1 Red Finger (Chiaki) Tue Mar 12, 2019 4:01 pm
Akaneya
C-rank
The day had started like many before it, with no mission and no clear goal set for the day. This was never an obstacle for Akaneya, for she always knew what to do when nobody was asking anything of her. She bettered herself, however she could. It was a matter of both mind and body, fitness of both being required. Not just her muscles, but her jutsu, and not just her jutsu, but her spirit.
Standing in the open training field, having chosen by deliberate decision to use one that was quite empty of all types of people, she looked over the various exercises that lay ahead of her. Posts, ladders, rocks, a pond, and a whole lot of empty sand and dirt. It was time to begin.
Stepping onto the water, directing chakra to her feet for the sake of standing atop it, the first and simplest exercise was an easy balancing trick. Standing atop the wet field, she cautiously raised one leg back while leaning forward, her arms spread out. While not the most graceful technique per se, she'd known it to be a highly effective method of practicing balance. The added chakra to her feet to stand atop water increased the risk of failure and helped her focus on the flow of her chakra while balancing. It was, in essence, a two-fold exercise. In due time, she let her leg down and switched, lasting the same amount on the other leg. Indeed, it was a perfect balance of balancing.
Once this was finished, she stepped off the water and calmly made her way to the throwing range. Standing at the far end, she observed the wooden target ahead. Pulling her single kunai from her pouch, she lined up the shot and threw with a great ferocity. The knife found its mark with a loud thud as it bore itself into the wooden post. Blinking a couple of times, she corrected her stance and walked over to retrieve the kunai, before making the exact same throw to the exact same thud and the exact same retrieval. Fine, kunai training was done for now.
Next, the senbon. Throwing one needle to the wooden post ahead and hitting the target, she threw the next to a nearby tree, and the third to a further tree. Testing her capabilities, seeing if the hard-to-see needles had landed as planned, she cast her jutsu to make them all ring quite loudly. With the sound of wind chimes, it was easy to tell that each had independently hit its mark from the distortion of sound over distance.
It was a fairly routine exercise, but it was necessary to ensure continued success and capability. In due time, more physical exercises would begin. For now, though, it seemed to be all weapon play.
Taking out her flute and playing her melody, she sensed her surroundings. The faint distortions of the senbon nearby, and even the holes carved into the wooden posts, became as clear as if they had been seen. Ever honing her perception and her abilities in that field, this brief interlude between training types was fairly typical. It was rare that the fields were so quiet and empty, that they could be appreciated in such a manner. Might as well take advantage of the situation, as any good ninja must do on their missions.
When this was over, and all was said and done, she went around collecting the belled senbon from each place. After that, she began to test out various striking techniques on the wooden post. With kunai in hand, all means of stabbing, slashing, and hacking was commenced. It was time to get a little bit more physical.
Standing in the open training field, having chosen by deliberate decision to use one that was quite empty of all types of people, she looked over the various exercises that lay ahead of her. Posts, ladders, rocks, a pond, and a whole lot of empty sand and dirt. It was time to begin.
Stepping onto the water, directing chakra to her feet for the sake of standing atop it, the first and simplest exercise was an easy balancing trick. Standing atop the wet field, she cautiously raised one leg back while leaning forward, her arms spread out. While not the most graceful technique per se, she'd known it to be a highly effective method of practicing balance. The added chakra to her feet to stand atop water increased the risk of failure and helped her focus on the flow of her chakra while balancing. It was, in essence, a two-fold exercise. In due time, she let her leg down and switched, lasting the same amount on the other leg. Indeed, it was a perfect balance of balancing.
Once this was finished, she stepped off the water and calmly made her way to the throwing range. Standing at the far end, she observed the wooden target ahead. Pulling her single kunai from her pouch, she lined up the shot and threw with a great ferocity. The knife found its mark with a loud thud as it bore itself into the wooden post. Blinking a couple of times, she corrected her stance and walked over to retrieve the kunai, before making the exact same throw to the exact same thud and the exact same retrieval. Fine, kunai training was done for now.
Next, the senbon. Throwing one needle to the wooden post ahead and hitting the target, she threw the next to a nearby tree, and the third to a further tree. Testing her capabilities, seeing if the hard-to-see needles had landed as planned, she cast her jutsu to make them all ring quite loudly. With the sound of wind chimes, it was easy to tell that each had independently hit its mark from the distortion of sound over distance.
It was a fairly routine exercise, but it was necessary to ensure continued success and capability. In due time, more physical exercises would begin. For now, though, it seemed to be all weapon play.
Taking out her flute and playing her melody, she sensed her surroundings. The faint distortions of the senbon nearby, and even the holes carved into the wooden posts, became as clear as if they had been seen. Ever honing her perception and her abilities in that field, this brief interlude between training types was fairly typical. It was rare that the fields were so quiet and empty, that they could be appreciated in such a manner. Might as well take advantage of the situation, as any good ninja must do on their missions.
When this was over, and all was said and done, she went around collecting the belled senbon from each place. After that, she began to test out various striking techniques on the wooden post. With kunai in hand, all means of stabbing, slashing, and hacking was commenced. It was time to get a little bit more physical.