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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 1:16 pm
On the side of Mt. Gaioh exsist's a cave filled with target's, dummy's, weapons, everything a ninja needs to train. this is where Pyroka can be found training for many hours of the day.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 11:12 am
It had been a while since Pyroka had actually trained here. Many things had happened since he set this place up and, well he had sorta gotten a little lazy as of late. He had arrived to clean the place out. With Chaos raiding the village he would need to teach the villagers how to fend for themselves.
This place is pretty well set up. I wonder why I never come here. Oh well might as well stay a while before I head back.
Pyroka then began practicing. punching the walls, Kicking the pillars. and throwing kunai and shurikens. Not to mention practicing his jutsu. all the time trying not to hit the things he needed to salvage.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 6:24 pm
After about half a day of training Pyroka exited his little niche in the side of Mt. Gaioh. with his backpack all packed carrying everything he had not destroyed or had long since rotted to the core started his way back down the mountain and to the Seisatsu grounds. The day had been long and hard but it wouldn't end anytime soon.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:08 pm
Pyroka Arrived once again in his little slice of heaven. With his recent failing of the chunin exams, he needed all the practice he could get get for next year.
I should have seen my failing happening. Oh well, you win some you lose some. Maybe if my other weapons were ready and I had actually been practicing I may have won. "Well, whatcha gonna do"
Pyroka withdrew the sword blades he had been holding and lay them over a rock, which had taken a severe beating and now looked very uneven and desolate. The hilts for the blades, Pyroka decided would be made out of the very rock of Mount Gaioh.
Setting to work Pyroka eyed two stalagmites that would that would shape up quite nicely. He Broke The foundation with a chakra boosted kick. Then began carving the hilts into shape with kunai.
After a few hours, the hilts were perfect in detail and were ready to be bonded with the blades. Using Scrap Metal and wood. Pyroka Constructed a make shift furnace, based on what he had seen in the blacksmith's. Using his own unique lightning talents lit a fire and held the metal and rock together, although as loosely as it may have been.
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 10:57 am
"You know what I really don't feel like using Swords anymore" and with that Pyroka through the blades across the cavern and sent the hilts hurdling toward the base of the mountain.
Pyroka eyed his hands and saw burns on his hands. "Maybe it wasn't the best Idea to grab them from within the furnace. I'm surprised I'm not screaming yet. Here it comes. AAAAGGGGHHHHHHH" Despite this thing happening all the time it still hurt like the dickens.
(Isn't that a funny word, Dickens, where did that get it's start anyway)
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