Morning Cardio [open]

Toneri was quite the bastard...his words were crude and he even coveted the chair of the kage from what he could hear...it irked him to no end...rage filled his body.  However when the next set of words left his lips.

That made the bloodlust rise like the magma in a volcano.

Saying his head should have decorated the gates was laughable...with what Miyamoto had done for the village...heh...he should wipe the smirk off the face of that little Hyuuga bitch right then and there, but Morio spoke back to him, giving him his version of thanks which honestly made Miyamoto smile, but as with most good things, an asshole would ruin them.  The sound of Toneri calling him a run down shinobi was laughable and it turned back into a back and forth between Morio and Toneri, but the energy he felt honestly made an evil smile creep up on his face.  He recalled this feeling when he once had the mindset to kill Ayato...his brother in arms many, MANY moons prior.  Then the titular example of a whore’s son spoke again saying that at dawn the next day he would show an example of Chuunin.  Miyamoto broke out into a fit of laughter.  “THAT'S IT?!  YOU’RE GOING TO PUT OFF A CHANCE TO SHOW OFF FOR A WHOLE DAY!”  He yelled at the man, falling on his ass and soon wiping away a tear as this was just too good.  He looked at Morio and then remained sitting, motioning up to Toneri before speaking to the loudmouthed bastard once more.  “You are not worth the steel you claim is the best, and run down is just what you know of a ghost that I once was.  When you stop suckling from your mothers tit...then I will teach you your place.”  His eyes were violent and he looked as if at any moment he might snap.  “Kid, I got high hopes that we will be meeting again in the future.  Keep up your own work, I have bigger fish to fry than to let this ape rile me up any longer.  Have a good day, and don’t let the man with poor taste in weapons get you down.  I can see the craftsmanship of your blade and I know that the steel you wield is no joke.”  He stood up and wiped off the dust from his clothes.  He was bored of this place and the buffoons that spoke too loudly.  He heard that there was a shinobi nearby that was teaching some medical ninjutsu so he was going to go partake in that for now.

This time though the shinobi stuck to the shadows rather than the crowds because he did not need to deal with the bullshit that obviously came with the number of people taking part in the daily exercises and morning “classes”.  He had already watched the demonstrations of the uses of kunai and bladed weapons, and the medical demonstrations were quite useful to him as it would deepen his understanding he had managed to attain before leaving the village before.  Some things had of course changed, and the minds of Hoshigakure now were...nothing like what was once considered the geniuses...this is what he missed, and what he was mad that he had left.  The regret filled him much like the anger did earlier and his chakra leaked out subtly like wisps of smoke rising from a smoldering boulder flung from the explosion of a powerful eruption.

There was one technique though that caught his eye earlier and as he sat near one of the larger trees, feeling the warmth of the sun on his chest filled his body with a fiery chakra as he recalled the demonstration of the great dragon flame .  Was it a generic use of fire jutsu?  Yes.  Was it the flashiest one of the morning?  Also yes.  Yet it was not difficult to obtain, and honestly he was understanding the fact that some of the people he had now seen demonstrate were also using their techniques without the use of hand signs...a skill he thought he had known long ago, but with time...things do often become lost so it would be beneficial for the Terumi to learn how to do so once again.  A smile crept up on his face, he was going over the movements in his head of the things he saw in use today.  Basic combat forms with weaponry, medical jutsu, and ninjutsu that were all available to him.  Ayato was smart in his guide to raising a shinobi force, and as much as he loathed giving his brother in arms ANY sort of credit...he had to do so once again...great, that was just what he needed as a blow to his ego.

WC:810
TWC:1,502

After a few hours though...the Terumi Chuunin had reached a point to where he was stumped and he needed to find something to push past the roadblock.  He jumped from the tree and stretched after a nimble landing.  That bastard Toneri really caused him some mental anguish, probably hindering his cultivation since he could not move past it, but that blacksmith kid...he had talent and perhaps one day he would be able to train with the kid in earnest with the intention of mutual growth.  Yet now he was still planning...a trip to the Dragon Ravine, the rumors of a tournament, and even more still...strengthening himself so that he could achieve his own dreams.  Dreams he had not given up on and those of the Kage, even with Ayato being his superior now...he gave him freedom so as he had pledged...he would be the sword of Hoshigakure for as long as he was needed.  He felt the chakra in his body surging with his own excitement and he was eager to learn all that he could.  With a smile, he went back to the Terumi household to clear his head and train some more.

