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 Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 8:26 pm
Maeko stood in the center of the training grounds, wearing a tank top and loose fitting pants, her hair pulled back into a ponytail, her eyes closed. She stands there, perfectly motionless, for a few moments until she suddenly snaps her hands up to sign a very unique hand sign, one only she knew and could use, her hands a blur.
Within moments, the air around the arena got colder and colder, the ground within a 12 foot diameter of her frosting over, a long tendril of ice curling up from the ground to swirl around her body, her hands still moving quickly.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 8:30 pm
Sierra shivers a bit as she walked onto the training ground; she peers around at all the icicles this was not her field specialty. But she will have to make due. She stood watching the other train, while trying to keep warm in the cold surroundings of the training ground.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 8:33 pm
As the swirling ice reached above the blue haired nins' head, it stopped. But only to shudder and form itself with one violent sake into an icecle version of a leviathon - a water dragon. Maeko grins evily to herself, though the other Genin couldn't see, and launched herself into a flury of strikes, hitting imaginary targets as the levaithon either guards or strikes alongside her. It's crystal body twining about her limbs as if it were made of muscle and bone, not ice.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 8:36 pm
Sierra watched the other genin train, she would try to come up with a counter so the other had a training partner but her field of specialty was water and not ice. She would get defeated within a few attacks. Too bad there wasn't a puddle of water somewhere then she could summon up her special jutsu but she watched silently
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 8:56 pm
Even with the air as cold as it was, Maeko was soon sweating, her breathing quickening but her speed unwavering. She was well trained to the point that her opponent would have a hard time telling if she was weakening or not, even if she was exhausting herself.
Halting her kicks and punches, Maeko drops down to a crouch, her right leg going out to the side as she does another unique hand sign, hands a blur once more. The ice serphant suddenly grows in size, doubling in length and width, as it glows lightly. The air dropped down in temperature even more, the diameter of frosting ground growing in size as she prepares for the 'finale' of her training.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 8:59 pm
Sierra blinks as the temperature dropped some more, she wanted to interrupt but it was rude to interrupt something important like training she mutters to herself how cold she was rubbing her arms for warmth she then looked around for a warmer place to perch not finding anything she just stuck to standing in the area no matter how cold it was.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 9:22 pm
((She's almost done. No worries about it getting any colder.)) The leviathon grabs onto the 'opponent' and flicks it's head into the air. Maeko launches herself upwards, running back and forth along her 'pets' crystal body as she attacks her 'victim'. Occasionally the serphant would rake itself along the invisible foe, teeth grazing what would be flesh and clothing. As the two reach up to the height of four, maybe five stories, the female spins in the air before 'dropkicking' her foe, barreling down to the ground.
With a final flip that would normally send the opponent flying towards the ground, Maeko slides her way down the spiral of her pets body, landing on the ground with a light tmp!. She puts her hands on her hips as the air warms up, the leviathon shrinking rapidly until it returns to the ground with a single hissing noise.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 10:01 pm
Sierra sighs in relief glad she was done with her training session, now maybe she can get some socialization going. She stretched and pads over to the other genin "hmm..nice training session" she told the other.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 10:20 pm
Maeko turns and blinks at the girl approaching her. "Ah. Thank you." The blue-haired girl smiles softly, her violet eyes glinting at the compliment. "I'm Maeko. Who might you be?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 10:21 pm
Sierra smiles "your very welcome" she answered "i'm Sierra, nice to meet you Maeko" she replied
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 8:53 pm
"A pleasure then." She holds her hand out to shake, her breathing stablized by now. There was a delightful spark in her eyes from a successful training session.
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