Team Training Exercise

Listening to the boy's response, Kizmaru had chuckled a bit now that his choice of words had been said back to him aloud. He really did feel like an old man and was slightly flustered. He shook off his embarrassment for the time being in order to get himself ready once again. He figured they would continue once more in this soar once both of them were ready. "Yeah well, it was one of the few wonders that came to mind when i was thinking of what to say;" A flushed Kizmaru had responded. "Never mind all of that, let's continue." After he had said his statement, Kizmaru relaxed briefly before entering into a more serious demeanor in order to anticipate his opponent's next move. The boy had stepped forward towards him causing Kizmaru to step back a bit to keep his opponent's entire body in full view. At first, Kazushi had raised his left leg in what appeared to be a left kick. Kizamru responded in kind by slightly raising his right leg in order to parry the oncoming blow with his shin. It turns out that wasn't the case at all and the boy had prepared for something else instead. Instead of a simple kick, Kazushi had performed a flying kick instead which had briefly caught Kizmaru off guard. As he focused on where the strike would connect, Kizmaru shifted both of his arms towards his chest as that'd where the strike would have landed. He only really had time to for a simple block since he had reacted a bit late. Luckily for him, his arms had already been near his torso in order for him to defend himself properly.

After he had defended himself from the boy's kick, Kizmaru decided with was his turn to attempt to retaliate. The boy had gained some distance between them with his last attack and Kizmaru had to close the distance. Stepping in, he outstretched his left arm, closed fist towards Kazushi's direction towards his face before recoiling. Bringing his shoulder and left hand back simultaneously, keeping his elbow in, pushing off of his foot in order to pivot his waist towards the left and twist his hips, his right knee pointing at his left as lifted his right heel off the ground but anchored his toes to the ground as if he were trying to crush a bug.  Kizmaru attempted to deliver a powerful straight after his initial jab in hopes his little combo would work. He wasn't sure what he should do at this point other than sticking to basic maneuvers of punches and the occasional knee strikes. What he did know though was soon they might have to switch over to a mock battle in order to get more experience out of their time.

W.C: 467
T.W.C: 3440

Feeling his jab get deflected easily by the young Terumi, Kizmaru chuckled pondering what he should do next in order to open up the boy, as he continued with his thoughts, something unexpected happened as he looked at Kazushi. It turns out he gave up and wanted to end the spar here. Kizmaru was feeling slightly disappointed but he gave a smile smile feeling that maybe they were at it for awhile anyways and they should stop here. He then asked Kizmaru a question, he really didn't know how to answer. It didn't seem like he was interested in hearing a valid response as he told him he was going now. His smirked faded now, leaving him in this massive arena by himself. Although the boy was tired, Kizmaru himself was not. He figured he'd leave this place for now and go and rest up for a bit before he resumed training. Feeling himself getting used to the workout little by little. He strolled up and down the village getting himself used to the atmosphere. He wanted to find a private place where he could unwind and let loose but he was having trouble figuring out where to go. Since he wasn't much of a socialist, he decided he would give himself a tour of the village. It would be long and he might even get lost but he decided it was better by learning through experience then having some tool walk around and point at things and tell him the description of what each place of interest had to offer. If he wanted information like that, he could have just looked at a sign or something. He still planned to but he was going to walk there himself as well and see what it looks like himself. First of all, He decided to look at where he was going to stay so his first destination was the apartments. He was hoping it would look plain and simple but not to flashy or not too run down. Checking out a nearby sign that had a list of destination to choose from. Already deciding where he was gonna head first, he decided to take a quick peek at the directions of where the dorms were. After reading, he took a stroll along the pathway of the property to find a rather large apartment building with a large signing saying "Apartment" on it. He had received a tag with his number on it marking it as "B-18". 

Kizmaru finally found his room and used the key attached to the tag that was mentioned earlier to unlock his room. It was exactly as he wanted it to be. Simple bed with plain white sheets and a sizable pillow. A head stand and a simple dresser with some uniforms were in there. Kizmaru actually forgot to bring spare pieces of clothing and he decided he’d have them delivered to him later. There was a mirror, a nice small bathroom with another mirror inside of course though it seems as if there was no point. A window he could look out of in case he felt the need to well, look out the window? Kizmaru decided to take a seat on the bed to feel the texture of the bed and if he would even sleep well on it. He had to admit he was a bit spoiled while growing up but it did come with the name. After lounging around the dorm for a bit longer, he decided it was time to see what else was in store for him at this place. He took his exit and locked his dorm room before backtracking a bit and went back to the place where he first encountered the sign.

The choices left were Infirmary, Cafeteria, Library and Training Center. Going to the cafeteria was out of the question so he would kindly cross that off of his list. Eh, He was aware of what an infirmary does already but he guessed it wouldn’t hurt to know where it was located or what he looks like in general. Who knows, maybe he’ll be seeing that place a lot or sending other students there a lot himself. He chuckled a bit to himself before going back to his usual apathetic facade. He looked for the directions to the infirmary before going off on his way. It wasn't too far from training center and the dorms to be honest, It was actually pretty convenient just in case people were getting scraped or they didn’t feel so well in the dead of night or morning. Ah, the visits he would pay. As he walked towards the infirmary he thought of all the creative ways he would enter or send others there. It’s not like he was hoping to be sent there but he knew eventually there would be somebody he couldn’t beat. It’s not like he was gonna win a hundred percent of his matches or fight either. Knowing this, He decided it was best if he hit up the training center last since he was gonna need all the help he can get. But first thing was first, the infirmary. It looked like a small clinic to be honest and at first, Kizmaru didn’t think it was all that until he stepped inside. Medicine and high tech machines everywhere. He didn’t even know how they could afford and fit all of this into one tiny ass building. Got a couple of X-rays here, healing tubes there, beds over there, The works. Not to mention tons of medicine on racks of shelves. It would suck to look through all of these if a patient only had a few minutes to get treated before they died.

