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Satoshi practically fell down having finally completed the ten laps that Zephyr had told him to run. His breathing came out ragged and short having wasted a lot of energy in the short bit of running that he had made previously. He couldn’t believe that he was finally finished. It felt like it had taken him a lifetime to accomplish the training, but it was finally over now. Satoshi slowly began to get up catching his breath and resting a bit as he did such. He then turned to his sempai a smile completely covering his face. Satoshi then said, “How was that Senju-sempai? I finished the laps just like you asked what next sensei?” Satoshi then remained quite allowing the quite time before his next lesson to rest up. He didn’t want to be too exhausted to continue that was for sure.

Laps
DC: 12
Successes: 10/10
HP: 4/9 (rest for 1 hp as well)

Satoshi smiled a bit as he heard his sempai chuckle right in front of him. He was glad that something like a laugh had come out of the Senju Master when so much more could have happened. He thought that perhaps he would have been reprimanded for taking so long to complete the training or forced to do it all over again. Satoshi’s hopes weren’t allowed to get too high however, as the second he had thought about his own successes today he heard the new exercise that he was going to have to do. Satoshi formed a nervous smile and even chuckled a bit as he realized that he was going to have to meditate. Something like that was really hard for the over imaginative Satoshi. Even looking back to his prior training Satoshi’s mind had always been up in the clouds sometimes literally. He wasn’t sure how he was going to do this. Satoshi only gave a small swallow realizing that no matter what he had to accomplish it. Besides at least it wasn’t physically taxing like the prior exercise had been.

Satoshi gave a deep breath as he nodded his head to his sensei and said, “Yes sensei I will get right on it sensei.” Satoshi then sat down in a pretzel formation, a form he had thought he read somewhere helped with meditating. He then began to breath in and out deeply relaxing his body so that he could better fall into his concentration. Satoshi then closed his eyes attempting to free his mind of all its clambering thoughts as well as keep his whole body relaxed. Satoshi wasn’t so sure how well he would do on his first try, but he would certainly give it a go.

Meditation
DC 15 (1d20 + Concentration)
1d20+2 (Concentration)+(-1 Con. Mod)=8
Successes: 0/3

Satoshi barely got a chance to close his eyes before a fleet of images came crashing back in to bother him. Satoshi had figured that the training exercise was going to be hard due to his age and imagination, but this was ridiculous. Of course he didn’t blame Zephyr-sama for giving him the task mainly himself for not accomplishing it more easily. It was soon becoming apparent that his sempai had clearly given this job to him for he had realized during the run or perhaps even earlier the small world that Satoshi kept hidden within his mind. Satoshi realized during the heat of battle such thoughts would distract him and possibly cause either him or his allies to get hurt and maybe even died. If he wanted to become a well accomplished shinobi he would need to be able to look past these daydreaming occurrences and simply be able to concentrate on the here and now.

Satoshi moved his arms so that they were now hanging in a more relaxed state as he continued with his breathing exercises. Eventually he could feel all the pressure that was on his chest simply melting away. He then closed his eyes his world turning into some form of a game. It did this for it seemed as if he was locking on each image that formed in his head and then blasting it a way with some imaginary weapon. Soon enough all the creations had been turned to smithereens and all that was left was his weapon. He promptly disposed of that and was now ready to go back to the task at hand. Satoshi made his mind form a blank slate as he closed his eyes completely and tried once again to concentrate.

Meditation
DC 15 (1d20 + Concentration)
1d20+2 (Concentration)+(-1 Con. Mod)=5
Successes: 0/3

Satoshi ended up failing yet again, but luckily for him this time it wasn’t something like a noise or his imagination that had distracted, but rather a bug bite. Satoshi hissed as his hand instinctively moved with a vindictive nature to smash down upon the small mosquito that had perched on is right arm and began to try and steal his life nectar. It was only after he wiped off the guts of the small insect that he realized what he had just done. In order to get revenge for simply being bitten he had allowed himself to be shaken out of his meditation. Satoshi’s head sagged a bit in embarrassment and depression mostly angry at himself that he had not remained calm and collected. He should have simply allowed the mosquito to drink his blood. Sure he would have been left with an itchy arm later, but it would have been certainly worth it if he could have shown his sempai that not even the feeding of an insect would arouse him from his meditations.

Satoshi let out a sigh honestly beginning to wonder if he was ever going to be able to pull this off. Even if he was only able to meditate for a few minutes he would still call it a successful attempt, for now. As he got older and more experienced that scenario would probably change, but for now he would be happy with it. Satoshi once more fell into the now becoming familiar steps that he had been using all throughout the training session. He did his breathing exercises, relaxed his body, and once more closed his eyes this time his brain remaining completely black a darkness that no light could pierce through. He was hoping that this sort of mindset would allow him to keep up his meditation and hold it for a few minutes.