There was one such technique that caught him by surprise in that it was simplistic in form and carried with it a greater weight than if he were to just pick up a blade and use it without any proper instruction.  The jab…He picked up a willow branch and held it in his hands, calling upon what he had seen at the morning exercises and his former understanding of weaponry led him here and as he looked at the willow tree he plucked the branch from he honestly thought it was all like some sort of foreign book he read a long time ago where the master teaches the student using rudimentary implements against the main character’s sword.  It was a comical scene in his head as he assumed the same stance as the demonstration earlier before maneuvering with the wind as it whipped the willow branches to and fro.  The Terumi was in a sense, like the air that blows through the compound now, and he flowed with it as if it was second nature until finally he was within a meter of the tree trunk and his footing changed before planting his left foot and punching forward, extending his right hand and the willow branch into the trunk as a resounding *crack* echoed in the empty compound and along the wind.  The branch was broken, but in the tree trunk there was a piece of the willow branch he used and around it the wood was cratered in and smoldering…a marvel for sure.  “Coupling my own power with that of the proper use for a jab…I can at least do this much…good…good.”  He said before removing the branch from the trunk of the tree and inspecting it; the bark on the branch was peeled off in some areas and completely gone in others as if the jab had been too much for the piece to take.  

He went to the house, looking at the various areas that were just untidy and he cleaned for once, it took the young man only an hour to put things back into a livable condition…lights were working again and wood had been dusted and dishes cleaned.  A knock at the door called his attention and he answered with his hair pulled back and his shirt had been tied around his waist.  On the doorstep was a large box that was addressed to him, it seemed as if the items he had ordered from the shop had finally made their way to him…things were moving indeed.  He took the box, heavier than it appeared and disappeared upstairs to his attic hideaway, inside he had a few mannequins set up for when he had tried to make his own armor some time ago, the tattered rags and pieces were discarded as the shinobi took out the new armor he had purchased, the weapons were placed in specific pouches and the excess were stored away, the other tools for hunting were placed in specific compartments that he had ordered, and finally the reading material he had requested was also waiting and tied in a bundle.  He went through it all and eventually decided to place it on a bookshelf for future use and training.  He examined the katana and removed it from the saya and gave it a few practice swings, the sound of the air being cut was superb and the weight of the blade was within what he envisioned.  “These will do nicely, and once I am ready I will be able to get the hunt done for Ayato…I can move on from this meaningless existence as a tool, or so I hope.”  He said with a smile before placing it back in the saya and putting it on a weapon rack on the wall with the excess tools he had purchased.  He turned off his light and went back down the stairs to find some fruit, only to find a crow waiting for him on the windowsill…a scroll was placed before it with the Kage’s official seal on it.  “Ayato did not waste any time…I wonder what the assignment is this time.”  He said as he took the scroll and opened it, he was about ready to spit his fruit out before cursing under his breath.


[EXIT]

WC:914
TWC:2,416

Claiming with 75% off from the training done in the thread from those that taught it:
Weaponry Spec-500 WC (Previously listed on STAT page for bookkeeping)
Great Dragon Flame-437 WC
Temporary Paralysis-375 WC
Searing Migraine-375 WC
Jab-375 WC
Adjustment-150 WC
Feint-150 WC

Discard my remaining WC after the purchases are made, everything is listed with the 75% off price

My WC might be off on these, but I have enough WC to learn them.

Ryuzaki sat on the sidelines waiting until many of the people had left. He wasn't quite sure how a person not from the village would be treated. Especially, one who used puppets. Something rarely seen even in Konoha. Approaching the kage the Nara would bow. "Hello, I am Ryuzaki Nara. May I participate in your training?" He would ask allowed he would pay attention as the kage or his siblings displayed their elements and techniques.

Claims: All 75% off due to being taught and village upgrade. Image may show D rank, but I'm C
Fire Release: 500 WC
Earth release: 1000 WC
Chakra Storage Seal 375 WC
Chakra Infusion 500 WC
Flying Swallow 250 WC
Temple Style: Discovery of an Incomplete Truth C and B rank. 375 WC
Rupture 375 WC
Total WC: 3375
Using word bank to aquire all techniques.
26279-3375=22904 remaining
Exit

Approved.

