In the General Forces a specialty is assigned based on the skills a person has – Shikako gets made Special Jounin based on her ability to sense things specifically. There are Sp Jounin in kenjutsu or code breaking or interrogation.
In ANBU the designation is much more output focused – so the individual is as faceless as possible. That means you have specialties like ‘sabotage’ or ‘acquisition’ or ‘infiltration’ instead. They’re all broad categories that require multiple skills, while giving mission assigners a brief idea of what ANBU are capable of.
For Shikako, she’s got a very broad range of skills and Tsunade knows that Team 7 is good at adapting and reacting to new situations on the fly. and that their missions are liable to go sideways And of course, as Shikako herself says: It’s the official terminology for ‘ruins everything I touch’.
i was under the false assumption that tensei iida’s engines were in his calves like tenya’s, only to find out they are, in fact, in his forearms, and the best way to utilize them for speed
Watching back these episodes on the literal hyuga clan slavery is actually unbearable now that we know absolutely no justice was served and everyone with a hand in that travesty got away with it. I literally cannot believe this arc about a 4 year old being branded and told his only reason for living was to protect the main family ended with him doing exactly that and dying for the main family. You basically just rewarded their bullshit. Hiashi should have been the one to die for neji, if only for the thematic pay off. I kill him every night in my dreams.
Jiraiya squinted at the cauldron, now turquoise and emitting a shrill hiss. “It’s close enough, right?”
“…Not quite.” Snape looked like it physically pained him to not say something more publicly scathing to a Slytherin. Or not to strangle Jiraiya outright with his bare hands.
Harry glanced back at Orochimaru, who blinked once, long and slow, at the spectacle, and then returned to his own cauldron as if he couldn’t hear the growing noise, now resembling a train whistle.
They had another hour to go.
Snape was so distracted keeping the students from dying at the hands of Jiraiya’s potion-making, that even Neville did a decent job.
—
After class, Orochimaru and Jiraiya tracked down Tsunade in the library. She laid her book down and asked, “How was it?”
Orochimaru side-eyed Jiraiya as he said, “Potions was… as expected.”
“Ahh,” Tsunade caught his look. She leaned forward to stare down Jiraiya, “so you were the source of all that smoke and shrieking coming from the dungeon?”
“Oh, not just that,” said Orochimaru, “I do wish you were there for the sentient acid cloud that attacked the professor, and then Jiraiya’s—”
“ANYWAY,” Jiraiya interrupted, “how was that defense class, Hime?”
Tsunade huffed. “Terrible. The professor’s a self-absorbed moron,” she said, then added, “and probably a pervert.”
Orochimaru nodded. “I would not disagree with that assessment. That floppy haired idiot’s probably more of a pervert than you, Jiraiya.”
Orochimaru smiled thinly. “I have to make my own fun somehow, Tsunade.”
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Later, at dinner, Jiraiya sat down next to his teammates and said without preamble, “Lockhart’s a genius.”
Orochimaru stared. “What.”
Jiraiya held up his hands, placating. “Yeah, no, he mostly sucks at everything. But his writing! He just makes up shit and people lap it up! It gives me an idea, you know…”
Tsunade put her head in her hands. “Oh god—”
“I’ll write my own book about a cool adventure! I could call it, like, The Tale of the Super Wicked Awesome Shinobi.”
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