1 Training in a new place [Training] [Shibirin/Invite] Tue Feb 26, 2013 10:07 am
Strafe Aisu
D-rank
Strafe could not believe his eyes. He walked slowly across the training grounds, looking at the various landmarks around him. Iwagakure was completely different than Kiri in a lot of ways. He couldn't help but be excited about training in a new place like this. It was definitely going to be a fun experience for the young Genin.
He walked over towards a small area of rocks. The landscape was mostly barren, besides the occasional ninja training random jutsu. Strafe wandered over a spot where he was alone, making sure that no one could see him. "I can't let anyone see me train this jutsu." He said looking around one last time to make sure. He was training the Hidden Mist Jutsu after all.
The Hidden Mist Jutsu had been in Kiri for as long as it has been around. It was a signature jutsu that was kept secret to those in Kirigakure. It was quite an advantage to have in battle, which was the exact reason why Strafe wanted to perfect it before the tournament begins. Doing so would give him a huge advantage over his opponent.
He slowly walked over to the rocks, setting his personal belongings down. He looked around him one last time, which was more than being paranoid. He put his hands together in the tiger symbol, which wasn't required, but made it easier on him to focus. "Water Style: Hidden Mist Jutsu!" He stated, swiftly covering the small area in a fog.
The fog wasn't nearly as thick as it could be, as this was just training. He just wanted to make sure that he knew the jutsu well enough for battle. He couldn't be to careful when it came to a fight with ninja he had never met before. It's not that Strafe wasn't confident in his abilities. He knew he was strong and could hold his own, he just wanted to convince everyone else of it.
With the fog now up, Strafe decide to make sure all of his basic skills were up to par in it. He was used to mist, because of his living in an area covered in it. However, he wanted to make sure that he was just as accurate if he created it. He pulled out a kunai and aimed at the middle of the rock in front of him. It was 10 meters in distance, which should be perfect. He took aim and released it, sending it hurtling through the air. It met the rock with a clang and fell to the floor.
"Just as expected." Strafe said with a grin growing on his face "A bulls eye." He said as he walked over to the kunai and picked it up. He put it back in his pouch, looking around at the fog. He decided to move to the final step of his training. He wanted to see how much he could adjust the mist itself. His hands once again moved to the tiger symbol.
Strafe stood there, focused on the task at hand. The fog around him grew thicker and thicker, making Strafe smile as he forced himself to concentrate, despite wanting to dance in celebration. He then started to decrease the thickness of the fog. Not that he would do that in battle, he just wanted to prove to himself that he could do it. Using his incredible chakra control, he slowly decreased the fog until it disappeared.
Being a medical ninja had many perks, and one of those was that you were accustomed to extreme chakra control. It made adjusting the effects of simple jutsu easier for a ninja. He never once regretted his dream of being the greatest medical ninja the world has known. He was getting closer, slowly buy surely, to his dream and this was the next step.
Strafe chuckled as he realized that he was lost in thought again. He turned around to the items sitting on the rocks. He picked up his things, thinking of his next jutsu as he did so. Maybe he was too excited about something so simple. It was just a tournament after all. Then again, when had Strafe ever just took a mission easy. it went against his nature.
He looked around one more time before he started walking back in the direction he came from. He wanted to rest and make sure that he had plenty of chakra and stamina for his first match. He was going to win, after all.
He walked over towards a small area of rocks. The landscape was mostly barren, besides the occasional ninja training random jutsu. Strafe wandered over a spot where he was alone, making sure that no one could see him. "I can't let anyone see me train this jutsu." He said looking around one last time to make sure. He was training the Hidden Mist Jutsu after all.
The Hidden Mist Jutsu had been in Kiri for as long as it has been around. It was a signature jutsu that was kept secret to those in Kirigakure. It was quite an advantage to have in battle, which was the exact reason why Strafe wanted to perfect it before the tournament begins. Doing so would give him a huge advantage over his opponent.
He slowly walked over to the rocks, setting his personal belongings down. He looked around him one last time, which was more than being paranoid. He put his hands together in the tiger symbol, which wasn't required, but made it easier on him to focus. "Water Style: Hidden Mist Jutsu!" He stated, swiftly covering the small area in a fog.
The fog wasn't nearly as thick as it could be, as this was just training. He just wanted to make sure that he knew the jutsu well enough for battle. He couldn't be to careful when it came to a fight with ninja he had never met before. It's not that Strafe wasn't confident in his abilities. He knew he was strong and could hold his own, he just wanted to convince everyone else of it.
With the fog now up, Strafe decide to make sure all of his basic skills were up to par in it. He was used to mist, because of his living in an area covered in it. However, he wanted to make sure that he was just as accurate if he created it. He pulled out a kunai and aimed at the middle of the rock in front of him. It was 10 meters in distance, which should be perfect. He took aim and released it, sending it hurtling through the air. It met the rock with a clang and fell to the floor.
"Just as expected." Strafe said with a grin growing on his face "A bulls eye." He said as he walked over to the kunai and picked it up. He put it back in his pouch, looking around at the fog. He decided to move to the final step of his training. He wanted to see how much he could adjust the mist itself. His hands once again moved to the tiger symbol.
Strafe stood there, focused on the task at hand. The fog around him grew thicker and thicker, making Strafe smile as he forced himself to concentrate, despite wanting to dance in celebration. He then started to decrease the thickness of the fog. Not that he would do that in battle, he just wanted to prove to himself that he could do it. Using his incredible chakra control, he slowly decreased the fog until it disappeared.
Being a medical ninja had many perks, and one of those was that you were accustomed to extreme chakra control. It made adjusting the effects of simple jutsu easier for a ninja. He never once regretted his dream of being the greatest medical ninja the world has known. He was getting closer, slowly buy surely, to his dream and this was the next step.
Strafe chuckled as he realized that he was lost in thought again. He turned around to the items sitting on the rocks. He picked up his things, thinking of his next jutsu as he did so. Maybe he was too excited about something so simple. It was just a tournament after all. Then again, when had Strafe ever just took a mission easy. it went against his nature.
He looked around one more time before he started walking back in the direction he came from. He wanted to rest and make sure that he had plenty of chakra and stamina for his first match. He was going to win, after all.
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