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Warmth enveloped the small clearing as the sound of crunching grass echoed unhindered throughout the vast and naked area, their courses set for oblivion. He would travel to the center of the area, collapsing into a seated position of meditation, heavy breaths following afterwards. Training in the form of Taijutsu had been abstract, for it called upon the raw energies of the body and a user's natural "ki", which with concentration he would learn to summon in order to brace his body for the intense strain about to be placed upon it. This time, though, the training lesson was going to be specifically crafted for his legs.

His brow tightened as his mind transcended into a realm of peace and idea in order to nurture the growing flame with in the pit of his belly, and allow it to travel onto his limbs. In the past this had been a technique he had used over and over again in order to mentally prepare his every muscles for whatever grievous trail he had planned for his body to grow from. That was the beauty of the body itself, for what had not slain or destroyed it would only make its strength far superior and thus, every ounce of tension, difficulty, angst and anger in a regimen of training granted it profound levels of strength that would, one day, allow its' flight into territories of uncharted superiority. It was safe to say that true results were not short of gargantuan.

Time was still with in his mind, but in reality hours had already passed. The one high and mighty Helios had begun to bow to the harbinger of tides as the lights intensity had dwindled to near nought, aside from the faint glow which had been reflected by the great phenomena in the sky. Even though the sun had fully abondoned him he would remain warm for in the very pit of his belly a heat radiated, his own spirit kindling him a feint warmth that would allow him to best the wails of a cold night. This warmth would be the aforementioned Ki that would grant upon him the will power required to brace the activities required to train the skill named "Shunpo", one of which would allow him to "warp" across the field at speeds so alien that the mundane eye stood no chance in countering.

He would stand and fall into a stance, his movement fluid as all that came from it had been a pop of his knees. His eyes were curtained shut, but his body fully awake and energized. He had submerged himself into a realm of combat, though the situation had been fuax the ace movements of his body had been real. Before him he visualized an opponent that he would lock arms within combat he had easily forced himself to believe was real, thus he would feel endangered and further prompting his body into growing and learning from the experience. The opponent he imagined would be cutting at his legs with a fine pointed blade, allowing him to build the agility whilst limbering his muscles further

The winds hummed gently, a scent of dew gradually perfuming the air around this random vicinity. Translucent rays of amber descended from the Heavens above, a gift to mortal man from his devoted creator. This day had not been unlike its' myriad of predeccesor, all had struck the same harmonic chord as far as ambient temperature had been fully concerned-- to Momochi, it seemed as if Mizu no Kuni only knew sunshine and happiness, with the everlasting, perfuming scent of morning dew. The morning had been a mildly wet one, and for that the dirt road etched specifically for travelers had been more of mud: thick, heavy, and quite messy. Momochi remained unchanged whilst he transverssed silently down the snake like stretch of mud at the rate of a casual walk, one similar to that of the common men who were known to be cleansed of any burden, for that single moment.

For a while now it had seemed as if he had been following the same 'girl for a while now', but truth be told, it had been the same person; it couldn't be helped though, seeing how this earthy-path seemed to stretch aimlessly into forever, but that in itself had been far from the actual truth: this road led to the mundane Kawatonton, an eccentric name that had first entered his ears night before whilst eavesdropping on the conversation flowing aimlessly between a group of four. The name had been enough to ignite a flame of interest in his barrel chest, seeing how unusual it had been, but the thing about names is that it may sound weird to another, but quite mundane to the next, rght?

Oh, it didn't matter at this point for all that kept Momochi's mind running were the worthless conversations he would hold with himself. Finally, on a note of boredom, he would call out to the girl whom, from the distance he trailed behind her, seemed exceedingly tall for the "delicate female".

"Yo." He had struck the chord of conversation with stiff fingers, the melody of it monotonous as no true purpose of invention trailed about the words uttered from his mouth. With the rise of his voice came a docile expansion of a wind which rode in from behind the great wall of a man. Chocolate tresses capered amiably with the new found wind whilst his unique wear picked wind and fluttered a small amount. He couldn't read much of the persons character from the back, though new found curiosity over the unknown traveler had begun to gradually nurse itself with in his manly chest, a strange heat radiating from his upper abdomen into his arms as his mind crafted images of a pseudo individual that would bring onto him a new depth of challenge, much like the nefarious adversary who viciously carved an alabaster scar onto his olive countenance as the sign of victory, victory achieved by their alien strength.

But as he continued to travel down the trail his boredom would grow ever more powerful, until he was force to satisfy it. He would end his adventure to that little town, turning around and dashing the other way down the muddy rode. He may someday re-ecounter this person

[exit]

• Katana
  Rank: C
  Type: Primary / Melee
  Description: Commonly refereed to as a 'Samurai sword', the katana is characterized by its distinctive appearance: a curved, slender, single edged blade up to three feet in length, circular or squared guard, and long grip to accommodate two hands. As such, it has become renowned for its sharpness and cutting ability.
  Cost: 1,000 Ryo
  
• Secondary Weapons: Concealed Mouth Ember [2 packs] Kunai Blade [2 packs] Kunai Throwing Knife [1 Pack]
  
  

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• Kusa No Kuni

• 26

• Non-Nin

• Hard

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• Taijutsu Primary
  Genjutsu Secondary
  Ninjutsu Tertiary