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Satoshi closed his eyes a bit letting a small gust of wind that had picked up in the desolate area hit his face. It truly felt nice after running for all that time. Satoshi was quickly becoming agitated by his constant failure to do something as simple as run. However, Satoshi could probably say that his inexperience is what allowed him to get so easily riled up. This was his first time doing something like this and he had no prior knowledge on whether other shinobi had it this difficult. For all he knew he was a genius of his age. Or it could have been the complete opposite with him being a total dropout who was terrible at all things shinobi. Someone like Satoshi didn’t know and such lack of knowledge is what caused him to be so hard on himself sometimes. Satoshi could only hope that in the future that would get better.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=
Successes: 3/10
HP: 7/9 (resting to gain 1 hp)

Satoshi let out a giant yelp as he jumped into the air and back on his feet. His body seemed light as a feather opposed to earlier when it had taken him sheer willpower just to remain on them. Satoshi cranked his arm a few times and then the other, making them limber and stretching them out. Eventually he began to do light stretches with his legs warming them up from the long cool down that they got to have while he rested on the rocks. The fact that even well rested he could soon fail did occur to him, but he did not let it get far. He pushed the thought back to the recesses of his mind knowing that he could never truly kick it out. It was a dark thought that would remain until he finished this exercise. Even when he did that it would only come again when the next challenge reared its ugly head. Such was life for people always second guessed themselves and doubted themselves, no matter what they did. The only thing you could do was push through it and try your hardest to accomplish it despite the whispers of doubt that formed.

Satoshi smiled triumphantly to himself even forming a V out of his fingers for victory. He then began his run with a slow jog, building its pace over time. He wouldn’t go out with a full run just yet, but it would come eventually. For now Satoshi would simply fall into the rhythm hoping that he would complete his fourth lap soon. If he could do that then it would only be a matter of time until Satoshi finished all ten and then could continue with his training necessary for becoming a genin.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=3
Successes: 3/10
HP: 9/9

Just as Satoshi thought though he was in tip top shape he still could not complete his fourth lap just yet. Satoshi was once more uncertain on just how much more he had to go, but he knew it was no simple matter. Such things had to be strived for if a person wanted to chance to complete them. Satoshi could only hope that with perseverance he would complete this training and learn a new jutsu or something else that would be equally beneficial to his training. Satoshi could see the wisdom in him training this particular thing. After all he had just worked out something that exhausted his chakra. Now he was taking a break from such things and did something that simply worked on his stamina and drained that. Though both were necessary in order to survive at least he wasn’t tiring himself out in the same thing twice. This way he would give the other thing a rest and allow himself to prepare for the next training which might have need for him to have his chakra fully rested or his stamina.

Satoshi was now picking up the pace no longer in the jog that he had been doing. He knew that the chances were that he could waste more energy this way, but he figured that he did really need to catch up. Time was slipping by and he was getting no where. It wasn’t that Satoshi was an impatient man, but simply that he didn’t want to keep the man who had volunteered to aid him wait. He wanted to prove to Zephyr that choosing to train Satoshi had been the right idea and not simply a waste of the Senju master’s time and talents. Satoshi had heard the stories and he truly did hope that one day he too could become a sannin like Zephyr’s students. Satoshi let a small childlike smile escape his mask as he continued to run playing with the idea of becoming a powerful sannin one day.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=12
Successes: 4/10
HP: 8/9

Satoshi had lived up to his earlier thoughts of not getting too excited even as he reached the halfway point and passed Zephyr a fifth time. Satoshi was a little glad that this lap had gone much more smoothly then the others, but he would not relax just yet. He was too far from the goal line to think of anything else then the two feet that moved before him. Satoshi remained as stoic as ever as he continued to run around the area avoiding the crevices and burn marks created by the other days previously battle. Every time Satoshi passed by an area where the fight was evident a bit more of the story unfolded. It was as if he was some sort of investigator and at first glance no pieces came to mind. However, the more he stared at it the more pieces of the puzzles were picked up until he could suddenly start putting together things and understanding what had occurred. It was obvious that a few katon type jutsus had been used here. Even to some degree it became obvious just who had fought here.

Satoshi did smile for a change, but not because of how well he was running. Rather he smiled because he figured out just who might have fought here. It was only a hunch, but the signs had helped a bit. Perhaps later he would ask how the fight went and just exactly who had one. He knew who it was, but he figured it was polite to ask. After all, what if the other combatant was nearby. It would certainly be rude to just assume that they lost while they were standing there. Satoshi looked up towards the clouds as he continued to run allowing his mind to try and figure out just how he would go about saying it.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=4
Successes: 5/10
HP: 8/9

Satoshi could feel his breathing quickening. No matter how long he rested beforehand his body was just not ready for what it was being put through. Satoshi was sure that he would come out of this exercise with some great enhancements to his body, but until then the training would seem like torture. All Satoshi could do for now was keeping running the fact that this would do amazing things for his body through his head. He didn’t really believe that it was enough just to keep thinking that, but he preferred it over doubting himself and allowing himself to quit. No matter how he looked at it this was just something he needed to complete. There was undoubtedly much tougher trails waiting for him when he got older so in order to meet them he would need to begin his journey right here. With a bit of luck the training he put himself through now would make it so that later on in life the other tough times wouldn’t seem so bad and be much easier to accomplish.

