On the move [Training/Travel]

[Nomonai]

[Enter]


It had only been but a trully short distance away from Moyoushi that Reuna encountered her father. The nara male had followed his daughter from the village, obviously worried about her sudden dissapearance. She'd not been paying attention, else she would have noticed him earlier on.


Eventually cutting her off, he said, "Reuna, I want you to have this. You must understand. A father will always worry about his daughter. I won't stop you from traveling, just have a little more direction in where you go."


Before she could happen to say anything, a small book was handed to her. "What's in it?"


"Like I said, some directions, should you get lost. Now to more imporatant matters." he said, not bothering to give a real answer. "Your speed is a real issue. I've noticed that you are quite slow in a lot of your movements. Whether this is due to you being a girl, or a general lack of care, it doesn't matter. It must be fixed. For this, I will train you for a bit before allowing you to go off into the world. I'll feel more at ease this way."

Sugizou
Rank: “C”
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: Creates an After Image of Self
Special: ---
Drawback: Can only be done ten times a day after learned due to abuse within Muscles, but each time trained one may do more and more. The user is only capable of making one at a time.
Description: The after image technique is the technique that allows the user to move side to side with extreme speed and towards a general direction creating an after image of the person. When learning this technique a person may only do Ten after images per day. If one wishes goes more then this number tissue has a chance to rip and tear. To be able to do more then ten per day one they must train for each again to create one more. This is the basis techniques for all techniques that may consist or deal with moves that deal with the After Image. This means that if a user wishes to know a technique that uses an after image they must have knowledge of this technique as well. Depending on how many after images a user uses within a technique is dependent on how many times this technique is known.
Limit: Universal Technique


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With that , Ruena was taken down to an area just out of the moyoushi jurisdiction. It was a training area very common for her father to use when he didn’t want to use the coliseum. After a bit of explaining, she found out that the move he intended her to learn was the sugizou. That didn’t seem too hard.



To begin, Reuna began to walk around in a circle. In her mind, she was trying to picture the process she should go about. Should she simply run around in circles until she got faster, or should she pace herself and go for a gradual response? Glancing about, the diameter of this little clearing was about thirty meters, just enough to get a decent run for a small test. With her back to her father, she took a lunging run forward. The take off was very clumsy, and obviously could have been executed better. Her speed in her run was very slow and it seemed pointless for her to actually try going on like this. That much was obvious, so she took the time to come to a screeching halt in the grass. Her feet skid for a moment for though it was sunny outside, the dew had not yet dried up from the forest floor. She’d ran about fifteen meters, not of which appeared to even brush up against the technique in question.



Turning back around, Reuna got ready to take another running lung toward her father. Her run was once again flat footed and clumsy, hampering the possible speed she could have put out. After running about ten meters back toward her father, she realized that her form was off. Her feet were practically dragging against the floor. She managed to straighten and tighten her form up slightly, but by the time that was accomplished, there was no time to improve her speed any.

Standing before her father again, she asked, “How exactly is it done father? May I have a demonstration?”


Instantly, her father, who had been before her just seconds ago appeared to make a slight movement toward her. However, midway through that movement, he froze. It took a second for Reuna to realize it, but he was no longer standing there. Her eyes had obviously missed the direction he had gone, but she took the moment to inspect the after image technique. It appeared that through the extremely fast movement, the blurring movement tricked the eyes seeing an illusion of the person who had been there. Her hand reached forward one to touch it, when her hand had reach it, it simply went through the after image and disappeared. The image faded, then it was simply her standing around, alone.


Her body continued to stand there for a moment wondering what was happening until her instincts told her to turn around. As she did so, her heart nearly skipped a beat, for her father was standing behind her expectantly. It’s not that she was scared, but it was surprising for he’d appeared to have simply vanished. “That is the after image. Now, let me see you try again. Keep in mind, you’re not trying to run forever. It’s just a simple short range movement.”


