Becoming Stronger [Training, Private][Closed]

It was time to get some well-needed training accomplished. If Nalla wanted to become as strong as her big brother she was going to have to work at it. She wanted to make her elder sibling proud of her, while also ensuring that she was useful, an asset, to the village of Kirigakure. And so Nalla had set her alarm clock to go off at five o’clock in the morning, which it currently was….

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Eyelids fluttered open and then narrowed, glaring due to the loud volume the alarm clock was set at. The young female Chuunin fumbled around in the dark as she felt for the button that would silence the annoying sound. It took several seconds but then she found the large circular button on top of the alarm clock and pressed it. The room was suddenly plunged into sweet silence and Nalla sighed contently.

Before sleep could claim her she sat up, stretching her arms towards the ceiling before rubbing her eyes to get the sleep out of them. When that was accomplished she grabbed a hold of the covers and tossed them off of her before turning her body and slipping herself carefully out of bed. As her feet touched on the cold floor she wiggled her toes a bit and then turned and headed across her rom and towards the bathroom. She made quick work of relieving her bladder, washing her hands, washing her face, and brushing her teeth. She then ran a quick brush through her long black hair before throwing it all up into a ponytail minus her bangs which hung down somewhat in her ocean blue colored eyes.

With the grooming portion of her get-ready routine completed she then proceeded back into her bedroom and snatched the fresh outfit off of her dresser. A quick removal of her pajamas and she was dressed and ready to go; tying her village headband this time around her waist to act as a belt for her white dress-like top that went down over her black leggings and stopped above her knees.

Now completely dressed and ready to go she headed out of her bedroom, closing the door behind herself, and headed into the kitchen. She grabbed a banana from the bowl on the counter and a bottle of strawberry kiwi juice from the bridge. She peeled the banana, throwing the peel into the garbage before quickly devouring the banana to silence the roaring in her stomach. She chased this down with the delicious juice, saving the rest for in case she got thirsty while training.

With the remains of her juice, a mostly full bottle, still in hand she headed out of the house and off to the training grounds. She took a moment to choose an area away from everyone else so she could train in relative peace. Having found her spot she figured she would start with Fuuton training first – an element she considered herself still a bit weak in compared to the finesse she had with Suiton.

She sat down, indian style, and began to manipulate the air around her while she meditated. She used her natural futon chakra to manipulate the air, causing it to swirl, move, and even change directions around her at a whim. Her clothing blew to the right, to the left, and then swirled around her as she continued. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours as she kept her focus on her training and meditation. Each little sliver of time that passed gave her that much more control over the element in general. Eventually, three hours into her meditation and training, she began to feel as if she had learned all that she could with this practice. The wind chakra ceased, and her clothing became still once more.

She gracefully stood and looked towards a practice dummy. With Fuuton training out of the way it was time for the more practical and hands on training: taijutsu. She needed to get stronger and faster and the best way to do that was with repetitive training.

She approached the straw dummy and began to launch a series of kicks and punches towards it. Left handed punch. Right handed punch. Left handed punch. Right handed punch. Left footed kick. Right footed kick. Left footed kick. Right footed kick. Right handed punch. Left handed punch. Right handed punch. Left handed punch. Right footed kick. Left footed kick. Right footed kick. Left footed kick. As each punch and kick progressed her movement speed became faster and her hits became more sure as well as stronger. Even as her fists began to crack and bleed she continued on, ignoring the pain and allowing her urge to get stronger and to make her brother proud to motivate her further on.

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Left handed punch. Right handed punch. Left handed punch. Right handed punch. Left footed kick. Right footed kick. Left footed kick. Right footed kick. Right handed punch. Left handed punch. Right handed punch. Left handed punch. Right footed kick. Left footed kick. Right footed kick. Left footed kick. The last series of attacks were her last and the young female fell panting on the ground with beads of sweat pouring off of her forehead: she felt stronger, but she also knew she would likely be sore in the days to come… still, it was well worth it due to the end result.

Total Word Count: 1,045
Fuuton Training C-B: 1,045 / 500 Words
Taijutsu Training C-B: 545 / 500 Words

All WC’s halved due to Sibling Rivalry SC.

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