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Hirihi managed to get the boses opened with no problem, and she began to sort throught he paperwork with a quick passing glance over the contents and confirming them with the actual sent supplies. The listing was very small print, listing off about 500 different scrolls that had been sent. How the hell had this woman moved these boxes over here? When Hirihi had tried to even nudge the box in a different direction, it remained in place without any indiciation it had been touched. Beginning to sort the scrolls first, she would gather all of the scrolls in piles and place them in their individual compartments on the shelf. Each spot was just big enough to fit one scroll and nothing more.

They were numbered rather oddly, and she could tell the age of them just by how faded and graying some of the edges of the paper were. Being careful not to accidentally tear any of the different scrolls taht she pulled out, she would slowly work through all of the scrolls at a rather fast pace. Occasionally, just to screw with the older woman who stared watching, she would occasionally flicker forward just to see if the woman would say anything in response. Ms. Shikula would say nothing, and would only check on her progress every hour or so.

Within about 3 hours of work, she had all of the scrolls put into their individual compartments on the shelf. She took a moment to reverify the llist, turning to walk up to Ms. Shikula as she carried the list in hand. 500 scrolls sorted into their numbered compartments. It was like those little toddler games theat require you to put the shapes in their respective holes, it was mind-numbing. "The scrolls have all been put away if you want to check them yourselves." Hirihi said, handing the paperwork to the elderly woman and turning around. Now setting to the much larger boxes that contained the books, she began opening them to find the paperwork that would have the master listing on what was sent to the library.

As Ms. Shikula came over to check the shelves, she would occasionally grumble and change a few of the scrolls between their spots to where they should have gone. It was a simple mistake. Seeing a 2 as a 3, or seeing something that was handwritten wrong. "Stupid shinobi. Can produce fire out thar ass and can't sort damn scrolls." The woman said, Hirihi forcing herself not to respond as she looked over the master list on the books that had been sent. There was enough here to match the same 500 scrolls taht had been sent. It seemed they were all just duplicates in two formats, leaving the option for anyone to review them in te old scroll fashion, or to read them from the book format. How annoying.

Hirihi would wait patiently for him to undo the technique. As she waited, all she could feel was a hatred building up in her stomach for the man. He knew that she stood no honest chance against her. Why use such a definitively big move against her? He was nothing more than a show off, and she was tempted to speak to the Kage to have him change from her roster. She would hear him utter the lone statement, and her mind would light on fire with anger. He may have been her team leader, but he was going to die now. Struggling and pulling herself through the snakes as fast as she could manage, she would take a few minutes to get herself free of the pile of snakes.

Once she was free of the snakes, able to breathe without having to feel the snakes pressing their weight down against her, she looked around the area for a brief moment to see if he was still around. Figures... She thought to herself. He was afraid that she was going to be furious and he fled. Or, he just liked to piss off people. Looking back at the pile of snakes, she wondered how she could've been able to avoid the attack better. She knew that there were people in the world that had learned how to use their chakra to give themselves a boost in their movement. Thinking on this a moment, she remembered how the chakra gates worked. You opened up the different gates that held your chakra flow and the resulting charge would allow you to become stronger, faster, and much more deadly.

So, if all she had to do was use her chakra to basically supercharge her muscles, she could easily do something to move at that kind of speed. Because it was something that didn't require a molding of the chakra into a specific form, she didn't see the need in performing handseals. Focusing her thoughts on the idea of the technique, she used her anger from the previous attack and let loose a torrent of chakra into her legs. The resulting movement after charging her muscles with the chakra was a very strange sensation. One second, she was standing still. The next moment she was standing two feet closer to the pile of snakes.

Raising a brow, she grinned and thought on how best to train this particular technique. Standing exactly ten meters away from the pile of snakes, she prepped herself just as she had before, but this time, she focused more on just the chakra usage than her anger. Once she felt the same feeling of time slowing down and her body speeding up, Hirihi Moved rapidly forward as far as the chakra would let her go. With her body immediately slowing, she stood exactly ten meters in front of where she had previously been. Staring forward at the large pile of snakes, Hirihi grinned. That was how she was going to avoid the snakes next time. She was going to use this high speed movement to give herself distance from it. If she trained it enough, she'd be able to do it multiple times with her chakra control being a bit higher than before. THis would also prove useful for those situations where she was definitely out of her league.

Taking her kunai from the ground where she had thrown it before, she pocketed the unbroken item and left the park. She had things to do and she was tired of looking at those damn snakes.

