Morning was upon Sunagakure, the sun had only peeked over the horizon a short time ago, most would still be sleeping--while the early birds was up and starting their days. Night owls would likely just now be finding their ways to bed. Azuma must've been an early bird this morning, the man was making plans for some training in The Sand Forge, something he found himself doing more often then not, but his plans...they wouldn't work out today, no, something else was in store for the Shinobi.
The Desert Rogue made his way through the streets of Suna...the recent rain in the village left random puddles to step around, sections of the sandy streets turned to mud. Azuma simply walked around these. He was in his more casual outfit, a white Yukata hung over his torso, and his legs clothed in typical black pants meant for flexibility and durability for battle. 'Casual' or not Azuma was always ready, his equipment on him at all times. He finally arrived at the Sand Forge, but as off White and Amber hues turned towards the training grounds, he'd see they wasn't vacant.
"Someone else is training here...Guess I should go elsewhere." Azuma spoke quietly to himself, about to turn around and walk away. But the shinobi in the Sand Forge caught his eye. The young Jounin would watch for a moment, focusing more on Kai as he practiced with his new weapon. Azuma was fairly impressed with the man's style, the art Kai adopted with the Naginata drew Azuma's attention. Azuma himself favored the weapon, easily the go-to in his arsenal.
It was at this point Azuma took notice of the Genin's weapon, a glaive that seemed familiar to Azuma. A stray smirk crossed his features. 'So thats who Okane was making that weapon for...' crossed Azuma's mind as he inspected it from afar...Azuma loved weapons and happened to get a good look at the Glaive Kai now wielded during its Forging only a couple days prior. By now this young man, only a couple years younger then Azuma himself, had piqued the Jounin's interest. Old habits die hard they say, the olden days of Azuma being a rather social person would show itself in The Desert Rogue. He'd go on to approach, entering the training grounds.
"I wondered who in Sunagakure Okane would've been making that Naginata for...I see I'm not the only one who favors it over other weapons." Azuma spoke up, announcing his presence if Kai hadn't noticed him before. Azuma would stop approaching, about 15 or so feet, roughly 5 meters between himself and Kai. "That is an interesting style you use, your movements are fluid and limber, but deliberate. I don't recognize it, is it a style of your own making?" the Jounin would question Kai. The man wasn't shy and clearly had no issue talking to others, his voice was confident, but friendly. Azuma was aware of most of the higher ranking Shinobi within Suna's walls, but he'd never seen this man before. He wondered, who was he, and what Rank was the Shinobi? He was pretty imposing for someone he'd not seen around before.