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Giglamesh would continue to circle yumi literaly swinging the shinai at her not like a katana but much more resembeling a baseball bat. The next strike would come extremly violently as her open stomach, the shinai would act like a whip due to force smacking her stomach with great force, so much it bends almsot completly around her side as he struck her. But she held the stance corectly so it wouldnt of done any damage, he was glad, but he knew the sting from that one had to be unbarable, she would only make slight meeps from the hits but other than that she doing doing far better most likely than she proably thinks. Thats where this is hard continueing to hold the stance, due to fatuige from the weights traning, or from the pain inflicted apon her eiter way is was down to her sheer will to withstand the torture.

((yumi your dont have to wait for my to post to you go ahead and post as many times aas possible simply continue doing it way you have your doing great, just continue for as many posts as you can.))

DC: 14
CP:2/2

Yumi let go of the Shinai that she had in both hands. With it she let the stance she was assuming fall. Still keeping the weights on she attempted the next jutsu that all the academy students would be learning. She was fine with the fact that she was separated from the other academy students for the training. She did a hand seal to focus her chakra for the Bunshin no Jutsu.

Satoshi had hyped himself up becoming so confident that he had honestly believed that this time around he would easily blow through the balance beam and make it to the other side without even so much as a second thought. However, he had once again seriously underestimated the difficulty of the training exercise that his sensei had given him. His face contorted into one of shock and anger as he once again began to loose his balance on the beam. He felt his foot slip as it began to take the step forward causing him to fall forward as well. Luckily Satoshi had enough time and had worked on his reflexes enough that as he fell he was able to twist his body to narrowly dodge the balance beam. If he hadn’t of done that he would have surely collided with it face first and his injuries would have been much more severe. As it was because of his little maneuver Satoshi simply landed flat on his back once more the dirt and small rocks seeming to try and force his way into his back as he laid there. Satoshi let out a giant sigh not happy with the little to no progress he felt he was making. Satoshi then slowly forced himself back onto his feet the not very comfortable ground giving him some incentive with his efforts to rise up once more. Satoshi then took a few seconds to brush the gravel off his body realizing that when this was all over and Satoshi went home he was probably going to have to simply throw away his clothes. With all the training he had been doing his clothes were pretty much ruined with all the sweating and tears that were beginning to cover his clothing.

Satoshi slowly began to make his way once more back to the beginning counting his steps as he walked. When he reached the first part of the beam he quickly surmised that he had not even made it one step further then he had in his first attempt. The fact that he had not progressed any further did aggravate him a little. However, in a way this was really a good thing. Satoshi was not angry in that he was planning on giving up, but was infuriated that he had not gotten any better and thus wanted to prove to himself that he could do just that. Because of his recent failure he was more determined then ever and would not stop until he had walked across that beam ten times and had completed the training regiment that his Senju Master had given him. Satoshi forced his body to release all the stress that was starting to build within him releasing it from his body like flowing water. Satoshi then opened his eyes taking the beam within his sights. He then took a deep breath as he climbed back atop it. He kept his gaze fixated on the beam itself as he moved across it each step hopefully going to take him further to his goal. This time Satoshi planned to succeed and go on to do it nine more times.

Balance
DC 15
DC+0 (balance skill rank)+2 (dex. Mod)=20
Successes: 1/10
Hp: 4/9
- 1 Hp for every failure.

Satoshi had apparently learned his lesson in his previous success and had made sure to not even allow the thought of closing his eyes cross his mind. Satoshi quickly attributed this little success to his own greater success as once more he found himself at the end of the balancing beam having moved across it in order to be successful. Satoshi could only give a great sigh of relief. He had succeeded once again this time around, but unlike with his prior attempt this time he had come much closer to failing. In his prior attempt Satoshi had blown through the course rather easily though in his mind it had seemed a bit harder. However, this time around he had clearly seen how much closer he could have been to failing in his training exercise. His legs had moved wobbly across the beam the entire time and on more then one occasion he had luckily regained balance after loosing his footing a bit. In the end he had succeeded, but he had come so close to failing that Satoshi could only attribute his passing at this point on sheer luck and not on skill in the least.

