Mibu Niwa brushed her hair and sighed, "We'll talk... but not here. When they see through my decoy, you can bet my 'chaperones' will be here to interrogate you."<br/><br/>The young woman started to walk off, fully intent to let Jin-Ryu follow her as she climbed up the hill away from the bridge and onto the road proper. The genin had intended to find some source of entertainment, a thing desperately denied to her by the rigid limitations set in place by her two overbearing team mates. They found a nice little arcade and Niwa immediately cooed, "Oooh!" with enthusiasm.<br/><br/>She ran inside, and the place was loud and colorful, the myriad of booths each desperately advertising the burgeoning industry of video games. Shinobi Slayer II, Madara's Revenge, Knights of Gelel, and so on. "There's nothing like this back home." She told the young man, "Tanigakure's so boring! -and so crowded. It's small but so crowded, cramped in the valley..."<br/><br/>"I'd spend every afternoon in a place like this if I could." Niwa said with a sigh, "I don't even know if they have arcades in Tanigakure... Not like they let me leave the Mibu clan compound anyway."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Right. Right." Maki said, lowering her head and swatting her hand dismissively with a huff and a sigh, "Those are the principles. Let me... just take a minute."<br/><br/>The woman sat down on the ground like a sack of bricks. She took out from her pack a bento box of her own and a bottle of water. "The easiest way to understand how to escape rope bindings is to make them, to understand where the knots are strongest and where they are weakest."<br/><br/>She unscrewed the cap of her bottled water and took a deep drink, then looked around, "Ah... if there was some sand around, I could make a clone for you to practice on..." The Jounin sighed contemplatively.<br/><br/>"Maybe you'll get your wish after all." Maki murmured under her breath, shaking her head, "Genin tying up their Jounin..."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Y-yeah!" Kodoku said with a grin, slightly blushing. Teru stifled back a laugh, looking away from them until she eyed Shiromaru nibbling at her plate. "Hey!" She said, swatting at the oversized dog and planting her palms on the bar, growling at Shiromaru. The dog growled back, their faces getting quite close. Kodoku sighed, slightly embarrassed at the display.<br/><br/>"So, um, Azuki..." Kodoku began, "I, uh-"<br/><br/>Then Teru and Shiromaru started snapping their jaws at eachother, and took the fight to the ground. The owner of the sushi stall yelled out, "Hey! Hey, hey, no fighting! Get that dog out of here if you're gonna do that!"<br/><br/>By then, the young woman was on the ground... flat on her back with her hands and legs bent in the air. The universal dog signal for submitting, to which Shiromaru accepted with a cocky kind of grace. Finally fed up with all the noise, Kodoku closed his eyes and raised his voice, "I-I don't want any alcohol!"<br/><br/>Then his voice softened, "I want to make out with girls!" And his face turned beet red. Teru sprang to her feet with a sharp, "Ha!"