Training in the Iron Land

Planning to make her way to the disgusting and terrible field of the country were she was forced to serve the land hidden in sand stood the beautifully tall red headed shinobi known as Lucy heart. Soft spoken and rather dim witted generally a rather lovely girl even for the torment that had bothered and plagued her life. To the people within sunagakure her now abandoned home her father was a traitor whom tried to take out the Kazekage but she knew differently. The Kazekage whom killed her father was a cold hearted lunatic whom killed her father simply for saying no. Yes her father died in the most stupid and inhumane way simply for not wanting his daughter to become a shinobi. Wanting her trained in the art of the Samurai instead. Sadly this request would see her father murdered in front of her.Little did she know the male whom did this was not really the Kazekage. Forced to become a shinobi to protect and serve Sunagakure she would soon learn to do what she was told. Yet her attitude and demeanor never changed. She remained the carefree adorable girl she had always been. This was why many would never have suspected that she had been formulating a plan to escape this terrible village. But to do so she needed more than the basic abilities she so commonly held. Sure she had weapons on her but she needed to have the ability to wield them as well as to cover her tracks. If one were to stare at her this is what they would see.

This young beautiful girl that stands at a rather tall height of 6"1 and weighs 58Kg. Her form is nimble especially around her waist. Her skin is incredibly pale some even saying snow like which seem to enhance the blue within her sapphire colored eyes. Her hair is placed in a bob like cut yet too long for the proper shape thus is also tied in a pony tail right at the back, Unusual coloring for the hair is the lilac like pink. Wrapped around her neck is a multiple hoop necklace black in color given to her by her grandmother.

Her upper half under garment is black t-shirt with a crescent meshing collar. Over that is a maroon colored open kimono like top which opens at an angle, the seems and sleeve seems are a white and black color. Her shorts are black in color and rather tight and these are covered in a fabric with the same hoop like pattern as her grandmothers necklace. a chain with 3 kunai's are wrapped around her right side. Her pouch is on her right side and her holster is on her left leg. covering her ankles up to her joint is a brownish stocking and of course the basic shinobi sandals. Her hands are gloved while she bears bracelets on each side with hoops similar to her grandmothers necklace.  Upon her holster sat a scroll.

This scroll at the left and right side of the canister was red in colour with green coverings and of course the japanese writing stating Water Release. A scroll passed down to her by her fathers will if she ever required it. So today she was aiming to learn the abilities relating to the Water element. That being her natural affinity and all. Her chakra ability was ok though it could of course do with work which the ability to train a jutsu would do, She had finally arrived at the dusty fields and after being disgusted by said view she would uncap the right end of the red scroll capsule and unscroll the beige crinkled paper. Upon the scroll was information on multiple jutsu yet at this point in time the basic was what she was looking for and that so happened to be the unique skill known as Hidden Mist Jutsu. "Hidden Mist jutsu, A technique were one utilizes water around oneself to create a large mist controlled by the chakra, the user is capable of manipulating this mist to enhance or decrease vision, if no water is available one is able to execute this technique by expelling said mist from ones mouth. Thank god like Suna has any water to just piss away" Lucy said shaking her head softly.

So she was to begin straight away, From the information given to her by this scroll this technique would last a set amount of time and covered a vast distance of 25 meters. This of course would grant her the element of surprise and allow one to escape or release a barrage of surprise attacks, though it would also hinder her eye sight of her opponent she felt that a technique like this no matter what would always come in handy especially against those with sensory capabilities while she was trying to make her escape. A great thinker when she wants to be her dim wittedness does not flow onto her ability to formulate a plan when her life is in danger which though not truly she felt would be if she were forced to remain within this shit place of a village. So she would begin, her chakra would slowly but surely build up as her hands began to touch first forming no shape but simply allowing her to get the feel of her chakra's movement. Slowly but surely her thumbs would come together while she moved her hands so that these thumbs would be pointing towards the sky. Her index and pointing finger would then be brought to stand at attention while the remaining fingers cradled in the gaps forming a bridge between the duel hands. This would then grant her the ability to bridge her chakra. "Water Style: HIDDEN MIST JUTSU" She said as she allowed her chakra to covert to the water element. Trying to summon forth the water in her gullet she expelled....nothing....a small drop of saliva with a hint of mist but that was about it. Grumbling intently she was clearly annoyed that her attempt had failed to work. She had done everything that the fucking stupid scroll told her to do. But hey as a shinobi you have to understand that things like these take time. this would be why she would simply shurg it off.

