An Interesting Training Session (P, Nyguyen, Atem)

Sweat rolled down the extremely pale skin of Kenshin’s face as he sat in the middle of one of the various training grounds of Hoshigakure, the sun morning sun was just starting to peek out from behind a couple of extremely large sand dunes that he was able to see in the distance, and all the while a crisp morning breeze rolled through the area and helped him cool down from the intense and vigorous training session that he had just finished. He took deep and even breaths so that he could regain his stamina even faster, as he knew well that panting would only make it harder for him to regain his breath, and as he rested he began to take in the beauty of Hoshi’s landscape, the desert possessed its own unique and natural beauty, he could see sand dancing in the wind as it blew over the dunes, and in the distance he was even able to make out a rather large dust devil. With a small sigh the silver haired teen stood up and walked over to one of the various water gardens that were scattered throughout the training grounds, he cupped his hands together and lowered them into the crystal clear water, gathering the clear and clean liquid in his hands. Kenshin raised his water filled hands to his mouth and began to slowly drink the life giving liquid, releasing a content sigh as he finished the water, he truly was content right now with his life, he was no longer a rogue ninja, which meant he didn’t have to constantly look over his shoulder for people hunting him, he no longer had to keep on the move, as he now had a rather humble room in one of the inn’s, all in all his life had improved a great deal in a short amount of time. 

Right now the albino teen was clad in only a pair of pitch black pants and a rather worn in pair of grey sandals, of course he was still wearing his black belt but the two weapon pouches that were usually attached to them were absent, in fact everything that usually covered the upper half of his body was missing. The reason for this was rather simple, it was too hot in the desert for him to wear layer upon layer of clothing while he trained, and now that he had gotten used to life within Hoshi he no longer cared whether or not the civilians knew that he was a shinobi. And after his meeting in the hospital with Akihana he had used the medical technique that she taught him, a technique that he had later learned was known as the Mystical Palm, to heal most of the scars on his body, he had decided to leave the scar around his neck and the scar on his face though, as he wanted them to serve as a reminder to him, a reminder of his past and the torture he went through to reach both the level of strength that he was now, and to remind him of all the obstacles that he had overcome along the way. He was completely fine with people seeing the stitched cuts that symbolised his EGF, as he had long since accepted it as a part of him, but recently, after his talk with Akihana in the hospital, he realised that she was right, his scars and the EGF did not define him, and it was that realisation that sparked a major change in his attitude.

He no longer even cared if anybody thought him to be a freak or even a monster for having a body composed almost entirely of threads, threads that squirmed and writhed beneath his skin, looking to anybody who could see his torso or arms like thousands upon thousands of worm-like creatures right beneath his skin, he didn’t care if people called him a monster for having no bones. He didn’t care if people called him inhuman for having no internal organs bar his hearts and his brain, he didn’t even care if people called him a demon for having red sclera, that was just who he was now and he finally accepted it, he still wore his robes and top hat though, simply because he had actually grown rather attached to them. Of course just because he was now comfortable with people seeing his body he had not walked from the inn that he was stay in to the training grounds clad in nothing but sandals and pants, effectively leaving him naked from the waist up. No, he had walked from the inn to the training grounds wearing his black vest, his robes and his top hat an, but when he arrived he removed the robes, his vest, the top hat and the weapon pouches. He folded the robes and the vest and placed them down in a neat pile on the edge of one of the many water gardens, he then placed both weapon pouches and his top hat on top of the neat pile, ready for him to put them back on when he finally wanted to return back to the inn that he was staying.

Due to the fact that he was no longer wearing the top hat his strange and unique eyes were visible to anybody who looked, and what a sight it would be to anybody that decided to come by, the sight of somebody who did not possess white sclera like regular humans, but the sight of somebody who’s sclera were pure blood red, plus the fact that his irises were a unique and distinctive silver colour. Kenshin’s long silver coloured hair appeared to be a few shades darker than it usually was due to the sweat that had worked it’s way into the locks as he went about his intense morning training exercise, from the moment he arrived he had been training his threads in order to improve their use in combat, and while it may have been going slow thus far he was starting to discover more and more ways that he could use his threads in a combat scenario. Since that day in the hospital with Akihana he had also been practising with the new technique that he had learnt whilst experimenting with Medical chakra, the technique that he discovered would allow him to amplify his strength to truly extreme levels, and since that day he had practised using it to the point that it had become a viable combat technique, as due to the amount of time he spent practicing with it he had figured out how to activate the ability in the split second it would take from him to land a punch on someone. Kenshin would give a sigh before standing up once more, he had rested for long enough and he was eager to get back to his training, so after releasing one last exhale he got into a fighting stance and began practising various different taijutsu kata's, because while medical jutsu may be his speciality he knew that was no excuse to allow the rest of his skills to dull