Meditation
DC 15 (1d20 + Concentration)
1d20+2 (Concentration)+(-1 Con. Mod)=17
Successes: 1/3

Satoshi had been doing so well even keeping his mind completely blank and free of all thoughts. However, he could not contain himself any longer. He could feel his concentration slipping his mind and body beginning to catch up with himself. Eventually Satoshi was completely shook out of the small focused state he had placed himself by releasing a mighty sneeze. Satoshi shook his head his hands moving to check his nose and make sure that it had been a sneeze brought on by just a tickled nose. Satoshi scratched his nose a bit a little upset that he had been doing so well only to suddenly fail. Satoshi let out a sigh doing a bit of light stretching in order to relax the muscles that had tensed up during his awkward time sitting in the pretzel stance. A few seconds of light stretching completely relieved him of the tautness his muscles had become and now he was ready to once again attempt to relax and meditate.

Satoshi began to move through his breathing exercises feeling his chest rise and fall with each passing breath. His body was much more relaxed now due to the small amount of stretching he had performed and thus easily fell into the pretzel sitting stance necessary for the meditation exercise. The only thing left was to close his eyes and make his mind completely devoid of all thoughts. The first part was easy, but the second part took a little longer then he would have liked. Eventually Satoshi accomplished that too and he was ready to begin again with his meditations. Satoshi went right at it hoping he would succeed again.

Meditation
DC 15 (1d20 + Concentration)
1d20+2 (Concentration)+(-1 Con. Mod)=9
Successes: 1/3

Satoshi had thought for sure that he was going to succeed this time that this go around he would make it several minutes before anything shook him out of his concentration. Boy was he completely and utterly wrong. By some evil demon magic that mosquito that had only landed for a few seconds on his arm before had drank enough to create the horrible effect that mosquito bites made. Satoshi found himself itching his arm wildly shaken out of his concentration by the horrible feeling in his arm that could only be remedied by scratching it until his entire arm was a beet red. By the time he realized that he had pretty much gotten himself out of the meditative state it was too late. He couldn’t just simply fall into it again. Like before he would now need to relax his body once more trying to not only block out his own mental images, but also now the itching sensation that his arm would be creating.

Satoshi cocked his head back for moment allowing his mind to fill up with a few images so that his imagination would be satisfied for at least a little while. Then like all the other times before he immediately wiped his mind clean of all thoughts, seeming to flush the thoughts out of his mind. Satoshi then looked back at Zephyr before closing his eyes and beginning to relax his body through his breathing exercises. Satoshi didn’t have to wait long to know that his body was ready to commence with the training exercise. He then began to fully fall into meditation hoping that this time around he would be able to stay in concentration.

Meditation
DC 15 (1d20 + Concentration)
1d20+2 (Concentration)+(-1 Con. Mod)=21
Successes: 2/3

Satoshi smile as he open his eyes quickly realizing that he had remained in the meditative state for quite some time. He turned towards his sempai, Zephyr, slowly rising from his sitting position. He then approached Zephyr in a steady and confident gait glad that he had completed this training in a much quicker pace then he had when running his laps. Once more Satoshi bowed deeply to the Senju Master paying his respects and showing how happy he was as well as show how grateful he was for the training. Satoshi then rose still facing his sempai. Satoshi then said, “I have finished your training regiment, thank you for the chance to do so. I know wait patiently for my next orders so that I may begin them.” Satoshi then went silent waiting for Zephyr to answer him and wondering just exactly what he would be doing next. He thought he was going to be doing a jutsu before, but his sensei had surprised him. He now wondered what next would be on their little training regiment.

Meditation
DC 15 (1d20 + Concentration)
1d20+2 (Concentration)+(-1 Con. Mod)=
Successes: 3/3
Hp: 5/9 (resting again to gain another 1hp)

Satoshi raised an eyebrow unknowingly surprised by the sudden yawn that made Zephyr seem disinterested. Of course not really knowing the Senju Master’s personality he had no way of realizing that it was simply because Zephyr-sama did not enjoy meditation. Satoshi even wandered if perhaps he thought that Satoshi’s trouble with it was boring to him. Satoshi ended up pushing the thought aside as Zephyr went on to say that they would be performing a new training exercise now. Even if Zephyr thought that Satoshi had done a poor job earlier at least he was giving Satoshi another chance to redeem himself. Satoshi nodded his head furiously excited that he could once again become stronger and prove himself in Zephyr’s eyes. Satoshi instinctively caught the small pouch that had been tossed to him withdrawing the several ranged weapons that had been left inside. Satoshi looked at it quickly determining just what the training would be long before Zephyr continued to explain exactly what they were doing.

Satoshi wasn’t certain how well he would do during this training, but he would certainly do his best. He really did want to accomplish this training and become even stronger for it. Satoshi stared at the wooden dummies that his sempai had created wondering when he would one day be able to create such wooden replicas so easily. Satoshi then stood back from his sempai realizing that Zephyr wasn’t about to tell him when he would begin. When Satoshi was ready, having already steadied his arm so that it would not shake and mess up his throw. Satoshi then cocked his arm back and let loose with one of the kunai. He was aiming for the lungs, but he figured that if the wind picked up and it went a little of course perhaps it would strike one of the other vital areas of the dummy.

[Target Practice]

Formula: 1d20 + Dex mod.
1d20+1 (dex. Mod)=13

Heart (10 points): DC 25
Lungs (7 points): DC 20
Liver (5 points): DC 17
Pressure Points (3 points): DC 14
Hitting Dummy (1 point): DC 11

Goal (points): 1/20