The receptionist had called out to him and asked if he needed assistance. Kizmaru had shook his head 'No' before deciding it was time to take his leave before he was bombarded with more questions about why he’s here and shit and he really didn’t feel like explaining himself to anybody at the time. He quickly walked out, sighing and heading back to the sign. He decided he was a bit hungry and now was the perfect time to check out the cafeteria. He followed the directions on the sign before heading into the main building where the classrooms were at. He decided to go grab a bite to eat. It was serving some generic shit today. Comfort food they called it. Pizza, Chili dogs and Burgers. Kizmaru wouldn’t mind some chicken right about now but it wasn’t on the menu today which made him a bit disappointed. He decided to go with a chili dog at first but he didn’t wanna pass a lot of gas while he was train so he settled for Pizza instead. After consuming the food he got, Kizmaru decided it was time for him to get some training in. It was also his final stop as well to exploring the campus. Well half of it anyways. The rest he will leave for another time. He just wanted to get to know the places he might visit often. He wouldn’t even bother with the library because he knows he’ll rarely set foot in there. 

This time, he didn’t go back to the sign since he already spotted where the training facilities were. He decided to take a leisurely stroll there and enter the area. It was pretty nice here. He’d spot weights and machines that could be used for enhancing his physical strength. A treadmill for stamina and a punching bag. He can tell he was gonna have quite a bit of fun in this place. He was a scrawny kid but he was planning on changing that to at least a cut appearance. First thing's first though, stretching. He twisted his waist and extended his arms out, rotating them in a clockwise then counterclockwise motion before he decided on what he was going to do next. Kizmaru got up and began to swing and sway his torso from his waist up from left to right and jumped up and down to pump himself up for the next technique he was gonna start training next. He decided he wanted to start with something simple but could prove to be useful later. Maybe learning to shape metals would help him in future endeavors. There's bound to be something or the other he could use like bits of metal or old machinery like metal detectors.  Kizmaru looked around the area around him to search for anything metallic that he could manipulate with his chakra. He had walked over towards the sea and stumbled upon some old chairs and what looked like a metal detector.  Kizmaru wasn't aware that there was anybody that would hang around here on this part of the island island except for training or exploration purposes. Sighing before outstretching his right arm towards the piece of chair lodged into the ground before him lifting, slowly bringing it into the air a foot from the ground. 

He then lifted a piece of the chair higher into the air about four feet in the air before he was satisfied he could lift it as high as he wanted to for now. He wanted to test how much weight he could hold before it would put a strain on his body. Kizmaru turned his head left and right to look for another suitable object for him to test this new found strength on. He had found another piece of chair sticking out of the ground and decided to add that to his current weight. Kizmaru never noticed there was any type of housing or building near-by but he was glad he managed to find some material just laying around here rusting.  He moved his right arm towards the new piece of chair to lift into the air while the one he was already lifting, followed where the palm of his hand moved like flowing water until he brought them both side by side about an inch away from each other. He didn’t feel like anything had changed from when he was lifting one object. He decided he wanted to look for something much heavier than just pieces of chairs. He searched around for the final time finally finding something that will test the full extent of his strength. He had found a large metal chest in the shallow part of the sea. Kizmaru grinned thinking this is the final test of this strength and moved his right arm over towards it moving the pieces of chairs towards it as well.  It took a bit of effort since the weight was still a bit too heavy for him to lift at first. Kizmaru closed his right eye slightly as he began to feel the strain of the items he was lifting. The combined weight must have at last been over two hundred and ten pounds. An idea came to Kizmaru’s head and he thought it would be a good idea to see how far he could chuck these objects over the sea. He then outstretched his left arm to maintain a better hold of the items and pulled both his arms back before throwing them into the sea as far as he could with all his might. They only traveled two meters before they plopped into the ocean, causing a large backlash of rippling water coming crashing into the shore near Kizmaru. 

Feeling exhausted and famished, Kizmaru decided it was time to grab lunch and then head back to his little apartment he just got. He stopped at his favorite Bar and Grill restaurant and once more, insisting on ordering the seafood kebabs. They were delicious and Kizmaru couldn’t get enough of them. He sat there and enjoyed his meal, a rare smile forming across his lips. Sitting there eating in silence, Kazushi's words had come to mind about if he had missed his home. Well, he wasn't sure what 'home' even means for him nowadays. Sure, he was born in Konoha but he was raised in Kirigakure and even adopted some of their ideology. It was only natural to think of this place as his home instead of the six years he existed inside of Konoha, especially when he can barely remember his first four years of life there. It was quite depressing really. Pausing in between bites of his food, Kizmaru daydreamed about what his life would have been like if he and his mother remained in there and stuck it out. Comparatively speaking, he'd have been surrounded by a lot more of his clansmen and wouldn't have to hideout in plain sight. Maybe he would have live a carefree and peaceful life, even if he was still going to be raised as shinobi. On the other hand though, he was great for Kiri's ideology and even thanked the village for toughening him up and teaching him the world isn't so forgiving. Finishing his food, he left some money on the counter and decided he would head back to his place for some sleep.

[Exit.]

Claiming 28 Points in Chakra.
Claiming 2,500 for Suiton: Water Dragon Whip
Claiming 2,500 for Giant Vortex
Claiming 250 to master handsealless Genjutsu Release
Claiming 250 for Fuinjutsu Breaking


W.C: 2,184
T.W.C: 5624