The Kaguya cometh [Solo/Training]

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] Elegance and Strength Are the foundations upon which i train Steeping out elegantly upon the training field cold eyes surveyed the area, they glazed over those few who were upon the field as if they were merely shadows and not people. They were unimportant and distractions. When Kira trained he likes to clear his mind of all distractions, he let the storm of the mind calm until it was a subdued sea, tranquil and quiet. When you quieted the mind you allowed for better understanding, for better learning and for better improving oneself. Walking with his usual long determined strides Kira made his way to a nice and secluded area of the training field, here he would hone his skills further. He still had a long way to go, he was no fool, though he considered himself strong amongst the other Genin he was by no means a powerful shinobi. But he would be. Evening time had settled upon the village of Iwagakure, soon the others would leave, the chilly winds and lack of light would chase them away. Not Kira though, he relished having his senses tested, his body dealing with uncomfortable climates, these things made ones body stronger and a stronger body meant a stronger shinobi. Topless as most Kaguya liked to be Kira's body was a prime example athleticism, he was lithe and muscular his body an engine of power. His dusty brown hair blew wildly in the wind, it did not bother him, he was in the eye of the storm in his mind, all was calm. Reaching his destination Kira wasted no time in beginning a series of small and simple stretches. These would allow his body to loosen up and prepare it for the rigorous workout it was going to receive. A Kaguya's body was of great importance, with their bloodline having a drastic side effect it was always important to keep ones physical prowess at it's peak. Unlike most kekkei genkai's the Kaguya's was solely physical, it altered ones body to perform amazing feats. It was therefore no surprise that the majority of Kaguya focused on their Taijutsu. Kira was one who agreed and put most of his effort into the art of close combat and physical attacks. They were much more elegant. Stretching his arms wide and bending his body in ways that caused his muscles to ache Kira's face remained as passive as it had been before. Indeed his expressions rarely changed, emotions were something a shinobi should discard, they led to weakness or self indulgence. They were often the cause of great shinobi falling short of their potential. Standing straight his stretches complete Kira inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. He would not fall to his emotions, he would be a pure shinobi. CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

[nnja2]

[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] Elegance and Strength Are the foundations upon which i train Both eyelids would shut sealing Kira in darkness. He could feel the wind and smell the earth scent of his village, he could hear the footsteps of other Genin fade away, leaving the field to seek shelter form the night and the cold. In his mind he pictured his location, Kira held an uncanny ability to remember his surroundings down to the smallest detail. Activating his Shikotsumyako Kira felt a change within him, it was impossible to describe. His bones would become akin to iron rods, this was the foundation for all Kaguya techniques. It served as an excellent defense to opposing Taijutsu specialists who could quite easily break a bone by attacking. But this strengthening of the body was meant for more, so much more. Moving into his starting stance Kira turned his palms outward two long rods of bone would extend forth from the center of his palms. They would grow to be a couple of feet long, they were sharp, deadly and as strong as steel. Eyes snapping open Kaijin would begin striking out in a swift fluid motion, his stave's would slice through the air with elegance and power, moving with a speed a sword would be hard pressed to match. In the art of swordsmanship it was often said to think as ones sword as part of yourself, well for Kira this came naturally, his stave's were a part of himself and as such they moved with him, as one being. Pivoting swiftly his foot not moving an inch as he span Kira struck out in multiple positions on his sides, he envisioned being attacked by a gang of Genin and struck at where there necks, chests and arms would be. Kira always tried to picture these imaginary foes as realistically as possible, they moved as Kira knew Genin to move he often found himself frowning and realizing that he would have been struck here or there or missed an attack. Though his clan was hard on him Kira was harder, he would scold himself for any failings even small ones. Perfection was his goal, and though he knew true perfection was unobtainable he would strive to come as close to it as any man could get. Moving at level best speeds Kira changed his target of attack, an old hereby tree would serve as his alternate target. Striking at the tree in quick succession Kira watched his crimson eyes keen on the damage he left, the tree quickly began to look as if some fearsome beast had been mauling it. Leaping swiftly through the air in an armless forward flip Kira struck at two branches beneath him landing on one above he became perfectly motionless. The wind blew harder and the tree shook as the branches snapped off cleanly, such was the power of the Kaguya. Climbing his way to the top of the tree Kira looked out over the field. He was now alone and the sun was nearly fully below the horizon, the wind blew again this time more savagely forcing Kira to fight for balance. Black clouds were forming overhead, a storm was on it's way, it would make a perfect environment for training. Kira gave a small smile, his first in a long time and as usual nobody around to see such a small expression, an expression that betrayed the humanity buried deep beneath the cold exterior Kaguya Kira. CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

[nnja2]

