1 Guess who's back? [Training/Solo] Thu Jul 24, 2014 12:31 pm
Yasu
D-rank
OOC: Training Reaction Time from rank D-1 to D-3. Words required: 900. WC: 936
IC: With the Chuunin exams just a bare few days away, Yasu decided there was still some much needed training to do. He did not hesitate to dedicate the day to such a productive task, although... once he did so, he was not sure how exactly to do it. To most ninjas, merely heading to the training ground to target practice or exercise was amongst the regular choices, but... Yasu was not most ninjas. He had always opted for alternative ways to improve himself, ever since he was forced to live on the streets, and having realized that real survival will always do better than training in a safe and controlled environment. And speaking of the subject, the more crime-infested areas that he had spent an entire year making a living in were exactly where he was currently heading... for surely, he would be able to find a worthy fight there. Exactly what he was looking for.
So after a while, Yasu was already entering the poverty-struck parts of the city. They weren't anything too extraordinary, just the average for a poor neighborhood, yet it was still not a sight one was used to witness. Homeless people, trash spread around, and questionable businesses were all a common occurrence, but this nevertheless did not bother the Genin that much. He was already well aware that not everybody had the currency to live a wealthy live, and that those few had to do anything in order to survive. And besides... he was here, because he had a goal in mind. And it would surely not take long for an opportunity to present itself. It was getting dark and late, and such times like these were when most of the criminal crooks inhabited the streets more abundantly, often performing the dirty, corrupted activities they were so fond of doing for the sake of survival, fun, profit, or all combined. At one point in his life, the youngster had been grown used to seeing this, and attempt to do his best to stay out of trouble. He has learned the hard way, that doing so is more often than not the exact opposite of what one can possibly do.
A smile formed on Yasu's face; an old group of friends was just passing by, at which they met, talked, and caught up on with small chat. He had not seen them for a while, so he took a few minutes of his time to spend with them. He told them how he had managed to graduate out of the Academy, and that he was even to participate in the upcoming Chuunin Exams, the others needless to say surprised at how early he was attempting to move up in the world.
But then, suddenly, they all went quiet. As a group of thugs were passing by, Yasu's friends immediately moved out of the road as to make way for them, clearly intimidated. On the front of said group was a large man with a long beard. "Who are those?" Yasu asked casually, arching an eyebrow. "You better keep out of their way. Ever since they took up a large part of the Opium trade, they've been growing a lot in power around these parts."
At this, the Genin merely chuckled, before moving away in the direction of the group, much to his friends surprise. "Hey, you!" He fearlessly addressed the gang. The large man in the front, clearly the leader, turned around, focusing his attention on the provoker. "Behind every fat crook, there is hope." "Wha-..." The thug asked, clearly becoming more and more hostile towards Yasu by the second, the latter smirking confidently. The two stared at each other for a while, before the Genin finally spoke. "No seriously, get out of the way."
The man, at this point, lost his nerve, and swung a powerful right hook towards Yasu. The latter quickly moved to his left as he raised his arm, narrowly blocking the hit before stepping back. "Woah there, big guy! I'm not your wife!" He further taunted, at which the attacker's frustration continued to grow. This was his plan all along, he wanted for the man to attack with as much fury as possible, so that he could train his skills at dodging as best as he could. So without too much of an hesitation, the attacker once again rushed towards the youngster, sending a barrage of punches towards him, at which Yasu attempted to dodge as much as possible. At first, a hit or two managed to land, although it took merely moments before the Genin began to adapt to the combat at hand, and notice the patterns in the thug's attacks. This went on for a while, with Yasu holding himself back as to not throw any counter-attacks, and develop his reflexes.
Finally, after he believed he had accomplished quite a rather improvement, he sent his knee up to the man's groin, followed by a powerful punch to his jaw. The thug fell square on the ground. The remaining members of the group stood there in awe and surprise, staring at the sudden Genin who had out of nowhere just knocked out their head honcho in the most daring and fearless manner they'd ever seen. Would they allow fear to take over and prevent them from taking action? Or would they rush towards the attacker with the same eagerness as their leader attempted to do?
