Signature Attack: Whirling Blades!(Private)(no killing)

The young genin Yuumai was out practicing with his broad sword and spear out in the training area. He had recently headed out there just practicing his basic kenjutsu and taijutsu on dummies and targets set up across the field. He just continued practicing the basics of kenjutsu and taijutsu, the usual set of strategies. He had not seen anyone out in the fields with him today, and so he had no one to spar with. So he just continued slicing the heads off dummies and stabbing through targets, nothing to do but practice right now. He just practiced his boring old basics against non real enemies. This wasn’t realistic it was just target practice. What was he going to do? Just practice this the whole day through? He was going to stop eventually and just get ramen at the stall. Guess today would be just another boring day today.

The gentle wind blew gently across the dewy grass, the sun had fell for the night, while the moon sat crescant upon the sky. Clouds rolled across the sky, darkening it even further as Pendo ran towards the Training Grounds. He seemed to glide across the roof tops as he jumped from surface to surface with precision and speed. One wrong step could snap his ankle, but he kept his feet in the same order, placing each step in the same place he had jumped onto the last roof. Soon he came to the training grounds. He needed to train, and he liked to do it in peace and harmony.

No one was normally out this late, so he was very surprised when he spotted a young Genin practicing a move. He strolled over to the Genin, his foot in perfect unison as he stopped. "What are you doing out so late?" he asked the young ninja. 'Isn't there some sort of curfew?' he thought, but sadly there wasn't to his knowledge.

((Sorry for the short post. Lazy and haven't truly RPed in a while))

Yuumai stopped his move as he turned around to see a jounin. Yuumai did not hear him coming so he was surprised. The jounin asked him a question about curfew. Yuumai simply replied," No there isn't. I'm Yuumai, who are you?" Yuumai looked at him. Yuumai did not realize it had gotten so late, he'd been practicing for hours on his new signature move," Hey do you want to see my new move sensei?"

(sorry gotta cut this short! My DSI is dying.)