Pebbles of the Present (Training)
Feb 2, 2008 0:45:16 GMT -7
Post by Elgar on Feb 2, 2008 0:45:16 GMT -7
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She would breath deeply, gasping for air for the fear was so real. She had to be hallucinating; maybe it was the heat that surrounded her in this desert. She got a grip of herself as she breath in deeply the wind that tried its best to cool her off in this hot place, but it just wasn’t enough. Her heart raced faster then that of a rabbit, and so she decided to continue slowly down the path trying to collect on what just happened.
She would find herself walking down a windy path, but she remembered clearly the path back up north, but the sea lie east so she would continue straight. Soon, her path would free from the wild winds that kicked earth into her face, so she would continue her training here, though in the back of her mind she still imagined that beast that haunted her so. She stayed positive however as she stopped within her tracks and closed her eyes.
Her hands would slowly lift up from her sides and close together before her chest. She felt the grains of earth crumble within her grip, slowly falling to the ground like that of the rain falling upon the earth. Soon, she was lost in meditation again, focused on the prize of learning this difficult technique. She would not stop until she learned it, and that said something, it said she wasn’t a quitter. Her wild black hair blew in the wind as the toothpick in the corner of her mouth dangled for its life by the grip of her teeth.
She waited for a good three minutes before slowly beginning the three hand seal’s for the jutsu. She was calm and collected as they were completed, and now she kneeled down and placed her hands into the earth below her feet. She felt her chakra drain into the earth, and waited for the chains to appear. It was silent for a good couple of seconds again, and soon the only sound heard was the sound of her heart beat again, a loud thudding sound.
She could hear it accelerate however, mostly for the fact that she was unsure as to whether or not that image would appear before her again. She needed to relax and calm herself down before she lost herself to this jutsu. Soon, the sound of chains could be heard rushing to the surface like a pack of dogs on the hunt for something. She would remain quite, her breathing quite calm and relaxed though the adrenaline in her body made her want to avoid what she believed to approach her.
The chains would get louder, and soon she would feel a large headache come over her. Following this feeling, the large ferocious beast would appear before her again causing her connection with the earth to break. Her breathing grew deep, just like last time almost as if she never remembered what happened last time. She seemed concerned with this technique, something that wasn’t really a thought within the wild mind of Kurenai. Would she give up on this technique for fear of freaking herself out? No, she was a ninja of mist and feared nothing of the sort.
She took one last deep breath to calm her soul, and then lifted herself up again. She had to think clearly upon this technique for she didn’t want that to happen again. She felt that the only true way was to face her fear, and so she would do it. She calculated from amount of time it took for her to get from Sand Village to this point, and then figured she had only a little ways to go to get to the wind country ports. She decided to wait it out and continue her training from here.
She kneeled down again before dusting her hands off with the earth that collected from her recent attempt of the attack. She took a breath and began to focus upon that place where all was silenced. She would hear her heartbeat once again, her ears feeling as if they were clogged underneath a large body of water. After this moment of silence, her hands quickly began to shuffle into the proper hand seals for the jutsu, three simple ones in fact.
After these were made, she would quickly open her eyes and watch her hands as they placed themselves into the sands. The heat would run through her body, and she felt comfort once again though it was already hot in this place. Soon, a surge of her own chakra would push down into the earth creating a reaction that would involve the forming of five metal chains.
She hoped for this reaction, for that was all she could do…hope. She slowly closed her eyes and felt the wind blow against her face, the earth roughing up her skin as it blew by. It was silent soon, leaving only the sound of her blood pumping like an oil machine, and soon the slight sound of chains. It sounded like a group of slaves were making their way to her position, and soon they got louder, almost raging as if they were quite untamed.
She would breath deeply, gasping for air for the fear was so real. She had to be hallucinating; maybe it was the heat that surrounded her in this desert. She got a grip of herself as she breath in deeply the wind that tried its best to cool her off in this hot place, but it just wasn’t enough. Her heart raced faster then that of a rabbit, and so she decided to continue slowly down the path trying to collect on what just happened.
She would find herself walking down a windy path, but she remembered clearly the path back up north, but the sea lie east so she would continue straight. Soon, her path would free from the wild winds that kicked earth into her face, so she would continue her training here, though in the back of her mind she still imagined that beast that haunted her so. She stayed positive however as she stopped within her tracks and closed her eyes.
Her hands would slowly lift up from her sides and close together before her chest. She felt the grains of earth crumble within her grip, slowly falling to the ground like that of the rain falling upon the earth. Soon, she was lost in meditation again, focused on the prize of learning this difficult technique. She would not stop until she learned it, and that said something, it said she wasn’t a quitter. Her wild black hair blew in the wind as the toothpick in the corner of her mouth dangled for its life by the grip of her teeth.
She waited for a good three minutes before slowly beginning the three hand seal’s for the jutsu. She was calm and collected as they were completed, and now she kneeled down and placed her hands into the earth below her feet. She felt her chakra drain into the earth, and waited for the chains to appear. It was silent for a good couple of seconds again, and soon the only sound heard was the sound of her heart beat again, a loud thudding sound.
She could hear it accelerate however, mostly for the fact that she was unsure as to whether or not that image would appear before her again. She needed to relax and calm herself down before she lost herself to this jutsu. Soon, the sound of chains could be heard rushing to the surface like a pack of dogs on the hunt for something. She would remain quite, her breathing quite calm and relaxed though the adrenaline in her body made her want to avoid what she believed to approach her.
The chains would get louder, and soon she would feel a large headache come over her. Following this feeling, the large ferocious beast would appear before her again causing her connection with the earth to break. Her breathing grew deep, just like last time almost as if she never remembered what happened last time. She seemed concerned with this technique, something that wasn’t really a thought within the wild mind of Kurenai. Would she give up on this technique for fear of freaking herself out? No, she was a ninja of mist and feared nothing of the sort.
She took one last deep breath to calm her soul, and then lifted herself up again. She had to think clearly upon this technique for she didn’t want that to happen again. She felt that the only true way was to face her fear, and so she would do it. She calculated from amount of time it took for her to get from Sand Village to this point, and then figured she had only a little ways to go to get to the wind country ports. She decided to wait it out and continue her training from here.
She kneeled down again before dusting her hands off with the earth that collected from her recent attempt of the attack. She took a breath and began to focus upon that place where all was silenced. She would hear her heartbeat once again, her ears feeling as if they were clogged underneath a large body of water. After this moment of silence, her hands quickly began to shuffle into the proper hand seals for the jutsu, three simple ones in fact.
After these were made, she would quickly open her eyes and watch her hands as they placed themselves into the sands. The heat would run through her body, and she felt comfort once again though it was already hot in this place. Soon, a surge of her own chakra would push down into the earth creating a reaction that would involve the forming of five metal chains.
She hoped for this reaction, for that was all she could do…hope. She slowly closed her eyes and felt the wind blow against her face, the earth roughing up her skin as it blew by. It was silent soon, leaving only the sound of her blood pumping like an oil machine, and soon the slight sound of chains. It sounded like a group of slaves were making their way to her position, and soon they got louder, almost raging as if they were quite untamed.