in this arena? Whatever the case, they continued through the left door and entered the setting for the second challenge.
Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to have gone very well. In just trying to chat with one of the ninjas, Jams was yelled at and told to stop talking. Combined with the fact that they bagged them on their way to meet these very people, there wasn't any good reason to befriend the ninjas in the first place. However, Jams wasn't one to give up or judge people for singular actions, at least not without knowing their intentions. After all, they saw them as potential threats, and the color red is kind of a suspicious color. At the least, it made them easy targets. Perhaps they weren't so bad after all? But even if there was still a chance, it seems just communicating will not do anything to gain their favor. Wait a second, he realized, what if I drew something for them? Yeah, that'll do it! Setting a mental note in his mind, Jams continues to follow Tsunade through the corridor.
When they left the hall, they were in some sort of arena with various shades of wood depicting a squareish circlular shape on the floor. The walls were made of dark wood akin to the mahogony floor earlier, but they didn't reach up to a ceiling and were occasionally broken up by trees asserting their prescense along the edge. They seemed to be holding up the floor like a treehouse. Where the canopy stopped between the trees, an averagely sized hole allowed light to cast its dominance over part of the platform's right side. Two doors lined by trees and simple overhangs were at the other side of the arena, about 90 degrees apart along the circumference of the floor. A few ninjas were honing their skills here. One seemed to be dodging the attacks of the other two and failing miserably. Jams wanted to help, but he only knew to dodge naturally and probably couldn't even compare to the skill of an inexperienced ninja. Oh, and there's also the fact that they hated him.
The three ninjas looked toward Tsunade, presumably awaiting orders, but instead Tsunade told them "Continue, we're just passing by for now." She held her hand out in front of her, and the trainees returned to their practice. They were instead walking toward the leftmost door across the arena. The head ninja said "for now," does that mean another test will take place in this arena? Whatever the case, they continued through the left door and entered the setting for the second challenge.
Death Count: 0
Banish Count: 0
Banish Count: 0