Training on the road to kumo

Fri Nov 22, 2013 6:27 pm

Youka was casually walking at a leisurely pace hopefully towards a village, his funds were beginning to not be enough, and it had been a long time since any tasks had been dropped in his lap from the black market. "Oh god please send me a sign to guide this wayward child to his destination" he prayed while raising his arms towards the heavens. "It's been quite some time since I've actually trained my muscles" as the thought crossed his mind he was walking past a piece of land that was decently sized without any trees around, he walked off the road towards the open field.

"This will make the perfect shadow boxing arena, but first let me warm these bones up" He said smiling while thinking on all the different training regiments he had been put through while he had been held captive. He sat on the soft grass taking in the scenery for that last time before he sprawled his legs apart till they made a "V" shape and began stretching starting with reaching for his right leg with his left hand for 20 counts before performing the same maneuver with the opposite sides for another 20 counts. Laying his back fully on the grass he pushed his legs straight to the heavens with his feet pointed to the south of him, grabbing the back of his thighs with each hand he began pulling them one by one to his chest as far as they would stretch performing this 50 times to ensure his hamstrings and legs were warmed up enough.

"Now for my upper body" sitting up from the grass he stayed sitting he put his left arm on his chest and grabbed his forearm with the right pulling on it just enough to feel the exercise doing it's job, he continued this alternating till he was certain his shoulder was working properly before switching to triceps. Reaching up with his left arm he bent it at the elbow and let it hang behind his head and between the shoulder blades reaching with his free arm to grab his left elbow he pulled it gently towards his head and held it for 1 minute before switching to the other arm. Youka was falling asleep from stretching as was usual with such low intensity stretches "Time to actually work out now, gotta wake up!"

Youka bounded up from the ground into the next excercise "200 jumping jacks should get the blood pumping" he thought because nothing beats the tried and true classics as he started making sure to stay in form and ensure he wasn't slacking off on them since they were a basic movement "My body is the lords temple, deo gratia" he shouted out loud. 20 minutes had passed before he finished with the sun hitting his face he still wasn't breaking a sweat as he moved on to the next excercise.

Crunches, Youka hated crunches, his smiling captor had made him do so many, but it had made his core stronger. Youka dead dropped to the ground putting both his hands behind the head and interlocking his fingers while raising his legs and bending them so it looked like he was sitting in a chair...if it had been on the ground "500 of these damn things had to be done" thinking to himself he'd kill that smiling fool all over again for this if he could but the past was the past as he started lifting his upper body slightly just enough for the muscles to contract then control dropped back but never touching the grass to let the muscles rest slightly and release but never fully detract and he continued this for four hundred and ninety nine times. Youka did various other exercises but they seemed to fly as he anticipated the final stretch of his work out.

As he finished the last of the monotonous workouts he got off the ground dripping with sweat but he still smiled panting just slightly but he calmed his breathing and slowed his heart rate, "Now the fun begins" he said and he closed his eyes focusing every part of his body to calm them and be ready for the onslaught that was about to come. Youka took up a kick boxing stance, he stood with his legs a shoulder width apart while he moved his right foot the same distance angling it forty five degrees to the right while making sure he was standing on the ball of that foot with his left planted flat while bending slightly at the knees just as he had learned. He had adapted it to his own way and altered the stance where it called for a closed fist and a tightly closed guard with both arms close to the face to guard, Youka had made it a open fist version with his arms not fully outstretched but he still kept a bend in them. Due to his smaller stature he liked to make use of all the reach he had and move in to invade his targets space continuously.

He opened his eyes and began to visualize his opponent in his mind "Your worst enemy is your self" his "Father" would have said. Youka began envisioning fighting himself mirroring his own stance, matching all his power exactly. How would he fight someone that knew exactly what he was going to do before it even formed in his head, now wasn't a time to think anything negative his opponent stood before him in his min as himself what would the first step be?