Attempting her secondary shot, she would slowly repeat her next movement this time though she simply wanted to focus upon her speed in completing a handseal so that she was not constantly stopping to form the seal but could instead work on her seal speed. Now her feet would move for her, Pushing her body of the ground as she began to repeat seals over and over again. Whether the tiger or not she felt this would be a great use of her time while at the same time push her mind from her task so that she could relax. Eventually of course her attempt would stick, her hand would form the tiger seal quickly while she completed the chakra turn converting it from basic to water before expelling the substance from her mouth. She had already knew it. It had worked this time, she had felt the convergence the change within her and felt the mist escape from her mouth. It was a horrible feeling to be honest as if she were throwing up yet more poured out of her. Once fully expelled and covering the max distance the young female was rather proud of herself. So proud in fact she felt as though she wanted nothing more than to continue practicing. Exiting the mists range she would turn and stare at her handy work impressed with her progress. "Dam right, One step closer" she would say. As she awoke up in the land of iron she would pull of her sheets smiling. her plan had eventually came through and now she was back home in the land of iron, Stronger and with the hidden mist jutsu under her belt. It had been hard to escape but she did it, Sunagakure was now a memory a dream like the one she had just awoken from. With that in mind though what had happened had been reality for the training she had completed in her dream she had completed prior to her leaving. Ready to take on more training she would one day be ready.

Exit Thread.

Word count = 1403
hidden Mist jutsu learned
7 stat points obtained

Approved for appropriate rewards.

Tap Tap Tap, The sound upon the leaky roof of her old abandoned house echoed gently in the small bedroom, The rain had only just begun thus the leaks were not to bad though soon enough she would have to place the larger buckets underneath and simply hope that they do not overflow constantly. If the rain did no pass it would mean no sleep for this young female. The gentle patting of the rain stirred her as stated before thus she would climb out of the bed and move towards the large dusty mirror, It was her first night back in this house after forcing her way into it. It seemed that her father was still paying for it so technically it belonged to her and the power was still on but she had only returned. She had failed to do any form of cleaning or decorating or even exploring. Instead all she was able to do when she came was pass out in the dusty bed. Checking the time upon the large clock she would sigh gently as she noticed it was only 4:32am.

Standing in front of the mirror she would with her bare hand which was probably dirtier than the mirror itself and gave it a wipe so that she could see herself, Lets face it she looked like hell. Her hair was everywhere her face was dirty her clothing ripped and destroyed in almost all places. The only thing in tact was the necklace she had been given from her granny still sparkling. Obviously the only item she had cared about. Sighing softly she would tie her disgustingly greasy hair up in a pony tail and swipe the remains out of her face. Standing up she would head towards the kitchen area and check under the cupboards. Under the sink she found cleaning material and un-opened cloths and scrubbers. Today she would get her house in order before heading out to master that move she had been attempting. First room to clean was the living room...she had purposefully avoided entering that room because it had all the family photo's within. She managed to avoid the hall when coming in last night due to her tired state but normally one would simply go to the couch and flop into the land of slumber, She didn't want to wake up reminded by what she had lost. 17 years old and now an Orphan of the shinobi system. Do not get her wrong, she does not detest shinobi well not all of them. She had a particular hate towards the village hidden in sand due to the treatment of her and her father whom is sadly now deceased. Taking a deep breath she would slowly walk into the living room.

it was just how she remembered it, The wooden plain flooring now dusty un-settled, no one had been here for sometime it would seem. The rug was lying beside the table, her mother and fathers little snuggle spot, She would smile ever so softly as she recalled the three of them curled up in front of the fire, It was a gorgeous memory one that brought warmth into her heart. Deciding she was going to start with the windows she would take the required cleaning item and get to work, The dirt seemed to smear in which began to frustrate her yet as if this was her own personal battle she refused to give in until every mother fucking piece of glass in that living room was spotless. You wouldn't see it but in fact cleaning was a good source of training as it involved a lot of muscle movement, especially somewhere so dirty as this. It was a nice slow training exercise in a way. Eventually the rag for the windoes was completely soiled yet the glass was gleaming in a flawless way.

