<strong>Chisoyo Sarada ~ Day One ~ 8:03 A.M. ~ Seretei: North Gate</strong><br/><br/>Chisoyo hadn't seen Captain Ihabara for a few days now. Honestly it started playing on her nerves but she figured he'd still been holed up in his office working on some sort of technological gadgetry that she could take on a field test. Regardless she had her own matters to attend to. Chisoyo pushed through the gates insistant on getting her daily training in early so she could have spare time to make house calls. No matter how many times she visited Seretei, it always astonished her how the walls sapped her of her energy. "Now, where to begin?" Chisoyo wanted nothing more than to develope her own formal style of swordsmanship. Chisoyo gripped the hilt of her katana which happened to be tucked away safely on the sheath attached appropriately alongst her lower back.<br/><br/>She drew her blade with her right hand, placing her left foot forward while shifting her body to stand firmly behind it. Blades were nothing like bows which was the very reason she had so much difficulty discovering a proper stance. Not to mention her defensive personality found it hypocritical to adopt an offensive take. She would start simple, vertical slashing. As Chisoyo proceeded not only did she notice that her strikes lacked strength, her footwork was clumsy. "I'll never get the hang of such a dull weapon. A bow and arrow is far more efficient." she griped as she looked to the sky. Birds chirped happily overhead as if singing song of praise. "At least someone is feeling cheery today." As Chisoyo followed the birds with her eyes, she could see a figure in the distance on the rooftop. Chisoyo raised a brow in a suspicious manner and she jumping onto the rooftop to discover just who it could have been.