The Training Grounds rang to the song of steel against steel and roaring sounds of ninjutsu. Upon cold hard marble, sweat tricked from Ayato's forehead as he raised a hand. Next to him, Dusk Tachibana used his wood release to craft a hollow horn. The Nova brought it to his face and blew.

"Ahooooooooo" The sound traveled across the Water Gardens like the cry of a roaring giant, signaling the end of the training exercise.

"Good job, everyone, dismissed!" The Kage said, spicing his voice with hints of ice so that it would carry across. Exhaustion had gotten to the Kage, and it was time to rest. Upon hearing the command, Toneri sheathed his blade, wrapped up the weapons laid at the floors, and invited Hotaru to his dinner arrangements in Hachiko, the best sushi place in all of Hoshi.

After Ayato had made his exit, Natsuki would say goodbye to her students and make her way back towards the hospital, where she’d work until the early hours of the morning. The kunoichi could have taken the day off, but she had been taught by her father that there was no break from saving lives for a living.

The Kage entered the long, narrowing pathway that was the exit from the Gardens. Outside, the world came alive to the sounds of the city. Ayato took one last look behind him, and his mind drifted to the scuffle that had taken place in Toneri’s training class, deciding to make a note of it now to his Nova. 

“Sometimes, I wonder.” 
“What’s that?” Dusk asked with minimum interest.
“Where did we go wrong with my brother.”

[EXIT & Closing topic, thank you, everyone, for participating]

WC: 274
TWC: 3,590

Claims with 25% Max stat discount for Ayato

1523 to Talented previous progress found here [1523 + 2227 = 3750/3750]

Claiming with 25% max stat discount for Toneri
2062 to A-rank 360 Degree Shield Hand [2062/2062]

discarding the remaining five words

Nothing else happened after that. Morio hoped that Toneri had some response...some retort that would prove the young shinobi right but it seems as if time was not on his side. At the sound of the horn, Morio would look toward the sound and listen. An audible huff escaped his lips as he shrugged, it is what it is. He knew this wouldn't be the last time he would see or hear from Toneri but the next time would definitely make the bastard eat his words. From that he would wait until the groups began to disperse, his eyes turn to Yamato before he left and chuckled," Guess we will see what the Gods have in store for us then won't we? You can stop by my shop, The Ametsuchi Dragon, anytime you want. I may give you a discount if I am feeling generous... Which i'm often not but roll the dice to find out eh?," he would watch as the male walked off, wondering if he would actually meet the male again. He was alright in his book and stuck to his guns which wasn't bad. A short ending to a short story as he waved Tsuna off as well, the Hoshimura bastard did teach him something interesting that he would have to delve into at a later date but for now he would simply wait until it was his time to leave. At the crux of the pack leaving he would jump down from the pillar he had been on stretching and heading back to his shop where he would begin to work - tempering swords and mentally steeling himself for the future. To make people see that he wasn't like those that came of ilk in this village he had to do more, what he didn't WANT to do but it was becoming apparent that he would have to. To stand out among those that came before him in this branch, the Ametsuchi heir would become the dragon by any means necessary.

WC: 335
TWC: 855

Exit:
Claiming the following with 75% discount
625 toward learning WOSAC Learning over Total Breathing Concentration
100 words toward Singularity B rank 100/438
100 words toward Imitation Black Hole 100/438

Approved

Making an additional claim that I forgot if that’s okay.

Memorizing the following chakra signatures for Natsuki, Toneri and Ayato using the chakra sensory skill:

Morio, Shinrei, Ryuzaki, Ciel, Hotaru, Tsunayoshi, Regis, Emilia, Isemori, Toran, Youta, Hakumo, Typhon, Sebastian, Enishi, Kurayami, Aki, Akaboshi

Enishi got salty at Toneri stealing his girl so he left while secretly sobbing incel tears in his bedroom because he got roasted to oblivion. Legend says that he was also found crying at his father's grave while eating week-old pepperidge farm cookies.

[EXIT]

TWC: 1747

Claims:
+34 AP
1500 WC Towards Laser Circus B-Rank [1500/1500]
uh, guess I'll just throw the rest of the wc into the voiiiiiddd

Approved