An Akumu's Destiny: Training

[makoakumu]

Senbon Sogekihei (Senbon Sharpshooter)
Rank: C Rank
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: Throwing a single senbon from far away with extreme accuracy the user can penetrate certain parts of the anatomy that they learn in their training of this jutsu. By hitting these they can slow enemies down with a single throw, or even do minor damage from far away.
Special: None
Drawback: Only one Senbon allowed
Description: Using a flick of the wrist this silent technique can send a senbon soaring in. This does more damage than a random throw with the senbon and can add hit certain points slowing enemies down more then most believe possible with a single senbon.
Limit: Must be of the Senbon Taitoku, Must know the Senbon Taitoku Stance

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Knowing he needed more skills at throwing senbon, Mako decided to go out into the fields near the forest and train his accuracy. Upon arriving he prepared by grabbing a single senbon, placed snugly between his middle and ring fingers. He already had a tree picked in his sights to make his target, he did so dislike things that stood out so clearly. Without hesitation he quickly flicked his arm, sending the senbon that was between his fingers, flying towards the specific tree he aimed at.

As the senbon flew through the air, he noticed the wind resistance began to push harder on it; thus making it begin to shake and utterly fly off course. In the end the senbon he threw managed to stick into another tree, about four feet down from the one he aimed at. A little discouraged, but never one to give up, he reached for another senbon and contemplated his next throw. Deciding maybe it wasn't the strength of his throw, but the way he flicked his wrist, he prepared himself.

"Do not try and destroy the object...instead, focus on going through the object." This is what he told himself as he changed his breathing to focus more. There had to be a way to throw more accurately.

Instead of focusing on the tree itself, he now focused on a particular piece of bark. Like focusing on a keyhole to see what is on the other side. Instead of destruction, he now focused on piercing the object and penetrating the other side. He quickly extended his arm and flicked his wrist again, this time flicking his wrist slightly differently. He watched once again as the object he had thrown flew from his hand.

This time the senbon flew with more push, but eventually ended up the same way as the last one. Once again instead of hitting the desired tree, he hit one nearby, at least now he was only three trees off. He did always try to look on the bright side, yet it was still disappointing when things did not go as planned. He now had to consider other things into this equation. Because whatever it was he was supposed to be doing, this obviously was not it.

[C-C-C-Cryptekz]

+6

[makoakumu]

6 / 30

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After taking a small rest, it was time to get back to training. The flicking of the wrist didn't seem to change much for him. There were alternate methods of dealing with failure. He reached for a senbon as he stood up once more. He still had yet to figure out a way to improve his accuracy when throwing. Maybe there was something he had not counted on in his equation, maybe gravity adjustments or something.

He decided to continue trying, throw after throw, yet he was still disappointed. He even went as far as to try jumping and throwing the senbon at his targets. He tried spinning and releasing the senbon at the perfect time. He tried running towards the target and throwing the senbon. Nothing really seemed to be working for him, and he knew gaining this small skill would help him so much in the end.

He tried alternating using both arms, and even tried throwing back handed as well. None of these seemed to work for him. As he walked to the trees to reclaim his senbon for more training, he began to think more about what it is he's doing that seems to be hindering his training. Something was seriously holding him back. Maybe it was the force in his throw instead of how he flicked his wrist.

He threw the next senbon with a flick of the wrist, but with all of his strength. The senbon flew accurately for about thirty feet before it quickly strayed away from it's destination. This time was worse than the others, it managed to hit a tree three feet off the ground, fifteen feet away from it's original target. This was not only unacceptable, but completely ridiculous at the same time. Why was it so hard for him to throw a simple senbon?

Either way this was becoming stressful and he wasn't gaining anything useful from these disappointments. Maybe it was useless, maybe it wasn't, but one thing was certain. He needed to rest and meditate on what to do to fix his little problem. He gathered his used senbon's once again and stretched out onto the grass. After making the appropriate seals, he used his hidden mist jutsu, not only did the mist calm him so he could relax, but it hid him so he would not be bothered as well.

[Tenkai]

+8
`14.30]

((This one is a toughy xP))

[makoakumu]

After a short nap, Mako knew he had to continue his training, this sleeping would get him no where. He wouldn't have much more time for training as he had every intention of leaving the grass soon. As he stood he realized he wasn't getting very far, something had to give. He took his stance once more and began throwing his senbon harder than ever, repeatedly landing them closer and closer to the spot he desired. He smiled as he threw one too hard and it buried itself where it landed, not that he cared about losing one, but he was happy to see whatever he hit was definitely in trouble.

He proceeded on to another tree, repeatedly throwing more and more senbon. This seemed like such a waste for him, yet he knew in the end it would pay off. As he continued about his merry way of throwing senbon into the trees over and over again. He would eventually hit his mark, without hesitation he continued his assault of the senbon, only stopping when he ran out, to collect what he had thrown. Hour after hour, he would continue his routine, his arms sore and tired.

Eventually, Mako would give out, though his clan had taught him endurance, even they had their limits. He would once more take a quick rest, a cat nap of sorts, as every warrior needs their rest before they wear themselves out. He laid there happy about today's accomplishments, as he would sleep, he would sleep well.

[Umehara]

+8

22|30.

Good that you show weariness in your posts. I really enjoy the eventual struggle between a person in their training. Thanks for that.

[makoakumu]

Another day, Mako had slept the afternoon and night away this time. Though upon awaking, he knew today had to be different, today would be the day he went for vital points in the anatomy to do a different kind of damage. As he would think to himself, a man would come running out of the forest nearby with a few of the villagers yelling out, "Thief! Thief!". He couldn't have found himself a better opportunity!

As the thief tried to escape across the open fields, Mako drew his senbon in each hand. "What a easy prey..." he would think to himself. The man would seem awfully fast, this would of course be associated with his extraordinary height. Mako would soon see how fast he could run injured. With the blink of an eye, he threw the three senbon in his right hand. It was as if they glided on a guided path to the man's left knee.

The man would stumble on his right knee at first, but that would also soon be taken care of. Mako would throw his three senbon in his left hand next, once more it was as if they were being unnaturally guided by something as their way into the man's right ankle, locking it as the others had done to his knee. He would smile as the man went down to the ground, of course, he would walk over to see his prey.

"It would seem you have been taken down, as it would seem my skills have improved from my training. Oh and I wouldn't draw those kunai if I were you, as I am confident in my speed of drawing my senbon and putting them into your throat before your kunai hit me anywhere." He said as he looked the thief eye to eye with a heavy evil stare.

The other villagers would arrive only a moment later to take the man into custody and return him to the village. They gave their thanks to Mako and returned to their village. Mako was happy with himself for a change, he was sure that he had finally completed his training, now he could move on.

[Umehara]

Learned