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Level: 33
58,966/59,500 EXP
Stats
Resolve:
---Chakra: 11,000
---Stamina: 10,000
---Focusing: 30 (R:300)
---Toughness: 155 (P:310)(F:775)(R:310)
Taijutsu:
---Strength: 80
---Agility: 130
Ninjutsu:
---Seal Strength: 80
---Seal Speed: 130
Genjutsu:
---Intelligence: 375
---Will Power: 75
Takera watched as the Kuri Gami landed perfectly. It had soared right through her defense and sent her down to the ground after tying her up completely. Takera hadn't given it much thought as his head began to tilt back. His eyes looked up into the sky and slowly they closed disregarding the fact that he was in the middle of a fight and if his opponent were to get free they could strike him while his guard was down.Many things normally circulated through Takera's thoughts at any given time, but one thought or rather a memory in particular resurfaced.
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Flashback Start
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Takera woke up from his bed, his brother pushing down on his stomach trying to wind him to get him up. "
OOF! ....Ugh. What do you want, Zeru?" Takera said in a disgruntled, yet tired tone as he attempted to roll over and face away from Zeru. To his displeasure Zeru grabbed the sheets and tore them off of him. "
You need to get up, Takera. Father's teaching us how to use ninja items today and told me to wake you up. You're always sleeping in." Zeru remarked in response. Takera rolled back over to face Zeru with a dull expression on his face. "
Yeah.. I kinda 'like' to sleep. Though I don't see myself getting any from this point further, so let's go." Takera said as he raised himself to a sitting position and stretched. "
Not before you get ready." Zeru replied with a huff placing his hand out at Takera who had tried to raise himself to a standing position. "
Fine fine. Whatever." Takera said as he waved his hand forward a few times at Zeru and moved to the dresser in their room.
After a while of rummaging Takera pulled forth his general training clothes. They were a tad worn, but thanks to their mother the outfit was virtually stainless and presentable. Takera walked into the bathroom and began his normal daily routine of getting ready with a shower and various other things. After emerging from the bathroom with his training pants on and his towel resting around the back of his neck and over both shoulders, he had a brush in his hand, which he was using to brush his hair continuously to get the extra water out of his hand and straighten it back out. Setting the brush down on the dresser, he looked into the mirror. Tilting his head to the right and then casually to the left, he smirked and moved back towards the bathroom to pick up his training shirt and drop off his towel and brush. Takera shook his head as he finally reached his bed and sat down. Zeru re-entered the room after a brief time away and tossed a muffin towards Takera. He was a tad surprised by it, but managed to catch it with both hands neatly. He took a quick bite out of it. "
Thanks." He uttered after swallowing the first bite. Zeru walked back out of the room and Takera stood up to follow. They moved through the kitchen where Takera stopped to find himself assaulted with a kiss by his mother who was quick to embarrass either of her two sons at any given time due to her pride as being a parent of the two.
The two boys walked outside where their dad resided. He stood straight up and on a laid out picnic blanket were a variety of weapons. Anything from the basic gear like Kunai and Shurikens to the more advanced things like short blades and Kuri Gamis. "
There are so many weapons here. We're going to train with them all?" Kairo remarked following with a question. "
Of course, my boy. We're going to train in the art of weaponry. There are many more weapons than just what you see here, Takera." their father said as he kneeled down and picked up the Kuri Gami. "
We'll start with this one."
Takera and Zeru watched on as their father began to hack at the air with the miniature scythe-like weapon and before long their father took the chain extension and began twirling it before finally launching it and catching a close-by tree. The boys were intrigued with the weapon and wanted to see more, so their father set out training dummies/targets that would act as tools for the boys to improve their skills and accuracy. Zeru immediately took to the ranged throwing weapons, while Takera felt more at home with the short sword and some general equipment that helped support such items. He felt in-tuned when swinging the short sword around, but he had no style or focus. Their father watched him as he swung and closed the gaps between himself and the various targets, but noticed he was missing something. "
You're not doing it right, Takera. You need to make your movements more fluid. If you just try to force the blade to go any direction you want it to rather than go with the flow, you'll end up creating problems for yourself down the road. Loosen up your control over the blade and try to feel out the way the blade will move most fluidly through the air." he noted to Takera as the boys trained. Takera turned to look at his dad as they spoke, but did not give a response back. Instead he listened and let his arms go loose. "
That's good. Now try to move the blade, but don't force it." their father spoke once more to Takera.
Takera loosely moved the blade around and subtly over the course of the training session began to understand the 'flow' that came with swordsmanship. It was only a matter of time until he had it down and began to see and feel out ways to place his force behind the fluid motion of the blade. Takera moved up towards the training dummy and moved the sword back to a position out from his off-hand, but with both hands on the hilt. With a quick striking motion up and across the dummy-like target, there was a pause. It would seem as the blade never paused in it's travel that the hit either didn't place or was a clean strike that went all the way through. The padding on the target seemed to burst along the upper area where the cut was placed moments following. While it wasn't too deep, it was very clean and potentially fatal if armor weren't a factor. Their father watched with a sense of pride and some amazement as the two boys were progressing much faster than what he'd anticipated. "
Just remember boys. The weapon is only as strong as it's weakest link. Never depend solely on a weapon or you may cost yourself greatly."
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Flashback End
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Their father's words echo'd through his mind as his eyes slowly opened once more. The girl he'd been facing now lay forward across the ground. Traces of blood and dirt were on her and she was struggling violently to get free, but to no avail. Moments later her attitude began to change entirely. She went from serious to dramatic, weepy, and in a sense.. childish. Throwing what seemed like a tantrum she begged Takera to let her free. He felt somewhat rejuvenated having rested rather than taking any chances to exert himself. He looked down at her. His brow arched. "
What happened to your seriousness? Don't you find this a tad out of place?" Takera remarked as he squated down to a lower position staring straight into her eyes. "
What's wrong? Don't want to play ball no more?" Takera then moved himself to a sitting position on his ice step with his feet hanging down some.
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Items List:[
All of them]
Champion's Gloves (Lv100)
The Mask (Lv100)
Kuri Gami (Lv100) Kevlar (Lv100)
Piercing Lens (Lv100)
SC Capsules x3 (N/A)
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Before:Chakra: 9,290
Stamina: 10,000
Fatigue: 120/775
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Actions for Turn (Name):Focusing.
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Sustained:Ice Steps (Basic)
Chakra Focusing (Basic)
Elemental Form: Wind/Water/Ice (Basic)
Mental Conditioning (110C)
Circulatory Stretches (120C)
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After:Spent/Gained: -110(C), -120(C), +300(C)Chakra: 9360
Stamina: 10,000
Fatigue: 120/775
