Daichi let out a frustrated growl as he lost his footing on the tree and started to fall. As had become habit he hit the ground and used his momentum to roll to his feet. Doing it that way was much less annoying than just taking the fall and landing on his tailbone. That had been a mistake he had only made the first time he attempted the exercise. At least Mikoto and Jiraiya-sensei got a good kick out of it, and Daichi himself once he could stand up again.

Lining up about ten feet from the tree he ran toward it again, making sure to channel chakra into his feet. He made it another step and a half this time before falling back down. Letting out a little cheer he took a moment to wipe the sweat from his brow, glancing at the sky. It had already been an hour since he got back to the training grounds and Mikoto had made him promise to be back at her family's home in time for dinner. Sighing softly he gets back into position and lines up another sprint. Another half an hour of this before I switch to Taijutsu. That gives me an hour and a half to train before I have to stop.

Settling into a repetitive pattern of running up the damn tree and only making a little progress each run, he let his thoughts drift a bit, mostly focusing on the news he had gotten that morning. Dual chakra natures were rare, ones like his anyway. Sure, lots of high-level Ninjas picked up skills in multiple elements, but that takes a lot of effort. Those with minor affinities were only slightly uncommon, as Clan ninjas with a long family history of chakra use typically had one. Those didn't show up when using Chakra testing paper, and that was the problem. Sensei and Minato had been damn pretty quick to point out that Chakra paper only acted like that when someone had an even mix of affinities. I never put much thought into that sort of thing since I figured the choice would be made for me. How the hell am I supposed to pick between the two? Both are so cool and useful!

Once he got three-quarters of the way up the tree and slipped instead of falling like before he reached up and grabbed onto a low-hanging branch. He let out a soft breath as he managed it, happy to be making some progress. Taking a moment to do some pull-ups while his mind was still wandering he only lightly grunted from the effort, his young body used to exercises like these. From what I remember, Lightning Jutsu has many great techniques and is an offensive powerhouse. Mhmm A was shown to have some abilities I would love to try and develop my own spin on. Kakashi had (will have?) some fascinating ones too. Chidori will not work for me, given my lack of a Sharingan but maybe I can make a bastardised version of it in both hands? Throwing fists of lightning at people is very tempting!

Switching to a one-arm pull up he actually had to grit his teeth as the difficulty shot up. One day he would be able to do these exercises like Lee did. Determination was key, you only got there by never quitting. There are tons of examples my other self knew about for Lightning outside of the Naruto story too! Along with warriors to pull ideas from! Laxus Dryar, the dragon slayer, could call down massive bolts from the heavens with ease! Pikachu, the Pokemon, had a technique of lightning spinning around itself to make a shield that pushed attacks off to the side, making it much harder to break through than a simple barrier! Mikoto Misaka, the esper! Her skill with electricity was so great that she could launch projectiles with enough force to make the area around her shake and blast through damn near everything! Pausing as he considered the familiar name he started to laugh before having to catch himself, almost falling to the ground.

Switching to his other arm he smiled through his gritted teeth, enjoying the now long familiar burn of his muscles. That likely didn't help his newfound reputation as a training maniac but it is what it is. You might as well have fun with it, right? On the other hand, Earth Jutsu is very defensive. Lots of Iwa ninjas from the story did interesting things with it. I think I remember golems made of Earth, along with clones. While it's certainly no shadow clones, always having material around to make your clones out of is super useful. Not to mention Headhunter Jutsu, that one sounds perfect for ambushes and mobility. Kakashi showed off Earth walls too, and having ways to block things I can't dodge would help.

Completing his impromptu set he dropped to the ground with a roll and sighed softly taking half a second to catch his breath. Shaking the numbness out of his hands he turned back to his thoughts. I wonder if I could control pillars of hardened rock like Jura, the Wizard Saint? That is definitely something to think about. Armstrong, the Alchemist, could make statues of himself to fire off at targets. That would be cool but it sounds a bit much to me, I will just stick to admiring his training.

Break over he moved back to the front of the tree to start his training up again. As he did a savage smirk came to his face as his mind drifted to perhaps the most impressive pure earth user he could think of. Toph, the Earthbending Master. Making stone armour around herself, trapping opponents with stalagmites, and pushing herself along at high speeds just by shifting the earth! So many wonderful techniques to pull from!

