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Celestial jumped up beside Kurai, not stopping her excersize and let a fist punch at his face and stop half an inch from the bridge of his nose, slowly she let he hand fall away and wiped the back of it against her forehead to wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead. She responded panting slightly.

"Nope, but I figure I need to stay fit and I just got out of the wheelchair.. you know I read an article a while back and it said excersizing is the best for healing... you know for seniors or after breaking a bone."

"My wound has already been healed, I just still have a stained and torn shirt sleave," Michio says. "Ok, we will spar later, do you promise?" he asks, raising an eyebrow whilst waiting for the responce.

Susie walked into the training hall. Her long purple hair was tied up in a braid behind her, swaying back and forth slightly as she walked. One of her black fox ears twitched lightly as she glanced around curiously.

"Hmm..." She went towards the middle of the room. Her icey blue eyes glanced around once more, and then she sat down indian style on the hard floor. Taking in a deep breath, she began to clear her mind. She believed that she had been slacking off lately on her training. Even though she had gotten stronger, she still believed that it wasnt enough.

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Deimon closed his eyes gathering his focus and some electricity into the slash but also calling on the teachings of his own personal fighting style to increase the speed of the blade. When he felt the moment right he drew his Katana and in a flourish slashed the dummy in one movement. He saw his attack as if in slow motion the blade trailing through the air with the crackle of lightning about it, the steely coloured blur of the blade whirring through the air and finally the blade travelling through the wooden dummy seperating the top half of the dummy from the bottom half. The blade cut through the wood like it was linen as Deimon felt no resistance what-so-ever and again he saw in slow motion the dummies top half from the waist up flying through the air. He felt the chance for a more fantastic attack and again calling on his teachings he increaed his speed to drop his katana and draw his wakizashi in a similar but not as powerful or prepared attack. The wakizashi cut through the flying torso of the dummy again seperating the wood as if were nothing. Any spectators would have seen Deimon close his eyes then wait and slash through the dummy then drop his blade drawing another to again slash through the dummy all within a a second or two. After the attack Deimon stood up straight resheathing his wakizashi and picking up his katana resheathing it also. Deimon walked around the dummy surveying his work with a frown on his face " The cut isnt clean enough there are a few splinters on that piece and that one, " He pointed it out to himself as he began to go through his habit of pointing out his mistakes to himself after a battle or practice. " The slash wasn't fast enough the lighting left burn marks on all of the pieces of wood and on a related note it took me too long to charge up and prepare the attack a real oponnent would never give me all that time to prepare " Shaking his head he looked around for another dummy for him to practice on next.

Deimon finally found another dummy that seemd in pretty good condition and began to practice simple maneuvers that he had drilled himself in a long time ago. With his katana drawn he conentrated sending a slight jolt of electricity down the blade to charge it with electric enegy. After he had charged his blade he took a few steps back setting himself in his fighting stance. With his legs spread apart and his katana held so that the point was directed to his right side and behind him he charged forward and ducked as if a swing had been taken at him. He came back up from the duck with a strong upwards swing but cut the dummy only a few inches deep, a very shallow wound he had inflicted like that on purpose(sp?). with his Katana held up in the air from the upwards slash he did a sort of spin to the side as if dodging yet another imaginary attack. At the end of his spin he brought his katana around in a large horizontal arcbut only inflicting a nother shallow wound. At the end of his attack he did another dodge, jumping backwards a few feet. As soon as he landed with his left hand he drew his wakizashi holding it backhand style and sprinted forward slashing both blades inwards in a vice slash cutting through the dummy with ease.

Deimo finished up the dummy be sweeping both blades down at once towards the neck of it severing the head from the body. He was getting slightly bored from fighting dummies and took a look around the room. He spotted another boy training with a katana also and resheathing both of his blades he slowly made his way over. " Youve got soem skill with that " He remarked quietly as he watched the boy train against the dummy.

He just nodded and continued as he stabbed through the dummwhile throwing a kick at it's side. he then pulled it out and turning cut off the top of the dummy. He looked at the dummy for a second then lowered his sword.