Raising the breath of the warrior, how very lucky it was to do just that. It was always as simple as breathing as she did ever so luckily become this lucky warrior. Relaxing into the meditation phase of her well-being, she would be simply breathing in and out while her inner body did all the rest. Allowing it to push around her insides as such or one could say she felt that heavy weight return inside her. It was ever so simple as she did such a thing. Did it feel good? Heavens no, it hurt like a bitch yet she did so anyways to allow the use of his body to become more and more lucky in its effort to raise the density of her own bones. To empower her well being as she surged herself to be ever so stronger within this meditation state of the mind and body alike.

Quite simply put she was in the center of her apartment as she did such a thing. The air breezing in, that cool damp feel of the air while she would just be feeling the effects and the eccentric energy growing with-in her body. It was ever so lucky to her own existence while she increased the density of her arm, allowing it to grow heavier just by being its own useful self, as she would help her right arm to do the same. Each arm growing heavily, as she would have to do the same to her shoulders, which allowed each edge of her body to be superior to it, was moments ago. How very lucky for her to be able to do this while her aparetment was clean of all things except a bed and workable kitchen. It would improve her very taijutsu with this ability to activate itself no doubt to where she could evenly perform her clan skills ever so more easily.

All she did was for her clan as she employed the ability to snake about her lithe frame to continue on with the ability. Jojo was allowing the ability, as such to intensity the density, to cable itself around her collar bone, and the neck that followed. While in the mean time, she allowed it to also snake down as if the very ability were a snake within her body. It was twirling around the spine and ribs as it fermented and gathered strength from within as it did so elegantly within the usefulness of its own self-esteem. How very good the feeling was when it came to the ability to soaking her very lower back in the skillful ability that she called her own. It was ever so elegant of a feeling that it kept her from doing so poorly in its timing.

Jojo enjoyed this density, enjoyed the very feel of the ability that allowed her own usefulness to continue to exist as she smiled in with that devilish grin that plastered itself over her very face, allowing that too to become heavier in density. It was such a good ability to have while the rest of her body would become dense as well in this useful action. She would begin allowing growth of the bones, allowing them to protrude out of her very hand as the minerals within her phalanges, rather known as finger tips, would begin to rise in density themselves while at the same time growing out of her very hand as such she enjoyed the very feeling of the bones that left outside of her very hand, the bones leaking out of the hands to gather in a pool of liquid minerals on his apartment’s floor.

How very calming as the milk of the density became exerted from the fingertips that exposed themselves to be like individual pipes that allowed themselves to leak the puss-like liquid from the body. She would feel every moment of the undesirable feel of it, as she would roll her neck to ease her body within the very effort to allow the liquid free from her body. The pools of the bodily increase in pressure would begin to suffice as an effort to allow one’s own self to become a bodily weapon to the existence of them. Jojo would feel the sternum followed by the clavicle easing itself while traveling down the humerus to then split the path between two funnels being the radius and the ulna until finally the very liquid pressure went through the carpals to the small easy metacarpals and then out the phalanges in its effort to release the liquid.

With the ability like this to be ever so simple, the last of the upper bodies’ liquid that would exert out of her body would come from her face. Jojo would always be allowing the several bones within her face to allow spikes to form outside of the body. While from the frontal end of her cranium to start, leaking the pool of liquid calcium of the bones while in the same moment the maxilla and atlas would catch the liquid with its own allowing it to curve around her skull molding and twirling across her face as she did it. The next bone to follow in the eventful growth would be the cheekbones, also known as the zygomatic, as the twirling in the very use of the body continued within its own bodily pressure while the last of the frontal bones would wind up growing, this being the axis of the lower jaw.

The bones of the back of the head did their own ease as the mixture eased itself at the cervical vertebrae. Almost like a helmet as the body would thicken itself at the back of the skull in the bone called the occipital in its likely moment. The top of the skull being the parietal as it were ever so easy to sprout the individual usefulness of very skull to grow from its shell of a skull around the temporal bone that eased itself to allow better hearing while at the same time protecting the temporal lobe. It was ever so easy within the bodily function as the base of the skull grew more. The sphenoid piece of the skull that continued on in its efforts as the bodily milk from the individual density would twirl and swirl around that head while it would inevitably begin to harden.

Hardening around her face as such and allowing itself to twirl onward and around the skull itself as she did so easily within that power of her own well being. It felt so easy of her own useful tint as she did so easily. To be so simple of a task while she would smile in its efforts while she would smile kindly and find her own body relaxing in of itself as the helmet had grown out of her very flesh. With calm breathing the spikes that had exerted themselves out of her skull would find themselves to be ever so simple. In the effort of merely allowing the bones to grow easily out of her body and then eventually growing like a spurt of good fortune in the effort as the spike went back inside her very body while with such ease she would smile with the event as it happened.

A calming smile emerged across her face as she did so elegantly allowing the helmet to protrude out of her skull and then with calm hands she reached up. Only to begin to take the helmet off, allowing it to separate with ease by her own well-being in the effort to inevitably relax into that calming position to create a static network of eventful ease within that simple digest. Ever so easy to do as she would smile in the effort allowing her very body to suffice and easily create a way for her own self pity and that mask of a woman to be seen within that gentle mask of a helmet. The helmet itself was easily taken apart and broken under her hands as she would grow claws from her useful ability to create enough strength to destroy the skull’s protection.

With such a simple jest of the ease, she would smile in and out of herself as she did this effort. With an ease she would begin to feel the power crawl again, allowing herself to feel the efforts to begin growing out of her skull and through that allowing it to be ever so easily insurmountable to the plans of use to her very bones. The calcium buildup was taking its toll on her body while she had trained easily on her own body and allowed it to ever so simply grow, grow and project out of her body and with this ease, she would find the calming effects to the gratitude of her own self. It felt so simple and easy to her own purpose as she would smile in that effort. The calm effects of her smile eased her as the bones became brittle upon exerting out of her body and relaxing to tumble and fall under the ground’s pressure.