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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 9:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 9:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 2:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 3:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 4:39 pm
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✘ [ Roleplay Post ]
✘ Ichiro nodded at Reiko's reply to train, turning around and repositioning himself in his own personal training spot. His brown hues flickered for a moment, as he read through the Senju scroll he picked up from his side. Moments passed before he chose yet another jutsu to learn, the Tree Limb technique. It seemed quite easy and non complicated, though Ichiro really didn't mind for it's overall length. However, it was an impressive jutsu, thus resulting in the Senju shinobi beginning to train to gain it. As he read through the brief description, he stuffed the scroll into his robes, and sat onto the floor beneath him. Like before, he steadied his breathing, closing his life filled iris only to gaze at the endless depths of black. While doing so, his hands met at his chest in a meditative position. He crossed his legs while ultimately closing his energetic personality, calmy sitting upon the floors of the Academy. His body ceased to move, making him appear as if he were some kind of statue. Through other's eyes, it would appear so. But his breathing continued at a repetitive pace. After all, he was only human. He had breath to continue to live. Ichiro learned that when he first entered to world. As he sat calmly among the floor, the endless dark he stared into started altered to a sunny garden, yellow light piercing through various plants and leaves. Ichiro tried to move, though it felt like he was restrained. He then speculated what it was that had happened; a flashback. They rarely occured in one's life, only unless they were in stress or peril. So, why would the Senju have something like this now? The question went unanswered before the flashback started automatically, a figure shrouded in black attire coming into focus. He was at least in his twenties, his face covered in darkness from a black hood. But what was visible on the man was a Takigakure headband; something Ichiro hadn't seen in the longest of times. The sight made his heart race while he raced through possible assumptions of who the man might be. "Ichiro, focus on your training." the figure stated firmly, his face slowly becoming unshrouded. But only a crooked smile was visible before the vision faded, Ichiro's mind returning back to blank and covered in darkness. For the moment, Ichiro was puzzled as to who the figure was. A Takigakure headband.. Could it have been Ichiro's brother? The thought certainly crossed the Senju's mind as his eyes flickered open, taking in the environment around him. At that moment, he stood to his feet, his arms falling limp at his side. Ichiro shook his head for a few moments to get himself back focused, his chakra flow still steady and slow. Without much hesitation, his arms lifted above his head swiftly, outstretching his palms. Then he slammed his palms into the floorboards beneath him, a quick tremble coming to life underneath his hands. Afterwards, five thick beams of pure wood erupted from the earth, launching quickly into a nearby wall composed of the same material, though weaker. The wood beams crashed into the wall and sunk through them, leaving gigantic holes in their wake. "Awesome!" the Senju announced, brown pupils dancing around the wounds in the wall he himself had conjured. Though he couldn't help but think... who was the man who appeared within his subconsciousness?
✘ [ OOC Post ] Tree Limb Technique Achieved
✘ Chakra Reserves: 330
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 4:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 5:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 6:28 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 7:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 8:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 8:38 pm
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