Reaching just a bit higher up the tree than his prior runs Daichi grinned. Sure his chakra control slipped and he fell down the tree again but it was improving just by not giving up and banging his head against the problem. Who needs to be a genius or have clan instructors when you have a hard head? Pausing at the thought he frowns as his thoughts turn to his teammates. Right now they both are leaning on the offensive side of things. We need some defence, and one of my two options is better than the other for that. Focusing back on his training, Daichi pushed out the last few sets of the tree climbing exercise with a smile.

Coming to a stop once he was done he smirked to himself and took a second to rest on the ground. I am betting another week or two of these and I can move on to water walking. The real bitch is gonna be learning how to fight while defying gravity. Perfect! Smirking softly at the future challenge Daichi glanced back at the sky, checking his time. Two hours was enough to put himself through another one of his Taijutsu routines but it might be time to mix things up.

Sensei had wanted Mikoto and himself to get used to their routine before he helped them with adding weights. Mikoto wanting to get involved with harder training wasn't a surprise, but Mintao asking to be included was. Sadly that was put on hold, as Sensei wanted to wait on that till Minato was at least twelve or so. Something, about letting his body develop naturally before he strapped weights to him for long periods? When Daichi had privately mentioned the idea of chakra weights for Minato during the group's first D class mission (painting a fence in the more residential area of the village) the Sage paused before mentioning he would get back to them about it, even mumbling something about seals as he let the group off for the rest of the day once they were done.

Reminiscing on it now that he had some alone time to think made Daichi bite back a curse. He asked Mikoto about them before she took off and she had no idea what he was talking about. I just thought I never saw any because nobody wanted to show them to an orphan boy who couldn't afford them! How was I supposed to know they hadn't been invented yet?

Gritting his teeth he dropped into his Taijutsu stance and began going through the motions, pushing the problem out of his mind for now. I should ask Sensei if I could add some Taijutsu posts around here. If I started beating on trees this close to the village someone would have a problem with it. Shaking his head he focuses back on his workout, doubling down on the effort since had kept getting distracted.

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Once he had finished up for the day he decided to stop by the market area on the way back. Sure his funds were a little limited but the least he could do was pick up some kind of gift for the family helping him out. He was very happy not having to sleep outside or in some smelly barracks while he saved up money, thank you very much. He had no experience with something like this himself and his other memories were worthless here. Sure he had noticed some "western" style foods in the memories from the story but he hadn't seen any at all here. It's not like I can pick up a thing of donuts when nobody else knows what those are. Huh, maybe I should try and make some of that foreign food myself, some of them looked very good.

Drifting through the market his eyes were drawn to a flower shop, likely run by the Yamanaka clan given the blonde teen working the front. However, that wasn't what drew his attention as the other blond present looking over flowers made him look again. Minato was stopped in front of the roses looking them over with the most intense look on his face Daichi had ever seen. Not that it did much to hide the redness in his cheeks, however. Grinning like a fox in a henhouse, Daichi glanced around to make sure his other teammate wasn't about to suddenly appear from the crowd, or a certain Habanero either. Wouldn't want to piss off a raging tigress, you know?

Sliding up to his distracted teammate, Daichi gently clapped him on the shoulder, unable to keep the grin off his face. "Hey, those are nice, thinking about surprising somebody?"

Minato shot up like a rocket and turned to look at Daichi with wide eyes. "What! Oh, Daichi, I didn't think I would run into you again today."

Rolling his eyes playfully at his teammate, Daichi had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing at the look of panic that came to the younger boy's eyes. Reaching over he gently poked one of the flowers in front of them. "Roses eh? You know they say red roses symbolise love right? Thinking about someone in particular?"

Minato blushed a deep red and shook his head. "NO! N-not at all!"

Daichi couldn't help himself and laughed loudly at his teammate before shaking his head. "Alright, alright, no problem. Shouldn't you be home? You mentioned something about dinner with your parents after training."

He couldn't help but blink in surprise when his friend went from flushed to sad at the flip of a coin. Minato glanced around before looking back at his teammate and after a moment turned to walk away, motioning for Daichi to follow. Shrugging he follows and once they are far enough from the store Minato glances back, looking back at the store. Realising the basic signal as one they were taught at the academy, Daichi faked a yawn to sneak a glance back behind them, noticing a blonde girl roughly their age walking deeper into the shop. Huh, I didn't even notice we were being watched. Damn, Minato is good.