Taking that into mind, Reuna staid still for a moment and concentrated. As she did, she attempted to focus her mind on her muscles. By doing so, she could naturally boost her speed a tad just by having her body prepared for such a thing. Her eyes closed for a brief second as she inhaled. On the exhale, she opened her eyes up and pushed forward with the full use of the muscles in her legs. Resistant to the call, the right leg that she used to push off with initially tightened up slightly. But she pushed through the strain and forced herself to move forward. The wind pushed passed her as she moved, and for a moment, se felt as if her speed had suddenly tripled, if only for a second. It was exhilarating, but still not what she had need. For while her speed had gotten better in the one movement, it hadn’t even tapped into the potential of human muscle. Her father, aware of this simply sighed and said, “Continue. You’ll get better”

[Nomonai]

?/30

Reuna’s forward movement stopped abruptly, only a few meters from where she started. The movement was highly restrained, but she’d honestly never forced such a movement upon her body. It was euphoric for the second that it lasted, but when she turned and saw her father’s expression, she knew that it wasn’t completed.. However, she could see just how much she had improved on her own in just a moment. Standing back straight again, Reuna began to focus again. Eyes closed, She began to sync her mind and body together, attempting to make each movement as easy as possible. The process took a good few seconds, along a few repetitive breaths between the clearing of her mind. Finally, she lunged forward and pushed off with her right foot. The muscles on her lower body resisted and strained against her movement. That caused her to lag greatly, though for a second time through, she did indeed increase her speed one more. The air around whistled through her ears until she stopped moving. It was just a little fatiguing to be honest. The muscles in her body weren’t used to moving like this, and that was shy they were resisting. However, the only way to build tolerance was by sticking to it.


Ignoring the eyes of her father behind her back, Reuna continued on with this process, gradually increasing her speed on each attempt. Unfortunately, it took longer each time. The thought was that as she went about it more, it would come more naturally and thus be easier. On the contrary, every attempt at sugizou made her legs more tired at an exponential rate. Just barely on her tenth try, it would become almost impossible to move her legs. Still, she stood nice and tall, perfectly still. Her figure became statuesque as she put the burn of her legs out of her mind. She then pushed off one more time. This time when she pushed forward, she could have sworn she’d felt odd for a moment. Was that the sensation of leaving an after image, like the physical feeling the body received for moving in such a fashion? No. It was only her legs. The movement had literally dulled their use for a moment. She suddenly flew forward an addition four meters, skidding to a halt once she hit her knees on the floor.


That was it. Her legs were in too much pain at the moment. One of the muscles in the legs were actually bulging from over use. They were not torn however. Should she continued on, that was the likely out come. A rest was issued for her. Not one that her father freely gave, simply one that was needed in order to avoid harm.

After about fifteen minutes of resting her legs, her father came to help her to her feet. Facing her, he said, “You are getting closer. Try to match my speed though” With that, her father used a sugiozo and appeared to the right while still leaving an after image before her. It was so fast though., still atleast twice her speed.


Before moving this time, Reuna did a few small stretches, to loosen the muscles in her legs. They were still quite sore, but movement had been restored, else she’d still be on the floor. As she came back into form, the breathing was starting with her eyes closed. Once she was ready, the opened quickly as she pushed off. For all of her will was focused toward her lower body. She did feel noticeably faster, and in fact, her a slight bluring in her movement did occur. After she landed a few meters away and stopped, she was exhausted again.

“You’re doing much better you can almost match my speed there for a second. I thought you almost had it. Do you need to rest again?” Her father asked, just a little on the impatient side.


“No, I’ve got it. What’s next?” She asked, ready to continue, though her chest heaved up and down with every breath.

[Captain M]

16/30

SHAZAM

[Nomonai]

16/30



She was allowed rest for no more than a single second. After that, the training continued. Her father would appear in front of her then disappear in a blur of motion. Her concentration shifted to her own body. She had to copy his motions to learn this move. After a second of paused thought, she sprung off. The muscles in her lower body still ached slightly from over stimulation, but the previous pause relieved some of the strain. As a result, she managed to managed to move moderately fast. Of course, this was still not the afterimage technique at its best. There was a slight blurring of motion as she moved after her father, but that was it. The blur was attached to her form and followed her. She’d yet to separate herself from the blurs to create a separate illusion. For that, her father was quickly able to follow her movements as if she hadn’t moved at all.


When she stopped, her father immediately urged her to continue trying. All she wanted to do though was rest for a minute. But she began to concentrate on the muscles of her legs again, slowly though, because they were tired. After a second, she turned to see a kunai in her father’s hand just over five meters away. Her concentration was broken when he tossed it at her as though he were to kill her. The loss of concentration caused her to stumble forward, falling out the way of the kunai, but likewise loosing out on the chance to use an afterimage. She’d been to slow to react.