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Sasuke Toriyama ran onto the training ground while pumping some serious iron. At his age he was already stronger than some fully grown adults but it was not even as close to as strong as he wished to be. The kid flexed the huge chunks of metal up and down, as he jogged onto the scene. He hadn't seen Kozai Sensei in forever and he assumed whatever mission that Akihana woman had sent him on was probably his final mission. That made Sasuke very angry and so he vowed to train his body so that if and when Kozai Sensei ever returned he would be impressed and proud of his first Hoshi student. There was no telling what his former squadmates were up to but Sasuke didn't really care about them, he only cared about his own increase in power. Sasuke flexed his muscles and continued pumping the iron as he ran. It was an excellent way for him to increase his stamina and strength at the same time. He hummed lightly to himself as he ran around the training area. 

At some point he dropped the weights and leaned forward as if he was going to fall down. He broke his fall with his arms as he assumed the push up position and began forcing his small body up and down. Sasuke pushed up and down, up and down, up and down. He did it again and again as he felt his muscles rip, strain, and repair so as to increase his striking power. The activity made him sweat a bit but it was nothing compared to the gains he would get. Sasuke was also eating like a champion in a desperate bid to increase his strength beyond his wildest dreams. After completeing one hundred push ups, Sasuke would push his body into the air in a hand stand position. From there he would lift one arm in the air so that he was now acrobatically balancing on only one hand. He'd then bend the arm down and shift his body's center of gravity to the Earth. It was a one handed, hand stand push up. He did this about fifty more times before hopping back to his feet and grabbing the weights. Back to pumping iron and running at the same time. 

It seemed that even though Hoshigakure was a relatively peaceful and knowledge based village, its shinobi were obsessed with getting stronger. It was quite amazing really that a group of people like that thought nothing of endless training sessions and working their bodies to the point of absolute exhaustion. There was tons of jutsu to also learn and he had scarcely begun sparring with his peers. Sasuke was used to being the creme de la creme in the Academy but as for the general genin population he was actually closer to the bottom. It was an absolute shame but it did not deter him from working harder every day. He would one day rival his enemies and be the baddest, strongest, and most ruthless shinobi ever. Or at least he hoped he would. Sasuke continued running around the training area like a mad person while heaving around the heavy weights. He stopped for a little while to do some quick jumping jacks and throw some punches using the giant dumbells. It was then that he saw an albino also traing in the vicinity. 

Sasuke made his way over to the Uzumaki while working out and came within a few feet of Kenshin. He dropped the weights and placed his hands on his hips with a bored expression. He was dressed in a purple jumpsuit with a purple mini skirt and a pink glitter belt that said: "SWEET" on the center. Sasuke's hair was dyed a flamboyant dark purple and his lips were covered in hot pink lipstick. If Kenshin were perceptive he'd see that Sasuke's face was made up expertly with mascara and eyeliner giving him a distinct feminine look. He had foregone his masquerade ball's mask for today but he still had his purple cape fluttering behind him. Sasuke wondered who this person was and if they wanted to train together. He studied Kenshin for awhile before speaking. It appeared that the man was a ghostly pale with stuff wriggling underneath his body. Sasuke almost recoiled but he didn't want to look like a scared baby so he just stared the Uzumaki down and spoke in a calm voice. 

"Hey. You training?"