Moving on to the floor she would for the best part of multiple hours tidy up every piece of crap upon that floor. The Tap tap tap tap of the rain still going thus allowing her to have plenty of time to change the buckets without having major water damage to the bedroom floor. it would take time but eventually the living room would be back to the shining glory that she recalled. Sitting upon her now clean couch she would shiver, She should have done this before but was worried now with the fire place all cleaned out she could finally put the fire on. Without bothering to get changed i mean she was a mess anyway she would head outside and into the wood shelter grabbing all the now dust and cob web covered logs she could manage she would fill up the basket beside her while also throwing some in the fire place. Setting up the fire place took a few minutes but eventually the roaring blaze lit up the room. Staring at the pictures that had also lit up she would allow a gentle tear to fall down the side of her face as she placed it in her arms. The picture was of her family, Mother father and daughter all happy together.

She hated them for leaving her, but she knew too well that they adored and loved her. She knew that everything they did was for her. She also knew they were to talented in there respective fields to just sit back and let the world go to fucking shit. Sighing softly as she remained curled on the couch she noticed the large weapon that her mother carried, Its name was hunter and was a powerful weapon. It was also apart of her mothers customized technique skills. She was the only person in the world to know them and to wield that Scythe. It was pretty much a basic scythe without knowledge of its abilities or the Hunter Series techniques. Naturally she knew of them but not how to wield it...Though her mother did not take Hunter on her last mission for it required a more delicate weapon....Perhaps in her attic. Each of them mother and father had separate storage space due to both wielding a set of different weapons and abilities.

For now the rain seemed to have died down which Rose was pleased about, Heading straight up the stairs and into Rose's childhood bedroom which like the rest of the house was completely dirty the young shinobi would climb into the attic and begin her frantic search. it took some time for it to register but it would come to the conclusion that hunter wa snot there. Dropping from the Attic slightly dismayed the female would set about cleaning the house once more only to discover a set of foot prints. Old but still see able, It would seem someone had been in the house and only now that she really put her mind to it did she realize that someone had removed a large portion of expensive items from her house. Perhaps Hunter was one of those items. The house began to look much more like a home, In fact the young girl in her stride even managed to partially patch up the worse of the roof enough to allow much less water to flow in.

The bedroom was the final area that she was cleaning, her own room already spotless she decided to tackle her parents, Every thing underwear related went apart from a few...needed pants. her mothers outfits were still there and she had chosen an outfit identical to the one her mother used to wear which consisted of the same outfit she had always worn. A unique turn of fate even down to her grannys necklace which as stated was her pride and joy. It was later on once the house was spotless that she discovered a rather old scroll about weaponry abilities. more so some that revolved around the use of a sword but could be converted with any blade.Like a kunai or a scythe perhaps. Sitting curled up on the sofa as the heat from the flames curled over her, she would pour her heart and soul into memorizing this scroll. It was as if her mother had left it specifically for her....perhaps she had left hunter for her too and this scroll had been to train with it....if she ever came across the scythe she would murder whom ever had it.

Waking up after a rather sudden sleep she would feel somewhat relaxed, glancing at her handy work from last night she would smile softly as she stood from her couch and grabbed a rather quick yet filling bite to eat. Weapons packed and in there rightful place the young girl known as Rose Heart would soon be heading out the door and towards the large open spaces of the Land of Iron. The three moutnains or the three wolves were where she was naturally training upon the center. The land of iron beautiful from here showed its true potential. Sadly though it was rather barren but still better than that little crap hole known as Sunagakure, Hell she threw that headband away as soon as she could. Aint no body gonna get on her good side from what village....well perhaps it wasn't the villages fault but she had a vendetta against it. Anyway today she was training a technique known as Cloud Style - crescent moon beheading, a rather cool technique that not only grants you a decent chance of slicing an enemy in two but also increases the speed to enable a greater strike. A unique and powerful move that all shinobi wielding a weapon should defiantly look into acquiring.

Today she was going to attempt to replicate the effects with a Kunai blade. As the technique does not require a certain style of blade a kunai should be efficient enough to use, Though much more dangerous than utilizing a proper blade due to the fact with a kunai once must get far closer to the target for any form of strike to be worthwhile. So the general idea of this technique was that, Utilizing the enhanced speed this technique grants which utilizing this form of techniques chakra manipulation and enhancement required no handseal simply a powerful burst of chakra which would be useful thanks to the fact that wielding a duel bladed weapon would not allow one to securely utilize this technique without first having to shift the weapon for the ram handseal before handling it again. That would simply waste far to much time and be to consuming in the heat of battle.

