Ninja's Academy

[Blade]

Yujima Yamamoto cigarette filled the air with that recognizable smell. He pulled it out of his mouth and looked at the enrollment paper for SasukeNoYama Academy or Ninja's Mountain Academy. He burned a small cigarette hole in the paper. "Da**ed parents signing me up for this fu**ing school," he put out his cigarette in an ash tray, "it's not like I need any lessons for being a ninja".
"Yuji?" asks a familiar female voice. Noticing this, Yujima frantically locked his door.
"What the hell do you want mom?"
"I just came to tell you that-" she paused briefly and continued, "Have you been smoking again?"
"What does it matter to you?"
The doorknob was soon broken with a kunai knife, jimmying the lock, the door slammed open, knocking Yujima on his back.
"You are thirteen years old! This is a terrible thing to do a such a young age!" she yelled, giving a mental "wag of the finger" to Yujima. "Besides, your boat will be departing in a couple of hours, we need to leave for Port Nami now!".
Yujima sneered, his mother went to the car and left him to pack his bags, he packed his weapons, kunai's, and shruikens. He put his large shruiken, which he collapsed the blades over each other in a turning fashion, on his back. As well, he sneaked his cigarettes in a hidden pocket in his duffel bag.
"Come on Yuji! Let's go!" His mother demanded.
Yujima regretfully slumped to the car.
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As they approached the dock, they came upon hundreds of ninjas and their parents grieving and giving they're respective good-byes. Yujima looked at his mom as they got out of the car, "Come on mom, don't do this to me..." he informed.
"Hey, let it be me or your father" she pointed out.
Yujima realized this and gave his mother a hug.
"Good, now get your stuff and get on that da** boat"
Yujima nodded and walked off without saying a word. He showed the boat checker his enrollment papers and the man let him on the large boat.
The boat isn't real classy looking, but it does have a large seating area. He sat in the upper levels and went to reach for his cigarettes, 'Not now...' he thought, instead, he stared out the window looking at the setting horizon.

[Caelen]

From his perch on the top of the boat, a blonde-haired cat-boy looked down on the recent arrivals. Curiosity got him staring at a peculiar boy that had seemed reluctant to board the boat. Wondering what could possibly make a person not want to go to the ninja academy, he watched the boy intently. He saw the boy reach for something, but apparently decide against it. Letting his curiosity finally win out, he jumped down and landed about five feet in front of the boy with a soft pat. Staying crouched, the cat-boy stared at the boy.

[polychief]

"HEY YOU! GET BACK HERE!" yelled the chef as a red-haired boy shot out of the boats kitchen with a case of snacks. "IT IS NOT LUNCH TIME KID! WAIT A FEW HOURS GOD DA**" he yelled as he chased after the boy. The kid took a turn that headed into a dead-end. The chef turned the corner and yelled "HA! GOTCH-" but the boy wasn't there. Looking startled and angered the chef grumbled angrily as he headed back to the kitchen. Once he was safely out of sight the boy dropped down from the cealing with an accomplished smile on his face. "Too easy" he said as he walked up the corridor to get outside.

The boy had brownish-red hair and red eyes. He was wearing a white button-down shirt with a striped blue and black tie, blue jeans and a black arm-band on his right hand. He also had a medium-sized katana hanging on his waist.

When he got outside he saw a boy sitting in the seating area with what seemed to be cigarettes
in his pocket. Yuri walked to the boy and said "I'll trade you some of this snack food for one of those." pointing to the cigarettes in the boy's pocket.

[Caelen]

The cat-boy looked back and forth between the two red-haired boys. How could someone just walk up and speak without introductions? He waited to see what would happen. Afterwards, he stood and bowed to both of them. "I am Hiroshi Masuyo. I haven't seen either of you around before. Are you new students?"

[Airkshil]

As Sugar Namune approached the crowded dock, she was astounded by the sheer number of people. Living on a farm her entire life had sheltered her from crowds. She had on a red dress, which was quite a bit lighter than her hair. It was either that or grubby work clothes. Standing out was unavoidable here so she might as well make a decent impression. She held one thing in either hand. One was the bag of her things, with plenty of room to spare, and the other held her enrollment papers.