IC: With the Chuunin exams just a bare few days away, Yasu decided there was still some much needed training to do. He did not hesitate to dedicate the day to such a productive task, although... once he did so, he was not sure how exactly to do it. To most ninjas, merely heading to the training ground to target practice or exercise was amongst the regular choices, but... Yasu was not most ninjas. He had always opted for alternative ways to improve himself, ever since he was forced to live on the streets, and having realized that real survival will always do better than training in a safe and controlled environment. And speaking of the subject, the more crime-infested areas that he had spent an entire year making a living in were exactly where he was currently heading... for surely, he would be able to find a worthy fight there. Exactly what he was looking for.
So after a while, Yasu was already entering the poverty-struck parts of the city. They weren't anything too extraordinary, just the average for a poor neighborhood, yet it was still not a sight one was used to witness. Homeless people, trash spread around, and questionable businesses were all a common occurrence, but this nevertheless did not bother the Genin that much. He was already well aware that not everybody had the currency to live a wealthy live, and that those few had to do anything in order to survive. And besides... he was here, because he had a goal in mind. And it would surely not take long for an opportunity to present itself. It was getting dark and late, and such times like these were when most of the criminal crooks inhabited the streets more abundantly, often performing the dirty, corrupted activities they were so fond of doing for the sake of survival, fun, profit, or all combined. At one point in his life, the youngster had been grown used to seeing this, and attempt to do his best to stay out of trouble. He has learned the hard way, that doing so is more often than not the exact opposite of what one can possibly do.
A smile formed on Yasu's face; an old group of friends was just passing by, at which they met, talked, and caught up on with small chat. He had not seen them for a while, so he took a few minutes of his time to spend with them. He told them how he had managed to graduate out of the Academy, and that he was even to participate in the upcoming Chuunin Exams, the others needless to say surprised at how early he was attempting to move up in the world.
But then, suddenly, they all went quiet. As a group of thugs were passing by, Yasu's friends immediately moved out of the road as to make way for them, clearly intimidated. On the front of said group was a large man with a long beard. "Who are those?" Yasu asked casually, arching an eyebrow. "You better keep out of their way. Ever since they took up a large part of the Opium trade, they've been growing a lot in power around these parts."
At this, the Genin merely chuckled, before moving away in the direction of the group, much to his friends surprise. "Hey, you!" He fearlessly addressed the gang. The large man in the front, clearly the leader, turned around, focusing his attention on the provoker. "Behind every fat crook, there is hope." "Wha-..." The thug asked, clearly becoming more and more hostile towards Yasu by the second, the latter smirking confidently. The two stared at each other for a while, before the Genin finally spoke. "No seriously, get out of the way."
The man, at this point, lost his nerve, and swung a powerful right hook towards Yasu. The latter quickly moved to his left as he raised his arm, narrowly blocking the hit before stepping back. "Woah there, big guy! I'm not your wife!" He further taunted, at which the attacker's frustration continued to grow. This was his plan all along, he wanted for the man to attack with as much fury as possible, so that he could train his skills at dodging as best as he could. So without too much of an hesitation, the attacker once again rushed towards the youngster, sending a barrage of punches towards him, at which Yasu attempted to dodge as much as possible. At first, a hit or two managed to land, although it took merely moments before the Genin began to adapt to the combat at hand, and notice the patterns in the thug's attacks. This went on for a while, with Yasu holding himself back as to not throw any counter-attacks, and develop his reflexes.
Finally, after he believed he had accomplished quite a rather improvement, he sent his knee up to the man's groin, followed by a powerful punch to his jaw. The thug fell square on the ground. The remaining members of the group stood there in awe and surprise, staring at the sudden Genin who had out of nowhere just knocked out their head honcho in the most daring and fearless manner they'd ever seen. Would they allow fear to take over and prevent them from taking action? Or would they rush towards the attacker with the same eagerness as their leader attempted to do?