Charging through (Training SC)

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Bright sunny day with little news that could have hampered his time right now as it was planned for something more than his normal world of work allowed him to do. Instead of training medical abilities he thought it better to train himself to be better in the more common ways of a fighter rather the a sideline support. Sure it wasn’t really his style to actually do something like that under normal circumstance but better to be prepared for it rather than just relying on others all the time, someday it may require him to take up the front lead in a fight though he truly dreaded when they day would come. The next few days would be split into different sections of his training, the first would have to come for his own clan’s jutsu abilities since he knew he depended on them heavily it was better to be able to use them more often than not. Charka was his life as well as his weapon better he control it with a greater effectiveness the safer his life would be. Making his way to a well-known training ground Grimoire wondered around to find the perfect location for a strong quite place for him to focus, finding it soon after the first half hour. A steady stream that lead to a decent sized waterfall in a nice little lake, it was a perfect place to help tone his mind and physical body stamina to help power. He took off his attire and pants, placing them near the edge of lake before he went over the waterfall and try out his training, placing his hand on it he felt the rush of the water pull down on him, much more then he thought it might since it nearly dragged him down. Keeping his body on top of the water was already hard enough now he needed to focus. He placed his back towards the falls and attempted to maintain a sitting posture while closing his mind to the outside interference, this was harder then it looked on TV as the force of the water trying to push on him was very much noticeable and strained his muscle to keep on steady. It was even harder strain on his mind to try and focus in deeply thought in such a freezing temperature. After a first few minutes Grimoire found it too much and fell to underneath the surface of the water before struggling to swim back up and get back to clearing it.

The brushing sounds of water as it pushed past as stars down his body provided unspoiled substance that not only was difficult to focus on as they were there but for a few moments a strong practice of focus against the changing targets, it took time and a lot of concentration for the intention he had of crystalizing the tiny sparkles of water as they counted the in the thousands before returning back into the water. Much of his time was just spent trying to stop one of them.

His breathing was panting on the first try before he tried it again for another 30 minutes to which again he failed and fell in. Now there was a bit of doubt trying to get it in but he wanted this more and tried it again the next 5 times, again failing but lengthen the time he managed to withstand the rushing water pounding on his body. Sixth time the charm the boy managed to numb his body enough that the cold wasn’t an issue now, the overall pressure was something he was used to now after being under it trying to steady himself for the last 5 hours. The strain felt easier and his muscles grew tried though from the effort. The next step was his mind though, keeping such thoughts focusing on his chakra was no easy task with the sound of the waves, loud roaring of the nature around and the most distracting of all was the thoughts in his own mind. There was so much running though his head that now concentrating on it so intently now was like a jack hammer to his mind. There was just so much doubt about if he could do it but he kept on it for another few hours till the night fell once more one the second day. He kept on trying each time on the same hour three days to mediate and work on his physical strength as well as his mental. Breathing in he tried to focus...focus...and then came nothing. He felt at peace now with the water and his body didn’t seem to care anymore and his mind finally was able to push out the negative feelings. It was actually quite enjoyable as so he kept on the pattern for the rest of the day.

With his body no longer a distraction and with the few water heads changed into amethyst surrounding him a circle as his chakra focused itself into them, glowing a shimming hue of purple that echoed around his form. In Grim’s mind much of the gem’s structure was laid out as blue prints for his clan’s power, tiny crystallization building on top of one another in perfect shapes, creating whatever structure their nature desired. Slowly more gems of his own will’s creation began to form and float around his body, more and more as his concentration grew and his powers started to manifest to the surface. Simply feeling his body settle as the light rose on top of his body, rising slowing to eye level and pulling Grim into the waking world with a flickering instant. With his mind purge into reality all the sharped shards render though the woods and splintered through them once before settling down, it was an freighting sight to see before him as the cold sweat ran down him quickly. He wasn’t sure why or what really happened but he felt closer to his something unspoken and power felt like it was whelming with him.

After words with the setting of the sun Grimoire left the area more vilified then he thought before, more energetic as so to seek Grimoire rested a while after the next few days as to allow his body to return to normal, the other thing he did was try out the limits of his new vitality to which the results were pleasant for him. The next few times he trained was the next step in his new resolve would be much physical to allow him to survive much longer to better support his team and heal anyone that needed to help, even sometimes enemies if their deaths didn’t serve much of a purpose. It is a day to test his relaxes and better then through dangerous means just to trick his body into doing it all the time at the slightest view of danger. For starters the boy had to actually create the danger for his body to react. To do so Grimoire found a kind blacksmith and asked him to step up a few traps in an large location that would put Grimoire in mild amounts of dander while not telling him where this traps were and not helping him even if he died. Cryptic yes but it was the only way for him to learn, he wanted at the edge of the forest till he got the signal to walk towards.

He did not have to wait long as the bird with a coiled message told him to enter the area in front of him. As he did the young man wasn’t sure he was mentally ready for this, in the very first step inside the forest three kunai managed to come from the air and sliced though his left arm with a light graze that caused a few drops of crimson jewels to leak from his body. It hurt but it wasn’t anything that he could allow to stop now so earlier. The goal now was to make it to the other side of the clearing without dying and even though deep down Grimoire was still a scared kid that got sick at the sight of a corpse he wanted to somehow not be a burden to his village. He kept on walking towards the quickest path between the dense greenery, finding several traps that managed to outmatch his speed. Explosive notes that pushed him across the trucks and rocks to which he rolled and flipped out of the way barely with minor bursting and his arm wound cut opening up again. The next trail came when it seemed all too quite...since the massive log tired to a swing didn’t make much of a sound till it was almost too late, Grimoire tried to side step being only caught in the side of the arm which knock him near a gaping pit hole trap, his body control failed him as the speed of his approach was too great but luck managed to trip his feet, with only a second later he managed to roll away from the whole after tripping and hitting his head on a rock. It was hard but the medic managed to evade killing himself, getting up again he started to jump though the tree tops, hoping that the last of the traps were gone, to which he found false once more as a swarm of birds started to chase peeking and clawing at him to which he could only roll and jump away till he rolled back onto the floor and outside of the forest. Taking in a deep breath he actually surprised himself making it so far out of this phase without needed to cry for help, standing in pride the boy limped hope, better at avoiding stuff but still going hurt.

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