After several moments of silence, Minato spoke up, glancing at his teammate with a frown. "My parents and I had a rather loud disagreement."

Giving Minato a moment or two to add the context himself, Daichi clapped a hand on his shoulder once it was clear the boy wouldn't speak. "What was it about? We haven't even been Ninja that long or done anything too dangerous yet."

Minato sighed and let his shoulders slump. "I told them about the schedule we set up and they didn't like it. They are merchants and were hoping now that I am out of the academy I would focus on the family business. That doesn't make sense, as they were so happy that I was interested in becoming a Ninja when I was younger! I succeed and suddenly they are not so happy about it?"

Daichi got a brief flash of déjà vu, remembering the times his other self dealt with his younger brother having fights with their parents. Pushing the confusing thoughts that gave him to the side he instead focused on his teammate. "Well, maybe while you were in the academy the danger of it wasn't real yet. Or they encouraged you to attend so you could make connections that you could bring into the business afterward. Sure you got moved up into the class with all the clan heirs, but even just knowing a couple of important clan members or two could open doors."

Noticing Minato looking at him in surprise, Daichi blushed in embarrassment and glanced away. "Hey you asked, don't look so surprised I might have an idea or two!"

Minatio quickly raised his hands in surrender, a sheepish look in his eyes. "I had not considered those ideas. I will not deny the possibility of them though, maybe I should just ask them?"

Daichi frowned and glanced to the side in thought before clasping his hand on Minato's shoulder again. "That's a good idea man. Hey, if they kick you out I am sure you can room with me at Mikoto's. She's got a lot of room."

Nodding along with Daichi, Minato froze mid-step and turned to look up at Daichi, a smile forming on his face. "On that note, have you started looking for an apartment already? I do not think finding one that is worth the effort will be easy."

Raising an eyebrow at this teammate, Daichi took a half step away, the hair on the back of his neck standing up. "Not just yet, I figured that saving up for a good deposit first would likely give me better options than just a hole in a wall you know?"

Minato nodded and turned to face his teammate, causing Daichi to slow to a stop and look at him. "Then I think I have a solution to both our problems. You need more money than just one-quarter of D-rank jobs' pay to get something worth the effort, and if my parents are going to be having issues with my being a ninja, we could just be roommates!"

Daichi blinked in surprise and held up his hands. "Hold on, are you serious? It's a bit of a big thing to decide out of the blue like that."

Minato shrugged and turned to keep walking like it was already decided in his mind. "I cannot stay with my parents forever. So why not get working on that now, while my parents still want to keep an eye on me, as they would not let me get swindled."

Daichi raised his hand to argue and dropped it with a sigh as he followed his teammate. "And you could pitch it as wanting to do me a favour by helping your homeless and orphan friend out but not making it look like charity." Rubbing his hand across his face he sighed as he glanced back over at his teammate. "Alright fine, we can do this, but we gotta both split the duties to take care of it. Can't ask your mom to come clean it when we are going to be keeping Ninja stuff around."

It was Minato's turn to open his mouth to argue before he froze. Shaking his head he glances at Daichi before they keep walking. "You are not wrong. So where are we going anyway?"

Daichi rolled his eyes and took a quick second to get his bearings. Glancing over at Minato he motioned for him to follow. "I was following you. Come on help me pick out something to bring to Mikoto's and you can crash dinner at their place. I know her folks wanted to meet you too."

The smile that formed on Minato's face made Daichi start to chuckle a little before he froze, a quick image of another boy appearing in Minato's place before fading. Dammit! I thought I was over this. Full on flinching and taking a step back, he froze for a long moment, locking up. A hand landing on his shoulder brought him out of it and he had to grit his teeth to stop from lashing out.

Turning he saw Minato looking at him with his brows furrowed in concern. "Hey, are you doing ok?"

Daichi shook his head and forced a smile, not wanting to worry his friend. "Yeah, don't worry about it. Come on, let's find something good, wouldn't want to make a bad impression right?"

Mianto looked like he was about to argue before nodding. Moving on, the pair turned and moved deeper into the market area, discussing the merits of flowers or perhaps some kind of dessert as the better option to take as dinner guests. Not that either was too positive on the right options, with Daichi only having a remote idea thanks to his other self's memories. That didn't improve his mood though and he did his best to avoid thinking about the implications of seeing people he had never even known. He had been pushing it aside since the very first time it happened, he could keep doing that thank you very much.

