Can we talk Hiromasa?

Senji would stand on the battlefield and wait for his clan member to arrive..

Arriving and standing some distance away from Senji, HM bent his fingers to release some hidden tension, " You called for me?"

"Yupp...I heard your a wood user...like me?"

Senji would snap his fingers and a wooden pillar rose between them..

Seeing the display of his power, HM scratched his chin then looked to his right and touched the trunk of the tree he was on. Looking back on Senji, he shook his head in disagreement, " You seemed to have been misinformed. I have no wood element, you can ask anyone whose still alive and seen me fight." Jumping off the branch, landing lightly on the ground, HM looked directly at Senji's feet, " If this is all, may I have my leave."

"Wait, wait, wait! I was wondering if you would like to join forces with me..? I know someone who can train us both in elemental powers..."

Senji would smile and hope for a yes..

Looking at him, HM thought for a moment, " I already have something that has detailed what is needed for the Wood style techniques. You don't know me, so why try to recruit me? Suppose your real plan is to kill me or something, am I just to come without questions? Whose this person also?" These throbbing questions had appeared from his mouth without warning. He had meant to keep the questions in but, no use crying over spilled milk.

"Oh I know, I know, questions...my soon to be trainer is the legendary copycat ninja Marara Izanagi, Sanin of the Fallen Angels...he is very kind...and I'm in no position to harm or even kill you so in my opinion, your good..." senji said reassuringly..

Over the day, he has been introduced to four names he never knew. Scratching his hair, he remembered the map. " Ok, I'll be going somewhere, but I'll meet you in that village when I'm done. No need to find me, I'll find you." Noting the names and village, HM looked on, " Well, I guess that's all?"