Hirihi was thankful once the woman had finished everything that she had felt was important to bring up. Somehow, though, she didn't feel the importance of something as stupid as a child's birthday and birth stone. She especially didn't see the importance of knowing that the child had taken 20 hours to birth. Unnecessary information, but she didn't want to interrupt the woman. The last thing she needed was a complaint from the Kage on her treatment towards the civilians of the village. Seeing the woman off at the door, Hirihi would close the door as quietly as she could manage. Taking a seat on the cushioned mat in the living room area, she sat and closed her eyes.

As she sat like this, she paid attention to the noises of the house, the sounds outside, and tried to discern the important information from what she assumed would not be necessary. It wasn't a hard task to do. The child was still breast feeding, so she had some bottles in the refrigerator. She had just gotten over a cold, so it was likely she was be a bit irritable. The basics that any babysitter should know about a child. Her thoughts were interrupted as poor Claire would begin to stir and cry in the bedroom. Standing up, Hirihi walked down the hallway and into the bedroom where Claire lay fussing.

Leaning over the crib, Hirihi was able to get a much closer glance at the child. Claire was a beautiful child, and she had the same black hair as her mother. Her eyes must have came from her father, though, as she had deep blue eyes that were hard to look away from. Picking up the little girl, she held her against her shoulder and lightly rocked her as Hirihi walked out of the small bedroom. "Fussy little thing." She said, grinning as she walked her into the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle from the refrigerator, she set it on the counter and repositioned the fussing Claire in her arms so that it would be easier to feed her. "Shhh, don't worry. I'll get it in a second." Hirihi said, Claire quieting a bit as she would be spoken directly to.

Taking the bottle and positioning it near her mouth, Claire would reach out and grab hold of it, beginning to drink the milk and quiet down. Using her free hand to lightly hold the bottle as support, she would take a seat and keep the baby cradled in her arms. In this kind of a position, most girls would assume that this was something that they wanted. Hirihi found that this was NOT the lifestyle that she would choose for herself. It was probably why she didn't find any interest in a lot of the men she had worked along side on missions. Her father didn't help her anxiety much, though, always reminding her that there were always complications in a marriage, as well as in child birth. It was how she had lost her mother, after all.

Hirihi would find herself in a tight spot where she wouldn't be able to do anything. The fireballs would do nothing to the large wave of snakes that would appear out of his mouth. The wave would come close to her and things would seem to slow down for her as she tried to think of any way to evade the attack. It was too large to run from, to wide to run around, and the idea of running through it would prove pointless. This would be where she knew she was at the end of the fight. She was outmatched, and she was definitely out of her league. She had tried, though, and all she had wanted to do was prove that she wasn't a push over. It was hard to beat a Chuunin that knew what he was doing, though.

Not even attempting to dodge the large waves of snakes that were coming at her, she raised her hands and released the chakra that had gathered in her hand. Covering her face, her upper arms blocking part of her upper torso, the wave of snakes would hit her and cause her to fall back. She was being smothered in the large pile of snakes. They were slimy, slightly,a nd their bodies felt strange against her skin. It was especially cold, as well, being buried in the pile of snakes from his attack.

Using the space that she had, she tried to keep her breathing calm as she looked up for some kind of light. There was definitely no light at the end of this particular tunnel for her. She'd have to admit defeat with nothing left to her but the utter shame of defeat. She had to admit, though, she was definitely proud she had lasted as long as she had. This guy was just an ass. That's the one thought that she kept trying to tell herself. He was just an ass with nothing better to do than humiliate her. Maybe there would be some powerful lesson at the end of this, but she wasn't seeing it. A technique of this rank was definitely far out of her league.

"You win, alright?!" She shouted, hoping that he could hear her through the barrage of snakes. As she lay in the pile of snakes, she wondered if maybe there could have been a way for her to avoid the attack. If there had been a way, there was something she wasn't obviously seeing. All her techniques were rooted in healing. She was just beginning to expand into a more attack oriented style. His training wasn't doing her much good, though, as she found herself unable to do much against him. She'd remember how he fought, though, and find holes in his attack strategy. This wasn't over...

Hirihi was definitely not prepared for the arm that would latch out and grab hold of her wrist as she would be forming the technique to do her fireballs. His grip was much stronger than her own, and she was fairly certain that there was little that she could do at this particular junction. If she had the use of both of her hands, she'd chakra scalpel the hell out of his arm at that point. Otherwise, she was probably going to be in for a rather nasty ride here in a minute. Using her left hand to reach into her pack, she moved fast to grab a kunai and stab the hand that was gripping her so tightly.

He may have had limbs that could stretch a long distance, but they would still feel the same pain at any distance. If he would grit and bare through the pain, she would twist the kunai to drive it deeper into his flesh, until it was poking through and threatening to stab her instead. If he would let go of her wrist, she would jump five meters back and prepare her tonfas into her hands and keep an eye glued on the hand and an eye glued on the main body as well as the rest of his limbs.