So of course with the singular kunai in hand, The young female would begin her manipulation of the spirit within. Her aim was to first create a boost with chakra this would be done during feigning an attack or after, This technique enhanced speed yet does not spend chakra though manipulation of the chakra is always a good way to begin a training just like she had done previously. Now the aim of this technique was to allow a rather quick slash with immense speed so that she could easily deflect or attack with a limited time frame. It would seem that this technique was one of the easiest to master because as quickly as she started she could already feel herself mastering it in a way, showing expert ability in handling the blade and not allowing a single foot step to be missed, Her body would become blur like to the ordinary people as she felt each slash increase. She felt free handling a blade and this would be shown upon her face. after repeating the required steps over and over again it would finally be hers to utilize, her mastery over weaponry seeming to be seamless though naturally those would be better if it came down to it. She was indeed so pleased with her progress though the lack of proper sleep was now catching up on her. She would return to her now clean home and relax for she deserved it.

Word count 2020
Stat gained - 10
Technique gained = Cloud-Style Crescent Moon Beheading

Approved for Appropriate Rewards

Cracking her bones as she awoke she would bling rapidly from the light that crept deeply into her room. Well her new room, This had first been the room belonging to her parents. This house that she now resided in was that of her birth house. In fact she had been born in this very bed....kinda a strange thing considering now she had came full circle as a young adult. Being within this house was indeed rather strange yet the female felt relaxed and safe in the old creeky building. Naturally this was the world of the ninja but being in the land of iron make her feel safe but why? Well obviously ninja rarely came through this Land for it was the territory of the Samurai, Powerful warriors of the blade. Sure sword scythe etc any blade they seemed proficient with and one day she would learn everything she could from them if they would have her.

Todays plan was that of training once more, It seemed that while in the land of iron she had hoped to power up and increase her abilities as much as possible. Being that she was only a small ranked shinobi. Hoping that one day she would be able to battle with the strongest including that bastarding Kazekage whom murdered her father. She would have her revenge...she would...OH LOOK PONIES. Oh yeah i should mention her drive is kinda iffy...sure she can train like a shinobi but sometimes when her heart isnt in it her focus kinda goes out the window...and that's literally how she saw the beautiful magic wild horses. It kinda made her jealous...she loved horses and would have loved to touch them.

Deciding to go out she would sit upon the ground directly in front of her house, Today she had decided to train but was unsure if it were a technique she wished to pursue or simply enhance a statistic to increase her bodies support. She did recall a comedy jutsu that she had always been eager to attempt but lways thought it would be futile...but if she ever became stronger and had a person to train perhaps using that jutsu would be hilarious......Ok dam it screw life and all its rubbishness she was going to train A THOUSAND YEARS OF DEATH.

now it was a taijutsu move so really needed speed but also required one to get into the back of an opponent due to the fact fingers are placed within the rectum or anus of an opponent, A jolt of chakra perhaps or something then creates a large amount of pain....yup i know what your thinking what a jutsu which pervert invented that but hey this is what she wanted this is what shes getting. So as stated the basis of the move was quick and clever but umm it was kinda hard to train without a friend.....though it would seem fate smiled upon her as a lone merchant was running by. not one to bother about much she would allow a soft smile to curve her lips. The perfect crime she thought. As the merchant walked past her she crouching low would would sneak up before shouting those dreaded words [color=red]"ONE THOUSAND YEARS OF DEATH MWAHAHA HAHAH HA"[/colro] she screamed like a maniac as she brought her hands together like a spear and rammed them up the males rectum so hard that he couldnt help but scream.

it worked better than she hoped for the merchant would be sent flying forward into the air screaming curses and holding his bum. She couldnt help but release her twinkling laugh, it was frigging hilarious. it took some time to calm herself down and return to her sitting position still snickering while trying to manipulate chakra within her converting it to water and moving it filling her gullet before having it fade back to its normal form. Chakra was like a muscle you can train it increase it and that was also part of her plan. Yet trying to do so while holding back continious laughs. All she could imagine was the rather fat merchant soaring through the sky with tears in his eyes. Come on it was hilarious i mean fair enough he got violated but....it was....ok come to think of it she kinda felt dirty after wards....but then his face returned to her mind and her laughs echoed once more. Siging as she stood up.