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Due to the fact that Kenshin almost always had his chakra sensory ability activated he would sense Sasuke approaching the training grounds the second he got within 100 meters of the albino, who decided to scrutinise the chakra signature while continuing with his Taijutsu training. Hmm, the chakra signature was quite small, especially in comparison to his own, but then again he knew that since he had arrived in Hoshi his chakra reserves had grown by quite a bit, but his reserves were still not the size of Akihana’s, she had truly large reserves, the largest he had ever sensed actually. Now that he thought about it this person's reserves were half the reserves of the guy who welcomed him at the gates before taking him to the academy to get registered, if he remembered correctly then the guys name was Castiel, while at the same time being double the size of the reserves of the Uchiha who ambushed him back in Waterfall Country. Now that Kenshin got to thinking about it he wondered whatever happened to the young Uchiha, if the young teen had done what he said he was going to then he would have reached Kirigakure by now, he could still feel the Mark Seal that he put on him so the Uchiha was still alive, but the only thing that Kenshin wondered there was for how much longer the boys luck help up. The silver haired teen had heard tales of the thirst for blood that all Kiri shinobi held, and he knew that there would be some people in Kiri who would be more than willing to kill Keito for his eyes, he just hoped that the Uchiha came to his senses and left the village before one of those people acted upon the opportunity that he presented them with.

By this point the silver haired teen would feel the other chakra signature get within 50 meters in him, and the chakra signature just kept moving towards him, informing him that the training grounds was most likely this person's destination and that he was going to have some company shortly. Kenshin would turn himself slightly so that he was facing the right, giving him the ability to see in the direction that the chakra signature was approaching from through his peripheral vision, but when he saw the owner of the chakra signature he gave a small blink of surprise, of all things he had expected he had not expected to see what he assumed to be a prepubescent girl run into the training grounds while pumping weights that looked quite heavy even to him. He made sure to keep an eye on the iron pumping jogger as he continued to do lap after lap of the training grounds, not once stopping his actions in pumping the heavy weights, the albino watched the exercise with interest, it seemed like quite the way to build up both a great deal of strength and stamina, maybe he would have to give it a try one of these days. The silver haired teen would continue doing his own exercise while keeping his senses tuned to the young jogger, he didn’t want to accidentally punch him while he continued to jog because he got a little too close to Kenshin’s position without him realising, he could see that the purple haired jogger had yet to see him and he truly didn’t want to end up punching one of his fellow Hoshi shinobi in the face while he ran, that would not be the best first impression.

He could hear the dull thud in the sand as the weights were dropped, and based on what he could see in his peripheral vision the young shinobi looked to be about to fall to the ground, he would have gone to help steady them had he not seen the young boy extend his hands out first, dropping straight a steady rhythm of push ups. By this point Kenshin lost interest and went back to focussing on his own training, meaning he missed the rather impressive display of acrobatics and strength of the young purple haired shinobi as he did one handed, hand stand push ups, although not too long after he became aware of the young shinobi once again jogging around the area while pumping the heavy looking weights. He continued to focus on his training while the unnamed shinobi continued with his, he was content with this, the two of them continuing their own separate training in private, although he did kind of want to spar with this shinobi just to see where he stood in terms of strength, and not just the physical kind, but how well he would do in a fight against Kenshin himself. Before long the unnamed shinobi began to do jumping jacks with the dumbbells still in his grip, all the while giving the occasional punch to the air with the large metal weights in hand, he had to admit, the sheer determination that this kid possessed actually managed to impress him, not everyone trained themselves as hard as this kid did, and that alone would result in this kid being quite the force to be reckoned with in the future.

He continued with his taijutsu training as the young shinobi finally seemed to have noticed that he was not alone in the training grounds, he watched carefully as the other occupant of the training grounds began to walk towards him, and when only around three feet from his position came to a complete stop and dropped the heavy looking dumbbells on the ground, an action that allowed the purple haired shinobi to place his hands on his hips. Kenshin gave a smirk as he watched them quite obviously begin to size him up, so in response to that he also began sizing up the unnamed shinobi, he assumed that it was a prepubescent girl based on the purple jumpsuit, glittery pink belt with the word ‘sweet’ emblazoned almost obnoxiously on the centre, as well as the rather large amounts of make up, make up that he assumed to be waterproof based on the fact that it wasn’t running even though the young shinobi was sweating heavily. He also took note of the purple cape that was being ruffled by the light breeze that ran through the training ground, a cape was a bit of a liability in combat, and the pink and purple colour scheme that the young shinobi was wearing didn’t exactly do much to help in the stealth department, but he supposed that he was not one to judge, especially with him looks and choices when it came to clothing.

