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 Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:47 am
~The Shinobi's palm struck against the dummy's chest, creating a ripple of cloth as it imploded itself. The dummy stayed together, though it seemed miraculous that such a thing could be held together after an attack of that nature. Slowly, the shinobi Jiroubou stepped back, holding his hand out for Damian himself to do this attack. Damian stood momentarily, replaying the attack in his mind as he moved forward to the dummy.~
(2/5)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:52 am
~The dojo itself was made of mostly a dark wood, from the color it looked to be Mahogany. There were several dummy fighters that lined the walls of the dojo, a few seemed to be missing some body parts, Damian assumed that it was from Jiroubou's training, though he didn't ask. As he stepped forward, getting into the stance he'd seen Jiroubou himself do. In a battle, he would simply extend his chakra past the impact, being that it would hit the chest normally and stop there, his altered version would extend the chakra into the body of the user, most likely harming some of their internal organs.~
(3/5)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:57 am
~These thoughts passed through Damian's mind as he stood, pulling back his fist. It occured to him that he was doing this technique wrong when the Shinobi shook his head. His hand was in the wrong position, because it wasn't a fist technique, it was that of a palm. Slowly, Damian corrected this, moving his hand with his palm facing outwards. He concentrated, focusing his chakra into his hand. Small sparks spit out around his hand as he got ready to release his palm into that of the dummies chest cavity.~
(4/5)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:01 am
~Swiftly, Damian brought his palm forth. The dummy broke loose of its restraining peg in the floor, crashing into the wall of the dojo. Luckily for Damian it didn't break the wall, for he didn't have that much money on him to pay for the damages. He turned, watching Jiroubou's reaction to the broken defeated dummy. The eyes of Jiroubou seemed not to care, having had so many lost the same way. This was good, for Damian needed the money he had for something else he planned on buying later. A yawn was brought forth from his mouth as he stared onward to Jiroubou, wondering what his next task would be.~
(5/5) Pressure Palm
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:05 am
~Jiroubou backed away from the current dummy he was standing by, looking to Damian. His lips parted slightly as he spoke, voice stern as a teachers would be, though Damian thought this was a bit akward being talked to by a man he could clearly kill at any moment. He thought better of killing him though, being that he'd need more techniques from this small man later, "This technique I like to call the Tackle Charge" The ground around the shinobi's feet trembled slightly as he charged himself from head to toe with Chakra, preparing for an assault upon the Dummy that stood helplessly before him.~
(1/5) Tackle Charge
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:11 am
~Damian's eyes widened slightly as he stood, watching the floor boards warp slightly from the power of the little man. If one hadn't known who he was, they would mistake him for a balding farmer, though they would be making a grave mistake. This little man possessed more power then he looked, which was a good thing, for Damian wished to learn much from him. Swiftly as he had been charging, Jiroubou shot forward, the short distance between him and the dummy shortening all the more as Damian's trained eyes watched. It was as if Jiroubou was using a Body flicker skill, but not quite for he wasn't moving that fast.~
(2/5)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:27 am
~As Jiroubou slammed into the dummy, it flew backwards breaking the board that connected to the floor in half. The technique was rather idiotic to Damian, though if he wished to be one of the best, he'd need to know all of the Jutsus he could. His hands tightened slowly around the Sash under his cloak, watching the dummy slam into the wall, leaving a dent that Jiroubou smirked at. Evidentally he didn't really care for the wellfare of the dojo itself to be doing such a technique within, though Damian wished not to know if he really did if he happened to knock the dummy through the wall.~
(3/5)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:32 am
~The dummy that Damian now faced was stitched rather clumnsily, though he didn't much care. Each of the bodylike forms had a unique touch to them, something the maker had been bored of most likely and kept his day busy by creating eyes and so forth. His happened to have a rather crooked smile, that seemed to have a tooth hanging from it. All seemed humorous, as Damian knelt down, charging his body with his Chakra. He still hadn't felt fatigue set in yet, so he'd continue to learn from this Shinobi til he was tired and wished to do other things.~