Deciding that the "crowd", the word was still new to her, was not going to break anytime before the ship left, Sugar began blazing a path through the mass of people. Being surrounded on all sides reminded her of home for some reason. It hadn't been cramped quarters, but neither was it exactly spacious. Maybe she was just a little homesick. It had been three days since she left after all.

Come to think of it, she was dead on her feet. Sugar just couldn't bring herself to sleep more than a couple hours on the road from excitement for what she might find at the port. It didn't help matters any that she had had to walk. Her mother didn't own a car, mostly because she'd had no use for one until now.

Breaking through to the opposite side of where she'd been before, Sugar began to take a deep breath that seemed impossible will in the midst of the crowd. Until she saw the ship. Any air in her lungs was immediately released.

Slack-jawed and winded, she stared at it for a good minute or two. It was amazing. She knew it would be big, but she never imagined it would be like this.

Managing to pry herself away from staring, Like a fool Sugar thought angrily, she showed the man checking passes hers and walked aboard. Not knowing where she was going, she walked around looking for a place to sit. Eventually she found one with only three boys in it. One staring out the window, another watching him curiously, and another offering a trade for something. It will have to do she thought and plopped down unceremoniously in the nearest chair, laying her head back in blissful relaxation for the first time in three days.

[polychief]

Yuri, still waiting for the boy to answer, looked around him. A blonde boy was bowing to him and the guy he was trying to get a cig from. And a girl had just walked into the compartment and sat down quietly. Seeing that the boy wasn't going to answer soon, he decided to introduce himself. " hey all, I'm Yuri, and i just snatched these from the kitchen downstairs. If any of you have anything worth while to trade like those smokes this kid has," he pointed at the other red-haired boy, "ill be willing to trade it for some of these. But you my lady," Yuri said smiling at the girl who just sat down. "you can have one for free." he winked and handed the girl a snack bag.

he thought to himself that this was gonna be a pretty fun year.....

[Blade]

Yujima still intently stared out the window looking at the horizon, he could stare at something so meaningless for hours on end, just thinking. 'When I heard that I would be dropping out of middle school,' He began to think, blocking out all ambient noises, 'I thought that there was a change of heart when my dad told me, but then he just had to say those two da**ed words...'. His mental monologue was cut-off and continued out loud in a whisper, "Ninja Academy". With Yujima now aware of his surroundings, he turned his attention to the boy who wanted one of his cigarettes, not being able to turn down a snack, he took one out and put it between his index and middle finger, then opened his palm up like he was expecting something with that same hand.
"Be stealthy when using it, we're not suppose to even have these with us anyways," He informed, still looking out the window, "Chips will be fine". As he continued looking out the window, he noticed the cat-boy and the red-headed girl near him in the faint reflection. 'What a show,' He thought with a smirk 'I guess they really are scraping the bottom of the barrel with today's ninjas...'.

[polychief]

Putting the cigarette in his pocket and the box of snacks down under his seat, he sat in the seat next to the cat-boy. "Masuyo huh? Ya i'm new here, mom just told me yesterday i would be coming. Didn't know what to think but i spose its not that bad. By the way you got anything you have i might want to trade for?" said Yuri munching on his chips.

[Airkshil]

Sugar was trying to be as far-removed from the conversation as possible. Insofar as she could tell, this was not the group to get involved with. One had snuck cigarettes, filthy things, aboard and the other, Yuri he had called himself, had pilfered a box of snacks and she didn't think they were trying very hard not to be caught. The cat-boy seemed alright so far, but he hadn't said much yet.

Not feeling hungry at the moment, Sugar set the snack in the seat next to her, not sure she would be taking it back anytime soon. She was glad to be sitting away from cigarette-boy over there, he probably stank. "I'm pretty sure everyone on this boat is new. Minus the adults."

Still laying her head back, Sugar closed her eyes. It felt so good to relax, just to sit down and not do anything else. She began to wonder what... Wait. Had she just spoken? Oh, crap.

