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 Posted: Sun May 31, 2020 1:32 am
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 Atomu Seiryuu[Bukijutsu Specialist][Zaishin]
[Strength: 1][Speed: 1][Agility: 1][Endurance: 1]
Having finally gotten what seemed to be away from the people who were or maybe were not chasing him, the young white haired Seiryuu boy would find himself staring at the Seiryuu scroll in his hands. He quickly grabbed it when he started running. It reminded him of the training he was suppose to do today with his now late father. Well....he had no real other options right now....so why not? Taking a moment he would sit, breathe, concentrate, allow the oxygen in his body to flow evenly yet strongly. Feel as though pain was not there, at least not at the time. It was something he was training to do and did all the time with his father. The basic breathing technique of the Seiryuu.
After such he would sigh, looking at the scroll the next things he was suppose to learn from his father happened to be the second form. He had gone over the first form with his father before and he was suppose to be moving on to the third, forth, and fifth today. Seemed quite the time for that. He would take his blade in hand, focusing his chakra, pulsing the chakra through his blade as he would make movement. His body shifting into a backflip, blade swinging along with him as water flew from the blade and made him look almost like a wheel of water. The young boy angrily looked at his blade with a frown...he wished his father was here to see that.
After a few other things he quickly moved on to the rest of the scroll he was suppose to learn. He went with what his father was going to get to...there was no reason to go past. He knew he wouldn't be ready. That being said he would take his blade once more in his hand. Then quickly with a leap forwards he would swing the blade horizontally. The blade released water from it forwards a bit, even further than his jump, covering the ground and a tree he hit in water. After all this was done he frowned.
[Learned 3 Bukijutsu from Seiryuu +2 per Paragraph, 9 total, Stage 1-2-3 Seiryuu done.]
After such, he would find himself looking around. He needed to get to the village of iron and fast. It was essentially his home village....but he was a Seiryuu traitor...he was sure he would not simply be able to waltz to the village for refuge. He needed something...something more...he needed them to have a reason to think he would be loyal to them, or at the very least to be willing to accept him into the village as their own.
With a quick sniff of the air he noticed something....blood...fresh blood in fact. From here he could only tell the direction as it was far off but he could definitely smell it. He began making his way in that direction, unsure of what he would end up coming to face or who. Maybe he would find a way to get the acceptance of Iron there. |
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