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Later on in the middle of the night, long after eating and Minato had finished using his smarts to impress Mikoto's parents, sleep was something that eluded Daichi. Getting up with a frustrated huff he quickly left the room he had been using in the manor, taking care not to make too much noise. He didn't have a destination in mind but his feet still found their way out of the building and into the garden. The cool night air was peaceful and as he moved through the flowers he felt the tension in his shoulders relax just a little.

Picking up a loose stone he bounced it up and down in his hand, not really paying attention to it. Instead, he gazed at the nearby pond, losing himself in thought as he watched the rippling water. During his initial days after getting his other's memories, he had headaches and brief flashes like the one he had today, though just of random people his other self knew. Nobody important, but a distant friendly acquaintance or coworker.

Today was different, as it was his damn brother that he saw. Former brother. Damn, this whole thing is confusing. Shaking his head in frustration he threw his hand back to toss the rock into the water, not even looking up.

There wasn't a splash, and he looked up in confusion, paling when he noticed he was not alone. Standing beside him was Mikoto's father. The older man looked down at Daichi with what he hoped was an amused look, holding up the rock between them. "Please don't. My wife would have your hide if you accidentally hit one of the koi. I would rather not have to mediate the argument that would cause between the women of the household."

Before Daichi could even open his mouth to respond, the ninja turned and walked toward the house. Daichi got up and followed him without much of a struggle; he was indebted too much to the man for letting him stay here to not go along with the unsaid order. The older man sat down on the edge of the wrap-around porch that all the family buildings in the district had, patting beside him for Daichi to take a seat.

As Daichi sat down he kept his mouth shut, just looking out into the dark garden and listening to the wind blow through the trees. Glancing at the pond he watched the bamboo decorations finish filling up with water, coming down that let out a soft crack into the night air.

Mikoto's father turned to Daichi and gave him a relaxed smile. "Mikoto mentioned that you had your first experience with your chakra nature today. Congratulations are in order. I don't agree with all my clan's traditions, but I like one I am sure Mikoto has mentioned before. One isn't considered an adult in the clan until they have mastered our favourite Jutsu."

Daichi blinked and sat up straighter, his eyes narrowing slightly before he forced himself to relax. "Great Fireball. Yeah, Mikoto has mentioned it once or twice." His typical smirk formed on his face. "Or a thousand. She made sure the class could never forget it when she finally mastered it."

The man let out a soft laugh and shook his head. Despite the obvious exasperation though, Daichi could see the fond smile on his face. "That does indeed sound like my daughter. However, we are not out here to discuss her. Tell me, what thoughts are keeping you from sleeping?"

Daichi frowned, unsure of how to answer. It wasn't like he could say he was haunted by ghosts of a past life or something like that. Doing that would just get him tossed into the hospital or have a Yamanaka poking around in his head, which is the last thing he wanted. Finally finding his voice he looks back up. "Sir I am very thankful for being welcome into your home, even if it's just temporary. It's a kindness I wasn't expecting and I appreciate it. But…"

The older man smiled and waved him off, looking back out into the garden while he spoke. "Think nothing of it. I am proud that my daughter would want to do so much for her teammates so soon, not to mention how happy that you and Minato feel the same way." Shaking his head as he stopped the tangent he looked back at Daichi with a calm expression. "But, now you have gotten a look at something you have been missing all these years, and you are unsure of how to handle it, yes?"

Internally Daichi was thankful that the older ninja wasn't exactly on the mark, but that didn't mean he was wrong. After a long moment, he nodded. "Yeah, something like that. I never really bonded with the other orphans, you know? I just never felt like I fit in with them. Before I got my act together I was bitter, and sure there were others there like that, but I didn't share their grief."

Daichi gritted his teeth as he glanced off into the darkness, the words of some particularly nasty orphans dancing through his mind. They said that just because he never knew his parents, that meant he couldn't miss what he never had, that he couldn't understand their pain.

"And once I started training harder, wanting to make something of myself, it was already too late. There is too much history there for me to connect with anyone in the family kind of way. I didn't mind though. I was going to get a team one day, so who cares?"

Mikoto's father nodded and relaxed a bit. After a moment he smiled softly as he looked at Daichi. "Outside of close family or lovers, a Ninja's genin team can be the most important relationship in his life. Provided you stick together, you will accomplish things you wouldn't dream of apart."