“Come now. If you have to sit there that long just to move quickly, you mine as well sit and defend. Speed up or go home!” Just like that, he appeared behind her and kicked her to her feet. After a few rolls, she landed upright and turned to face her father. His words were bit harsh, but she couldn’t allow it to distract her. A kunai was flung at her again. She managed to quickly stumble to the right, missing the kunai by a few meters by the time it got to where she was. However, what she didn’t see was her father. He’d already moved via the afterimage technique and appeared as though he were still in front of her. Mimicking his motions, she concentrated briefly and attempted to move out the way once. The motion was fast, but not fast enough. It was perhaps one of the slowest motions she’d made lately and as a result, when her father kicked out at her, she was knocked off balance “Concentrate! Faster!” He yelled as she tumble to the side.


Once she got back to her feet, her father quickly through another kunai at her. This time, she managed to concentrate without taking nearly as much time as before. Still, there was some lag in her thought and movement and for that, as her blurring imaged moved, the kunai clipped the side of her kimono. She did however manage to put some distance in between herself and that location. However, it wasn’t over. As before, she could since that her father had moved already to a new location. Her best guess would have been to her back. Believing this, she forced her muscles to move forward another time. The muscles were still stressed, but beginning to loosen up greatly due to getting used to the motions. For a brief moment, her appearance blurred to such a degree that when she moved from her spot, a semi illusion was made. It was almost an after image. If only she’d moved a little faster.


Her feet landed her just out the range of a swift kick at her. No sooner had the kick missed, her father moved at a nearly untraceable speed, appearing before her. She moved again, creating a blurring image of herself, but it didn’t hold. She couldn’t maintain the speed. Her father on the other hand was still as fast as ever. He landed where was going before she even reached the spot. A leg sweep was initiated by him. She managed to jump, but even that was quite fast enough. Her body was half way in the air, propelling away when he caught hold of her leg. One brief tug was all he took to being her off her feet. Had she been fast enough, she would have gotten away. Obviously, that wasn’t the case.


“Still too slow,” her father mumbled, still disappointed at her progress.

[Leonov]

~ Nomonai: +9
25/30

[Nomonai]

25/30



“Come now, rise. You are not leaving Moyoushi without mastering this one.”

Without words, she rose up to her feet. It began again already. Her father mercilessly initiated a close range attack on her. It was a combination of punches an kicks. Tilting her head back, she managed to avoid the first few punches, but to avoid the kicks, she had to put distance between them. Her right leg took this as a sign to arch backwards slightly. Just as her father began his first kick, he pushed off with that leg. Instantly, she was propelled a few feet backward, launching out of range of his limbs. He followed her though, and attempted to attack her again. This time, she pushed off with a tremendous amount of force. Naturally, the muscles were starting to ache again, but she was astounded at how fast she’d moved. Previously, a punch had followed her, thrown by her father. Her motion had actually created a single afterimage. It appeared as though she hadn’t move for a brief second. He hadn’t realized that she’d actually done an afterimage. As a result, his punch connected with nothing more than a wavering image in the air.



The afterimage then dispersed, leaving him to stumble forward into empty air. She was excited for a mere moment. To have finally gotten it correct was just…. Crack!!! Had she been paying more attention, she would have noticed the move her father had made. Instead, she was sent flying as a single well placed punch connected with her cheek. She was senseless as she hit the floor hard and rolled a few times. She’d in fact been knocked unconscious. When she regained consciousness, her father was standing over her again. “Don’t lose focus! Now stand. We continue”


Reuna accepted her and prepared to try again. This time, her father attacked relentlessly, forces her to constantly defend. Her body responded by ducking and weaving through the attacks, though they were too quick and fluent to dodge with such slight motions. Concentrating more, she managed to use the after image technique again. Her father continued to pursue her, no longer fooled by the images. This pressed on attack forced her to continue using the after image in order to get away. What ever distance she put between her father and herself seemed to be breached without the passing of a second. She dodge his attack and use it again. Everytime her body after imaged, she noticed that her legs began to strain more, but it got easier to use. Her body was getting accustomed to the movements involved in the afterimage technique. Finally, it seemed as though her father had stopped pursuing her.



She halted and took a few calming breaths. Had she gotten it? How many times had she used it any way? She lost count at about eight. Her father, standing aobut five meters from her moved againt to attack. Her mind however was worried about how many uses of the technique she got. However, when the blurring image of her father appeared by her side, she quickly afterimaged out the way. His pursuit then forced her to use it once more to get out of range of his assault. And then, he suddenly stopped. But why?


