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Mikito was walking along behind the Otokage and his direct entourage, the children following close behind him as he they all headed along their way, the time passing by in a reletive silence, save the chatter coming from the front between Chishio and Senkyo, who seemed, despite Senkyo's apparent exasperation with the woman, to be good company.

The Jounin didn't speak much as the six chosen followed in his wake, his silence seeming to clear the air of any need to speak at the back of the envoy, his temper clearly ready to spring at the first sign of noise.



Even Yokijo, with his rather rambuncious personality, seemed to be keeping silent...even if it seemed to be paining. "Tssssh...man...this guy...I'll bet I could take him on..."

"You say something kid?" Mikito's tone was actually surprising casual, despite his distempered scowl, as though he just generally looked that way.

"U-uh...no..." he'd apparently learned his lesson concerning his superiors back at the classroom.

Kina was the first to break the silence, smiling at the other three.



"So, you three were chosen as well. I guess I'm not surprised. Yuzuki-sensei did seem partial to us."



Mido looked at her as though she was insane. Partly for thinking that that guy had actually shown favor to ANYONE, and secondly for breaking the silence so blatantly.

As predicted, Mikito turned round his head, his intense eyes meeting those of the girl as he narrowed them, as though inspecting her. He seemed, however, to detect something about the girl, something that apparently finding had been his reason for looking back. He seemed confirmed of something now, turning his eyes back to the front again all without a word, permitting them to speak as she wished.

"Were you all picked up by one of the knights as well? I was surprised when lady Chishio appeared so suddenly." the rather laid back girl noted with a smile.

Mido seemed to strike a look of love struck daze even at the mention of the woman, staring ahead to the where she was walking alongside the Kage's palanquin and Senkyo.

The procession continued on for a time, chatter more notable between the students as Mikito's unspoken call for silence was proved imaginary. Their apparent guardian for the journey seemed to be rather unresponsive in general, in fact, merely walking ahead of them looking around periodically.

That was, until the somewhat labored breaths of a petit figure behind him reached his ears. The Otobe had apparently noticed it before he did, but only Mikito turned round, a flicker of something ressembling concern behind his eyes. "Hey...kid. You alright?"

Kina, having been walking in stride with them all, looked slightly tired, but waved it aside. "I'm fine...it's noting."

But the gruff Jounin didn't seem to believe her, his feet coming to a halt, the rest of the procession having taken note of the exchange given their in-born advanced sense of hearing. He turned round and faced the girl with a rather pestered look on his face. "You...come here."

The girl seemed surprised by the request, her gentle, normally indifferent face, turning innocent, before complying, walking to stand directly in front of him.

Mikito took no ceromony in actually grabbing the girl's face and prying open one eye, as though to look at it more closely. He wasn't nearly as rough as one might have supposed however, leaving the girl merely confused rather than harmed. "Hn...these iris's...this sheen around them..." he frowned. "So...you are a Maboroshi." he released the girl, Kina falling mellow once more.

"Yes, sir."

Mikito seemed angry about something, but, rather than continuing to speak to the girl, turned to look at the Otokage. "Hey, Lord Otokage, you didn't say this girl was a Maboroshi."

Orikami looked back from his seat with a rather unperturbed smile. "Oh? Did I need too?"

Mikito looked even more annoyed. "Freakin hell, she's just a kid! Maboroshi are born weak, she hasn't had enough time to train herself out of it. She won't be able to take all this heavy walking." It took one a moment to realize that the man was actually mad on Kina's behalf.

Orikami seemed surprised by this, as though he hadn't known that. "Ah, is that so? I apologize. I wasn't aware. Do you need a chance to rest young lady?"

Kina began to shake her head, but Mikito cut her off. "Yes." he answered for her stubbornly.

Orikami chuckled. "Very well, let us rest for a while." the officer,s at his word, led them off to the side of the road, setting the palanquin down, Orikami himself giving another laugh. "Softest are the hearts of the hard, they say. Hm hm."

