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Satoshi smiled triumphantly as he felt the success happen before even opening his eyes to see it. Standing directly next to him appearing in a puff of smoke was a clone that looked practically identical to him. Satoshi could see the very minor details that separated the two of them, but that was because he was the real deal. He wasn’t expecting a clone that could fool a very seasoned warrior, but after all he was only an academy student. Hopefully a clone such as this would work to his advantage when facing one of his peers in a mock fight. Satoshi allowed his arm to move up and wipe away a bead of sweat that had formed there.

It was as he took that very brief break that his attention moved back up to the same shinobi that he had waved at. The man was now standing a few feet away and apparently attempting to bother him. Though Satoshi could not tell what the man’s real intentions were. Satoshi wasn’t ashamed by the fact that something of what the man said was true, he was having a bit of trouble with the jutsu. However, Satoshi didn’t mind. It was the next comment that made Satoshi open his eyes a bit. He was a kind person at heart and thus wasn’t about to be drawn into a fight. However, it did bug him a bit that the man was attempting to make assumptions when he hardly knew Satoshi. Satoshi only smiled at the man as he said, “Ya I guess I am having a bit of trouble with the jutsu. However, I don’t think I am the runt of the litter, as you said. However, I’m not the judge of that.” Satoshi then pushed the man out of his mind attempting to go back to his training. He quickly began to perform the necessary hand seals after concentrating his chakra.

Bunshin no Jutsu
DC: 15
Successes: 1/3
Cp: 1

Satoshi let out a deep breath, relief passing through his entire body. Somehow he had completed the jutsu yet again. He wasn’t sure exactly how he had done it. He had to admit that half way through the jutsu he had begun to even doubt himself. However, in the end he had completed the jutsu and to what he felt made a pretty much perfect clone. Even to Satoshi’s eyes he could not see a single fault with the clone that stood before him. Though the clone only lasted a second, Satoshi was sure that his smile had not vanished like it did.

Satoshi had become so absorbed by his attempt to perform the bunshin no jutsu tha the had accidentally shut out the other person that had approached him. He had heard the feint whisperings of the person though before he had finished the jutsu. Therefore, he knew enough that he could properly answer the man. He was indeed glad that the man had offered his help, but he wasn’t sure how to react. He already had his sempai helping him out would it be right to accept another’s aid, no. He was indeed grateful for it. Satoshi opened his eyes to look back at the man who had made his offer. Satoshi even bowed to show his respect. When he rose however, Satoshi said, “On normal terms I would have graciously accepted your offer of aid. However, as you can see I already have a sempai here helping me. I believe that it would be rude to ask another for aid when he had already offered it. I am grateful however. I appreciate that someone of Iwagakure would try to aid a refugee of Konoha like myself. I apologize once more and it was nice to meet you both.”

Satoshi felt like he had perhaps sounded a bit rude, but it could have been his own imagination. He was hoping that he had been kind, but in the end it truly would have been reckless to ask the Stone nin’s help immediately following the fact that a master of his own clan, Senju, had already offered to help. It would have been like slapping his clansman in the face something he would not do. Satoshi nodded his head a bit in confidence that he had done the right thing. Satoshi even pushed out the actions that the new shinobi was doing even now. He then began to perform the hand seals hoping that he would succeed yet again.

Bunshin no Jutsu
DC: 15
Successes: 2/3
Cp: 1

Satoshi chuckled to himself overjoyed that he had succeeded yet again. He had thought for sure that his lucky streak was going to end with the last performance. However, by some sheer force of God he had succeeded. Yet another clone appeared next to him not as perfect as the last, but certainly not far off. The only major difference was that the clone’s sandals were black unlike Satoshi’s which were as brown as the trees his clan could call up. Satoshi allowed a soft sigh of relaxation to come across him as he turned back to his sensei glad he could have succeeded this many times in a row. He then gave a small bow to Zephyr wondering if he had done enough. When he rose he decided that the best course of action would be to simply ask what his sempai thought of his progress. If worse came to worse and his sempai rejected him ordering him to perform the jutsus some more he had at least gotten a chance to rest up.

Satoshi gave a gulp hoping that his prior thought of rejection was not going to be the reality in this case. He had lucked out, but he wondered how long his luck would last at this rate. Satoshi faced his Senju sempai wondering what had been going through the sannin’s mind during that time. Satoshi then got the courage and said, “Sensei what do you think of my bunshin clones? I feel that I have done alright with them, but I await your instructions and your comments.” Satoshi then waited quietly. He wasn’t sure what was to come, but his mind did wander a bit and created possibilities. In the end Satoshi did not raise his hopes merely waiting for the verdict.

