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 Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 6:10 pm
This is where the ninja of Amegakure come to train and spar. It has everything a ninja could possibly need to train, including gym equipment, large trees and ponds for chakra control training, various underground caves out of the way of Amegakures constant rain for jutsu training. It even has a small medical station with a pair of chuunin level medic nin on hand to treat smaller wounds.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 7:13 pm
 Ajara stood in center of the training area. He didn't really have a genin squad just yet. Then again he didn't know when the kage was going to give him one. Only time will tell weather or not he will have one. From how things are going now. Ajara placed his hands in his pockets and smiled as he looked up at the sky and sighed. The rain here was something they had all got use to.
"Well sooner or later ill be training some genin."
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 5:11 pm
--{ Suki Narima }--  Chasing, running, it's so close!Suki sat by the medical station, a book in hand. She’d come down to the training grounds to see if there was anything she could do to help the chunnin medics that were working there, but it seemed like a pretty quiet day. The thump of the rain on the roof over the station was relatively louder than normal, but just like everyone else, she’d gotten used to the rain. Without anyone injured to worry about, the majority of her focus was on her book. She’d picked it up on her way over a s a means of avoiding conversation with anyone while she waited for something to do, but she was nearing the end and she was doing all she could to stay interested by it to avoid speaking with anyone. Normally the chunnin just ignored her being there, she didn’t do anything wrong, but she was still a gennin and really just a waste of space in the off chance there was an emergency situation. On a quiet day though, it was easy to just pass by her existence like she was absolutely unimportant, as they’d been doing since early that morning.
Just as she turned to the last page in her novel, one of the chunnin behind her gave her a light push off the chair she was in. She turned to stare at them abruptly, a hurt look in her eye before he waved his hand in an attempt to shoo her off. She got the message and nodded slightly, slipping the book under her arm and heading away from the medical station. It wasn’t particularly unusual, if she managed to get through an entire book without there being any incidents they’d usually push her to go get some training done or to go home. Because it was such a slow day and no one else seemed to be around she knew training would be a good idea, at least then she wouldn’t worry about making an idiot of herself. Suki was a medical shinobi, knowledge she was well aware of, but she was also very weak and considerably incapable as a regular shinobi outside the medic field. She was the type that had to work twice as hard just to match up to the lower end simply because of her size. That’s why she so fast though, because if she couldn’t keep up in skill and muscle, she intended to keep up in speed.
Not really sure how she wanted to train for the day, she decided on a jog around the grounds while she made up her mind about what to do. She waved a short good-bye to the chunnin before she started off at a steady pace, book tucked firmly under her arm. She’d find somewhere to put it later; there’d be a bench somewhere. She rounded a corner then headed along down some darker walks that were shadowed by buildings and the like. At one particular point it was so dark she could hardly see, so much so that she found closing her eyes to be easier than struggling in shadow. The unfortunate side to it, however, was she hadn’t realized when the shadows passed and there was enough light to see, after all, without glaring sunshine you don’t notice nearly as much when the shadows pass. Eyes closed, she hardly noticed she was barreling toward a jounin standing off with his hands in his pocket. As soon as she slipped on a mud puddle just a few feet off and slid right into him, it was easy to take notice.
Immediately, the small gennin scrambled to her feet and bowed her head apologetically. At least he hadn’t been hurt; he was a lot more solid than she was after all. She probably just felt like a feather running into someone like him, maybe he hadn’t even noticed. Oh, but her mother would be so upset, and big brother Akihiko wasn’t home to cover for her screw ups all the time. The best she could do was to apologize and hope this jounin wouldn’t be angry at her. ”I’m sorry! I didn’t see the puddle and I just slipped.” she bowed her head a little lower, trying to be as polite as possible. Others in their village would have been mean to her; they would have picked on her for her size or complained about how a little brat like her was wasting space by training so much when she wouldn’t amount to anything. Maybe, just maybe, this one wouldn’t be like that.The heart of the village is just ahead! --{ A Beating Heart }--
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2011 4:34 pm
Ajara looked at the small genin that was bowing down to him. Ajara just sighed it didn't seem right for her to be doing that. To Ajara the girl was a shinobi just like himself. Ajara placed his right hand on he head and slowly pulled her head up and said to her.
"You need not apologize for something you have no control over. You should train more. By the way what is you name young genin."
Ajara would then remove his hand from the young genin's head. Ajara was use to the rain and he actually liked it more than anything. Ajara placed his hands back into his pockets and waited for the young genin to speak.
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