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The Wandering Black Fox
by Gohan2535 Tue Jun 23, 2020 8:52 pm
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[Three years ago...]
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Two figures stand beside one another. A single-edged bladed weapon equipped at their waists; Katana. Set up in front of them where stands holding rolled up mats...
One drew their sword, focusing upon the mat and speaking words for the other to hear; instructing proper technique, gesturing with their hands and blade. One cut here...here...and here...
In quick succession, they demonstrated without actually cutting the mat by stopping before the blade could meet with it. Shortly, they brought the blade back with a nod; starting to swing.
Thud...
Pieces of the mat hit the floor, and a blade was sheathed. The other figure looked in awe, stepping forward to the other mat that had been set up. They were ready to try, but the other stopped them to go over technique once more. One cut there....there...and there...
With a nod, the figure drew their own sword. With widened eyes, pupils slitting with extreme focus...
Like before, pieces of the mat impact with the floor. The figure gasps, amazed at their own accomplishment...
...
Later, the same two figures were staring towards a few mannequin-esc dummies; painted with targets along it. Each of them had a few small objects embedded within them, each with a mark of purple paint. Around the dummies, scattered throughout the floor were the same objects; but with green paint. Shuriken.
The figure represented by the purple ones laughed, while the representative of green hunched over in defeat. It wasn't long before Green perked up, however, rushing forward to pick up the green-marked shuriken...
..and soon the two had reset with their collective shuriken. Purple extended an arm forward several times, each with different patterns of arc, speaking once again to instruct green on technique...as was done with the katana earlier that day. After finishing, purple casually launched one forward, sinking it into one of the targets...
"Got it...?" They said, turning to Green; who nodded in response, "...then lets begin..."
...and begin they did...the air filled with shuriken in less than a second!!
The results had barely changed, however. The results spoke for themselves, as Purple and Green's accuracy differed drastically...
...
Even later, as the sun was minutes away from beginning to set: the two were in the process of hopping across varying distances from tree branch to tree branch, a task that seemed no problem for Purple. Green was doing particularly well, but with a few missteps every now and then..
On occasion, the distance between trees changed dramatically, or the next course of action was unclear: requiring more than just jumping. The skill of adjustment was necessary here. Changing the amount of strength necessary to clear just the right amount of distance. Gauging the stability of one's landing spot. Determining the use of arms in situations where upwards was the better path. One would need to analyse and calculate their path in mere seconds...sometimes less...
Luckily for Green...instinct was a great part of their skill set. For them, speed in both mind and body was apparent. If there were any problems, they would last for but moments...
...
At their home, discussion was had and meal prepared. Conversation would pick up from where they left off the day before. There was a lot to catch up on, after all...
The days ahead would continue like this..going on for months...
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[...Present Day...]
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[West City...some time after midnight...]
Atop one of the skyscrapers stands a lone person, staring down over the city. Unhindered by the night or its cold winds...
Up until now, they had been preparing for what was to come. Now that they were here...they couldn't help but feel a slight unease. Nonetheless...they had their job to do...lifting an arm up to cover their face....with a mask...
But what exactly was their goal? One could only guess what a figure, who wore an almost pure black outfit, had planned to do in the dark of the night...
As they stood up...with no indication of intent, no way of knowing what plot might have been devised by a such an intimidating seeming figure. Only one thing was clear on their mind. A thought that surely only such a figure could be thinking...
...
...
If anyone could see under the mask, they'd see the bead of sweat visible on the side of their face...
"H----how do I get down from here...?"
...
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To Be Continued in...
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[Three years ago...]
--------------------
Two figures stand beside one another. A single-edged bladed weapon equipped at their waists; Katana. Set up in front of them where stands holding rolled up mats...
One drew their sword, focusing upon the mat and speaking words for the other to hear; instructing proper technique, gesturing with their hands and blade. One cut here...here...and here...
In quick succession, they demonstrated without actually cutting the mat by stopping before the blade could meet with it. Shortly, they brought the blade back with a nod; starting to swing.
Thud...
Pieces of the mat hit the floor, and a blade was sheathed. The other figure looked in awe, stepping forward to the other mat that had been set up. They were ready to try, but the other stopped them to go over technique once more. One cut there....there...and there...
With a nod, the figure drew their own sword. With widened eyes, pupils slitting with extreme focus...
Like before, pieces of the mat impact with the floor. The figure gasps, amazed at their own accomplishment...
...
Later, the same two figures were staring towards a few mannequin-esc dummies; painted with targets along it. Each of them had a few small objects embedded within them, each with a mark of purple paint. Around the dummies, scattered throughout the floor were the same objects; but with green paint. Shuriken.
The figure represented by the purple ones laughed, while the representative of green hunched over in defeat. It wasn't long before Green perked up, however, rushing forward to pick up the green-marked shuriken...
..and soon the two had reset with their collective shuriken. Purple extended an arm forward several times, each with different patterns of arc, speaking once again to instruct green on technique...as was done with the katana earlier that day. After finishing, purple casually launched one forward, sinking it into one of the targets...
"Got it...?" They said, turning to Green; who nodded in response, "...then lets begin..."
...and begin they did...the air filled with shuriken in less than a second!!
The results had barely changed, however. The results spoke for themselves, as Purple and Green's accuracy differed drastically...
...
Even later, as the sun was minutes away from beginning to set: the two were in the process of hopping across varying distances from tree branch to tree branch, a task that seemed no problem for Purple. Green was doing particularly well, but with a few missteps every now and then..
On occasion, the distance between trees changed dramatically, or the next course of action was unclear: requiring more than just jumping. The skill of adjustment was necessary here. Changing the amount of strength necessary to clear just the right amount of distance. Gauging the stability of one's landing spot. Determining the use of arms in situations where upwards was the better path. One would need to analyse and calculate their path in mere seconds...sometimes less...
Luckily for Green...instinct was a great part of their skill set. For them, speed in both mind and body was apparent. If there were any problems, they would last for but moments...
...
At their home, discussion was had and meal prepared. Conversation would pick up from where they left off the day before. There was a lot to catch up on, after all...
The days ahead would continue like this..going on for months...
--------------------
[...Present Day...]
--------------------
[West City...some time after midnight...]
Atop one of the skyscrapers stands a lone person, staring down over the city. Unhindered by the night or its cold winds...
Up until now, they had been preparing for what was to come. Now that they were here...they couldn't help but feel a slight unease. Nonetheless...they had their job to do...lifting an arm up to cover their face....with a mask...
But what exactly was their goal? One could only guess what a figure, who wore an almost pure black outfit, had planned to do in the dark of the night...
As they stood up...with no indication of intent, no way of knowing what plot might have been devised by a such an intimidating seeming figure. Only one thing was clear on their mind. A thought that surely only such a figure could be thinking...
...
...
If anyone could see under the mask, they'd see the bead of sweat visible on the side of their face...
"H----how do I get down from here...?"
...
--- --- --- --- --- ---
To Be Continued in...
????????????????????
--- --- --- --- --- ---
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Re: The Wandering Black Fox
by SSJRandomMaster Wed Jun 24, 2020 2:34 am
Alright, this is good enough to regain half of the Train Points you would have gotten. Hopefully you have better luck in your future training rolls. Not sure what else really needs to be said that I haven't said before.
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