1 Zephyr [Syekren | Training] Fri Dec 13, 2013 8:17 pm
Daraku
D-rank
Daraku's dreams were somewhat peaceful, so he started the morning off in a nice mood. He was eating breakfast as he remembered that there was a training session scheduled today with Syekren. He'd arranged the whole thing a few days ago but he had completely forgotten up until that moment. It brought his mood down just a tad, because he was still sore from yesterday's training. He had gotten stabbed and broken a few ribs, so it was understandable that he was...reluctant to jump right back into the game. But alas, he couldn't cancel now, and it surely wouldn't be all that bad? As far as Daraku remembered, it was to be Wind Release training, and so hopefully he wouldn't get stabbed in the stomach. He prepared accordingly, putting on his armor and his Aoi Bara cloak and fixing his hair. He strapped on Nisebi, Kage no Ken, and Hikō, said his farewell to his family, and headed out towards the Cemetery.
Why had Daraku chosen such a macabre and unusual place to train? The question was rather, why not? The cemetery was the only place in Sunagakure that wasn't covered in sand; it was an actual solid plot of land where bodies were buried, and so it would be, if anything, a more orthodox area to train in terms of battlefield. He kept his eyes focused on the ground as he walked over it, thinking in depth about everything. He still hadn't met the Kazekage and he'd been in Sunagakure for nearly a month. It felt...like a stagnant space. He woke up, did paperwork for the clan, maybe exercised or traineda little, and went to bed, and the cycle only repeated itself again the next day, and the next, and the next. He needed excitement, adventure, or he would die of boredom. But he couldn't just leave the clan, not without mending relations with Suna and ensuring their stability. And what of the Aoi Bara? He hadn't talked to Tsuyo since he left the Mansion.
The blonde ninja arrived at the cemetery within minutes, as it wasn't that far from the castle. He saw immediately that Syekren hadn't gotten there just yet, so he found a seat atop a tombstone and sat on it, being sure not to step on the grave itself as he hoisted himself up to it. He got into a comfortable position on the stone and unsheathed Nisebi, keeping it in front of himself and looking up and down the blade's length. He wondered how long the training to last...based on how long it took to learn Suiton, it would be a long time, and even longer if Syekren had a hard time mastering such a precise element as Fūton. "Let's see how Syekren handles himself...it'll be an educational experience for both of us." he said to himself, quietly. Uchiha versus Ishido, a training session for the ages.
Why had Daraku chosen such a macabre and unusual place to train? The question was rather, why not? The cemetery was the only place in Sunagakure that wasn't covered in sand; it was an actual solid plot of land where bodies were buried, and so it would be, if anything, a more orthodox area to train in terms of battlefield. He kept his eyes focused on the ground as he walked over it, thinking in depth about everything. He still hadn't met the Kazekage and he'd been in Sunagakure for nearly a month. It felt...like a stagnant space. He woke up, did paperwork for the clan, maybe exercised or traineda little, and went to bed, and the cycle only repeated itself again the next day, and the next, and the next. He needed excitement, adventure, or he would die of boredom. But he couldn't just leave the clan, not without mending relations with Suna and ensuring their stability. And what of the Aoi Bara? He hadn't talked to Tsuyo since he left the Mansion.
The blonde ninja arrived at the cemetery within minutes, as it wasn't that far from the castle. He saw immediately that Syekren hadn't gotten there just yet, so he found a seat atop a tombstone and sat on it, being sure not to step on the grave itself as he hoisted himself up to it. He got into a comfortable position on the stone and unsheathed Nisebi, keeping it in front of himself and looking up and down the blade's length. He wondered how long the training to last...based on how long it took to learn Suiton, it would be a long time, and even longer if Syekren had a hard time mastering such a precise element as Fūton. "Let's see how Syekren handles himself...it'll be an educational experience for both of us." he said to himself, quietly. Uchiha versus Ishido, a training session for the ages.
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- Training Creation Rebirth (S-Rank Jutsu)
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