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Takara tried to take the figure she already had and make another figure. What she forgot to think about, though, was the fact that she did not know how to do such a thing. She paused for a moment to shift her legs before continuing. As she continued to mess with it, she knew that it was going nowhere. Annoyed, she slipped her fingers out of the string and threw it at the ground.

DC: 10
Formula: 8 + 1 = 9
Train: 4/6
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Takara slowly and carefuly wove her fingers in and out of the string. If she was careful enough, this would be her last time doing it. Kami, she thought, I hate this game. She glared at the strings. Finally, she came up with a figure. She untangled her hands quickly and jumped up. Her legs were sore from sitting on the dirt ground. She dusted her legs off and wondered what she would do next.

DC: 10
Formula: 9 + 1 = 10
Train: 6/6
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(@ possible21: my messenger froze up tell steven that it may cut off on him and your gonna have to resend the pic)

Mizu only made it to two when she started began to feel the effect of the push-ups wearing her down; Mizu darted to the ground once again in the in the tired pose of failure. “This is sad, what’s worst is I’m still only getting started.” Mizu whispered to herself hoping she could go longer next time.

DC: 10
Formula:6+0 = 6
Train: 2/10
Hp:6-2=4

Mizu decided it was time for another brake maybe it would help her throbbing arms. She once again rolled over on her back but this time she didn’t sit up, she just peered into the mist and let the warm moisture contact her face. Mizu held her aching arms in the air the see if that would shift the pain, after a few minutes of her seeing that it doesn’t she lowered her arms and decided it was time to get back to work. “The quicker I get this over with the sooner I can go back to training with Takara.” She said in hopes.

“Thank you, not really, but thank you.” Mizu said in response to Takara.

DC: 10
Train: 2/10
Hp:4+2=6

Takara laughed. She shook her head at Mizu. That girl, her personality was what drew her to be friends with her.

"It's not that bad," Takara called out.

Her face itched, and for a brief moment, she pulled her mask down to scratch it.

Hp: 9 + 1 = 10

((Yea! I got three successes back to back. That's an instant learn. Yeeeea! *Do a little dance...Make a little love...Get down tonight! uh! uh! Get down tonight!*))

Maverick looked at his sensei's arm. He glanced at the blood as it dripped down. The blood...it looked...intresting...Something...quite familiar about this sensation. It was...something he didnt' care to forget nor remember. He couldn't tell what this was...what this....manor was that swelled inside him but he knew it well. He knew this feeling. It was....Hallow. Hallow enjoyed the sight, smell, feel, taste, and sound of blood and he was seeing it again after soooooo very long. Hallow began to stir in Maviercks mind. This was something that not even Sin wanted. Hallow was a factor of Maverick's mind that even Sin was fearful of and would willingly admit it. While Sin may kill you, he would at least do it in a decent fashion. Hallow...Hallow had a sick taste for everything edible and some things not so much so. That was the reason no one had found Maverick's parents...they made a tasty meal.

This was a time that Maverick and Sin worked in unison to put Hallow down again. Anyone close enough to Maverick would be able to see the fluxing of his masks from Mavericks expressionless white mask to Sin's colorful jester-like mask, to the completly blank mask of Hallow. It fluxed between these masks over and over and over but only in the briefest of moments. To anyone not that close, they'd simply see Maverick lower his head and wobble a little bit. Afte a few moments, he shook his head a bit and looked up. Sin's mask was on but it wasn't smiling like normal. Sin began to make his way over toward their sensei and stopped as he was picking up the shurikens. He picked up the one with the blood and looked to it. He'd be able to use this later, there was enough for somethinghe wanted to try. He then looked to his sensei and lower his head. He spoke only for the sensei to hear.

"Sensei...don't get use to me calling you this. But...if you ever see my mask go completly blank...no facial features on the mask at all...kill me before I get a chance to kill anyone." Was all he said. He then took a finger to the sensei's arm to wipe up the blood. He rubbed it onto the shuriken and then went off to fetch the other one. He walked slowly and seemed pained but he wouldn't speak it. He had more importnat things on his mind. He now had a catalyst.

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Hiro wanted to learn the body flicker jutsu, but needed to be a little faster. If he could handle the training he was going through he might just be ready. He was almost ready for some good missions and promotions. Two more D-ranked jutsus and he would be finished. He just needed to Fuumma shuriken and and a little speed.

Hiro walked into the same Grove he trained in with Mizu and Takara when they were younger. They were here now, which was good if Hiro passed out again.

Hiro stood still and breathed in and relaxed. Hiro then flipped on to his hands and stood there. He split his legs to a flat plane. He then began to spin and spin until he couldnt handle it and then pushed himself off his hands into the air. As he flipped he tucked in his arms to pick up speed and landed perfectly on his feet, bent down in a ball. "I still got it."

Tumble (Dexterity)
Practice your flips, handsprings and jumps through the trees or on the ground.
DC: (12) 16+=
Formula: 1d20 + Tumble(Dex)
Train: 1/5

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