Sohryu's eyes slid open as the sun proved to be fatal to the shadows that once inhabited his room just hours before. His arms that was just as his sides are now extended over his head lightly caressing the headboard of his bed. The young Kaguya let out a large yawn accompanied by the stretch and when he was done he would lean upward so the upper part of his body would be erect opposite of his hips and below which is still laying on the bed under the sheets. "Hm. I should get a little stronger... yeah man sronger is better, mhm, for sure." Sohryu's words were marked with the afteraffect of accumulating mucous in his throat from sleeping with his mouth open all night, but his voice would still be undertsandable still just cursed with a light bubbling of mucous in his throat at first. Igniting a harsh cough to release the mucous in his throat he would then move his head over to the side of the bed laying low with his hands holding over the edge of the bed as if for support as he spit the lugie out of his mouth in a violent fashion so he wouldn't miss any of it. Mucous is nasty...
The young lad Sohryu used his muscles to lift himself from his previous position of his hands holding the edge for support. Using his forearms strenth to pull his body up, mixing it with the support of his biceps for balancing strength. Soh topped it off by doing a quick maneuver to turn his body to land with the front of his body leaning forward as his legs stood perfectly still keeping his body up. He smiled at the feat he had just accomplished and would release a punch in the air casting out a yell, "Aw yeah I'm a beast! Feed meeeeeeee!" Soh's speech was always a little eccentric he gets his point across yet always manages to put a weird twist on the sentence. It would seem there were stars visiting the fresh emeralds in the young Kaguya's optics as he smiled a fierce smile. He then would stand hi maximum height and turn to the door of his room sniffing into the air. "Eggs... bacon? Man that sounds delicious!" A rare correct and non-weird statement would the young Soh utter from a stance that allowed him to leave the room by opening the door heading outside of his room.
In reality no one has been in Soh's house to make breakfast, it would seem the young lad was making himself crave something for no reason. He would lightly tap his stomach with a clenched right handed fist and say, "Come on stomach you're lettin me down." he shook his head in conjunction with the statement. Soh looked at the door from the bottom of the stairs and would make his way outside. Once the light hits his outfit one would notice he's wearing his training kimono, that being a white kimono with traces of red dragons on either sides of the rib sections. His forehead protector is laying on his right bicep today instead of his normal placement diagonally for a special training occasion. Not to mention his black sweatpants with ninja sandals that are to die for~. He reached the training grounds and would scan the area for the equipment it had to offer the young shinobi. Training dummies, a few benches of weights, some pull up bars, everything a gym would normally have, hmm. This will do... mhm, for sure. Yup. Soh's thoughts would dictate his actions, Sohryu Kaguya entered the gym and instantly go to the bench's, putting on sixty five pounds to start with. "No spot, mhm." Soh calmly stated as he took the bar from the safety of the resting bar and would allow it to slowly reach his chest lightly touching it and quickly would push the bar back up. He would do this thirty times, separating each ten reps with intervals.
Sohryu stood up with minor sweat dripping from his forehead, wiping them off he would put his hands on his hips and would look at the bench. Smiling he would shake his head and turn his back on it looking for the next station. Pull ups. Sohryu's hands were knuckle on the other side and would pull up using the strength in his bicep with that in his chest as well as his forearm. All three muscles combined would achieve this feat as his body would be basically tossed up and down due to the speed that the young lad would do these reps. All in a short quick burst he got tired quick and would drop down landing on his feet instantly bending down a small bit with his right hand on his stomach letting out a sigh and a forced gasp. "That was nuts yo. Haha." He began to laugh remembering what his vision looked like when he was going so fast doing the pull ups. His breathing became steady after reaching a near by water fountain and taking in a few drinks of the water. Wiping his lip the young lad would turn back to the gym searching for the next station he was to tear apart with his masterful skills as a beast.
His eyes dashed around as he breathed calmly keeping a steady pace so he wouldn't lose his breath quickly during his training. He looked aorund and his eyes locked onto a small punching bag meant for speed training. His eyes squinted and the corners of his mouth perked up emanating a happy glow about himself, "IMA BE ROCKY!" Sohryu hollered out as he ran to the tiny punching bag, other people standing about the gym watching Soh run to the tiny punching bag probably snickering to themelves at the hilarity that is the random things Soh says sometimes. Upon reching the tiny punching bag station Sohryu would immediately take a swift boxer stance, jumping on his toes randomly around up and down, side to side as if to strafe the tiny punching bag. He stepped up to the thing and would punch it like the movies always showed him and it would fail. His brow furrowed as he looked upon what seemed to be a fake mini punching bag. "Hey wait a god damn minute..." Soh said, his hands would be sideways, Sohryu's right hand leading into the tiny punching bag first then immediately followed by his left hand he would start to get the hang of the design of the tiny punching bag. Sohryu was getting his lick into this tiny punching bag, he had figured out the secrets. Although that combo was much lighter than the next few, he was getting better with practice as the young lad would seemingly form a circle with his fists going sideways against the tiny punching bag. This combo reaching a total of two hundred and thirty six consecutive punches. Sweat poured down his eyes only to be stopped by the eyebrow and leaking out the sides as it rode the hairy eyebrow that Sohryu bears.