Satoshi was again stood at the beginning of the beam the exact location he had been two attempts ago. It still amazed him that he had succeeded two times in a row. However, the exercise wasn’t even close to being finished yet and he still needed to complete it eight more times. Satoshi wasn’t exactly sure if he would be able to keep up his winning streak, but if he wanted to keep succeeding he was going to need to keep his hopes up and make sure that he didn’t get down on himself. The second he began to believe that he was going to fail was the moment that he would surely fail. Satoshi began to once more do his light stretching keeping up with the breathing exercises that he had been doing since the start of his training way back during the time when he had learned how to perform the bunshin no jutsu. When Satoshi was sure that he had prepared his body enough for enough he moved up to the free beam. He had to wipe the sweat off his brow as he was clearly nervous, but he was not deterred. Satoshi then made his way atop the beam his eyes moving from his feet to the other end of the beam and back again. Satoshi then began to move across the beam making sure to take his time so that he did not immediately fall once more. The entire time Satoshi kept trying to keep himself balanced hoping that he would succeed once more and have one less success needed in order for him to be finished with this training exercise.

Balance
DC 15
DC+0 (balance skill rank)+2 (dex. Mod)=22
Successes: 3/10
Hp: 4/9
- 1 Hp for every failure.

Every step that Satoshi took was some nervous movement that Satoshi was sure would bring his inevitable fall. Normally this was the way Satoshi felt for all his trainings, but eventually he would fall into a sense of security that would either be proven false or true. However, this time around Satoshi wasn’t even given the luxury of that sense of security as a bead of sweat from a prior run through caused his failure. Satoshi felt his whole body slip sideways as his foot moved awkwardly on almost microscopic puddle of sweat that forced his foot to bend in a weird direction and push him right off the beam. Satoshi once again found himself waving his arms frantically like some type of humming bird or butterfly. As he fell to the earth Satoshi thought for a moment that all his flapping was going to have him take off suddenly and he would end up soaring through the sky to afraid to slow down or else plummet to his death. Perhaps luckily for him his flight did not occur and instead he was welcomed by the painful earth that seemed to move all of its most jagged rocks in order to cushion his fall in the most annoying way. Satoshi arched his back on the fall the pain nearly bringing his eyes to tears. Satoshi didn’t generally cry it was just that he had expected the small rocks to fiercely attempt to pierce his skin like they had. Satoshi clenched his hands into small fists as he slowly rose after a few seconds and moved his hands to brush off the rocks that had seemed to imbed themselves into Satoshi’s very flesh. Satoshi wasn’t necessarily angry at the training exercise, but he was indeed a little furious as the earth that seemed to get only rougher the more he fell onto it.

Satoshi made his way slowly once more to the end of the balancing beam that he had started on before his fall. He took his time as he walked over in order to allow the pain that had been coursing through his body to make its course and thus stop. By the time Satoshi reached his destination the pain in his back had subsided to only small pangs of teeth gritting pain that came only when Satoshi suddenly stretched out his back. Satoshi then began to do what he knew was probably gong to bring pain, stretching his body in order to relax it. When he had fallen onto the ground Satoshi had instinctively tensed up his body anticipating the fall a mistake commonly made to those not properly trained. Satoshi knew that he should have relaxed his body in anticipation for the fall, but knowing and doing were two different things. After a few seconds Satoshi had properly gone through the breathing exercises and stretches that he had so meticulously been performing throughout the whole day. Satoshi then gazed upon the goal before him as he rose to stand atop it once more. Satoshi then kept his eyes glued forward as he took one step after the next his mind not hoping, but willing himself to succeed this time around.

Balance
DC 15
DC+0 (balance skill rank)+2 (dex. Mod)=17
Successes: 4/10
Hp: 3/9
- 1 Hp for every failure.

Satoshi was surprised how steady his footfalls were falling on the balancing beam. He had a horrible feeling coursing throughout his gut that during this attempt he was going to fail and badly hurt himself. Of course this could have been contributed to just some training jitters and the prospect of getting hurt like he had before, but he couldn’t help, but feel very wary of the feeling growing inside him. Satoshi stayed on the move making sure not to tarry too long in fear that he would loose his momentum and not be able to continue. However, in the end it was not his lack of momentum that was his undoing, but rather an excessive momentum that did him in. Satoshi soon found himself moving too fast on the balancing beam, his body tilting back and forth unsteadily. Satoshi attempted to slow down, but every chance he got only ended with barely recoverable slips that would have left him lying once more on the hard earth. Barely a few steps from his goal Satoshi made one last step to slow himself down and protect himself from becoming possibly badly injured in the event of a possible fall. During this almost immediate stop Satoshi kicked forward his right foot too quickly and knocked into the left foot which had been remaining on the beam to keep him balance. Satoshi only muttered a small curse barely audible as he fell forward barely twisting his body so that it dodged a near impact with the beam and landed painfully on the ground beneath. Satoshi allowed his body to rest for a few brief moments on the cold ground allowing the coolness to put a damper on the burning sensation pumping throughout his body reminding him that he was not lying down completely by choice.