Satoshi kept the pace going despite the fact that he could feel his energy slowly slipping away. The only things in life worth having were difficult to obtain and that’s what made them worth having. Satoshi would not let himself fall behind and slip up. He would break through any barrier, any wall. He would keep going because the his ultimate goal in life was to become powerful. Something like that was worth having in life and thus would only become more difficult to obtain as he got closer. However, these moments were only proof that he was on the right track and that if he wanted to succeed he would just have to keep pressing on.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=4
Successes: 5/10
HP: 6/9

Satoshi had become so absorbed by the thought of what sort of music his sempai listened to that barely noticed the fact that he had just completed his sixth lap. The only thing going through his head was different melodies and matching those melodies up to the type of personality that Senju Zephyr had. At first he leaned towards something that was upbeat and could be danced too. However, Satoshi thought that there was more to his sempai then just dance music. Eventually his mind also thought of the possibility of classical music. It was a little slow for what he though Zephyr-sama might like, but then again plants loved listening to classical music and who better to listen alongside the plants then head of the Senju clan who prided himself in being able to grow a whole forest with the snap of his fingers. Satoshi in the end decided that it had to be a mixture of those two things. After all his sempai was a casual a guy and was definitely down to earth enough to enjoy the occasionally dance mix. However, at the same time he also probably enjoyed relaxing to a nice soothing tune.

Satoshi thought a little bit more about he perfect combination as he continued running, keeping his pace steady and unfaltering. In fact it was a bit harder trying to keep his pace the same when his mind always seemed to have other things to think about. Satoshi even wondered if his daydreaming would cause all his training sessions to be harder then they should be. Satoshi wasn’t sure exactly how true that was, but it was definitely something to look into in the future. As Satoshi continued to not only convince himself that his daydreaming didn’t matter and also figure out the perfect song for his sempai, he also ran on hoping to put another lap behind him.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=17
Successes: 7/10
HP: 5/9

Satoshi scratched his head as he continued running wondering if he had fallen into some sort of pattern. It seemed that he kept on running into a weird sort of thing where it would take him forever to accomplish one lap, but then all of a sudden he would run the next one just fine. Then just as before the pattern would begin all over again with it taking him some time before he finished a lap once more. He thought that the whole thing was a bit farfetched, but here he was taking a bit of time to run his eighth lap. If Satoshi had the time he probably would have looked into it more, but the fact was that he was still running and needed to fixate on that instead of his own personal theories. Such things just went on his ever growing list of things that just could not be helped. After all he was a child and kids like him always seemed to be asking questions and coming up with the most ridiculous theories. He was just glad that he had matured enough to no longer think that girls had cooties. Of course he still didn’t like a girl or have any plans to fall in love with one.

Satoshi began to think more about the pattern as his legs made a soothing sound every time they hit the gravel. A part of him did want to fall into the pattern did want to fall into the reassurance that eventually he would finish the last three laps. However, the determined side of him wouldn’t have it. He didn’t want to be ruled by some unknown force. Rather he wanted to make his own pattern to break through that set of mind. He wanted to finish the next three laps as quickly as possible and finish this training. He felt he had already wasted enough of his sempai’s time and was determined to finish up soon.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=15
Successes: 8/10
HP: 4/9

Satoshi almost couldn’t contain himself as he passed by his sensei a ninth time. He was now on his last lap having run almost several hours away. He hadn’t actually believed that this simple exercise would have taken this long, but here he was running his life away. Satoshi didn’t fixate on that thought for long. He was so close to the end that it was useless to keep thinking about how long it had actually taken him to reach this point. The only thing left was to finish the last lap so that he could report back to Zephyr-sempai and go onto to another exercise. Satoshi smiled a bit the thought of completing this exercise filling him with hope for the future of his training. Hopefully after this he could learn a new jutsu and become an even better shinobi.

Satoshi kept his pace strong, fueled by the fact that he would soon be finishing up with this training. He wasn’t sure if he would finish this last lap in this go around, but he would certainly try. Satoshi ran one hoping that he wouldn’t have to go much longer, he wasn’t even sure if he could keep up this pace for much longer. He could only hope that he could do just that.

Laps
DC: 12
DC+(-1 con. Mod)=13
Successes: 10/10
HP: 4/9