The black mass of chakra Lillith was so intimately familiar with, swirled around as she vented chakra out of her pours. Lillith, her hood pulled up around her and a emotionlessly dark look on her face looked around at the chakra with surrounded her. She could easily vent this chakra, that much was clear something she had been able to do a child. The part of her that caused her to be the target a numerous death threats, as well as looks of horror, and disgust. There were those that called her a demon. A nightmare. Something better off to go back from the hell she came. All over something mishap in her birth. A flare of anger rose in lillith, as she glared at the dummy in front of her.

The girl was in a small ravine, for three reasons, the first being that it was generally quiet here as most people didn't venture down into the ravine, even though it was still technically a part of the Tsumi-Grounds. The reason for this is because it out of the way of the direct sun-light those making it easier to focus on training and not just surviving the burning sun, which some Genin hold pride to being able to do, as though they will fail as a shinobi of sunagakure if they don't train in the direct light of sunagakure. The fact that it's cooler is another reason Lillith chose this spot. The girl doesn't work out much, instead she is more focused on controlling the erratic nature of her chakra, something that requires immense focus, because her chakra's natural state is merely chaos. The girl has too work incredibly hard in order to get her chakra to do more than just strike fear into those around in. She needs to be able to turn it into a Weapon. That then leads into the third reason as to why she is here. For the dummy which became the sole focus for but a brief moment whilst she was exhaling her chakra, was torn to shreds, and exploded a crossed the ravine in a matter of moments, as the black swirling mass of chakra torn it asunder. Something she couldn't control in the slightest yet, and something she couldn't risk happening to another village genin. Whenever Lillith tried to recreate those effects nothing managed to occur, and that's why she was down here.

For the next few moments, the girl would once again try her very best to focus her energies on her own swirling mass of chakra and create something with it. Anything that might be able to used as a weapon. She tried slamming it into another, anything to give her any where near the power she had but a moment ago. However she could create nothing to the effect. The sigh sighed. Exhausted from constantly exhaling a high amount of chakra. sat back against the wall, and let out a sigh. Feeling the effects of the heat, the girl decided to take a break. It was in this that she took off her Hoodie and her shirt, leaving her top half exposed with the exception of a medical wrapping around her breast which served to hold them in place whilst the girl trained or was in combat without injuring her. The girl then took grabbed a decent sized canteen and poured a bit of it over herself in an attempt to cool herself down. The girl then used a bit of Ninja wire from some of the spare supplies she kept in this small cave in the ravine to tie her now semi-wet hair up into a pony-tail so she could begin work on her chakra control once more.

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Total WC: 633

It was a rather normal, boring afternoon in the village, full of inactivity due to the peculiar intensity of the luminous sun today. The only saving grace against the harshness of these rays of light would be the soothingly cool breaths of wind that hummed along the landscape, which meant it was definitely okay weather for Lynn to set out into, despite the danger of sunburn being apparent to his ghostly skin complexion. What better way to spend this time with a little training? It was going well so far, and he wanted to make sure none of his squad mates would get the best of him out of nowhere. Plus, it'd be nice and alone...no people at all, meaning no trouble or annoyance. With that in mind, he'd sprint his way to the training grounds, ready to fiddle around with some techniques he was pondering on.

Yep, it was definitely just him out here today, among the battered and broken pieces of kunai, dummies and more, oh my! Perfect for the little introverted Genin, cracking his knuckles a bit and starting to stretch to get ready for his exercises of the day. However, something had suddenly disturbed his train of thought; it was a feeling, as well as a loud noise. An explosion...and a feeling of corruption. That must have been Lillith...he knew no one else that felt like that. Guess he wasn't alone...but where exactly was that coming from? After the dust had settled where they were, he'd start to follow where the source of that tremor came from, and when Lynn was near, he almost barely tripped off the cliff into the ravine. Thankfully, his training had paid off, so he could react to this and not fall to his demise. Knowing this was there now, he'd slowly climb down into the formation, taking his time so he wouldn't make the mistake of tripping once more, until he finally reached his destination.

It seemed Lillith was resting just for a bit after whatever she had done, since he could hear the downpour of water hitting against a fleshy surface, most likely her face, and dribbling down her hair. She had gotten up afterwards, according to what he felt in the ground, and was about to start up again, but Lynn hoped to interrupt her in "retaliation". ""...Lillith? Is that you over there? I can't exactly tell...but if you are...you sure are clever. It's much cooler down here than in the regular training area. Hope you wouldn't mind me coming down here too...and...maybe you can tell me what just happened?"

There was no trembles in his voice, only mere confusion. His unfortunate blindness disregarded any sort of fear he could feel towards his team member, for the moment anyway, and the feeling of such dangerous chakra just made him assume she had a powerful kekkei genkai. It intrigued him, to the point he would come down there in the first place, which is an action he normally wouldn't dare take. From their first meeting, one could tell he hated social confrontations, after all...

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