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Training Day {NK, OPEN} Sun Mar 26, 2017 10:52 pm
Mako
D-rank
Mako woke up bright and early this Saturday morning, the sun was warm and there was a cool breeze in that rolled through the mountains. The smell of rain from the night before filled the home of the Misora boy, and the boy took in a deep breath taking in the moist air like a refreshing drink. Proceeding with his normal routine; shower, brush teeth, wash face, floss your teeth, wear clean underwear. Okay, the clean underwear part was a must, it wouldn't be very appealing to wear the same underwear. But, the boy wasn't much of gentlemen, though, he could have his chivalrous moments. Doing a few stretches before he got dressed, and knew nothing was wrong with keeping his body loose. He removed his usual attire from his closet and made sure to pack an extra change of clothing in his backpack. Staying ready for the unexpected was his specialty, and on a day like this anything could happen.
Mako was preparing to leave the Misora home for the day as he exchanged a few words with his mother, but was given a menacing glare once he peered around her bedroom door. The sun was extremely bright today as the boy took note of the thin clouds that loomed over the village. Whistling a melodious tune once he opened the front door, the tone echoed throughout the boy's neighborhood, reaching all the way into the sky where hi Nimbus Cloud would find him. The boy patted the soft yellow tuft of cloud, as it swept the boy off his feet.
Flying through the skies he'd spotted a nice spot near a deep valley, and it was a pretty decent place to do some training for today. Though upon his arrival he hadn't noticed that there was some sort of mural. It was a small wooden shrine complimented by blue orchids, blooming in the background with a burning incense. It must've been a shrine of some sorts, but the incense was fresh, meaning someone had been here not too long ago before he arrived. The child was just a little too young to understand the purpose of such things, and it made no sense to him why people do such things. It wasn't like the dead would just awaken one day to thank the people who built the shrines or give the keeper of these shrines some type of incentive. "How lame."
Surrounded all about were small mountains, and many creatures roamed about the plain. It was blissful as if this is how the world was meant to be, and so the boy began by relaxing himself, letting out a light toot from his behind. The boy blushed before looking around as he pardoned himself, now focusing on relaxing this time, the silver-haired child began drawing on his chakra. Though he'd admit that it may not have been the safest thing to do here, seeing how last time he drew on his chakra he turned himself into a human lightning rod. The boy still could remember the exact number of times he was struck, and it just the thought of it caused him to shudder. Once he felt he retained the ideal amount of focus, he would start with training his Raiton abilities once again. Last time things were cut short, but the boy was well aware of what to do now. Needing to scale back the amount of chakra he used, and slowly build it up, rather than let loose all at once.
"I think I'm actually starting to get the hang of this," the boy said with a cheeky smile eyes filled with excitement.
Bouncing lightly about on his toes he would throw punches, in a one-two pattern, as a way to work up the static build up in his body. There was plenty of opportunities to take advantage of a good training situation, and the boy had always yearned for a partner to partake in sparring with. It was tough to say such a thing, but it was hard not having anyone around to play with. While most would tell him that training should always be taken serious, he was still just a child all in the same, and of course, anything would bore a child without someone to interact with. It was still unlikely that anyone would be in the vicinity anymore, though unless someone with a greater skill or maybe equal was simply observing from afar. Which in that case the boy would maybe need to stay on his guard, as he wasn't necessarily fond of the wildlife in this area either.
TWC: 785
Mako was preparing to leave the Misora home for the day as he exchanged a few words with his mother, but was given a menacing glare once he peered around her bedroom door. The sun was extremely bright today as the boy took note of the thin clouds that loomed over the village. Whistling a melodious tune once he opened the front door, the tone echoed throughout the boy's neighborhood, reaching all the way into the sky where hi Nimbus Cloud would find him. The boy patted the soft yellow tuft of cloud, as it swept the boy off his feet.
Flying through the skies he'd spotted a nice spot near a deep valley, and it was a pretty decent place to do some training for today. Though upon his arrival he hadn't noticed that there was some sort of mural. It was a small wooden shrine complimented by blue orchids, blooming in the background with a burning incense. It must've been a shrine of some sorts, but the incense was fresh, meaning someone had been here not too long ago before he arrived. The child was just a little too young to understand the purpose of such things, and it made no sense to him why people do such things. It wasn't like the dead would just awaken one day to thank the people who built the shrines or give the keeper of these shrines some type of incentive. "How lame."
Surrounded all about were small mountains, and many creatures roamed about the plain. It was blissful as if this is how the world was meant to be, and so the boy began by relaxing himself, letting out a light toot from his behind. The boy blushed before looking around as he pardoned himself, now focusing on relaxing this time, the silver-haired child began drawing on his chakra. Though he'd admit that it may not have been the safest thing to do here, seeing how last time he drew on his chakra he turned himself into a human lightning rod. The boy still could remember the exact number of times he was struck, and it just the thought of it caused him to shudder. Once he felt he retained the ideal amount of focus, he would start with training his Raiton abilities once again. Last time things were cut short, but the boy was well aware of what to do now. Needing to scale back the amount of chakra he used, and slowly build it up, rather than let loose all at once.
"I think I'm actually starting to get the hang of this," the boy said with a cheeky smile eyes filled with excitement.
Bouncing lightly about on his toes he would throw punches, in a one-two pattern, as a way to work up the static build up in his body. There was plenty of opportunities to take advantage of a good training situation, and the boy had always yearned for a partner to partake in sparring with. It was tough to say such a thing, but it was hard not having anyone around to play with. While most would tell him that training should always be taken serious, he was still just a child all in the same, and of course, anything would bore a child without someone to interact with. It was still unlikely that anyone would be in the vicinity anymore, though unless someone with a greater skill or maybe equal was simply observing from afar. Which in that case the boy would maybe need to stay on his guard, as he wasn't necessarily fond of the wildlife in this area either.
TWC: 785
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