Renee
`training grounds`

Kagayaki stood in the middle of the training grounds, her short blond hair glistened lightly with the sun, revealing some of it's orange tones. On her forehead was her characteristic large glasses, attached to her head through an elastic headband and currently tilted up.

Her light armor had a small sun etched on its shoulder, matching the symbol of Noragakure on the headband that was loosely wrapped around her neck. She was currently looking over a mess of wires around a couple of trees.

"Hmm... Now if I cut this one.." She reached out with a kunai, slashing a nearby one. The rest of the wires fell limp on the ground and she grunted, "Of course, this never goes well the first try." She complained, gathering up her shuriken that had the wires attached.
Patricia
Beneath the bright spring sun, a giant marched.

The boy was 17 years of age, but nonetheless towered a foot over the average person. His eyes were like a sunlit boulder sitting somewhere in the frontier. His arms were as thick as small trees, and on his back, a blade taller than him rested in its scabbard. There he was, the walking embodiment of a scary guy - someone people tend to ignore when they walk, someone they tend to avoid by crossing the street. But he didn't mind. He was used to it.

His hands loosely hung on the sides of his body as he walked, occasionally bouncing against his armor, as if completely apathetic to his surroundings. His hazel-colored eyes were focused on the road ahead, guiding him through the trailing path of pebbles people left on the street on their way to the training grounds. In his mind, nothing lingered but memories of him beating up thugs from the past.

Strange times.

[...]

His feet carried him into the training ground, right... Well not *Right* Per se, but about on time. His eyes scouted a lone figure standing in the center of the grounds, and he concluded that it was the Kunoichi he scheduled the training session with. He didn't get a chance to meet her, so he wasn't sure what she was like as a person, but he hoped she'd be a serious training partner. The samurai value stoicism, after all.

"**Hello**" His booming voice echoed. "**I am Yamazaki Konjo-Okami. It is nice to make your acquaintance, Ressha Kagayaki**" He continued, bowing his head at her.
Renee
Hearing a voice she didn't recognize from behind her she turned around, expecting her scheduled partner. She rarely made scheduled practices, but it was a good way to meet new genin from time to time.

"Oh hey, nice to meet y-" She began speaking with her back turned, jumping back as her colleague came into view, interrupting herself. "What in the-" Was her first reaction to the behemoth who stood a feet and a half taller than her. She was used to having to look up when she spoke to people, but this was a little ridiculous even for her. *Is this guy really a teenager?!* Was running through her head.

She stared up at him for a good few seconds, processing his arrival, before shaking her head. "Sorry about that.. Aha... You're.. Uh.. Bigger than I thought..." She chuckled, a little embarrassed and unsure of what to think due to his stoic expression.

"So, what you want to practice?" She asked as she rolled up the rest of her wires, preparing her shuriken for another attempt at the technique she wanted to master.
Patricia
The Yamazaki giant couldn't say he wasn't used to this type of reaction. He was practically raised to expect it. His father is a behemoth, his brother is - hell, even his mother is. He was never really sure (nor did he care much) where this gene came from, but he was thankful for it nonetheless. As a friend of him once noted; that makes it hard for him to sneak. And in Konjo-Okami's own way, he thought of it as more of a gift than a burden. 

You know, Samurai code and all...

His face remained as cold and still as a rock as he started at her blankly. "**It is alright. There is nothing to apologize for, I grew accustomed to such reactions. Cast this aside and let us focus on our training. I wish to train a technique called Disturbance Taijutsu. What about yourself?**" He inquired. As embarrassing as it was for her, Konjo-Okami didn't feel a hint of awkwardness. In fact, he didn't even consider it. His socially-inept nature often came as a blessing; especially in situations like this.
Renee
Kagayaki felt relieved he didn't take offense, sighing loudly in relief. She nodded excitedly as he told her the technique he wanted to learn and she tilted her head, "You'll have to explain it to me, I ain't great at Taijutsu..." She admitted, scratching the back of her neck.

"Mine is called Manipulated Shuriken Wire Binding. It's a long name I know, I didn't come up with it..." She explained, pulling out a stringed shuriken and extending it up and down like a yo-yo. 

"Basically I quickly set up several strings, and then by cutting one, the rest rearrange and trap my target - if that makes sense." She tried explaining, before shaking her head. "Let me try and show you." She walked towards the trees, throwing several shuriken in different directions and creating a net of strings.

She cut one of them, and the rest shifted positions, where there had been quite a bit of space, the wires stretched and gathered together. Had there been someone there, they might have gotten trapped. That is before the strings all fell down a few moments later. "Gah! Ignore that last part, but something like that."