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 Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 2:33 pm
"Almost done." Blaze came ruining into the beach at it was other ninjas in there train with each other and stuff, Blaze remember the times when for traing all he did was spar with someone but he realized that, that wasn't the right way to train. "Yes, I'm just about done." Blaze said a bit happy and he was almost at the end of the beach were he could turn around and head back.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 6:09 pm
Ayame walked out to the water and sat down at the edge.Going over things she needed to do.
1.Learn more medical jutsu
2.Learn Jounin level jutsu
Those two were the main things.Ayame smiled and used a stick to swirl the water around.She would need Zane to teach her Medical Jutsu.She would learn most of the jounin level by herself.She stared across the water and looked into the mist.She sighed happily.She loved Kirigakure.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 6:57 pm
Ayame watched as the red signature slowly disappeared.She whistled.Ikaru came running out of the trees.She looked back over to the facility wondering if she should go for it or stay back until more disappeared.Then she thought about it again.'They could be seriously hurt.I must help.' she decided.She nodded towards the Facility.She would come up through the back in case anyone was outside.Shed find a way to get in and get whoever was finished.She started running towards the facility.If needed Ikaru would quickly grab the person for her and they would take them to the hospital.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 3:41 pm
When Ayame came back she jumped onto the water and ran as fast as she could home.Ikaru swimming as he usually did.
Ikaru came back in a boat a couple minutes later and jumped out.He sniffed the sand until he caught Matsuya's faint scent.He followed it through the village heading to his house.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 5:22 pm
Ikaru came back and rammed the boat into the water adn jumped in.It headed back to the cavern which was Ayame's home.
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 7:26 pm
Snow began to fall at the beach as the temperature dropped to absolute zero. The waters began to ice over as a fierce blizzard began brewing. A giant pillar of ice that seemed to reach the heavens could be seen from this location.
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 2:28 pm
Ayame reached the beach and continued running as fast as she could towards the hospital.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 2:42 pm
Fordon got to the beach and began to memorize the right leg points. as he moved across the beach he tried not move a gain of sand. it was impossible but he was able to keep it to a minimum. he smiled as he moved he only hand one more part of the body to learn.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 9:55 am
Fordon Ran across the beach attempting to do the same as he did when he ran across the first time. he was not nearly as good but he was still extremely good. the sand made it hard run but Fordon refused to get bogged down and kept moving. he pressed on to the next area
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 5:04 pm
Fenrir walked onto the beach and rolled out the new taijutsu scrolls the Raikage had given him. He was determined to master the style he was so blessed to have been given. Fenrir took a deep breath and began his training by taking slow, fluid motions with his body. He flexed while doing so to release different areas of muscle. His maid dropped by after a few hours and thought he was trying to dance rather than fight, and Fenrir had to agree with her. So after a few more hours of training he made a clone to start attacking him. As the clone struck, Fenrir focused on blocking with sweeping motions, and then suddenly counter-attacking with fast single strikes. After a few tries he could notice a change in his strike speed, and had taken the first step towards mastering the style.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 6:41 pm
After a quick break Fenrir was up for more training, and so he moved on to the next stage of the lightning strike fist. He began by repeating the slow and fluid movements of the first stage, just to get his body to remember the patterns. Then he added a challenging tool to help with his training, and filled several small cups to the brim with water from the nearby ocean. He then balanced these cups on his arms. Finally, he went back to training, using his addition of the cups to further enhance his fluidity and balance of the movements. At the same time, he had to maintain a perfect rigid muscle control. The cups spilled over at times, but it didn't take very long for Fenrir to master the movements while keeping all of the liquid within the cups. After a while he made a clone to attack him, and learned how to fight using extremely fast forearm and shin blocks to push back an opponents. The same single fast strike policy still applied, however, but it more than enough to end the clone while maintaining perfect balance with the cups.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:12 pm
Fenrir soon jumped into the third stage of the Lightning Strike fist. After studying the style instructions to make sure he went through every detail, he mounted himself upon a nearby boulder that overlooked the sparkling ocean. As the sun beat down on him, he planted the two cups from his previous training on his shoulders. Then, using careful presicion and movement, he applyed additional cups of water to his feet, knees, tops of his hands, and then finally his head. He then carefully position his arms at level with his shoulders, and stood in perfect balance and silence. As minutes went by, he felt his limbs strain, but he stayed resolute, knowing that the simplest movement could topple the cups. Hours soon went by, and the sun beating down on his body drew beads of sweat as Fenrir struggled to not move. It was in that blistering heat that Fenrir began to grasp the true nature of movement. Every twitch was significant, every breath causing his body to heave in and out like waves. Darkness soon approached, and with the heat of the sun replaced by the soothing air of night Fenrir felt a sense of relief in the bright moonlight. After a few more hours went by, Fenrir dared to move on with the next step of the training, which was to walk around while balancing the cups of water. It had been easy to do this with just two cups, but after spending hours of time straining his muscles and posture, his body would no longer listen to him. As soon as he tried to take a step his muscles retracted in a reflex that signaled that they had long since been pulled. The cups of water fell from his limbs and Fenrir was sent tumbling off the rock as his body could no longer move to save itself. He crashed with a dull thud on the hard ground, and Fenrir saw the moon watching over him as sleep captured him amongst the soft grains of sand. So the first day ended.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 9:53 pm
Fenrir woke up and groggily pushed himself up to pick up on his training. He remounted went by the ocean to refill the cups but stopped suddenly and instead walked deeper into the ocean until the waves crashed against his waist.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 9:01 am
Now that he was awake, with the cold water slapping against him, it was time for him to finish learning stage 3 of the lightning strike fist. His muscles still ached but they could be used after getting some rest before. Fenrir went up on the boulder again to begin his training after a couple hours of standing still, finding the meaning of movement once more, he began mastering the small movements he could take to not spill any of the cups of water. Soon he took a step forward and was able to do so without incident. After this first step, the rest came naturally. Step by step, Fenrir could finally move around the rock freely without dropping so much as a single drop of water from the cups. Now, it was time for the second part of his training, and Fenrir jumped down from the boulder and into his personal training grounds. Three lightning clones formed around Fenrir and began closing in for the attack. Almost as soon as one was within striking range, however, Fenrir struck with a fist so fast his body created several after-images as the clones' eyes struggled to capture such a fast attack. The first clone fell quickly. The next two lasted for several minutes as the real Fenrir concentrated on his high-speed blocking. Pretty soon Fenrir's guard became so fast that it seemed like he had it up even before the clones could attack. Forget striking, at only stage three it was becoming near impossible to find a single opening that he could not move fast enough to defend himself from. After another couple of minutes, Fenrir finally counterattacked and struck a clone in the face before blocking his attack and flinging him head first into the side of his training boulder, all in one fast and fluid movement. There was no waste in his moves. The training with the cups had honed him to take the simplest and quickest moves to ensure success. For the last clone, Fenrir seemed to split into after-images around the clone as he ran around it so fast. Suddenly a flurry of strikes pounded into the clone like a fierce hurricane, and the clone poofed into harmless wind in defeat. Fenrir exhaled deeply as he grinned at his successful completion of stage 3.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 3:27 pm
After waking up from a nap in the sand, Fenrir pushed his aching body up and left to get himself cleaned up.
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