[polychief]

Yuri looked over at the quiet girl who had just said something. Seeing that she had rejected his snacks he tried to start a conversation. "Really? Hm, some of the kids on here look older than us." he said munching on his chips.

"by the way, whats your name?" he asked her.

[Airkshil]

Eyes open and head up now, Sugar considered lying about her name. Not for the first time, she decided against it. Yuri would find out sooner or later. Pursing her lips as she spoke, she answered, "My name is Sugar Namune. And no, I'm not kidding."

It seemed odd to Sugar that people thought she was trying to bluff her way past her name. If I was lying, why would I choose such an obvious deception? The thought was one she commonly sent through her head, just because she liked to think others were at fault for her name. She knew that wasn't true, no matter how good it felt.

Hands needing an occupation, her dress seemed to magically grow invisible wrinkles to smooth out. Sighing as she continued, "Some look older than they are, and others probably younger. In the end, it only really matters how long it took their bodies to look that way."

[Blade]

Yujima took the chips and opened them, the smell of sour cream and onion plumed around him. He took a bit of one chip and, at that moment, the boat began to depart, and the sound of parents, from the grieving ones to the relieved ones, cried out their respective good-byes and "bon voyage"s. Yujima, now with nothing to do but talk to somebody, he turned his head toward the awkward-looking girl and the ladies man. He smirked a bit, 'What a fool, he came here to become a better ninja not get laid'. He sighed a bit, knowing he's not good with other people, but he needed something to do. He stood up and walked over to the other aisle (OOC: Sorry Airk, don't know where you are sitting, but I do know you are away from the stinky person XD) and sat directly behind the girl.
"Hey," he started, trying to maintain his composure but coming off more human than before, "So what do you all specialize in? Pardon the breath, I only smoke when I'm nervous or gambling". He almost laughed at what a character he was, making it seem like the girl had any talents.

(OOC: I want to make this very clear, anything I say as in this RP is strictly the views of that character and that character's narrator)

[Airkshil]

(OOC: Whatever works man. ;D)

Sour cream and onions mixed with cigarettes. Not a good combination in Sugar's eyes. Wrinkling her nose at the smell and recoiling a little bit, she began to ponder what the boy, the one with the cigarettes, had asked her. A puzzled look emerged onto her face. Were they already expected to know that before they got to the academy?

"I...I guess I'd have to say magic. Using magic from afar seemed so much easier than battering at people with weapons she didn't know how to use. Plus, she wasn't sure she could bring herself to actually hurt someone with a tool. Tools were meant to do and make things, not hurt people. A slight blush tinged her cheeks. D***her meekness.

"And what about you mister cigarette-breath? What's your specialty?"

[Blade]

Yujima smirked at her question, he had been waiting for someone to ask him this. As he ego swelled when he sat back in his chair, he grabbed a standard-issue shruiken, and showed it to the girl, showing her that there were no tricks in this demonstration. He got up and sat one row back, he turned back to the girl and threw at a great speed, directly at her forehead, but, it stopped a mere inch before contact. Keeping the star's position, he went to seat beforehand.
"As you can see," He commented, grabbing the floating shruiken, "I specialize in weaponry, since I am from the factory district, we are taught how to minipulate weapons of steel and iron". He smiled and put the weapon back in it's case. He continued, "There are some limits though, I can not manipulate weapons that do not belong to me, but, if I give you one of my weapons without officially handing it down to you, I can control it however I wish".
Yujima wasn't impressed by the magic skill the little girl had, he thought magic was dumb and for cheap shots who don't want to be killed in the frontlines. Though he does occasionally use magic himself, he only likes to use it with his weapons.

[Airkshil]

Eyes widened, Sugar had to force herself to be calm, and not to yell at the boy. He hadn't even given her a warning! Truth be told, she was a little impressed. But that wasn't an excuse, in the least! It was uncalled for and rude.

Deciding she didn't like the boy, Sugar gave a "Show off." under her breath as she sat back down in her seat and readjusted her skirts again; this time for a reason. "What's your name anyway? she called over her shoulder.