Takra Uchiha
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Takra raised an eyebrow and hopped to his feet, lithe as a cat, and studied Mars with a critical eye “So, Mars, hmmm, as in Marshall? Yes I believe so, what are you doing here, eh? Got a school to run here.” Takra checked his watch “Come to think of it, classes should be beginning soon. We’ll catch up later, Mars, I have a class to teach, see ya later.” Takra walked out of the library, down to a room on the lower levels of the school, the room is decked out with Takra’s emblem on banners on the walls while Takra started drawing on the board.
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Takra snapped to attention “I beg your pardon? Don’t recognize you.” absently messing with a scrap of cloth that had come off his cloak, Takra fixed the guy with an interested look, raising an eyebrow.
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Takra bared his canines and turned his back “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, Miwa, but we’ve left our students more or less vulnerable in a forest that you said yourself was dangerous.” His arms folded, he walked away without giving Miwa the chance to respond I can’t BELIEVE Miwa dragged me into this! Watching a clutch of mere children run around and not listen to a thing we say! We need to get lessons started pronto I should think, instead of letting them wander around in a dark forest with two machines for company. Kurama, listen to Takra vent and rant, decided to add his two cents Q and Aena are more than capable by now I should think, but if you’re so worried why don’t you dash out there? Takra rolled his eyes as if the answer were obvious I’m here to teach as Miwa asked me to, in any event she’s the principal of this place and the real one in charge here, if our students get killed be it on her head, I’ll not pick up her SLACK! He continued walking down the hallway, kicking Fuso if the cat crossed his path before slipping into the library, where he disappeared among the many shelves.
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Takra vanished from where he stood, appearing a foot behind Miwa “Well well well, the Father of Death descends from on High to mingle with the common folk.” Fixing Godal with a scarlet-eyed stare Takra continued, “Anything of importance you need from us? Attempting to run a school here.” Takra’s tone suggested that he thought Godal had failed as a headmaster, a suggestion Kurama caught on a dime Takra! That was rude and inappropriate, why are you so irritated all of a sudden?? Folding his arms, Takra leveled off his glare at Godal  Miwa is distracted too easily, we have a school to run and students to teach, unless Godal has something of absolute importance to discuss then I believe he can get the hell out of here. Kurama, not happy at all by now, turned his tone from shocked/aggravated to downright hostile Takra get it together, so Godal wanted to visit the new place it’s not exactly like anyone was in the middle of a lesson. While Miwa is here all of our students are venerable in the forest, I don’t care what she says clones can only do so much. Kurama sighed and dropped it while Takra continued to stare at Godal.
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Takra looked up when he sensed Godal arrive at the school Well well well, what do we have here, the Father of Death has returned? Kurama snarled from within Takra’s head Don’t think to challenge Godal, Takra, it doesn’t matter how far we’ve come since we were at his school I have a feeling he could destroy us easily. Takra growled slightly I’m not stupid, Kurama, of course I’m not going to challenge Godal, the Vice Principal brawling with some random guy they haven’t even met is the height of folly when trying to set a role model for these children, now be quiet before I yank your tails out one by one… again. Kurama huffed You know, I was trying to help you out and give you advice, you don’t have to be mean I thought that’s what you came out here for, to chill your temper.
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Takra, having made it to the very heart of the forest, was now sitting under a tree, watching the trees calmly, a few animals came around and sniffed curiously but decided to take off when Takra didn’t move, fact of the matter was that despite Takra seeming to watch the trees, he was wrapped in his own mind, letting his thoughts wander while he sat in the almost darkest part of the forest. Do you think we should go back to the others? You’re not scared, are you, Kurama? No, but we don’t know this place. If Miwa thought there was something in here that I couldn’t handle she’d be worried. A little full of yourself aren’t you? Nothing in here that could take you then? I did not say that I could beat everything in here in a fight, what I meant, Fox-face, was that I don’t need to fight anything in here so long as I remain calm and don’t pose any form of threat, animals rely on instinct, and usually don’t attack anything that doesn’t threaten them or isn’t prey. As if I didn’t know that. Takra’s tone turned dull I wonder how I can think when you’re always blabbing.