He stumbled backward with sweat dripping down his face as a reminder of the training he had just undergone, a pain shot through his body as his abd tightened up. "Don't you fucking quit! We don't quit!" Sohryu shouted to himself for motivation. The speed of his punches are now definitely on point with his strength but his strength has yet to be trained in full, the force of his strikes must be increased as well and he knew that. Just after stepping back Sohryu bent down resting his hands on both of his knees looking ouward into the gym, his eyes scanning the room once more stopping at each of the other people int he gym. "These people aren't even trying..." Sohryu's eyes stopped at one station as he thought this. This station was a circle laid out with dirt and rails around the arena. This was a place with dummies meant for force impact strength training. These dummies were designed to take a hit and you could tell by what they were made of, Sohryu stepped up and would lay his right hand on the shoulder of one of the dummies, they were in the shape of a human torso and what felt like a fine form of plastic like those in the science labs. He quickly would jerk his hand back from the weird feeling of the jelly body and would squint his eyes as they were closed for a more closed eye position turning his shoulders away to the side with his face following taking refuge in his elbow.
"Yuck..."
That was all he could say but it was time for his training. He would start his position by bending his knees after spreading his feet matching that of his shoulders. He focused his chakra in his body to center it within his body so his body was as calm as his breathing to ensure a strong hit. The young lad would open his eyes, his brow furrowed in an angry look upon the dummy that bore no real features other than the basics. Sohryu's elbow would reach back and his forearm aimed straight foreward for the dummy's face he would let out a roar accompanied by his fist with the full force of his bicep puching his fist into the dummy's face. Pieces of the face would crack off the face, it's nose being cracked to simulate a broken nose and some teeth would fall from the dummy's mouth for one hundred percent simulation. The dummy was leant sideways into the side that Sohryu delivered his punch. Soh assumed maximum position stepping away from the dummy dusting his white kimono off with his hands turning his back to the dummy. While this happened the dummy would automatically assume normal position fixing it's face regenerting any piece that was lost. This must be the technological advances the village has made.
Sohryu turned to the dummy once more with a fierce smile leaning his head inward and downward toward the dummy. His stance was a wild one, his right hand would hover above his head while his left arm would hover just under his head. Sohryu's torso would be leaning forward signifying his readyness for battle. He would lunge at the dummy with great speed, his body would be parallel to the ground rotating in mid air toward the dummy in comparison to the Inuzuka clan technique but not as fast so he couldn't see where he was going, nothing lethal just a more fancy way to travel. He landed with just in front of the dummy, as his foot touched the ground the upper portion of his torse would lean backward a small bit as his body got adjusted to the swift position change. He frowned at the dummy to show his seriousness of his training, his arm would lash sideways downward with bones encaging it leading into a spear at the hand. Same would happen with his other hand while a few bone spikes emerged from his backside, the dummy stood there as it was programmed to do helpless as it stared as the transformation of the Kaguya clan, that being the manipulation of the calcium and rapid bone growth. Sohryu would do crazy maneuvers to slice the dummy up by jumping sideways and doing flips while also coordinating parts of the acrobatics to cut up the dummy opponent. When he was done with the quick succession of very powerful strikes there would only be the portion of jelly plastic at the bottom of it being held by something under the boards of the gym. Sohryu stepped away from the arena as the dummy regenerated and Soh would see this and just let out a sigh and leave the gym dressed the same way he entered.
