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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:05 pm
Blade flipped over Matsuya and jumped back once again leaving space between the two. "GOOD! Much better...now one more time!" Blade commanded.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:09 pm
Matsuya nodded again. He concentrated on his opponent, looking for any flaws in his stance. Matsuya started to run at Blade again. He raised his katana, making it look like he was going to strike high. But at the last moment he flipped the katana in his hand, so that the blade of it was facing behind him. He swung his arm forward,the blade heading for Blade's side.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:15 pm
Blade's bugs naturally flowed out of his sleeve sensing danger and pushed him back, avoiding Matsuya's attack. Blade was stunned at how fast the boy adapted. "That was great," Blade stated as he ordered the bugs back into his sleeve. "If it wasn't for my bugs, you definitley would have gotten me. Now you ready for stage 2?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:20 pm
Matsuya nodded, his eyes still expressionless. He didnt trust anyone, exceot for the Mizukage. After all what he had seen a few years ago he had trust issues. "Im ready to do anything to achieve my goal."
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:25 pm
"What exactly is your goal?" Blade asked him. He was never good at talking to people. Zane was the only one that really understood him. He prefered the company of bugs rahter than humans. Blade launches himself at Matsuya and feints to the right, appearing at Matsuya's left and slashing down upon Matsuya, hoping that he'd dodge using the fluid motion and speed and strike back.
Stage Two Genin
The user now has the basic rudiments of the style down. Capable of basic strikes, the user can inflict some damage, but usually nothing incredibly serious (except done by accident). Speed has increased, though not by much. The strength has increased as well, allowing the user to hack away at a tree trunk and have it sliced through in a matter of seconds.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:30 pm
Matsuya ducked and moved to the right. He brought down his blade diagonally on Blade's back. As he did he spoke. "My goal is to keep those I care about safe, to be one of the 7 Mist Swordsman, and to one day die like a shinobi. Just like my best friend."
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:37 pm
Blade flipped his blade as it came down and managed to block his backside. Then he performed a handless cartwheel to get some distance between him and Matsuya. "A Mist 7 swordsman? You? Well, I'm one too and so is Zane...so you're going to have to prove to me that you want it, because I just don't see it..." Blade pointed out as he beckoned for the boy to come, his blade pointing at Matsuya.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:42 pm
Matsuya grimaced. He ran at him his blade drawn. Just infront of Blade he jumped over his head, turning in mid-air. He landed on the sand. He raised his blade to Blade's neck. "Your going to." He knew Blade would focus on the one blade, so he took out his second, raising it to strike. He brought the blade down.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:52 pm
Blade grinned as he created another blade with his other hand using water manipulation. He spun around rapidly and parried both blades away from him. He then flipped backwards 3 times and looked back at Matsuya. "You forget, that I have eyes around this entire field, nothing that you do goes unnoticed, now we haven't gotten to the double stage yet...we still gotta build up your speed, but you've achieved stage 2 of the Mist sword training, congrats." Blade said as he put away his swords. "Now go to the kage and he'll have something to give you before your next stage. Tell him what stage in the taijutsu style your at, then come back to me if you seek more traning." Blade told him as he spotted a bettle in the sand, he quickly ran over to it, getting down on his knees and started talking to it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:57 pm
Matsuya nodded. He walked away. His eyes turned to the bridge that connected the village to the mainland. It was there that he had seen his friend die. He turned his eyes away. He would visit Haku's grave later.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 3:56 pm
Matsuya arrived on the beach. He looked around, this wouldnt be easy, it was a big beach. "5 laps, huh? Ok." He started to jog around the beach.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 3:58 pm
Blade watched the boy struggle as he began to jog. "Hmm...looks like it's started, it won't be easy huh mr. beetle," Blade mentioned as he spoke to the beetle. "Yeah, the sword style for the mist is dangerous, if used incorrectly, it could tear through your muscles, rendering your body completely useless."
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 4:43 pm
Matsuya finished his laps. When he was done he fell down into the sand laughing, tired, and sweaty. It had been hard at first, but his muscles had grown accustomed to the extra weight from the vest. He lay in the sand for a while before he got back up, walking over to Blade. "Ok. What now?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 4:50 pm
"Keep the vest on, and attack me...with one blade, using two would just wear you out too much" Blade told him as he got up and held a single kunai with his hand. He didn't need to use a water sword, Matsuya wouldn't get a hit in with the weights. All he wanted was to build up his muscles in order to move up to the next stage.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:02 pm
Matsuya nodded, his eyes still expressionless. He wouldnt show emotion around anyone but the Mizukage and his best friends. He backed up a few feet. Matsuya took out his katana, he felt the strain on his muscles from the vest. He started to run at Blade, it was slightly faster than a jog. He swung his blade at him, again feeling the strain on his muscles.
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