False Convenience (Training)
Feb 24, 2008 3:14:25 GMT -7
Post by Sanctioned on Feb 24, 2008 3:14:25 GMT -7
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*2nd Post*
"Heh, you call that training? You should probably just stop trying to learn from around here. I don't think you're good enough."
I simply chose not to hear those words of his. As I threw my Senbon, I still remained at the thirty yard line. I did not increase my range just because some mere competitor chose to take a few steps back. The teen obviously wanted attention, but I was not the certain type to give them the attention. I soon got lazy of using my Senbon and did at some point let the insult get to me. I'll at least admit that much. After I had started to land fatal blows on the target from fifteen yards, I knew it was time to take a few feet back.
I met side to side with the other. I would now get back into my stance. But instead of withdrawing another Senbon, I used my water recreation technique. Harvesting oxygen molecules and manipulating them. I have made an over well amount of H2O. I then shifted the water apart to form Senbon out of water. Now for the hardest part. I simply pressed chakra into the water and solidified them into ice. As I would balanced three Senbon in each hand between each knuckle gap. Mere ice, this did not seem tough, but what would make it impressive was, it was as hard as iron.
I would then tighten my grip on two of them as I released one. It shot towards it's mark hitting it in the shoulder. But the point it hit it at was in the gap area that connects the shoulder to the arm. I would then position my arm back into the Senbon stance and launch another. It hit the jaw area of the dummy connected to the post. The last one on the left hand was directed towards the hip. It would pierce between the pelvis and hip. Success in accuracy at this range was appreciated by only myself. Being a bit more daring, I released two from my right hand this time, one would hit the torso.
Nowhere major though, another would smash into the dirt ground below, falling a few yards short. Hearing a nearby chuckle, he simply moved his hand back with his last Senbon, and he lunged it towards the dummy on the post, piercing it in the eye area. With a dastardly looking grin, I looked over towards the other trainee. I then directed myself towards the post again. I would bend back and place my hands down on the ground and flip back as I soon covered up to the fifty yard line. As I came to a stop. I looked back at my competitor.
It was on. [/i]
*2nd Post*
"Heh, you call that training? You should probably just stop trying to learn from around here. I don't think you're good enough."
I simply chose not to hear those words of his. As I threw my Senbon, I still remained at the thirty yard line. I did not increase my range just because some mere competitor chose to take a few steps back. The teen obviously wanted attention, but I was not the certain type to give them the attention. I soon got lazy of using my Senbon and did at some point let the insult get to me. I'll at least admit that much. After I had started to land fatal blows on the target from fifteen yards, I knew it was time to take a few feet back.
I met side to side with the other. I would now get back into my stance. But instead of withdrawing another Senbon, I used my water recreation technique. Harvesting oxygen molecules and manipulating them. I have made an over well amount of H2O. I then shifted the water apart to form Senbon out of water. Now for the hardest part. I simply pressed chakra into the water and solidified them into ice. As I would balanced three Senbon in each hand between each knuckle gap. Mere ice, this did not seem tough, but what would make it impressive was, it was as hard as iron.
I would then tighten my grip on two of them as I released one. It shot towards it's mark hitting it in the shoulder. But the point it hit it at was in the gap area that connects the shoulder to the arm. I would then position my arm back into the Senbon stance and launch another. It hit the jaw area of the dummy connected to the post. The last one on the left hand was directed towards the hip. It would pierce between the pelvis and hip. Success in accuracy at this range was appreciated by only myself. Being a bit more daring, I released two from my right hand this time, one would hit the torso.
Nowhere major though, another would smash into the dirt ground below, falling a few yards short. Hearing a nearby chuckle, he simply moved his hand back with his last Senbon, and he lunged it towards the dummy on the post, piercing it in the eye area. With a dastardly looking grin, I looked over towards the other trainee. I then directed myself towards the post again. I would bend back and place my hands down on the ground and flip back as I soon covered up to the fifty yard line. As I came to a stop. I looked back at my competitor.
It was on. [/i]