"Man... that was... maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan" Soh put strong and long emphasis in the A in man when he was finishing his sentance to show annoyance in the dummy. However, the trip to the gym did see that Sohryu would increase his strength. Along his path home the yung lad would encounter a strange open area full of large rocks seemingly for training. This would only be deducted when the young Kaguya strayed from his path to investigate the rocks and see the obvious wounds of said rocks from punching. Sohryu gripped his right wrist with his left hand as he smiled shaking his head side to side while looking down on the beautiful green grass that Konoha always provided no matter what. No glove for protection, Sohryu would take a rather extra and unnecessary stance he would lean backward to launch his upper body forward unleashing his fist into the rock piercing a small bit leaving a crater to where his arm was. He pulled his arm from the rock's crater, putting his left hand on the rock for extra support, the young lad did so with a satisfying smile on his face while clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth to keep from being super excited. He did it, his strength was increased to that of extreme portions. The young lad would leave the rocky area to continue on his journey to his way back home from his training
The young lad Sohryu used his muscles to lift himself from his previous position of his hands holding the edge for support. Using his forearms strenth to pull his body up, mixing it with the support of his biceps for balancing strength. Soh topped it off by doing a quick maneuver to turn his body to land with the front of his body leaning forward as his legs stood perfectly still keeping his body up. He smiled at the feat he had just accomplished and would release a punch in the air casting out a yell, "Aw yeah I'm a beast! Feed meeeeeeee!" Soh's speech was always a little eccentric he gets his point across yet always manages to put a weird twist on the sentence. It would seem there were stars visiting the fresh emeralds in the young Kaguya's optics as he smiled a fierce smile. He then would stand hi maximum height and turn to the door of his room sniffing into the air. "Eggs... bacon? Man that sounds delicious!" A rare correct and non-weird statement would the young Soh utter from a stance that allowed him to leave the room by opening the door heading outside of his room.
In reality no one has been in Soh's house to make breakfast, it would seem the young lad was making himself crave something for no reason. He would lightly tap his stomach with a clenched right handed fist and say, "Come on stomach you're lettin me down." he shook his head in conjunction with the statement. Soh looked at the door from the bottom of the stairs and would make his way outside. Once the light hits his outfit one would notice he's wearing his training kimono, that being a white kimono with traces of red dragons on either sides of the rib sections. His forehead protector is laying on his right bicep today instead of his normal placement diagonally for a special training occasion. Not to mention his black sweatpants with ninja sandals that are to die for~. He reached the training grounds and would scan the area for the equipment it had to offer the young shinobi. Training dummies, a few benches of weights, some pull up bars, everything a gym would normally have, hmm. This will do... mhm, for sure. Yup. Soh's thoughts would dictate his actions, Sohryu Kaguya entered the gym and instantly go to the bench's, putting on sixty five pounds to start with. "No spot, mhm." Soh calmly stated as he took the bar from the safety of the resting bar and would allow it to slowly reach his chest lightly touching it and quickly would push the bar back up. He would do this thirty times, separating each ten reps with intervals.
Sohryu stood up with minor sweat dripping from his forehead, wiping them off he would put his hands on his hips and would look at the bench. Smiling he would shake his head and turn his back on it looking for the next station. Pull ups. Sohryu's hands were knuckle on the other side and would pull up using the strength in his bicep with that in his chest as well as his forearm. All three muscles combined would achieve this feat as his body would be basically tossed up and down due to the speed that the young lad would do these reps. All in a short quick burst he got tired quick and would drop down landing on his feet instantly bending down a small bit with his right hand on his stomach letting out a sigh and a forced gasp. "That was nuts yo. Haha." He began to laugh remembering what his vision looked like when he was going so fast doing the pull ups. His breathing became steady after reaching a near by water fountain and taking in a few drinks of the water. Wiping his lip the young lad would turn back to the gym searching for the next station he was to tear apart with his masterful skills as a beast.
His eyes dashed around as he breathed calmly keeping a steady pace so he wouldn't lose his breath quickly during his training. He looked aorund and his eyes locked onto a small punching bag meant for speed training. His eyes squinted and the corners of his mouth perked up emanating a happy glow about himself, "IMA BE ROCKY!" Sohryu hollered out as he ran to the tiny punching bag, other people standing about the gym watching Soh run to the tiny punching bag probably snickering to themelves at the hilarity that is the random things Soh says sometimes. Upon reching the tiny punching bag station Sohryu would immediately take a swift boxer stance, jumping on his toes randomly around up and down, side to side as if to strafe the tiny punching bag. He stepped up to the thing and would punch it like the movies always showed him and it would fail. His brow furrowed as he looked upon what seemed to be a fake mini punching bag. "Hey wait a god damn minute..." Soh said, his hands would be sideways, Sohryu's right hand leading into the tiny punching bag first then immediately followed by his left hand he would start to get the hang of the design of the tiny punching bag. Sohryu was getting his lick into this tiny punching bag, he had figured out the secrets. Although that combo was much lighter than the next few, he was getting better with practice as the young lad would seemingly form a circle with his fists going sideways against the tiny punching bag. This combo reaching a total of two hundred and thirty six consecutive punches. Sweat poured down his eyes only to be stopped by the eyebrow and leaking out the sides as it rode the hairy eyebrow that Sohryu bears.
