Catherine
*Click.*

Resonating, echoing, earthshaking, the blade's voice chimed as it found itself sheathed... Or so he hoped. Jin let out a quiet sigh, a discontent stare peering down at his hand, which he slowly relaxed with disappointment. That chime, that swift, clean wail of the blade as it entered the sheath with a simple, flowing motion — it evaded him. There was little he could really *Do* With it, with his lackluster training, but the *Feeling*, the *Sound,* The *Mere idea* Of pulling it off made his body tremble with anticipation. How it would grace his trained ears, the angelic choir of a blade cleanly landing in its sheath with a single, massive *Click.*

...As he thought of the sensation, the sound, he found himself interrupted by footsteps gently tapping, a sound steadily encroaching as he turned his head to face it.
Annie
Having been practicing his stealth, he was a bit disappointed when the other genin turned around to face him. "Aw, okay... I'm two for two." The genin yawned, keeping track of how many people he had followed that hadn't noticed him. A few incompetent chunin who hadn't bothered to train their awareness, and one of the few jonin just so he could have a bit of a challenge; the jonin noticed him immediately. "Hiya, shawty." He said ironically as he looked up at the abnormally tall genin. "I see yer' doin a bit of sword training, mmm? Seeing as we both got weapons..." He said, pointing to the shortbow on his back, "How about we help each other out? Scratch your back, you scratch mine kinda dealio." He said, a smug smile encroached on his face. His eyes were so squinted it was hard to tell if they were open.
Catherine
Jin looked down at his sword, raising it slightly to look at it closely. Looking back up at Atsushi, he holstered the weapon onto his side and crossed his arms. His expression relaxed at his fellow genin, a charming, relaxed smile coiling onto his face. 

"Sure — but I don't see a giant like you reaching my back," He joked, leaning back on a nearby wall and peeking up at the shining, oppressive sun. It was bright, but the heat didn't bother him. "But a bow? What do you need, target practice on me?"
Annie
His eyes widened. Did someone just... Run along with his joke? "Oh, I *Like* You." He said, his mouth forming into a cat like smile, before reaching over to the genin and reaching up, placing his hand on his shoulder. "We'll make a great duo, friend. You can slice em, and I can shoot out their knee caps." The genin said to the Takano. "Shochune Atsushi, is the name, the stage is my game. But yeah," He said, removing his hand. "I need a target to practice on. Preferably something moving. Like you. Specifically you." He said, still smiling that same cat-like smile.
Catherine
Jin lets out a gentle sigh, a patient smile still on his face despite him pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head at the mere idea. Getting hit with arrows didn't necessarily sound fun, but he couldn't deny the usefulness of the practice, especially if Atsushi could aim well enough to make it rigorous.
"Alright, then. You can fire arrows off at me. I'll do my best to be a good target, if you've got good enough aim to warrant this being some good dodging practice," He agrees, before extending his hand out to offer Atsushi a shake. "If we're doing introductions, then I'm Takano Jinsei, but just call me Jin."