Shinn and Mokoru... came the thoughts as Vance watched the friendly girl dash off somewhere. He remained silent and shifted his attention back to his new party. That's strange... My groupd only has three people, but others have four... I suppose the number of students who pass can't always be even... His thoughts dwelled on his new allies, and he turned to go to the town square: where they were supposed to meet. Strangely, there had been no sensei written down for his group; he assumed one would be presented later, but it still troubled him. His sensei would be an elite jounin, and Vance hoped for a strict one at that. I didn't come here to be babied by my instructors. I came here be strong, so I'll take whatever they throw at me. Determination covered his face as he walked through the village.
The streets were simple, packed dirt, and the building were varied from all sizes. Brightly colored signs occasionally caught his eye, and the bright blue sky hinted at smooth sailing to come. But Vance knew better. This training would not be easy; he didn't want it to be. He wanted to be pushed to his limit and then pushed more. In his mind, the crisp sky was a false foretelling which he did not intend to listen to. The mountains in the distance took on a pale blue color as Vance arrived at the meeting grounds. A lone bench stood in the utmost center of the area, and he immediately took a seat. It was quaint bench, simplistic in design, made merely of wood. But it was sturdy, and he felt that he could trust it to support him while he waited. Closing his eyes, he awaited his party in meditating silence.
A cracking noise caught his ear, and his eyes burst open, but it was too late. The bench gave way beneath him, and he crashed to the ground amongst the heap of splintered wood. Sharp pain caressed his arms in multiple places, and he cringed. Cheeks reddening, Vance leapt to his feet and tried to avoid looking at the laughing faces that surrounded him. The pain from the tiny, wooden slivers protruding out of his flesh vanished, replaced by anger. His fist clenched and he dropped to the ground with crossed legs.
((OOC: btw, is anybody playing the instructing jounin? And I left out Heartless Key because he said he wasn't Genin...))