Back in doors after a few hours she was meditating once more the flow of chakra felt within her body, She was used to sitting like this for hours it was kind of her thing. Her mother taught her whenever she wished to do something then this was what to do and her father would always help her. it was how one increased chakra resources. Eventually though even manouvring chakra within can get boring. The young shinobi would then proceed to the kitchen to fetch her a snack coming back and eating it.

842 words
4 stat points
A thousand years of death learned

Approved

"Brrrrr, Its so cold today", The soft twinkling voice of Lucy would say, Her hands had came around her body in an X life shape while moving up and down her arms to try to grant them some extra warmth. her cloak swishing beside her as the snow storm tried to pummel the young red heads face. Her book in the crossed hands getting slightly wet. She was heading in the vacinity of the only known tavern or bar within this small and snowy land. Lucy herself had only recently figured out exactly were the bar was. With the snow storm coming it was a place much safer than her own house whicvh was still in need of some serious repairs. She really really really needed help right now. She had no food in her house nor any water or juice or even electricity or heating. Though she was hoping to get her home back up and running. Havign used all the wood for her fire she would need to find out exactly were to go to get some more.

Arriving in town, she would soon head to the old wooden tavern which would look like your regular log cabn. Within the log cabin the place was rather homely and warm. Shaking off the snow from her the young shinobi formerly of Sunagakaure would slowly but surely head towards a booth in the lower corner. She had chosen this spot simply because it granted her privacy while also remainign close enough to the fire for optimul heating. A great choice because without the fire this place would be as cold as it was outside. Placiong her book upon the table Lucy Heart would slide it open, Her fathers hand writing littered the pages, It was a book of instructions on certain weaporny jutsu, some of which he invented himself and some of which were valuable tools to be utilized in the art of battling.

A single jutsu had always piqued her interest yet it required a Katana or some form of variation, She was un sure but after reading the informtation she was positive that a scythe would not be able to be used in conjunction as it required a sheathe, Yet she felt that if she were able to use this power it could be turned nto somethign that could be converted into a scythe jutsu. Not to mention as a female who utilized weaponry a sword and all the variations would be a workable item to be used. Yet sadly this meant that she herself actually needed to get her hand upon a sword or some form of stronger weaponry. You see right now she had the basics of weaponry. Kunai shuriken tags and a few bombs but she needed to have a bit of training with a proper blade. It was a little tricky couldnt just go up to someone and demand that they give up a sword or something right? Caus if you could you would have to tell this girl caus she needed one as soon as possible.

It would seem fate would attempt to grant her this wish, For as she was pouring over her books the gang of children whom came into the room would begin to caus a scene, Ok she says children but in fact they were teenagers whom had came in. One of them though was rather larger than the rest and wielded a slightly rusted yet sharp looking blade. It intirugued her how this boy got a sword like that, But Lucy would just have to keep her distance. Her hands would be moving sliding the pages over and over trying to find somethign that she could learn using her minor amount of weaponry. "Hello Hello Hello, My Names Cindy and IIIILL BE YOUR WAITRESS" shouted an incredibly happy voice in the direction of the young teenagers. The lovely lookin pink headed girl was adorable yet the teens would laugh at her and begin to shout rather rude names at the girl whom clearly was nice and loving. This did not sit well with Lucy.  

As she watched the young waitress being picked on, Some of the other waiters and waitresses began to try to pull her out of the way of the group, Yet the teenagers began to argue with them. A few of them began to throw the cutlery at the waiters while the big one rounded on the girl known as Cindy. With a single swipe he aimed to cut her. It turned out these kids were the hooligans of this place. It turned out that these people were toerrozing all the bitches in the area. Well today was the day that this would all change. Sitting up from her booth Lucy would turn her entire body around and with a flick of the wrist her Kunai would slide directly past the largest male ear slicing it open slowly. Blood now upon the tip and of course sliding down upon his ear. His screams caused the entire bar to become silent his gang staring at the female while the big man dropped the pink headed female. "Come on now mr, Don't tell me that hurt you" Lucy would say laughing. "YOU LITTLE BITCH ILL SLICE YOU" He shouted. Lucy whom would have the advantage would begin to move towards the exit. She wanted to end this without damaging the property.

Reachign back into the snow her body would touch down as the gang decided to follow. As did a large amount of spectators. It seemed instead of focusing on Lucy herself the big bastarding gang leader would roar orders to his gang to circle and surround the young female. Yet a singular handseal that within this realm was known as the Tiger seal would be completed. Widened eyes from these spectators would show that neither they nor the gang knew that she was of the ninja variety. Mist would surround the area hiding the female from sight. As the female pulled her blade from her this young girl would allow herself to jult forward, Using the shinobi memory that was trained at a young age this young girl would be slamming her fist into the mouth of one of the shorter men. The young male would seem a powerful foe against these weaklings making sure to keep away from the boss.

