[Thread] Hit me, baby, one more time~ [Open to: Kiba, Tenten, anybody who wants to spectate 8D]
Who: Tenten and Kiba
Where: Assault Course 3
When: 10:30am, Sunday October 6th, 2058
What: Tenten finally gets a volunteer for live-action target practice! :3
Notes: 8D
Okay, so maybe this wouldn't be the best idea he'd ever had. Having now spent a bit of time on Tenten's team, Kiba had a slightly better idea of what she was capable of; as if it wasn't bad enough that she could pull weaponry and maybe steak from thin air, apparently she was a dead aim, too. Stretching his arms and legs out thoroughly, Kiba grinned savagely.
That just made her a perfect training buddy, really.
It really wasn't often he got a workout equivalent to what he was used to back in Mist, especially now that Suigetsu was his team leader. Kiba wouldn't have been surprised at all if the older guy was deliberately keeping him down. Oh, well. Running about for an hour or so while he tried to dodge all of Tenten's attacks ought to boost him back up again.
"Yo," he greeted her without turning, ears - as always - attuned to every single damn sound within this equally-damned place. At his side Akamaru whined petulantly, and Kiba bent to give him an apologetic scratch: the dog was sitting out the festivities for today, at least until his pack Alpha had a better handle on what exactly they'd be going up against in the form of the supersniper from Rain. Call him sappy, Kiba didn't want his baby best friend hurt.
Where: Assault Course 3
When: 10:30am, Sunday October 6th, 2058
What: Tenten finally gets a volunteer for live-action target practice! :3
Notes: 8D
Okay, so maybe this wouldn't be the best idea he'd ever had. Having now spent a bit of time on Tenten's team, Kiba had a slightly better idea of what she was capable of; as if it wasn't bad enough that she could pull weaponry and maybe steak from thin air, apparently she was a dead aim, too. Stretching his arms and legs out thoroughly, Kiba grinned savagely.
That just made her a perfect training buddy, really.
It really wasn't often he got a workout equivalent to what he was used to back in Mist, especially now that Suigetsu was his team leader. Kiba wouldn't have been surprised at all if the older guy was deliberately keeping him down. Oh, well. Running about for an hour or so while he tried to dodge all of Tenten's attacks ought to boost him back up again.
"Yo," he greeted her without turning, ears - as always - attuned to every single damn sound within this equally-damned place. At his side Akamaru whined petulantly, and Kiba bent to give him an apologetic scratch: the dog was sitting out the festivities for today, at least until his pack Alpha had a better handle on what exactly they'd be going up against in the form of the supersniper from Rain. Call him sappy, Kiba didn't want his baby best friend hurt.