He stumbled backward with sweat dripping down his face as a reminder of the training he had just undergone, a pain shot through his body as his abd tightened up. "Don't you fucking quit! We don't quit!" Sohryu shouted to himself for motivation. The speed of his punches are now definitely on point with his strength but his strength has yet to be trained in full, the force of his strikes must be increased as well and he knew that. Just after stepping back Sohryu bent down resting his hands on both of his knees looking ouward into the gym, his eyes scanning the room once more stopping at each of the other people int he gym. "These people aren't even trying..." Sohryu's eyes stopped at one station as he thought this. This station was a circle laid out with dirt and rails around the arena. This was a place with dummies meant for force impact strength training. These dummies were designed to take a hit and you could tell by what they were made of, Sohryu stepped up and would lay his right hand on the shoulder of one of the dummies, they were in the shape of a human torso and what felt like a fine form of plastic like those in the science labs. He quickly would jerk his hand back from the weird feeling of the jelly body and would squint his eyes as they were closed for a more closed eye position turning his shoulders away to the side with his face following taking refuge in his elbow.
"Yuck..."
That was all he could say but it was time for his training. He would start his position by bending his knees after spreading his feet matching that of his shoulders. He focused his chakra in his body to center it within his body so his body was as calm as his breathing to ensure a strong hit. The young lad would open his eyes, his brow furrowed in an angry look upon the dummy that bore no real features other than the basics. Sohryu's elbow would reach back and his forearm aimed straight foreward for the dummy's face he would let out a roar accompanied by his fist with the full force of his bicep puching his fist into the dummy's face. Pieces of the face would crack off the face, it's nose being cracked to simulate a broken nose and some teeth would fall from the dummy's mouth for one hundred percent simulation. The dummy was leant sideways into the side that Sohryu delivered his punch. Soh assumed maximum position stepping away from the dummy dusting his white kimono off with his hands turning his back to the dummy. While this happened the dummy would automatically assume normal position fixing it's face regenerting any piece that was lost. This must be the technological advances the village has made.
Sohryu turned to the dummy once more with a fierce smile leaning his head inward and downward toward the dummy. His stance was a wild one, his right hand would hover above his head while his left arm would hover just under his head. Sohryu's torso would be leaning forward signifying his readyness for battle. He would lunge at the dummy with great speed, his body would be parallel to the ground rotating in mid air toward the dummy in comparison to the Inuzuka clan technique but not as fast so he couldn't see where he was going, nothing lethal just a more fancy way to travel. He landed with just in front of the dummy, as his foot touched the ground the upper portion of his torse would lean backward a small bit as his body got adjusted to the swift position change. He frowned at the dummy to show his seriousness of his training, his arm would lash sideways downward with bones encaging it leading into a spear at the hand. Same would happen with his other hand while a few bone spikes emerged from his backside, the dummy stood there as it was programmed to do helpless as it stared as the transformation of the Kaguya clan, that being the manipulation of the calcium and rapid bone growth. Sohryu would do crazy maneuvers to slice the dummy up by jumping sideways and doing flips while also coordinating parts of the acrobatics to cut up the dummy opponent. When he was done with the quick succession of very powerful strikes there would only be the portion of jelly plastic at the bottom of it being held by something under the boards of the gym. Sohryu stepped away from the arena as the dummy regenerated and Soh would see this and just let out a sigh and leave the gym dressed the same way he entered.
"Man... that was... maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan" Soh put strong and long emphasis in the A in man when he was finishing his sentance to show annoyance in the dummy. However, the trip to the gym did see that Sohryu would increase his strength. Along his path home the yung lad would encounter a strange open area full of large rocks seemingly for training. This would only be deducted when the young Kaguya strayed from his path to investigate the rocks and see the obvious wounds of said rocks from punching. Sohryu gripped his right wrist with his left hand as he smiled shaking his head side to side while looking down on the beautiful green grass that Konoha always provided no matter what. No glove for protection, Sohryu would take a rather extra and unnecessary stance he would lean backward to launch his upper body forward unleashing his fist into the rock piercing a small bit leaving a crater to where his arm was. He pulled his arm from the rock's crater, putting his left hand on the rock for extra support, the young lad did so with a satisfying smile on his face while clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth to keep from being super excited. He did it, his strength was increased to that of extreme portions. The young lad would leave the rocky area to continue on his journey to his way back home from his training
[Exito]