“Hey. You training?” he would hear the young shinobi ask in a calm and collected tone, the question itself causing the scar faced teen’s smirk to widen, I mean what a question to ask, when he was fairly sure that the purple haired shinobi had first seen him while he was practising his taijutsu kata’s, but he decided that making a good first impression was more important than making a sarcastic remark. “Yes I was training, actually I was working on honing my taijutsu skills” he would answer truthfully and in a friendly tone “However I couldn’t help but get a glimpse of your own training as I did so, and I have to admit I am actually rather impressed, you don’t see many people your age with the same amount of determination as you” The silver haired teen would say in a rather impressed tone of voice, he was being completely honest as well, he was impressed by the drive and will to improve that this young shinobi had showed him. Without even thinking the silver haired teen extended his right arm out towards one of the two dumbbells that Sasuke had dropped on the ground after his approach, he wanted to see for himself just how heavy these weights were, so utilising his EGF he undid the stitches on his forearm, this particular cut going completely around the centre of said forearm and almost seeming to keep his arm from dropping off. With that done Kenshin utilised the threads within his forearm to actually detach the arm and continue extending it away from his body, the only thing keeping it attached to his arm being the now wriggling black threads that were found in his body. He grabbed the dumbbell with the detached hand and used his threads to pull the limb back into place, the stitches once again sewing his arm back on when it had been completely reconnected.

He had discovered this new way he could use his threads this morning, and he was still trying to get used to using it, but based on the fact that he had detached his arm, extended it, grabbed the dumbbell and quickly retracted the arm within three seconds he felt that he was learning how to control it quite fast. Kenshin examined the weight of the dumbbell and found that he was even more impressed with the kid “You’re quite strong you know” he would say in praise before lightly tossing the dumbbell back the to the area that Sasuke dropped it. “Now I believe introductions are in order, I suppose I’ll go first, I’m Kenshin, and I am a Genin, your turn..” he would say in a rather casual tone of voice, waiting for Sasuke to introduce himself.

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TWC: 2775 (so far lol)

2000 words towards EGF Limb Detachment, claiming (Cause I wanna use it in this topic lol)

Atem deciding to switch it up and head to an official training ground that was in Hoshi made his way to the closest one he could find. It was fairly quiet up until he got within 35 meters of the training ground where he heard various sounds, he couldn’t quite put his finger on what the sounds exactly were, but he heard them nonetheless. “It must be the sound of heated battle!” Atem thought to himself. In his mind waves of electricity began to travel throughout his body causing his steps to be more silent and his 5 senses to be sharper than ever. Oh how he loved battle, it was something he enjoyed to the utmost extent and the feeling he has for it will never die. Finally getting closer with beads of sweat rolling down his pale face and causing his black hair to become drenched he could now get a clear sight of who was fighting. When his vision had fixated on the two individuals just standing there he seen that there was no fight, but maybe there would be had he sparked something. The bearing heat and the hot sand rocks weren’t making Atem any more delusional than he already is but from anybody looking at him they would think otherwise.


Peeking behind an abnormally shaped sand dune Atem watched to see what would unfold between the two shinobi. As he continued to observe the shinobi in front of him he made mental notes of the both of them. “Male, he has pale skin such as mine, seems to be fairly young, but a decent height for his age. Hm, his most notable feature are the stitches and malformed skin that is on his body. It’s as if he snatched someone’s body, but wasn’t able to fit in their skin.” Atem said to himself as a level only he could hear while analyzing the kid shinobi too the fullest extent. “As for the female, oh I mean male, he is younger than the other boy and shorter by a bit. Purple hair as well. Not really much, but we’ll see.” Atem thought as he made sure to not to blow his cover. He was a stalker of his prey after all, the last time he failed to catch his prey is when he was 9 and he was severely beaten for it.


Now watching the movements of the two he sees that the purple-haired one is very energetic, if he were to fight the other shinobi his body would probably wear out quicker unless he was just warming up. Soon the purple-haired kid dropped the weights giving a fairly loud thud to Atem causing his ears to perk up as if he were a feline. The kid then asks the long haired shinobi if he were training in which he replied he was training taijutsu. “So that one is a taijutsu user eh? Interesting.” Atem thought to himself. Seeing the silver-haired shinobi detach his arm to pick up the dumbbell intrigued Atem to epic proportions, he had to keep himself concealed in order to gain more information about these uncanny ninja. “The last bit of information needed, his name. Kenshin and he is a Genin.” Atem would say then jumping up from his spot and walking to the pair at the speed of 15.