“Reuna, my daughter, that’s good. I see you’ve finally gotten it. There’s one more thing though…” His voice trailed on from there as he suddenly moved with alarming speed at her. This time, he had a sword drawn and his arms were aimed as if to strike her down. Confused and scared, she panicked, and attempted to after image to safety. Her legs didn’t respond the way she wanted though. Instead, they locked up and suddenly spasmed. It was so painful and she fell off her feet. She almost thought she was hit, but his blade stopped just inches from her face.


“But father, why?” She asked


“Child, you still have much to learn. The afterimage technique is one that can only be used ten times in one day when first learned. You can practice to learn more, but other than that, the muscles lock up if you exceed your limit.”

[Nira]

Good enough

Learned

[Nomonai]

With her leg terribly strained, Reuna was left to sit on the floor for a moment. A few seconds had passed and her father said, "The book, open it."


As she did, she was able to read up the discription of a few different fighitng styles. It was really no more than a few notes about broad locations of where to find masters and such, but she had to ask. "Father, what is this?"


"This is some information about a really basic but effective fighting style, jigen ryu. I believe you could benefit from finding a master."


She read on, and the nearest was located in suna. To bad for herself, Suna was a desert nation, known to house perhaps the most extreme weather on this planet. For that, the search would be long, especially with no way to identify the man other by name. Rising from the floor, Reuna limped off toward the capitol of the River country. She need to by a few supplies before beginning her search. Her father didn't ask questions, being that he knew where she was going.


[Exit]

[Nomonai]

[Enter]


The day had long passed into night and then the next day. Having rested, Reuna quickly rose to her feet and began on her way to the wind country. Having stayed within the river capital, she was already closer to it's border than if she'd started from moyoushi itself. Still, by foot, the route was still hard, but no where near as long as she'd expect it to be.

Morning, the sun shining clearly over her head, left the young nara's feet treading lightly over the soft floor. The weather similar to what it had been yesterday. There wasn't even the shadow of a single cloud on the horizon. This meant there was no need to worry about things such as rain. For her, this was good, having not brought any kind of rain wear. The hours continued to roleby for her as she got nearer to the border. The temperature had been climbing ever so slowly as she continued to walk. She couldn't too far off. She did decide to rest her feet though, for the pace was quite upsetting them, and once in the land of wind, she would very unlikely like to stop.



The rest was rather short. Though her feet were not in the condition she would have liked, the last thing she wanted was for night to sneak up on her. Desserts, while brutal in the day, were haggard and cold at night. Moving along, the gentle soft hills and forest of the land of river began to lessen and diminish, the temperature slowly climbing once more. In due time, the change became greater until the trees were gone. The grasses and soft land were at it's bleak minimum. On the horizons, she could see sands that had spent its time shifting endlessly. Her pace continued toward this horizon until hills became duns and there were no friendly shrubs in the area. There were cacti, but they gave no confort to her eyes, accept to diminish the mono shade of the sand with a temperary interruption of green prickly plants. Untop of a particularly large dune, the wind swept by, picking particles of sand from the desert grounds around her. The heat of the sun was licking at whatever skin she'd had exposed, making her glade to have worn a kimono. She was here, the wind countr. Now, what would her first objective be?

[Zetsumei]

Moved

[Nomonai]

A gust of hot air blew by, licking her face long and hard like the tongue of a demon. She had to find a way out of here pretty quickly, less she might sucumb to the heat. Her first step down the dune was very perilous, but saved her perhaps a full minute of walking. Her foot had slid under the shifting sand, causing her to slide the full length down. In nearly seconds, her kimono was filled with sand, hot and gritty. It was annoying and uncomfortable. Some minute saved. She was nearly lazy enough to take such a short cut like this. She could have caused the whole dune to collaspe, burying... her... a-li...


She shuddered at the thoughts that came to her mind. Images began to leap forth into her mind. Faces full of anger and scorn attacked and kicked her. Her heart rate accelerated as she began to push the memory away forcibly. Once it passed, she laid in the sand for a few minutes, shaking from the fear that clung to her skin. She shook of though and rose.


Opening her supplies, it was clear to her that she was running awfully low on supplies. This meant there was only one place to go, The wind city capital. Desert travel was a no no without proper hidration. She began to pick up her pace to get there. Being rather close to the border, she could make there by night fall if she didn't stop.