She was probably going to lose no matter what she did, but she was going to leave an impression on this man today. She was going to let him know that she wasn't afraid of him, and she was going to prove that she could hold her own in a fight. She wasn't doing bad so far, but she was beginning to feel as if maybe she was a bit wrong about that. Regardless of how the battle would go, she would feel a bit of desperation clinging to the back of her mind and making her decisions a bit more hasty.

She was likely not going to be able to perform any of her techniques up to that point. Her handseals wouldn't be fast enough to match the speed of that arm of his. Speaking if she was able to get loose of his arm, she would begin lunging at him with her tonfa in hand, deciding that being farther away was making her attacks horribly weak. She'd only do well in close up combat. She made sure that the path she took arced in such a way that she could keep an eye on the hand behind her, as well as on the main body, just in case he decided to stretch anymore of those limbs of his.

Hirihi would watch him as he moved in the creepy manner of stretching his limbs to move, preparing herself for her own version of an attack. He was proving to be something of a nuisance, making her hard pressed to build up her abilities as a shinobi, as well as defensive abilities. As he would be raising his arms, she would be rifling through handseals once more, she would throw her palms forward in a second attempt to throw the katon attack in his direction once more. As she would throw it, the fireballs would be a lot better formed this time around. They wouldn't fly very far, but they would do just what she needed them to do to progress.

In the instant that she threw her own fireballs, he would launch what appeared to be snakes at her. Oh shit! She would say as she barely would be able to see the snakes coming in her direction. They moved dramatically fast, and she barely had a chance to duck and dodge to avoid the projectiles. Because they moved as fast as they did, she wasn't able to completely dodge the snakes as they came at her. The snakes would cut through the shoulder of her shirt and leave a nice set of cuts on her shoulders. They would instantly bleed and surge pain through her, but she was glad it was something that wasn't as bad as it could have been.

"Now you are trying to kill me, aren't you?!" She shouted at him as she rose to her feet. Pressing her hands together and molding another set of handseals, she would breath a large cloud of toxic gas that she was able to hide in as she thought of her next move. He was going to pay for what he had done. Grabbing a kunai from her pouch, she threw the kunai as hard as she could manage through the mist, hoping that the cover of the poison mist would giver her a bit of leeway on getting the kunai close enough to strike.

As she waited, she thought on her next move. I doubt I can move faster than him, but I wonder if the poison cloud would have any effect on him. SHe wasn't sure if it would, but it something definitely worth trying. It wasn't something that she couldn't easily dispel with her own abilities either. Getting close to him wouldn't be something that she could easily manage, though, so she would have to stick to the long distance fighting. maybe perfect this fireball technique a little more.

Hirihi would turn her attention to the man that would approach. With the wave of purple colored breath long dissipated, she would examine him from top to bottom, as if sizing him up. She wasn't sure what to make of the man, but he had a look on his face that made her skin crawl. He seemed like he really didn't WANT to be there. She could understand being a new shinobi to the team and all, but it wasn't right to just assume she couldn't do anything of value. Of course, this was all just her own assumptions.

He immediately would begin to stretch his arms out in a rather precarious manner. His body was, obviously, under a ninjutsu that allowed for elasticity. If he hurt himself doing it, she wouldn't feel bad. At least she was a medic, though, and she'd be able to help if it was necessary. "We shall." She said, making sure there was a good enough distance between the two. "Just so you are aware, I'm practicing with poison techniques, so be careful, alright?" She said, giving him a cheerful smile as she would begin to rifle through the series of handseals and turn her attention back to her training.

With the handseals completed, her mind would focus entirely on the task at hand. Rather than just coloring her breath, she wanted to make sure that it was embedded with a poisonous concoction. As she held her breath for just a second longer, the chakra still mingling with the breath in her mouth and lungs, she would slowly expel the cloud around herself. It wasn't bad, to be honest. The cloud of purplish smoke was definitely poisonous. Some of the plant life was actually beginning to darken a bit in color from taking it in. Once the technique was completed, she would let the wind carry the poisonous air away, sensing that the poisonous nature was gone from it once it was outside of her direct ten meter area.

The colored air would also dissipate much faster this time as it had left her mouth. This gave her the notion that maybe she had done something right in it this time. Rather than being complacent in it, though, she would draw her hands up to perform the technique once more. She was never one to believe in such a thing as a technique being perfect automatically. She always made sure with a second attempt. A person can always fluke themselves into failure, and it was something she was definitely used to when it came to medicine. When she expelled the air this second time, she found that it was the same as it had been before. It might have even been more poisonous than the last, her body adjusting on how to thoroughly coat the air she was breathing with the layer of poison.