Fukatongo Training [T][P]
Jan 21, 2011 17:29:26 GMT -7
Post by Draven on Jan 21, 2011 17:29:26 GMT -7
[Kyio's post] 8/10 Bukitai no Jutsu (Weapon Form Technique) D-Rank
Kyio seen in the book that as a standard, one who is in the Seitetsu clan must produces these forms in seconds, as if from instinct. So she continued her meditation, getting into a rhythm. After a while she didn't even notice she was humming a tune to her steel folding. Every once in a while she would check her status and check for flaws in her forms. It was the commitment to memory that was the trick. One fold, two fold, three fold, and so on till the form was complete. Every time she folded the steel she became more confident that she can produce a form in seconds. Though her time was still measured in a minute or so.
Kyio had to clear her mind, otherwise her folds become curves, and her time with the form decreased. She had to block out any sound within her mind, from any outside forces. The folding of the steel was what she was focused on. She eventually created a tactic to battle this challenge. She made it so that every time she made a fold she breathed out, and every time she was moving a fold she breathed in. It was like the flow of water hitting the banks of a shore. The folds felt more natural. With every crease she felt the form was becoming more perfect. She only messed up once, and with that mistake she found she could corrected very quickly by straightening the section out and refolding it.
Kyio was now ready to push all this folding in sync with themselves. She had 5 sheets that she was manipulation all in unison. It was like music how she created the forms. Though the sheets were small and this was probably the easiest tier to learn. But it was important to learn the basics. And with theses basics she will know the speed of the forms. Like her hand seals she cranked the forms out, molding from an almost pointed looking shape to a more rounded one. The forming of the metal was calming to her and she felt at ease as she went quicker and quicker. The molding steel was hers and she was metal, this was what her life shall be. The molding of life, the feel of shaping it into what ever she desired. She was ready to check her speed and reference the manual once again.
Kyio seen in the book that as a standard, one who is in the Seitetsu clan must produces these forms in seconds, as if from instinct. So she continued her meditation, getting into a rhythm. After a while she didn't even notice she was humming a tune to her steel folding. Every once in a while she would check her status and check for flaws in her forms. It was the commitment to memory that was the trick. One fold, two fold, three fold, and so on till the form was complete. Every time she folded the steel she became more confident that she can produce a form in seconds. Though her time was still measured in a minute or so.
Kyio had to clear her mind, otherwise her folds become curves, and her time with the form decreased. She had to block out any sound within her mind, from any outside forces. The folding of the steel was what she was focused on. She eventually created a tactic to battle this challenge. She made it so that every time she made a fold she breathed out, and every time she was moving a fold she breathed in. It was like the flow of water hitting the banks of a shore. The folds felt more natural. With every crease she felt the form was becoming more perfect. She only messed up once, and with that mistake she found she could corrected very quickly by straightening the section out and refolding it.
Kyio was now ready to push all this folding in sync with themselves. She had 5 sheets that she was manipulation all in unison. It was like music how she created the forms. Though the sheets were small and this was probably the easiest tier to learn. But it was important to learn the basics. And with theses basics she will know the speed of the forms. Like her hand seals she cranked the forms out, molding from an almost pointed looking shape to a more rounded one. The forming of the metal was calming to her and she felt at ease as she went quicker and quicker. The molding steel was hers and she was metal, this was what her life shall be. The molding of life, the feel of shaping it into what ever she desired. She was ready to check her speed and reference the manual once again.