As the envoy halted for a time, Mikito led the students off to the side of the road as well, insisting that Kina sit down and rest before turning to the others. "Alright, since you kiddo's are just going to be sitting around for a while...you may as well take this chance to get something done. You all can each go about some individual training exercises while I have Chishio look over this one here. Just don't wander off alright, in a bit I'll call you all back and we can...introduce ourselves to one another. Clear?" he didn't wait a reply. "Alright then...keep busy." he turned back to Kina, Chishio coming from around the front of the envoy, despite the young Maboroshi's insistence that she was fine...

It seemed the students were given a bit of free training time for the moment... it was easy to notice Orikami watching them all out of the corner of his eye with mild interest.

Urza was ready to continue as her body tapped the ground. She flexed her abdominal muscles and exhaled her breath as she lifted her armored body off the ground. Once more she found herself unable to completely touch her hands and had to call the crunch a failure. What a waste of energy, Urza thought to herself, If I had just followed through to the very end I would be that much closer to being done. Urza was starting to get upset with herself. After what had happened during the push-ups she couldn't let failure slip by her so easily any more. She had to be tougher on herself to ensure that everything was being done as it was supposed to be.

Urza still angry at herself attempted another crunch, but once more found herself unable to reach all the way to the top. Frustration was raising up in Urza. She was not doing well enough. She needed to be perfect and she was falling very short from it. Urza thought on it for a moment and decided maybe it was best for her to take a short rest and cool her head a bit. After all she was getting all worked up from her worry of Kina's safety. Urza was letting it affect her to much, and she had to start conditioning her temperament.

Urza rolled onto her knees and bowed her head. She tried to clear her mind of everything but the sound of her own breath, but even that sound was making her angry. Why was it so heavy already. She had done three crunches. The more Urza thought about her physical condition the more it made her angry. Urza tried everything she could think of to calm herself down but everything she did just made her more and more upset over her failure. Her anger finally reached a boiling point.

Urza slammed her fist into the ground. The pain hurt but it helped her clear her mind of anger. This training was going to test Urza more then just physically. This was going to be a test about whether she had what it took to keep her emotions in check and get through her task. Urza didn't have time to be angry, nor did she have anything truly to be angry about. Her friend would be fine and if she kept working at it she would get done with this task shortly. So putting anger aside Urza rolled back onto her back and got ready to perform another crunch. This time... This time she would have it.

Urza was fueled with determination and drive this time around. She would get her heavy body off the ground and touch her legs if it was the last thing she did. Listening to her breathing Urza waited for the right time. She inhaled and exhaled feeling her muscles tense and twitch in anticipation. Finally with a mighty heave of her chest Urza raised herself touching her hands to her knees. "Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice." Urza picked her verse for herself this time. As she said it she could feel all her rage subside and a warmth grow over her again. She now knew this to the spiritual side of chakra, but it was so inviting she forgot for the moment it was a force of her own creation.


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Lvl. 2
Hp: 14/22
MHp: 18/18
Cp: 18/18
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Constitution training
Crunches
Dc: 11
Formula d20 + Con Mod (+1)
DC Fail: -1 hp
4/10
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp

Urza sat up and crossed her legs, folding her hands in her lap. Closing her eyes she decided to meditate on her thoughts and let her body heal. Urza thought first about her homeland. She wondered what her old friends were up to. If any of them were still training to be guards of the Chantry. Or maybe some of them took off on grand adventures just as she had. She wished she could send them the smell of this air. They would never believe how fresh it was. Compared to the muddy air and smell of city it would seem like a Godsend.

Urza than thought on herself. Where was her future headed. What goals did she need to accomplish? And what had been shaping her thus?

