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Post by Gettin' Jiggy with it on Jul 21, 2009 6:50:07 GMT -5
Bakuya, would be on the traning field, of the hyuga clan. Teaching a couple of students. As they all attacked he'd be evasive, twirling, side-stepping. Ducking. All the while he'd be shutting off points of them as he done each move, Slowly counting down their shut tenketsu as they tried to attack him.
"More aggressive, less movement and the byakugan. Equals fluidity and range within taijutsu. This is what we strive for. Now. HAVE AT ME." He'd explain, watching as the 10-year olds were coming to him again. He'd do nothing except take the punch, smiling. Something was definately wrong. But what? They kept punching at him. He'd just fold his arms. "Those Juken strikes aren't doing any good, you know why?" He'd say, grabbing the first 10 year olds' arm and twisting it, breaking it violently. "We will continue on that next lesson, you can leave--except you." Bakuya said to the boy whose' arm he just broke. The 10 year old would shiver. Bakuya would lean down, a green light appearing with a wavy sound. As fast as it came it had gone. Bakuya would forcefully flex his arms. "You're fine, young Hyuga. Now carry on." he'd say, smiling.
He'd then leave the hyuga compound, he was to see a friend on a matter of buisness. Would it work? Most likely, was it good? Very. Would it make konoha famous above what it is? Definately.
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