⊙You lost your smile?!
No, no! That's impossible!
It's right under your nose, silly!
You just forgot it was there!
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Although the training grounds was usually a busy place, Sachiko marveled at the fact that there were very few shinobi sparring today. It was a beautiful day, and the only thing that was holding the girl back was her most recent injury. She had gotten it in a prior mission, but the weeks passed and after several medical sessions, Tough Little Sachiko could move almost completely normal again. She had to, of course, take it easy. Behavior too strenuous would more than likely land her back in the hospital. For now, it was just simple stretching. "Alright! One... Two... Three..." Sachiko sat on the ground, her previously injured leg stretched out as she worked the muscle, trying to work the feeling of action back into the limb. "Okay, that's it..." She spoke, trying to actually coach her appendage into functioning for the following training session. Once Sachiko felt good enough, she continued stretching the rest of her, then moved onto the speed bag. First, she did several sets of strikes and punches, the bag rattling with every strike. Next, she practiced delivering kicks with her good leg. Once that was finished, she began to practice the motions of her kicks with her healed leg. The pain was minimal, but she still kept it easy. Just practicing the motions were good enough for now...
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First crappy post. Whoohoo! gonk
