Welcome to Gaia! ::

*Nodding to the sensei he looked at him, he appeared to be quite alright, which he knew he would be. Sephiroth was one of the greatest fighters of the Academy and was his sensei, he had to be alright.*

May we start the trial sensei? That is if you are able too, I believe my training is suitable enough to allow me to complete the first trial.

*He bowed lowly, and smiled showing his appreciation and devotion to his training.*

*Making his way over to the coals, he allowed the heat of the room to overcome him slightly, and than he reassured his authority, by walking defiantly within a foot of the actual stretch.*

I have trained too long to fail on the first trial, lets see what you are made of Dust, do this for the family.

I will show you what training in other areas can do for you besides chakra control. My feet are solid now, hard from working on the pond, the one I never used. Watch me.

*He stepped forward and bit hard on his lips as his first foot touched the hot coals. Burning his foot, he pressed his weight onto thefirst foot, as his second foot carried forward in the air over onto the coals.*

Hmm....not so bad.

*He grunted from beneath his teeth, as he made the next few steps across the heated coal pathway.*

Not much further, only just a few more steps.

*As he counted out his fiftieth step along the coal bed, and now his feet, completely covered in black soot, and solid like a rock, and almost appearing like the coals themselves.*

I can do this for father, and grandfather, I am a truthseeker, and I seek the truth. Lend me your strength.

*He said this as he was now only three feet from the end of the stretch heated coals.*

*Stopping he bit down hard on his lips drawing blood. As the single drop made his way down his chin, and along his neck, all Dust could do was hold off the pain. He knew he could not complete this trial without letting go, and letting the coals overcome him. He took a chance, and released himself, dropping to the ground onto the coal bed, his clothes catching fire, and the fire begun to overcome him. The warmth felt familar, as if he had experienced this all before. He began to focus entirely on the coals, and that each coal by itself was not as hot as a collected group. Each coal relied on the other to keep them burning, much like a family unit. He began to think of the people in the Acadmy and how the supported eachother, by defending eachother and helping eachother in so many ways. This is what he wanted, and he to would become a coal, burning and supporting the others, giving comfort. The fire now completely extinguished itself from his clothes. He was now naked, and stood up, appearing ever the more defiant. While all the while understanding and compassionate. He smiled and looked at the sensei.*

I understand now sensei, pain is brought on by being alone, like these coals they would die out by themselves, like I would if I were to remain by myself. Each coal supports eachother, and the heat they give off is not as great if alone. Thank you sensei for teaching me this valuable lesson.

*The coals did not bother him anymore and he began to make his way off the coal bed, heading towards the end.*

*With closed eyes, he stood upside down on the rafters of the dojo and watched them a slight frown on his face. His hair was hung in front of his face whiched caused him to have to move it every so often. Slowly he paced the rafters, watching Trop with cold eyes.*

*Tutsumi slowly sat down on the rafter, still upside down, and folded his arms. He slowly closed his eyes and he slowly meditated one something as he yawned softly.*

I saw...but that doesn't really mean much to me...just proves you know the basics...either that...or you had a little help.

*He yawned against as he scratched his chin and dropped his hands down, swaying them slowly in the air. His eyes opened to slits as he peered down to Trop, a knowledgeable look to his eyes.*

*Tutsumi chuckled slightly as a smirk came upon his face. Slowly he released the chakra that was in his thighs and dropped towards the ground, a slight dead personailty overcoming his movements and actions. As he fell, he slowly turned in the air and landed on his feet, his knees crouched so much that his hip was 7 inches from the ground, his hiar swaying slightly. Tutsumi cracked his knuckles slowly as he slowly rose above Trop and sneered.*

You honestly think you could be a better shojiki? And you don't know me kid...learn your people...your targets...before accusing them and making assumptions... As for teaching you...I havn't seen a reason to teach you yet...besides..I don't really like you.