Bunshin no Jutsu
DC: 15
Successes: 3/3
Cp: 1 (at same time resting to 2)

[brennan? I thought you were like dead or something. XD]]

[[ohhhh you didn't know proto. we kinda changed the training...wella ctually it's only for jutsu training really come to think of it. nevermind.]]

Satoshi had barely started jogging for a few minutes and already he felt his body slipping. He was definitely out of shape. During his travels to Iwagakure they had always been on the move and thus they had been working out without noticing due to all the constant travel. However, since Satoshi’s arrival in Iwagakure he had taken a break and it had clearly paid the toll on his body. Satoshi didn’t think that it could get any worse even as his body began to lag from some unknown exhaustion. However, suddenly Satoshi’s foot got caught on a rock that he had not seen. He tripped up on it his balance off from his already tired movements. Satoshi could not help himself and in a quick movement that could not have been stopped Satoshi fell flat on his face. Satoshi lifted himself up slowly his face beat red from a bit of embarrassment. He didn’t like the fact that he had fell like a fool right in front of someone he looked up to so much.

Satoshi only shook his head in the end realizing that he couldn’t dwell on such foolish thoughts. If he kept second guessing himself just because someone he truly respected was in the vicinity he would not be able to become a truly accomplished shinobi. Satoshi stood up straight whipping the small bits of gravel that clung to his shorts and his shirt. He then let out a sigh, his eyes showing his determination even through the glasses that hugged his face. Satoshi then nodded his head a bit as he set off determined to complete all ten laps in this life or the next.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=11
Successes: 0/10
HP: 8/9

Satoshi grunted in pain as he felt a horrible cramp within his right leg. The pain distracted him so much that tripped again, this time regaining his composure before falling on the ground. Satoshi stood up unsteadily not enjoying the spectacle he was making of himself. He hated the fact that he had allowed his body to get this out of shape. He was sure that the old him would have easily been able to run this distance without breaking a sweat. However, here he was not even able to finish his first lap for some reason. Satoshi’s gaze moved over a bit towards his new sensei who was still standing there watching him. His expression gave no indication to what he was thinking in the least. Satoshi could only hope that underneath the mask wasn’t complete disappointment in his fellow Senju clansman.

Satoshi gritted his teeth a bit as he began to slowly start walking once more. He wasn’t running just yet, but he had made sure to keep moving in order to not allow his body to cool down. He wanted to get past this with all his might to at least accomplish the first lap. If he could do that then he would at least be given hope that perhaps the training was doable. With that in mind Satoshi felt that he had a new goal in mind. He would try to keep hope alive in his body by completing at least one lap. Once that lap was done he would keep hope for the next one and the next. He would do this over and over again until he had completed all ten laps. Satoshi smiled triumphantly to his plan just the thought already renewing a bit of hope in Satoshi. With that in mind he began to slowly jog once more trying to reach his goal.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=2
Successes: 0/10
HP: 6/9

Satoshi almost raised his arms in triumphant passing his sempai for the first time since he had started the training. He hadn’t honestly expected to take this long just for him to complete his first lap. However, he was glad that he had finally done at least one lap. Finally his confidence that this wasn’t just some impossible exercise that his sempai had given him was renewed. His feet seemed to move with a strength that had been thought to have left him after his first failure. Apparently his body had become invigorated by his minor success. Satoshi whispered to himself hoping that his sempai would not hear, “Yosh, nine more! You can do it.” Satoshi then shut his mouth realizing that if he kept talking he would only tire himself out quicker. He had completed his first lap, but there was still many more that he needed to accomplish. Satoshi would not relent here and he certainly would not fail here.

Satoshi didn’t even look back at his sempai as he kept running right on by. He wasn’t sure what would be on the Senju master’s face as he finished his first lap, but it mattered not. Satoshi was soon beginning to realize that this training was not turning into proving himself to his new sensei, but really to himself. Satoshi offered a smile a bit as he knew that he was absolutely right in what he was thinking. Now he only had to complete nine more laps and then he could move on to the next training. This would be his life and Satoshi was actually a bit happy by that prospect.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=6
Successes: 1/10
HP: 5/9