John's updated training (p) (nk)

John wake up after another nightmare. another nightmare that consisted of him sitting on a chair and being attacked by a shadowy creature with a knife. why he had these kinds of dreams, he never knew. or at least, not at this very moment. after John was done with his morning routine and with breakfast, he locked the front door of his apartment and headed towards the training grounds. As John was heading there, he noticed that it was starting to get colder. maybe it was starting to rain. John had hoped that it would. no weather in the world made John happier than Rain. As John had explained to the guards where he was going, John was eager to resume his training and finish up learning the 10 finger drilling bullets. since he wasn't done with mastering it. plus, he still had to get stronger and faster and better so he could use the dance of the larch without as much as a thought. for example, if an enemy came at him with a physical attack at say.. his sternum or his chest in general, the dance of the larch would activate and protect him from the attack. it also depended on how strong, physically the opponent was. if they were stronger than what his bones were, then he'd be screwed. As John headed to the training grounds, he began to think up of what he could do to train. maybe he could learn on how to do the finger bullets, since he had to learn it anyway. that's a good idea. and he could also learn to make the Larch dance come out faster. the sun started to get hidden by the clouds, as a large shadow was cast upon John. the wind was starting to get a bit chillier. maybe John should have taken his jacket along. although with the amount of bones that are gonna come out of John's body, the jacket would just get ruined anyway. John entered the training grounds which looked the same as when he had trained with Salzem. John started by sitting down and stretching his hamstring, so as to not sustain any workout related injuries. as silly as he looked stretching his hamstrings, he was still making sure he wasn't gonna get injured during his training sessions. after John was done, John got up and started to do laps around the entire training ground for warm-up. John ran for about 10 laps normally. he then ran 10 laps sideways, and then 10 laps backwards. it sure was difficult to run laps backwards, as you didn't see what was behind you so well. unless you were a hyuuga. after John was done with the running around the training grounds training, he got down on his knees and began to do 20 push-ups. then he got down on his feet, so that he looked like a wheelbarrow. John then made another set of 20 push-ups. when John was done with that, he lied on his back and as he looked at the sky, he put his hands behind his back, put his legs and feet together and gradually made a sit-up. John continued as he grunted to do sit-ups until he made 30 of them.  boy was this tiring, as by the time John was done, John let his arms sprawl out from his sides as he panted. after John rested, he got up and dusted himself off the patches of grass that got stuck to his pants. John then focused and punched and kicked the air, as if he was fighting an invisible opponent. John then threw his fist at his sternum to emulate an attack from his opponent.John attacked with the strength of 20 and speed of 10 to experiment on his dance of Larch. the larch came out, but not by much. John still felt his knuckles touching his body. John tried again, with 15 speed this time, and... a little bit of success. the bones came out half-way, but still not good.  John tried again, but this time he used 10 strength and 10 speed. John felt his knuckles being prickled with the tip of his rib bones. almost.. John tried again with 20 strength and 20 speed. two things happened. one, John felt his hand stop as if someone grabbed his wrist in mid-swing. second, John looked down and saw the rib bones stick out of his chest. still almost. they were partially outside. he hadn't completed it yet. he was almost done. he could feel it. John decided he had enough and so he walked up to a bench that just happened to be there, and sat down. John leaned his head backwards and took in the sun-rays that pierced through the grey clouds and smiled. this was gonna be a good day. long, but good.