Daichi raised an eyebrow as he frowned for a moment, a question coming to mind. "Then why doesn't the academy push teamwork more? Sure they make a point to mention it often in lectures, but we don't practise it much. So why don't those idiots push teamwork more?" Noticing the raised eyebrow the older ninja was giving him, Daichi had to grit his teeth for a second to avoid a rude comment before correcting himself. "Then why doesn't the academy push teamwork more, sir?"

Chuckling softly the older Ninja just shook his head, an amused grin forming on his lips. "Please just call me Kuro when in private. Save sir for formal situations, I would rather you be comfortable."

Without missing a beat, Mikoto's father struck a very familiar pose, finger raised up in the air and everything. It would seem Mikoto got her lecturing skills from her father and not her mother. "There are a couple of reasons, really, and not all of them are ones I agree with. Generally speaking, it's supposed to be something that your Jonin-sensei is supposed to focus on during the early D-rank mission. Officially it's the reason why D-ranks exist at all, as teamwork is essential even in teams thrown together for just a mission or two. Even the most famously bitter or sour Ninja still watch their comrades' backs, if only to ensure they get the same treatment."

Daichi nodded along with the impromptu lesson, thankful the topic was off of anything too personal for the moment. He was sure Mikoto's fath- er, Kuro, wasn't going to let it lie. "So what's the other reason? The one you don't like."

A brief frown crossed over Kuro's face before he seemingly slipped back into his more typical calm nature. It would have fooled Daichi too if he didn't have his other self's memories. There had been many examples of Jonin who could easily hide things from rookies with little effort, even in relaxed settings. "There have been talks about pushing teamwork training during the academy in the past. They all get shot down by some of the more traditional members of the council."

For a moment he glared lightly at Daichi, the action causing the young Ninja to sit up in his seat. "And that is all I will say on the matter. We are supposed to be talking about you tonight, after all, not having a rant about politics. You shouldn't have to concern yourself with that till you are older."

Daichi almost opened his mouth to argue but unfortunately, Kuro is one of the few adults in his life that he respected. Taking him in, even if it was just temporary, meant a lot to a boy who never had a home. Ultimately, he decided to leave it well enough alone, even if he could think of a few people who could be pushing such stupid ideas in the village.

Looking off into the night the young Ninja was silent for a long time, getting his thoughts together. The way he looked at it, he'd lost two families between his two lifespans already, hadn't he? That was just depressing; he didn't really remember much about the first one, and didn't even know what his parents looked like in this one.

Without looking up at the older ninja, Daichi spoke. "I don't have any family that I know of. It's not like anyone came looking for me. And I think I am a bit young for a lover." Unknown to him Kuro flinched ever so slightly beside him before sighing in relief when he was sure Daichi wouldn't notice. Uninterrupted, Daichi kept going. "So my team might as well be my family. I already lost one, I will not lose another."

Daichi shifted to look up at his friend's father and put as much determination and fire into his tone as possible. "I will do everything I have to make that happen. Is there anything you can do to help me? If not for me, for Mikoto. She deserves to have someone she can count on to watch her back."

Kuro looked down at the young Ninja for a brief moment before a soft chuckle slipped out. Shaking his head he merely smiled and rose to his feet. "You have a day of free training coming up, yes? We spoke in the past of you seeking out Might Duy to help hone your Taijutsu skills. I am sure he would never turn away from an honest attempt to learn and grow, but he would work that much harder if requested by his friend and teammate. Besides, he is like an uncle to Mikoto, I am sure he would sleep better knowing she would be safer out in the world, like I would. How does that sound?"

A large grin formed on Daichi's face as he pumped a fist into the air at the mere thought of harder training. "Perfect!"

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Daichi paced around the unfamiliar training ground on the far side of the village from the one he had been using with his sensei and team. He wasn't one to be nervous often, but a chance to train with the man who taught (will teach?) Might Guy, the man who will become strong enough in Taijutsu to take on Madara? He would be a fool to turn down such a chance.

He had received instructions right after breakfast from Kuro to go to this training ground instead of his usual. He knew that one was reserved for Jiraiya as a Jonin-sensei, but typically Ninjas had to book training grounds for a set period of a week at a time. The one he had found himself at now wasn't too dissimilar from the one he was used to, except for a large patch of sand in the middle.

