Post by Nasakeshira on Sept 26, 2011 22:27:03 GMT -5
As the punch was sent home and it cleanly connected Troy's face had probably expressed several different emotions in those few seconds after it landed. The last of which ended on a joyful note, it was satisfactory that... Troy couldn't even think of why it satisfied him. The ninja yelled out and a fist enveloped Troy's face. This punch seemed serious, he was ready to kill him that single moment, but suddenly it stopped. A number of other shinobi had collapsed the circle and held him back from throwing a punch that would totally and utterly destroy his skull and it's precious contents inside. Troy fell back onto his butt and scrambled a few yards back, taking deep breaths he smiled like an idiot.
“Incredible lad. In one day you managed to throw your first ‘real’ punch. How do you feel? I wish we could have had you born among us…talent like that doesn’t usually crop up just anywhere heheheh!!” He was silent, his body weak he could barely manage a simple, "thank you." His mind phased out the man's rambling. “You can stop for the day…” With those words the skypiean collapsed, his wings broke the fall as he fell on his back. Troy began snoring quietly, his eyes flickered under his eye lids. He was dreaming...
The beast crouched down and fled into the forest. It was fast, it easily out ran Troy and left almost no trail. Almost... the wounded beast had left blood marks easy to follow. He followed them through the thick vegetation of the forest until a clearing opened up ahead. Dropping onto his belly, he slyly creeped forward an inch at a time. His head just peaking out of the tree line, a large leaf was overhead. Camouflaged well he looked out using his scope. The tall grass was short in comparison to the beast, his scope caught something shiny. It was the glint of an eye, the sun set slowly until it seemed to pause in its twilight. Against the sun more beasts of the similar shape appeared he took a deep breath, one... two.
I plan to have these dreams of the past be a recurring event, I'm trying to tie it in with the training, which seemed to tie in excellently well with the last post.
“Incredible lad. In one day you managed to throw your first ‘real’ punch. How do you feel? I wish we could have had you born among us…talent like that doesn’t usually crop up just anywhere heheheh!!” He was silent, his body weak he could barely manage a simple, "thank you." His mind phased out the man's rambling. “You can stop for the day…” With those words the skypiean collapsed, his wings broke the fall as he fell on his back. Troy began snoring quietly, his eyes flickered under his eye lids. He was dreaming...
The beast crouched down and fled into the forest. It was fast, it easily out ran Troy and left almost no trail. Almost... the wounded beast had left blood marks easy to follow. He followed them through the thick vegetation of the forest until a clearing opened up ahead. Dropping onto his belly, he slyly creeped forward an inch at a time. His head just peaking out of the tree line, a large leaf was overhead. Camouflaged well he looked out using his scope. The tall grass was short in comparison to the beast, his scope caught something shiny. It was the glint of an eye, the sun set slowly until it seemed to pause in its twilight. Against the sun more beasts of the similar shape appeared he took a deep breath, one... two.
I plan to have these dreams of the past be a recurring event, I'm trying to tie it in with the training, which seemed to tie in excellently well with the last post.