1 Joint Training session [Secondary Element + Secondary specialization C-B; Kenta Only] Thu Aug 09, 2012 11:07 am
Naota
S-rank
It was time to pick where he'd left off, time to get back into the habit of things. He'd been slacking off lately, and this would have to change, immediately. As the male trudged through the underbrush, he wiped the sweat off his brow. Even with the sun barely above the horizon, he could tell it was going to be a hot day. His shirt was already soaked, beginning to stick to his back and chest. Thank God he'd taken his father's advice and worn shots on this day; otherwise he'd have to suffer with the worst case of swamp ass.
Coming to rest beside the Naka river, the male plopped down on his ass and folded his legs. Moving slowly, the male removed his shirt; given what was about to happen, the thing would be reduced to ashes, and he happened to like that particular shirt. Tossing it onto a nearby bush, the male settled himself down, placing his hands on his lap with the palms turned down to rest on his thighs. Humming softly to himself, the male began the first part of his training. It was something that he strove to do daily, in order to increase his own mental strength. A body was only as strong as the mind it housed. At least, that's what his father had always said, and it was something that Naota took to heart. After all, the man had never lied to him in his entire life.
As a warm breeze picked up, the male dived into his own mind and sought out his inner sanctuary; which oddly enough took the form of a rose garden this time. It was a weird thing. Every time Naota meditated, his inner sanctuary changed into something different, each a reflection of his current emotions. The last time meditated, it was in the mouth of a volcano that was threatening to erupt. At the time, he'd been angry over losing out a bidding war at the local auction. He'd calmed down quick enough, the image of the volcano being replaced with that of a quiet lake of water.
As his mind wandered through the garden, the male relaxed, allowing himself to take deep, calming breaths...
Coming to rest beside the Naka river, the male plopped down on his ass and folded his legs. Moving slowly, the male removed his shirt; given what was about to happen, the thing would be reduced to ashes, and he happened to like that particular shirt. Tossing it onto a nearby bush, the male settled himself down, placing his hands on his lap with the palms turned down to rest on his thighs. Humming softly to himself, the male began the first part of his training. It was something that he strove to do daily, in order to increase his own mental strength. A body was only as strong as the mind it housed. At least, that's what his father had always said, and it was something that Naota took to heart. After all, the man had never lied to him in his entire life.
As a warm breeze picked up, the male dived into his own mind and sought out his inner sanctuary; which oddly enough took the form of a rose garden this time. It was a weird thing. Every time Naota meditated, his inner sanctuary changed into something different, each a reflection of his current emotions. The last time meditated, it was in the mouth of a volcano that was threatening to erupt. At the time, he'd been angry over losing out a bidding war at the local auction. He'd calmed down quick enough, the image of the volcano being replaced with that of a quiet lake of water.
As his mind wandered through the garden, the male relaxed, allowing himself to take deep, calming breaths...
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