1 A new beginning of hatred (Training/Mitsuo) Wed Nov 13, 2013 5:26 pm
Kenzan
D-rank
After all his time spent protecting and helping different individuals at the Namahage Festival, it was all finally over. Kenzan had no more point into helping people, it made him seem all girly from the outside in his mind. So, he wanted to get more intact with his cold-hearted nature that he had been dying to make explode with massive rage. Not only this but he wanted to get much more stronger. If he didn't eventually get stronger, it would end up in him being weak towards his enemies. There were many ways for one to train at a common speed, but Guyana had chosen a certain strong individual to help him become stronger down the path. This individual had defeated strong missing ninjas, but is now an Robin. Surely, it took the masked man days to gather such valuable information, even get in contact with this person. Because of this, he wanted to make the training secretice, for no one would expect a single thing then. His name had been Hiruzen Hiroshi, and he didn't have time to mess around from the looks of it. Of course Kansan had no time to play around either, but inside he would be bursting with excitement, wondering how the marvelous training would go. All excitement and mystery sadly had to be contained within, as he would began packing up supplies he would need for his training. Grabbing various items that he may need, and he certainly knew the training wouldn't be easy. Now that Mitsuo was a Ronin, who knew what he would do? Curious of the outcome of the training, Guyana took a quick bite of a sand which he made and headed out of his dark cave filled with bats and other things...
Walking down from the huge mountain he had stayed at, he admired the view of the beautiful sky and the birds that would fly above. Flowers would silently shake as the cool breeze brushed against his skin. Everything was perfect, not one that was wrong about the training he was about to have from his perspective. Kenzan had picked to train at the Fissure Training Grounds. The Fissure Training Grounds were perfect for training his Taijutsu within the deadly cracks within the ground. A great surface indeed it was, which may give Kenzan an upper hand. If not, at least a chance to lay a strike. Close enough to the Fissure Training Grounds, he ad noticed that no one was there, which was there. This meant that Mitsuo maybe was running a tad late. Putting his stuff on the ground, he looked for a comfortable rock to lay his head on. Yes indeed he found one, and let the sun overwhelm his face, as he would wait for Matsuo to appear.
Training Taijutsu: D>C
WC: 469/1500
Walking down from the huge mountain he had stayed at, he admired the view of the beautiful sky and the birds that would fly above. Flowers would silently shake as the cool breeze brushed against his skin. Everything was perfect, not one that was wrong about the training he was about to have from his perspective. Kenzan had picked to train at the Fissure Training Grounds. The Fissure Training Grounds were perfect for training his Taijutsu within the deadly cracks within the ground. A great surface indeed it was, which may give Kenzan an upper hand. If not, at least a chance to lay a strike. Close enough to the Fissure Training Grounds, he ad noticed that no one was there, which was there. This meant that Mitsuo maybe was running a tad late. Putting his stuff on the ground, he looked for a comfortable rock to lay his head on. Yes indeed he found one, and let the sun overwhelm his face, as he would wait for Matsuo to appear.
Training Taijutsu: D>C
WC: 469/1500