“I’ve heard quite a bit from you, are you guys planning to spar? You see, I can’t control myself when thinking about facing strong opponents. I often act irrational at times, but I have done good so far controlling it. So, how about it? A three-way spar?” Atem asked the two shinobi wasting no time at all. Expecting them to say yes, Atem darted back 10 meters from them at the speed of 30 with his right hand already on his ninjato. He then glanced at his surrounding to see that dessert with no real objects or obstacles in a 35 meter range. Nothing, but sand.

[-10 AP Perfected Prey Stalking, 137 AP]
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The wriggling and odd nature of the albino's skin was really beginning to creep out Sasuke. He confirmed his suspincions that he was indeed here for training purposes. The elegant Taijutsu Kata being performed had intrigued Sasuke and made the young lad seriously consider changing his main specialty from Ninjutsu to Taijutsu. He was obsessed with getting physically stronger and so it occurred to him that perhaps hand to hand combat was a better avenue for him to explore than anything else. The silver haired man remarked that he had noticed Sasuke's training and was quite impressed with what he could do. Sasuke grinned arrogantly that he had finally been recognized as a superior genin as he should. It felt nice to be appreciated but he wouldn't let the compliment lose sight of his goal. He wanted to be the strongest and most powerful shinobi in the world and he couldn't afford to get complacent. He wiped the sweat from his face which didn't disturb his makeup as it was indeed waterproof. 

"Thanks" Sasuke replied. 

He followed Kenshin's eyes and saw that he was interested in the lad's dumbbells. Sasuke enjoyed strength training, it made him feel incredibly powerful. There was nothing like a good work out to get the blood flowing. Not only would it increase his muscular capabilities but it would also increase his stamina which would allow him the ability to fight harder and longer. It was good that there were none like Sasuke. He enjoyed the idea of being unmatched amongst his peers and the harder he worked now the more that gap would grow. Kenshin did something incredibly strange that caused Sasuke to jump five meters backwards and throw up his dukes like a boxer. He somehow detached his arms via threadlike tendrils and grabbed one of his dumbbells. Sasuke's eyes narrowed as he realized Kenshin meant no ill intent but rather sought to merely test out how heavy his weights were. The boy said nothing and remained in a combat stance as he analyzed the strange physical abnormality in front of him. Perhaps Kenshin was some type of monster hiding in human form. He didn't attack and so Sasuke was not inclined to throw the first blow but what he was seeing now was indeed odd. Sasuke guessed it had to be some sort of Ninjutsu which led him to question exactly how old and how strong this person was. Kenshin tested the object out and tossed it back. He once more complimented Sasuke on his strength to which he made a cautious smirk. 

"Thanks, I want to be the strongest there is." 

Sasuke's eyes widened when Kenshin mentioned that he too was a genin. Whatever bizarre technique he had used was much worse than anything he could have imagined a genin having. It looked as though he still had a long way to go. This shinobi called Kenshin was a potential rival no doubt as he assumed those threads could be used to attack an opponent. Sasuke lowered his fists and grabbed his pink belt with one hand and used the other to callously flip his purple hair. He had been taken aback by Kenshin's display of the EGF or whatever it was but he would not let himself be so easily intimidated by another genin ever again. 

"My name is Sasuke Toriyama and I'm a genin too...Wanna spar?" 

As if on cue, another shinobi announced his presence. He was just as pale as Kenshin which unerved Sasuke quite a bit. Why were so many Hoshi genin oddly pale? Sasuke guessed that they may have contracted some sort of virus at birth and maybe it played a role in giving Kenshin strange abilities. He wondered if this new person also had similar abilities. He talked about wanting to fight strong opponents and how he acted irrational at times. If that was true then he must be a lunatic looking to enhance his crazy style of fighting. Sasuke didn't really want to fight someone who was mentally ill but he could learn more by fighting two other ninja at the same time then just one and so he acquiesced to the idea. He moved back so that he was equi-distant from the new arrival and Kenshin. Ten meters away from each combatant. He held up his hands and bent his knees. He didn't have much in the way of Ninjutsu but he was tough and tenacious hopefully it would be enough to carry the day. 

"A three way spar is fine by me" 

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(posting later tonight, Yall have been uber patient :D )



EDIT: SOON COMRADES.