(4/5)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:35 am
~As Jiroubou had done previously, Damian felt his point of Chakra build-up growing and at last he felt he must stop. His hands flew open as he flung himself forward, the boards beneath his feet creaking excitedly as the nails themselves uprooted. The dummy flew backwards as Damian hit it, having to stop himself from going through the wall narrowly. He'd have to watch himself in the future, should he not wish to pay for the reconstruction of a building. Damian turned, looking for satisfaction in the eyes of Jiroubou, but found none. He readied himself for the next task, feeling it may be his last one under this shinobi for the time being.~
(5/5) Tackle Charge
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:40 am
~A few flashbacks of his previous life passed over him as he stood waiting for his next objective. He remembered his old friends, having to watch them die over the years as he fought many battles. Things seemed to have been really painful back then, though now he felt no remorse for those who died. He was in a new body therefore, new experiences. Jiroubou stood momentarily, picking out another test dummy, this one higher up in the air then that of the others. This one had caught Damian's eye before, but he hadn't mentioned, figuring that its purpose would be revealed after some time.~
(1/7) Rising Impact Palm
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:46 am
~Jiroubou himself seemed wary of Damian's visit, though he seemed to want this last technique to be shown. Maybe it would be a useful one in the future, though as it be, Damian had already gotten much from this little tiresome man. His words seemed to linger on after he spoke them as he continued to explain the upcoming technique. A few minutes passed before Jiroubou finished his speech, having told Damian every advantage of the techniques he had been teaching thus far. The eyes of Damian wandered helplessly as he stood, watching the man look up towards the dummies head. This would prove to be an interesting technique should it play out the way Damian had pictured it in his head.~
(2/7)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:50 am
~Jiroubou's hands slid backwards along his trousers as he wiped the accumulation of sweat off them. The technique he was about to complete wasn't that far off from that of the palm strike he had taught Damian earlier, though this one was different in its way of happening. After another breath, Jiroubou brought one foot forward, balancing himself as he charged his right fist with chakra, paying no attention to Damian as he watched the Dummy. It was his enemy and he pictured it that way, as he did with every object he trained upon. It was a bit weird to be thought of that way, but it increased his focus. Damian just stood gazing over the situation awaiting his turn.~
(3/7)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:54 am
~After a moment of standing there, slowly accumulating the needed Chakra, the shinobi leapt forward, his feet coming off the ground. He rose into the air swiftly as he opened his palm, the chakra having molded itself there. His right palm slammed into the head of the dummy, its button eye falling off, bouncing til it dropped to that of Damian's feet. Jiroubou landed upon the wood flooring, dropping his hands to his side as he turned to gaze upon Damian's figure. Now it was Damian's turn to complete this task, though it was a simple one.~
(4/7)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:58 am
~Damian stood, watching the dummy swap from its previous attack. This dummy was held by a spring, evidentally designed for this attack or others like it. It wouldn't break as easily, though Damian noticed the patches that held the make-shift head upon its shoulders. The day outside was draining fast and Damian wished not to be traveling at night where he would be hunted for his crimes in the Mist village. This needed to be done fast, so he'd be able to leave. After a big breath, Damian walked forward, allowing Jiroubou to remove himself from the spot in which Damian needed to preform the task at hand.~
(5/7)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 2:02 am
~Slowly, Damian brought his fist about to his side, glancing down at it, before proceeding. His fist trembled slightly as he focused the chakra from his body upon that spot. A light blue aura conjuring itself about his fist as he stood, the chakra building more intense as the time passed. After a few moments, Damian felt this would be enough, as he lunged forward. His feet brought off the floor faster then that of his trainer. The cloak billowed outward as he flew upwards, his fist releasing. As Damian's palm collided with the dummies head, Damian felt a slight rip beneath.~
(6/7)
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