Shaking the loose sand from her body, Reuna continued her journey. Each passing hour, it felt like the sun continued to get closer. About the time when it was just pass directly over head, she felt it get a little cooler. That meant it would be night soon. Her pace quicked until the shape of a city loomed far over the horizon. At this point, she be there in mere minutes, if she ran. She thought on this for a moment before breaking out into an all out run.


After approximately ten full minutes of running, she was passing though the gates to the city. The sky had darkened slightly as the sun laid down for the night. She was exuasted. Perhaps she would stay here for a few days to rest before looking for him. It would likely be an exhausting task. Afterall, there was lots of sand to cover. She decided to head to an in. At least there, she could get a decent night's sleep without a hassle. After checking in, she collasped on the bed in her room. It was quite confortable, when compared to hot sand. She was sleep within moments.

[C-C-C-Cryptekz]

Moved.

[Nomonai]

[Training starts at the TP counter]


She awoke early the next morning and departed from the hotel. It was only about 7, but it already felt like mid afternoon from any other place. She decided to take a peak abound the capital. At first encounter, it was quite a dreary place, probably due to the heat. However, once she allowed to heat to slip from her mind, which took the better part of two hours, she happened to spy a dojo of a sort. Peaking her head inside, there were a number of students, all of which were striking at a the air with swords. She couldn't wrap her mind around what they were doing unless they were all that bad.


Her gaze drifted over to the figure of an older man. He was apearantly the sensei of this current class. He glanced over to Reuna and said, "Don't be shy, we're just starting today's class. Come."


She had no intents of joining the dojo, but she decided what harm could it do to simply observe. It seemed the master was introducing a new move to the other students. After they'd all failed a few times, he stood in a stance and struck at the air aiming at the wall. With in seconds, the wall became scarred as if some one had struck it repeatedly. She was amazed and speechless. What form or sword play was this?


"Now it's your turn," he said, she didn't know what to do. She froze, and that's when he could see it in her face. "Ok, I'm going to show you a few basic stances. It seems like this is your first day here. For now, this is what you will need to know,"


Seigan no Kamae and Chudan no Kamae
Rank: "E"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A stance that is used within the Senkou Kensei Kenshiki fighting style. A stance that is needed for certain types of techniques depending on what the technique is used or how it is used. These are two stances in one to where the properties are similar as well as the knowledge of them, the way they look, and what they will be used for.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The Seigan and Chudan no Kamae are similar in every aspect when it comes to looking at the opponent, having their feet placed down upon te very floor, as well as the amount of pressure they have between both of their legs. The user keeps their right or left foot forward having their toes pointing forwards. Their opposite foot is shaped in an "L" shaped keeping their legs in equal motion. Their feet are perpendicular from one another as face forward their feet and legs are in shoulder width apart. This is used as a basic formation to where the user can move from either defensive, or defensive movements. For the Seigan no Kamae stance has their hands relaxed, grasped against the handle of the blade in question. The sword is pointing in a forty five degree angle as their arms are relaxed, hands close towards his hips as one would wait and relax. For the Chudan no Kamae the user keeps the same foot work as that of Seigan but their hands is brought up towards chest level as the sword that they hold is slightly more gripped proof. The sword is pointed forward as the blade is pointed down towards the ground. These stances are mostly known for parrying and blocking, as well as making quick attacks upon the opponent.
Limit: Must undergo Senkou Kensei Kenshiki



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"First is this stance, the chudan no kamae." He instructed her to place her feet shoulder length apart. She did this without hesitation. That much seemed easy enough. Then, she was told to place her right foot forward. She did so, and angled the toe perfectly forward. Once again, that much was easy, as it should be. There weren't too many fighting styles in the world where the stances were harder than the moves, which she'd only seen one of.


Continueing on, she placed the left foot further back then the right. When she shifted the left outward, it formed a perpendicular angle between both feet. It caused her left foot to arch backward slightly more than she was used to. Her knee twisted enough so that her left felt unconfortable, and she began to lean forward. At this, her sensei immediately told her to stand tall, as this was a proud form of swordsmanship. Another minute of figdeting between her legs placed them both at the proper distance and footing, but it was so uncomfortable


Next, she had to position her blade a certain way. So after drawing it, she positioned her blade upperward, to her chest. The blade itself was grasped quite tightly, as instructed, and angled down towards the floor. Overall, things were moving sorta slow for her. She had the feel for this stance. However, her arms were getting tired of being positioned this high.