As per usual Daichi had made a point to be early so he could get a proper warm-up in. He had run through his typical laps, push-ups, and situps in his way, throwing himself at them with determination. On the inside, however, he was feeling slightly twitchy, having barely gotten the sleep he needed the night before. It was starting to get to him as the time they were supposed to meet was nearing.

Shaking his head to help get the cobwebs out, he moved over to a large tree at the edge of the clearing, just wanting to spend a couple minutes in the shade to clear his head. It would not do to go into this at anything less than his best. I gotta get out of my head. Anything I could learn from someone like this will be invaluable. Sure, he likely won't take me on as an apprentice, but honestly I am not sure I would want to. Just having him as a regular sparring partner would do so much for me. No sense in being greedy.

In the distance, a twig snapped in the treeline, and that was his only warning. A loud cry of "DYNAMIC ENTRY!" ripped through the clearing, and Daichi barely looked up in time to see a green blur blast over his head, blowing wind into his face. With a mighty crash, the blur launched into the tree and stopped abruptly, eccentric laughter echoing across the clearing. "Almost got you that time, Kuro! Are you getting slower in your old age?"

Just like Daichi expected, in the tree was a man wearing one of the most hideous green jumpsuits he had ever seen, along with dull orange arm and leg bands. If it weren't for the facial hair, Daichi would swear Konoha's Green Beast had somehow appeared above him. Instead, it was that man's father, Might Duy. Man, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree there, does it? Does Guy have any of his mother in him at all? Hell, maybe I could check, he would be at best a toddler at this time right?"

Daichi's musing over Guy was interrupted when the martial artist's words clicked for him. Jumping to his feet he turned to look around, spotting the father of one of his closest friends mere feet away giving Duy the same smirk he had seen on Mikoto's face dozens of times. Unlike the more relaxed, if traditional, clothing he had seen the man in before, the Uchiha was wearing his headband and flak jacket, looking like an almost typical Jonin to Daichi's eyes. "Maybe, maybe not. Anytime you want to find out for real just let me know, old friend."

Duy dropped from the tree and landed on the ground beside Daichi, and in the back of his mind he noted that the older Ninja didn't even bother to brace for the drop, as if falling down the height of the tree wasn't even an inconvenience. Shaking his head softly at just another example of how superhuman chakra can make a person, he swiftly stood up straight when he noticed the duo looking over at him. Giving Kuro a nod and smile, Daichi turned to look up at Duy, who greeted him with his own smile. "You must be the uncle Mikoto loves to brag about. My name is Daichi, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Duy laughed softly and smirked, crossing his arms to complete the image. "Does she, now? I will have to tease her a bit next time I see her. My name is Might Duy, but you already knew that." Moving forward, he walked around Daichi and looked him over with a practised gaze. A warning look from Kuro kept Daichi's mouth shut, and after a couple of moments, Duy stopped in front of Daichi with a gleam in his eye. "You do work hard, don't you? I won't insult Kuro or Mikoto's praise by not taking them at their word."

Daichi smirked and felt his nerves slip away, replaced by that now long-familiar fire in his belly. Stepping back into his typical fighting stance, he couldn't help the excited smile that formed on his face. "I can hear the 'but' in that sentence, so how about I prove to you what I am made of personally?"

Grinning from ear to ear, Duy moved into his own stance across from Daichi, very deliberately ignoring Kuro's sigh as the Uchiha made room for the two. Giving Daichi a thumbs up, Duy smirked before pounding a fist into his chest. "Now you're talking! No matter what some might say, you won't get anywhere as a martial artist without a burning will!"

For a long moment, the pair of fighters were still, looking at each other with matching grins, their blood already starting to run. The cry of a hawk overhead was the cue for both of them to launch forward, meeting not exactly in the middle but closer to Daichi's side than Duy's. Instead of launching directly into blows, they crashed fists together, a loud bang ringing into the clearing.

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Sorry for the delay on this chapter, I ended up taking some time off around the holidays and had to wrestle it into submission on top of that. Not to mention the job hunt that has been a pain in my behind. But it's here and next time we are moving forward with the setup and beginning of the the team's first C rank job. What could possibly go wrong?

If everything goes to plan we will be back on our two-week schedule now, hopefully. Doesn't help that I keep getting sidetracked by projects on the side either. Shout out to See you next time and remember, be excellent to each other.