The first to move was the mental visage as it over stepped into the attack zone of Youka by 2.36 centimeters which he saw as an opportune time to anticiapte a rush and shut it down before it began, So in that moment he would launch a push kick using his left leg as balance jetting his right foot forward into mental projections would be solar plexus, if the attack was successful it would stop the attacker in its steps causing them to bend over at the waist giving ample time for a follow up. Of course his mental self would see this coming his visage showing that cold smile back at him, the apparition had only stepped in to bait the push kick, as the attack was coming forward it side stepped pressing off its right leg to Youkas vulnerable right side as his foot had not yet reached back to it's starting position. The apparition would carry its momentum forward, after side stepping it would land on it's left leg bending it to mid crouch before springing off it into a mid flying knee. If successful the knee would catch Youka in the sternum pushing him back 50 centimeters too close for a extended kick giving up either speed or strength to compensate for the closeness, but far enough to follow up with an open palmed attack to the face, forcing Youka just far enough back and cause him to drop to a knee for the mental attacker to finish the attack with a push kick of it's own with its left foot to Youka's face again.

Youka had erred in the opening attack "of course you never open with a push kick" he thought but it was too late as his attacker briefly stepped out of his line of sight he smiled even more deeply as he knew what came next, Having been only on one leg his mobility options were limited and he suffered a full force knee to his sternum, yes he could have possibly performed a inside block with his right are the moment the knee would hit to throw the trajectory of the attack off, but he would have risked being thrown into a even more unfavorable position as he more than likely would have fell to the ground. Instead he would take the attacks brunt and use this time to quickly bring his other foot to the ground and stabilize himself, yes he would stumble but he would have a chance for a counter, but it didn't come. Instead Youka stumbled back with his hand on his chest and his smiling head slightly tilted down as he looked up to gauge distances the second attack came, as the mental projections open fist met Youka's face he knew it was too much force for him to take and remain standing sliding back 12.56 more centimeters he dropped to his left knee.

To anyone that would pass by this would look more than bizarre, a travelling priest seemingly getting beat up by a unknown entity, why was this priest taking up fighting stances in the first place? Why was he smiling the entire time even though he was losing, was there someone cloaked attacking the man? Why was he feigning injuries and seeming like he was actually being hit if no one was there? These were all questions that were sure to be asked by anyone looking from the outside in. But Youka didn't care to him the attacker was real the attacks were real and the damage sustained through them were real, To him this was as real a fight as any other where the only option was to win. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself at how much fun he was having even though he was losing to his own strengths, he came back to his senses in time to look up and see the follow up attack."I knew it" he said through gritted smiling teeth.

The apparition had thrown it's own push kick being exactly 62.56 centemeters from him it was a prime distance for the attack giving enough room to lean in to the kick following through completely to ending with the visage standing on the ball of its attacking foot forward now while resting its balance on the back right foot flatly on the ground...If the attack would have landed. Youka knew exactly how this three hit attack would end it was him attacking him of course he would know the best way to finish himself off but he also knew what he would do to stop it.

As the attack came Youka counted the distance in his head 40, 33.25,12.22, as soon as the the foot of the apparition was exactly 10 centimeters from his face he performed a kneeling high block of sorts using his right hand open palm to push on the heel of his attackers foot forcing it upwards as this happened he would lean his head backwards to allow him to clear the attack safely.While pushing up on the heel he would carry it up and pull towards him as his body would start to lay flat to the ground, he would let go of the heel turning his body to its right side to perform a lying sweep with his left leg to the already off center attackers right foot. If this went correctly it would cause his apparition to fall on it's right side highly unfavorable for a right handed kickboxer lying on its dominant side and also being grounded. If he was luck Youka would be able to mount his visage and finish this.

Sure enough the apparition had grown too cocky, which ment it was exactly the same way Youka would have tried to attack given the chance, the attacker took the sweep and fell as quickly as it had kicked. Landing on its right side the fight was all but decided. Youka took the chance to quickly sit up from his laying position while the apparition had fallen and mounted it sideways and began an assault of open palmed strikes to the undefended left side of the head. By the 6th strike the vision disappeared and Youka was striking nothing but the ground that was truly under him, he had won barely which still wasn't good enough but for now it would do and be the end of his training session.

Youka layed flat out on the ground by now the sky had started to darken and he was mentally and physically exhausted, he had learned much about himself and where he need more practice, this was sure to be the 1st of many more eye opening experiences for him, but for now he would rest under the sky and make way for a village when he woke. "Peace be unto you" he whispered to himself while kissing his cross necklace the gem glimmering in the night sky.

(exit and i'll be heading to kumos gates if no one stops me)
(WC 2103)
+10 stat points, am i correct? if it's approved.

Fri Nov 22, 2013 6:37 pm

approved and you also get 21 JP

Training on the road to kumo

Training on the road to kumo

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