When Satoshi finally decided he was ready to continue, he rose shakily from his almost fetal position. It had taken him longer then he would have liked to stand on his own two feet, but eventually he had accomplished just that. In a way he was glad that his sensei didn’t help him out in these moments. Satoshi wasn’t too proud a man, but he felt that by pushing himself on without being coddled it hardened him for the necessary world of the shinobi and would allow him to better recuperate from things other more less experienced shinobi like himself would not be able to. Satoshi brought in a deep breath as he moved back to the position he had started this little training course on. He counted the steps as he went allowing the fact that he had gotten so close to be a reassurance that eventually he would succeed. He only needed to go a bit farther and when he did then he would be able to rest happily knowing that he had not failed himself nor his sensei. Satoshi cracked his back and neck some as he once again started to go through the motions of properly stretching his body and relaxing it. Surprisingly Satoshi felt rather nimble in barely half the time it normally took him when preparing himself. From this point on Satoshi would just have to believe in himself and try once more. Satoshi climbed atop the balancing beam putting both arms by him in order to give him a better chance of making it. Satoshi then slowly began to push forward his mind on the task at hand and not allowing himself to wander too far astray.

Balance
DC 15
DC+0 (balance skill rank)+2 (dex. Mod)=13
Successes: 4/10
Hp: 2/9
- 1 Hp for every failure.

Satoshi had been keeping his eyes closed for some time now. He had allowed the cold air and welcoming earth to relax him into a state of stupor as he waited for his energy to replenish and some of his wounds to begin to mend. He wasn’t seriously hurt what was more dangerous was the fact that his stamina had taken a huge hit. At the rate he was going he was liable to simple pass out due to exhaustion. Seeing as he doubted his Senju master would have appreciated having to take care of him for a whole night when the mess could have been easily avoided Satoshi decided to just make Zephyr-sama wait and not force the man to have to heal and baby sit. Most shinobi and certainly Satoshi during his earlier stages of his past training would have been angered at the fact that he needed a break. They would have been furious that the training regiment took such a toll on their body that they had to stop half way in order to rest up to prevent feinting. However, Satoshi no longer saw his resting as such a horrific and pathetic thing. He didn’t believe that his body was necessarily weak, but rather that this exercise was just difficult. Satoshi was glad for it because it showed him that this his Senju sensei did not believe that Satoshi was some weakling and thus wanted to test the academy student with exercises that he knew would be both physically and mentally taxing on the younger student. Satoshi would force his way through this exercise like he had done with all the others. When it was over not only would Satoshi feel gratified by his efforts, but he would probably instantly see the results of his training. Satoshi couldn’t wait to blow through this and become a genin. Though Satoshi was normally against fighting a part of him wanted to begin a friendly spar with one of his fellow students so that he could see the fruits of his labor and also get a feel for how much his body had improved. He would be no good in a fight if he was still anticipating the movements of his body before all the training. It would be like blocking a punch when you could have easily dodged, but not knowing such since you had not become comfortable yet with your own speed.

Satoshi’s eyes fluttered open realizing that he had rested enough and needed to get back to work. He had things to do and exams that he wanted to be able to take. If he wanted to reach his goal he couldn’t be lying around forever smelling the roses so to speak. Satoshi rose to his feet noting just how easily he had done so and figuring that the small bit of rest he had done was already beginning to pay off. Satoshi then moved back towards that ominous balancing pole as he brushed the gravel and dust off his clothes. He regarded the balancing beam not with disdain, but rather the respect that one would hold for a worthy opponent. It was a little funny to watch a shinobi regard an inanimate object in such a way, but for Satoshi the beam had certainly deserved such from him. It had humbled Satoshi and had shown him his faults as well as his potential. Satoshi now just needed to take himself the rest of the way by reaching that potential and pushing on further. As Satoshi leapt onto the balancing beam he smiled a bit. Satoshi wasn’t just going to perfect this exercise he was going to do so much more. Satoshi didn’t believe in the word ‘perfect’ for it meant that one could not get any better that they were at their pinnacle. However, Satoshi believed that there was no end that someone could only get stronger and Satoshi wanted to be living proof of such. Satoshi then began to move across the pole each step showing just how determined the academy student was when it came to completing the exercise and reaching his dream.

Balance
DC 15
DC+0 (balance skill rank)+2 (dex. Mod)=18
Successes: 5/10
Hp: 2/9
- 1 Hp for every failure.