[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] Elegance and Strength Are the foundations upon which i train Kira watched with strange interest as the black clouds above began to to cover then entirety of the sky over the village. This was going to be one heck of a storm, just being outside it was most likely dangerous. Knowing this made staying out to train even more appealing. But first Kira wanted to see if he could withstand the might of mother nature, he would bend in the breeze but not break. He would withdraw the bone stave's into his palms and instead sent out bones from his feet. They would pierce through his shinobi sandals and into the branch of the tree. Kira knew this was dangerous, but part of him did not care, it yearned to stare death in the face and laugh at it. As the winds began to whip through the village Kira heard a cloud crash and watched the two branches he had torn off fly into the surrounding fence of the field denting it. The tree began to moan and wail under him he could hear the branches creak with pressure. He felt so alive in this moment, he knew he would not die. Thank's to his Akuin Kira held steadfast at first but having his bone within the branch of the tree did not give him as much support as the ground would have. As the storm got worse it became increasingly harder to maintain his balance, soon smaller branches were being snapped off and tossed about in the winds. Then finally as the storm began to reach his peak it happened, Kira's branch would break beneath him, it would be flung upward in a great gust of wind. Hair rippling madly in the wind Kira watched as the ground came into view below him, he was now some meters above the tree the storm having flung him upward with the branch. Kira had never felt anything so powerful, but he would not yield to the winds. He would once again form bone stave's from his palms, he would do this whilst falling, as he reached the first branch at the top of the tree his arms would move in front of him working to cut through the branches as he fell. The speed of his cuts were the fasted he had ever struck, this was how one became stronger, they fought situations that required them too. Kira knew nothing of what happened, all he could see were the blurry forms of branches cut cleanly into chunks and the the ground came into view, Kira pushed himself forward using the tree trunk and shot out from it's leafy grasp, turning majestically in the air he would land on his feet with a gentle thud. With the storm still blowing debris everywhere Kira would hold his ground. It was time Yanagi no Mai was pushed to it's limit. One of the many branches Kira had cut off would come flying toward him at tremendous speed, Kira would bring his arm upward the bone stave slicing through the log effortlessly. The wind seemed to roar in defiance and Kira watched as more branches shot toward him as if nature itself was battling him. CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

[nnja2]

[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] Elegance and Strength Are the foundations upon which i train Barraged by natural projectiles Kira danced his Yanagi no Mai like he had never danced it before, in elegant fury he dodged and sliced and tore through whatever came into his vicinity, he was in this moment more powerful than he had ever been, he ignored the strain on his arms which began to ache, he ignored the beads of sweat which ran down his brow. In this moment he felt invincible. He was not unaware of all his surroundings, the storm was beginning to die the clouds dispersing somewhat. After what felt like an eternity finally the winds strength began to die down, Kira looked a state, trousers were torn in places and his body bruised lightly in patches. Despite his appearance his manner was as it had been when he had entered the field. It was controlled, cold and regal. Every bit as a Kaguya should be. His breathing was fast his heart still racing, then the heavens opened and rain poured down over him. He stood there in the rain arms apart bone stave's still out and after he had regained his breath he danced again, this time reliving the situation he had been. Each movement he made was faster, it was stronger, in only a few hours he had strengthened himself. He danced like this on the field surrounded by ruin and debris, he let the rain drops fall about him aiming to cut on here and one there an act which took speed and precision. After a short while a voice would ring out through the field breaking it's silence and disturbing his peace. Kira turned and was met by a Genin, this one was pale and had considerable bulk. No doubt a Taijutsu user also, no doubt one focused on brute strength. The boys expression was a mixture of confusion and anger. He strode toward Kira with large step, stood and faced him not a meter away spitting out his words with great disrespect. "Oi, did you not get the warning, all Genin were forbidden to come outside until the storm passed and everything was checked and secured. What were you doing out here anyway, don't tell me you've been out here all this time, you fool" Kira's face remained passive as the kid spoke, after he had finished Kira strode past him and the other Genin ignoring them completely, this resulted in more shouting and insults. Stopping Kira's fists clenched but he relaxed and spoke with a clam and even tone. Shinobi such as this would not plague the village when Kira was Tsuchikage, but that day was not yet and so he would be tolerated. "Forgive me, i was given no warning. But i am fine anyway, the storm was not so fierce, Later" The Genin was left frowning in anger, how could he reprimand Kira if he was not told, moreover how could he reprimand him if he had managed to weather the storm unharmed. Turning to face the rest of the field the Genin's eyes widened as he saw the slashes and destruction wrought upon the tree. He could tell from the cleanness of the cuts that the branches were not all snapped off. That kid was unnatural. [ END ] CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

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