The mist upon the last person falling would soon flow from the area, Standing within the center were she had been previously allowed her to grant the illusion of her being there the entire time. While at the same time the gang of people had all been knocked out completely. Standing Lucy would simply smile as she eyed up the man whom of course had the blade that she planned on taking. "Oh come on ya little fucker lets see if you can do as good as your small dicked friends" Lucy said as she pulled down her cheek in a usual insult. The young female was of course preparing to move, Her body forming the unique seal for the technqiue that was of course the body flicker that would allow her to push her body to extreme speeds. This allowed her to single punch the male within the head pushign him backwards. He lost a grip upon his blade which would slide gently by the handle into her hands. "Thank you, I actually needed this sword to work on my jutsu, A great way of training the art of the sword is to of course hold a sword"

Heading back into the tavern she would soon be flipping through the book fast and furiously and then BAM BAM DOUBLE FUCKING BAM, The jutsu somethign she had seen popped out to her, A jutsu known as Cloud Style:Reverse Beheading, As a shinobi she had already studied the Cloud Style: Crescent Moon Beheading, This seemed to be a part of the Cloud Style beheading series. "The user does a powerful spin, generating the momentum needed to slash at any opponents behind them. The user can also utilise this spinning motion to trick an enemy that's in front of them. The enemy is fooled into thinking the user will attack them, but instead the user attacks the targets behind the user.....oh dad what terrible writing" she said laughing ever so softly. So it would seem things would be happenign soon...she would continue reading the book that explained each movement and the explanations and movements of each technique. It was decided that this would be the technique of technqiues for her to learn today.."Right Its time for me to get to work."

The time had changed yet the bodies were still outside passed out and shaking, This young girl would make her way to the basic training area that she had made or well designed and stuff very close to her heart was a great training field. She was powerful when she put her mind to it and she knew exactly how and what she wanted to do. Charging at her target as she pulled out the blade she would spin and strike. Every strike she kept wanting to pull and strike every thing. She was aiming to do every thing properly over and over to continue releasing this movement. It was an intense move though rather simple to execute. Her body would climb up the tree and fall, As she fell she would unleash the technique creating a spin and landing ever so gently upon the ground. This would then allow her to land gently. As she landed the tree branches would begin to fall showing her how quick this spin could be utilized. It was a perfectly powerful and well placed jutsu.

Time would change once more and the descent of night would flow, She was exhausted and panting heavily, Exhaustion had set in and she could no longer continue practivcing due to the fact the blade being used had been destroyed. It was obvious the rust was worse than she anticipated. The terrain had clear strikes upon it showing exactly how hard the young female had been practicing such a simple movement. You would think it was fucking super easy but no it required precision and dexterity to utilize. Forcing herself up and wiping sweat from her brow as well as rinsingi it from some of her hair she would begin to utilize the broken blade and try to continue using the move, Sadly with the huge weight difference it was different yet she realized she could utilize this with kunai sized weaponries or bigger, An advantage for such a versatile movement made her capable of releasing waves of power. Hopefully she would be able to retain this power and master it. Eventually being exhausted once more, Lucy was prepared. "That's impressive, i really do think what you did back there was incredible. As a thank you i whipped you up a hot chocolate"

Following the voice, Hana's beautiful eyes located the pink headed woman whom had previously been at the tavern the one that the gang had decided to start a fight with was now standing in front of her with a large cup of hot chocolate with cream as tall as a person smothered in a chocolate powder and sprinkles with a singular chocolate flake protruding from the side. It looked tasty as hell and it was all for her. It soon becoame her most fave thing about this place and both her and Cindy would soon be engaged in a pleasant conversation. Though of course soon after Lucy would be consumed by her training once more this time she had supplements and Cindy would stay and try to help with giving afvice by reading from Lucy's fathers book. Each strike feelign awesome and every strike gliding elegantly through the air itself, Her movements never being wasted. It felt magnificent to have such power. Eventually after completing this training she feklt that she had gained enough ability with the technique to properly use it in battle whenever the time came.[/color]

2022 words
10 stats gained
Cloud Style - Be-heading learned.

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