After a moment passed, he instructed her to shift her arms downward toward her hips. The hands that gripped the sword continued to do so in a vice grip as if they would drop the sword on the floor.


"Loosen your hands, they should be more relaxed." She did this too, and found that she liked this stance better. After holding it there for a few seconds, he said,"This is seigan no Kamea" When her head nodded, he said,"Ok, now go back to seigan no kamea," Though she'd just done the stance, she found it dificult to readjust the move. After a few minutes of going between the two, he said, "Well, shall we move on now?"

[Tenkai]

Learned,
Add it~

[Nomonai]

Tenchi Hasso no Kamae and Fudo no Kamae
Rank: "E"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: Stances that is used within the Senkou Kensei Kenshiki fighting style. A stance that is needed for certain types of techniques depending on what the technique is used or how it is used. These are two stances in one to where the properties are similar as well as the knowledge of them, the way they look, and what they will be used for.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The Tenchi Hasso and Fudo no Kamae are similiar to that of closely towards that of Seigan and Chudan no Kamae to where the footing is quite similar. The user keeps their right or left foot forward having their toes pointing forwards. Their opposite foot is shaped in an "L" shaped keeping their legs in equal motion. Their feet are perpendicular from one another as face forward their feet and legs are in shoulder width apart. With the Tenchi Hasso no Kamae the user holds the sword more closer towards their very sides. The body is slightly slanted a little more as the user holds the sword tightly. This is mostly used for a defensive form of the stance as the user keeps the sword pointing upwards. For Fudo no Kamae the user uses this stance in more of an offensive form. The user would face the opponent as their arms are raised up holding the hilt of the blade. The sword is slanted in a diagonal form but the user keeps this very stance and hold it tightly. This stance is mostly used for attacks that deals with downward strikes, but as well as the type of movements for confusing the enemy with sliding attacks.
Limit: Must undergo Senkou Kensei Kenshiki


Relief sunk in at hearing that they could go on. She'd already slumped forward some and lost her posture. Immediately, she met with some stern resistance upon hearing her sensei say that it was another stance. Immediately, she had to realign herself for the stance she was previously. Right leg forward, her foot angled dead ahead, once again taking the lead. Her left once more bridged of distance of shoulder length, angling the toes to perpendicular with the right foot. He feet like this annoyed her to some bit of degree, not to mention having to learn how to stand.


Continuing on, she then had to move the sword again to a different position. She thought it was supposed slanted out like the chudan no kamae but no, it was the opposite. She had to angle the sword up and solid ninety degrees. It also had to be held closer to her body. Tightly gripping the sword in hands, she began to hold it about chest high, squaring her arms and shoulders. It was at this point where she was told to relax and slant her body some. Her legs were even locked. No, this wouldn't do at all. From here, this stance couldn't stand it's defensive purposes. A minute passed, and she managed to loosen up a bit. The circulation in her body relaxed a bit, since the now unlocked legs allowed the blood to flow.


This was the tenchi no kamea, but now what? Another stance? But of course. The next was by all means, unmistakable for an offensive stance. She could see that much now. The blade she carried was now instructed to acrch upward over her head. It then slanted to the side slightly, still carefully staying suspended over her head. Now she had to tighten her hands again. Being a mostly offensive stance, not holding sword tightly enough meant not being able to attack to the fullest. This could mean anywhere from defeat to death, funeral or victory. The blade was positioned well enough now, but then she had to shift her body. As it stood, she couldn't strike properly from here. Her body was actually shifted away from any logical target. To attack, she'd have to be able to reach. Slowly, her body turned forward until it was facing the direction she would likely attack from. That was better. Now if she only knew how to attack.


Before she could further experiment, her sensei stopped her. It was time to move on again. Would it be a technique she learned this time? she hoped, but hope alone couldn't do but so much.

[Itsuki v2]

Eh... add it.

[Nomonai]

"That's it for the day. Classes will start again tommorrow," said the her sensei and began to close down shop. Reuna didn't argue, not quite sure of what had happened any way. She'd only learned a few stances. But what could she really do?


Her feet led her outside the dojo just as it closed. The heat was still stifling, being that it was only about 3 noon. That was it though. The wind country was too hot and should perhaps have been named the sea of burning sand for that is indeed what the majority of the country was like durring the day. Regardless, she picked up her few belongs and head for the gates of the capitol she'd have to find somewhere else to go.


[Exit]