Nelson
[This is now  ]

With the tournament just on the horizon, Miku was more than a bit nervous about her chances of succeeding against the other genin. That being the case, she'd requested the guidance of a chunin in training her reflexes. She was extremely confident in her swordplay, but she felt like her reflexes in general were still lacking. She had no idea who they'd be sending, but was very much looking forward to working with whomever it was. She waited patiently at the training grounds, her sword sheathed on her hip and her armor on.
Anna
Azami knew the founders Tournament was coming up soon, so she wasn't surprised at all when the chakra signature she found in the training grounds of all places turned out to be a genin, though she could tell she didn't know them personally, she still gladly smiled. After taking a second she spoke up.

"Anything need help with specifically Aburame-chan?" She offered firstly. Already knowing her name clearly, or maybe she just guess from her appearance, before adding on, "Tonaki Azami of the preditor unit by the way!" Tacking on her introduction to be polite. "But just Azami is fine." She smiled.
Nelson
One of the first things that Azami would no doubt notice about the genin was a large burn scar across her throat, hidden only slightly under her armor. After she had finished with her introduction, Miku would give her a deep bow and simultaneously release a cloud of fireflies from under her armor. She made no sounds herself, but they would quickly go to work making words in the air for her to read. 

*"Greetings, Tonaki-sama. Thank you for agreeing to help with my training. I am Miku Aburame. I was looking to hone my reflexes."* Miku, a self-proclaimed samurai, always stuck to the ideal of showing the proper respect to one's superiors.
Anna
Ah, silent then? It was very interesting the way she spoke, or well, didn't speak, it was creative in a way and Azami found herself easily going alone with it, getting use to it quickly, then again, unlike her mother she wasn't one o get caught up on finer details. 

"It's no problem, reflexed then hm?" The predator unit member raised a hand to her chin and seemed to ponder for a few moments before turning back too the genin and smiling, reaching behind her she pulled out a tanto and twirled it in her hand. "I dont have my normal weapon but this will do for now, I want you to dodge like i'm aiming to kill you ok? I doubt it'll do anything but bump off your armour with the lack on enhancement, but," She lit it up with intensely sharp wind chakra, that could easily slice through the girls armour if she waned too. "Remember i can with ever hit, it'll give you a push to get better." The chakra fell away and Azami got into a stance, raising the tanto up.

"Ready?"
Nelson
Miku listened intently to Azami's training idea. It was a good idea, all in all. There was no better way to train reflexes than to dodge incoming attacks. She was also eager to see the chunin's skills in action. She settled into a defensive stance, removing the hand from the hilt of her sword. At Azami's question, she'd give the chunin a singular nod in response. She was as ready as she'd ever be. She planned in her head to attempt an duck over the first attack, but no doubt Azami would probably predict that.
Anna
Azami watch the girl carefully for every movement she went through, carefully seeing and checking what the Aburame would do. The woman almost laughed when the girl attempted to duck the first attack, switching her upwards slash with a downwards stab, likely forcing the Genin to move backwards or take the hit. 

"Ducking for a slash is the most predictable move to do, even more so if you arent quick enough." She moved again to quickly tilt the blade back up and push forward, closing a gap to see what the genin would attempt to do to dodge.
Nelson
Miku stepped backwards, only barely managing to avoid the strike. Azami was right, that was too predicatable of a move and it shamed Miku to have even attempt it. Seeing the next attack coming, Miku would once again lunge to the side. The key to dodging the chunin's attacks, it seemed, was to get out of range of the tanto. She took a few steps back, making sure she was just slightly out of range of her strikes. She watched carefully, waiting for the next attack.
Anna
The genin seemed to be catching on quite quickly which made Azami smile lightly as she was forced to moved forwards to close the distance. "Make sure you never end up backing yourself into a corner." She instructed, mostly in curtsey then need, since backing someone into a corner in such a wide space was almost impassible, still, people tended to forget to check when dodging. 

Closing the gap instead off slashing upwards she dropped into a crouch to swipe at the genins legs before pushing herself up again and slashing towards her middle. "Be ready for any angle of attack."
Nelson
Miku listened intently, nodding along with her advice. She was learning quite a bit from their spar, even if they'd only been going at it for a little while now. She was aware that even though the corner advice didn't work here, it was still a very good teaching. Lost in her thoughts, Miku was taken completely unaware by the chunin's next attack and was sent crashing onto her behind, the tanto thunking across her chest piece. Her fireflies quickly went to work communicating for her once again as she said, 

*"That was a good move, I'll remember that one."*
Anna
Azami broke into a grin and slid the Tanto back into it's holder easily, reaching a hand down to help the girl back to her feet before taking a few steps back and nodding. She was a little sad to have to cut this short, but hopefully it had at least been helpful. Shooting her one last smile she rose a hand to wave.

"Do, it's a good one. I'm sorry to cut this short but i have a few errands to run," If errands meant helping her mother decorate and likely standing in place holding things for a solid four hours. "It's been nice though, good luck in future training." She stated genuinely, before giving her one last wave, and leaving, turning on her heel in a slight spin and leaving the grounds.