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Takra had disappeared from the group, wandering aimlessly until he came upon a couple wolves he instantly recognized and smirked “Long time no see, Jake, Kuri, Jade, Mana, the rest of the pack around?” The large shaggy black wolf that was Jake snarled for a moment before he recognized Takra ‘Somewhere around here, but you’d better get back to Alpha, there are others out here that don’t recognize you’ Takra almost snickered “I’ll be fine, I’m not a cub anymore remember.” ‘Perhaps, but you never know when that one adversary that has sharper claws and longer teeth will appear.’ Jake padded a bit closer and tilted his head ‘And yet you’ve changed, almost unrecognizable.’ Takra shrugged and turned to head off, staying in the shallow trees of the forest ‘If you must go off on your own, don’t go too deep into the forest’ “Oh you know me, tell me to stay out of danger and I plunge in headfirst.” Takra smirked “Don’t look at me like that Jake, I’m kidding, probably.” Jake’s ears tilted back a bit ‘Just keep in mind that Alpha would be extremely upset if she lost her brother right under her nose.’ “I know, Jake, see ya around.” Takra vanished into the trees, exploring the forest on his own.
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Now it was Takra’s turn to stare off into space as he followed after Miwa, keeping his gaze on the forest. What’s on your mind? Nothing really, just thinking to myself about how Miwa plans to run a school. Yes it does seem a little nerve-racking, keeping a bunch of kids in line, doesn’t it? Even so, if anyone can teach these kids how to survive in a world that would reject them if everybody knew who they were, it’s the two that had to learn it the hard way. Well aren’t you just full of praise today. Hey you don’t have to be rude, it’s true, you know. Well of course I know, I lived it! So did Miwa. You know despite your tendencies she asked you here to help her. Yes I find it surprising too, she asked the one person most likely to destroy this place here to train a brand new generation. Oh please, if she really thought you were likely to level this place she wouldn’t have bothered. I guess she did overlook that part, she brought Ren back here, how that idiot is ever supposed to be a teacher when he’s so busy trying to show off and look cool I’ll never know. I wonder about that too, I heard what everyone else wants to teach and it’s obvious you’re teaching the more powerful arts. I guarantee you, Kurama, Miwa’s teaching will be just as rewarding, I’m just handling the darker side of magics and fighting, come to think of it, I thought Miwa would say something about that. Miwa understands that it’s not entirely dark, the ancient question everyone constantly asks themselves when facing this sort of dilemma, ‘Dark’ or ‘Misunderstood’ Besides nothing is ever truly ‘Dark’ it all depends on how you use what you’re given. You are one long-winded bastard, you know that? Takra snapped out of it at Aena’s question.
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Takra looked around at Q, an eyebrow raised “We feel the same as any human, Q, feelings don’t shift from different races, it only depends on which feelings other races act on, in any case we’re not that different from humans, just physically more powerful” He cast a glance at Ren “Usually.” Noticing Miwa staring off into space out over the water (I.E. she’s busy and we need to keep this rp moving along), he turned his attention to Mica and shrugged “Only thing really dangerous within a few hundred feet is us, I don’t see a problem with you running ahead, just don’t go too far and for the love of god, stay out of the forest, Miwa loves her trees to death and unicorns can be right bastards.”
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Takra walked out after Miwa, only too eager to leave the room and follow his sister down the hall “So, you brought Fuso along to help around here.” Takra sounded indifferent as he looked around at the school. You are insane, how the hell do you make that quick of an emotional turn-around!? Takra straight-up ignored the demon, busy thinking quietly to himself.
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Takra shot a glare at Miwa Somehow I knew this was a bad idea, and how many times do I have to tell you to stay out of my head. Takra sat against the wall, his arms folded as he started thinking up what the hell he was going to teach whatever kids Miwa sent his way.
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Takra growled sharply, wrenched his shoulder away from Q and walked to the other side of the room, glowering. I swear to god if Miwa hadn’t asked me here I’d be walking out, Ren’s as idiotic as ever. Temper, Takra, all Ren did was walk into the room and greet everybody. I didn’t ask for your opinion, Fox-face! At least we don’t have to worry about this place being blown to smithereens… Takra folded his arms, biting his tongue.
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Takra’s eyes turned to his sharingan “Never change? Killer line, coming from you, Tengo, and I’ll warn you now, Miwa is married, and I’d watch your tongue unless you want to see how much I really have changed, show-off.” Takra closed his eyes on his Sharingan, turning away from Ren to glare at the wall, resting his hand on the handle of his sword.
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Takra thought for a bit “I’ll only need one classroom, we can work out a schedule for which teacher takes which class to the training room when later, but I’m going to need an area somewhere outside big enough to fit at least two of the tailed beasts plus a few.”
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Takra fake-retched “Mushy gunk from metal man, and I’m not hot-headed!” Takra folded his arms and frowned, irritated.