Ursa thought first on the future. The future held wonders she could not even dare dream of yet. Here she was with a band of fools and kings to a land far beyond the horizon. She heard at one point they would have to cross on boat. Urza hated the sea, it had always made her sad, and travel on it almost always made her sick. Urza was now more constitutionally sound than she was back than, but she still dreaded the idea of the waves pushing her about. No, Urza liked walking. The land had never done her wrong.

Urza then thought on her goals. Urza wanted to become stronger. Mentally, physically, and spiritually. She had always said how she wanted to be the shield for her friends, but what did that mean. Urza pondered this for a moment. To her it meant being able to stand in front of any force and let it gain no ground. It meant putting herself between and harm and her friends. But how would she get there? Urza thought again of her homeland. Knights specialized in different forms of weapons combat. Which one of those would provide for her friends the most support? Whatever path she chose to walk she still had to become stronger. But she also had to become quicker. It mattered little how strong she was if she did not have the speed to rescue someone in time.

And Lastly Urza thought about what had shaped her up to this point. This was the most easy to think on because she was surrounded by it now. Friends, and people she cared about. Even if she didn't know them, they still shaped her to be the person she wished to be for them. She was shaped by the world, and in turn wanted nothing more than to protect it. To give it her life, as it had given her its. Urza opened her eyes, it was time to finish this training once and for all.

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Lvl. 2
Hp: 17/22
MHp: 18/18
Cp: 18/18
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Constitution training
Crunches
Dc: 11
Formula d20 + Con Mod (+1)
DC Fail: -1 hp
7/10
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp

Urza felt the fire in her soul and wanted to feed it. She wanted to give it all she had. So without hesitation Urza performed another crunch. She touched her hands to her knees and began lowering herself down, "Though he slay me, yet will I hope in him; I will surely defend my ways to his face ." However, she had been hasty in her execution. And had slightly tweaked her back again. She felt it pull and pound as she moved and gingerly she attempted to relieve the pain by pulling against it slightly.

To Urza's dismay it did not work, and her back was now in worse shape that it was but a few moments ago. She would have no choice but to rest it for a moment and then try again and hope that the pain has subsided. For the moment Urza lay on her back with her arms and legs outstretched like a star. She basked in the sunlight of the day and listened for the sounds of nature. Birds or insects chirping, wind running through grass, leaves being rustled. All of it put a smile on Urza's face. If she was glad to be doing training anywhere, she was glad it was here.

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Lvl. 2
Hp: 14/22
MHp: 18/18
Cp: 18/18
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Constitution training
Crunches
Dc: 11
Formula d20 + Con Mod (+1)
DC Fail: -1 hp
9/10
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp

Alucard Loung Witsun
lvl 2 Hp: 16, Cp: 16, MHp: 22

After a few minutes of stretching Alucard looked over at Urza. "Want to spare?" Alucard asked as their previous engagement of sparing was interrupted. Alucard had taken his shirt and coat off again as he wore only his pants and shoes again. Alucard's tattoo shown brightly again as it was a very strange symbol on his back. To Alucard it was his duty to take vengeance out on his uncle by training as much as he could and show that he himself is better than being a servant to a very wicked man. Spitting the toothpick out of his mouth Alucard got into a fighting position as he was about 2 arms length away from Urza waiting to see for the first move again. Analizing Urza, Alucard waited for her to get ready, and to take her sword off. Only so that it wont come out during their sparring match.

Urza looked over to Alucard. Their last spar had gotten interrupted due to Senkyo's announcement that they would be headed on the trip they were currently on. She seemed to feel fine from her previous training so she accepted. The young Knight removed her sword and placed it on the ground nearer to the caravan. Urza took her spot across from Alucard and once more saluted him, her first over her chest and her head bowed slightly, "Maker watch over this battle." Urza raised her fists once more as she prepared to pick up where the two had left off last time.

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Lvl. 2
Hp: 22/22
MHp: 18/18
Cp: 18/18
Melee Attack: +4
Dodge: 1
Damage: 1-6 + Str. (+2) = 3-8
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((Damage between 3-8 ))