training time

.. The blade that had nicked the portion of Hirohoto's own right leg had left the slightest of stinging sensations upon his body. While Hirohoto had taken a moment to of stood upwards, straightening himself after such a sudden series of clashes and assaults between the two men; Hiro had thought to himself at the moment at hand. He moved himself to of bent his own two legs, before Hirohoto had brought his body to of leaped towards his own left side. He put a grand distance between Carter and himself from the very start of such a fine set of motions; such a set of motions would of left him hit twice more, if he had not avoided such movements. Hiro had brought himself to of stood up straight at this point in time, and as Carter had moved himself a ways off within his set of movements, the male had lifted his blade in the slightest. ..

" We Need To Get A Better Understanding Of One Another's Attacks, Too. " .. The male had spoken calmly, while his figure had moved forwards in the most speedy of his sprints. As he had found himself racing forward and towards the male of whom he'd been fighting, his feet had been tapping down and against the floor before them at such a fast pace. He had closed the distance between them with such a short amount of time, before bringing his blade downwards in a quick swipe. He had not yet swiped towards Carter's own body. Hirohoto's blade had brought itself down and onto the floor, grinding through it's solid surface, before launching the remnants of such a portion of it's surface upwards. It had been a simple play of one's surroundings, as the male had sent the particles of floor ramming towards the male's face. They'd been aimed to cover along the male's own eyes, as well as spritzing along a lower portion of his figure, as well: his chest. This had been a fun fact, though, for IF the dirt had made itself into the eyes of the male before himself, he would not be able to see. His eyes would be completely blinded for this moment at hand, in such a temporary ailment. ..

" Or Else We Won't Be Such A Fine Team. " Hirohoto had finished speaking at the moment at hand, yet he'd also used his voice to act in it's own way as an advantage. As he had spoken, and only if he was completely certain that Carter's eyes were hit by such a sudden blow about them; which would not be too hard, due to his grand ability of being able to focus upon a variety of situations with the greatest of ease, he would of leaned his head forward. What was the point of this? As he spoke, leaning his head in during his sentence, it put on the illusion that he had continued to trek forward. He quickly leaned his head backwards, though. This had left him a safe distance away in nearly an instance, for he had been focusing and calculating upon the time of each of his movements. He'd of pulled his blade backwards at this point, and before jabbing it forward in a stab; the eyes of the male had aimed toward Carter's own face. Hirohoto kept his aim low, beneath his own gaze, and as his blade would have jabbed forward in a stab toward Carter's chest; the male had done such a stab with the most silent of motions. The only noise that could be heard was his blade flying through the air, of which would be incredibly hard to focus upon during such a sudden discomfort that had been drawn from the pain along his eyes. Still, the few flaws in this motion would leave it avoidable, sound and all. ..

Colin continued his watching over the spar, approving of their revigorated efforts and their working together to understand one another better...

(Alright, good job Hiro, Carter, try splitting up your actions a better more and focusing one each part. Try to keep the pace at about 3k characters, if at all possible.)

watching as Hiro turned to his own side of the training room he turned and faced Carter, carter looked ta him as well, his features still deadened, his mouth a thin line as if drawn on with a pencil, his nostrils not flared, his forehead slack and his eyebrows not moving in frustration what-so-ever. The only thing on him that showed any life was his eyes, the white blue iris's seemed to swirl and flux inward on themselves as he watched Hiro kick off of the ground and move inward towards Carter's location. His eyes flashed in the light, they seemed so alive like a child's on Christmas.

He watched in confusion as Hiro dug the tip of his blade into the mats then under that soft spongy layer and into the cement as he sprinted forward, Carter knew he was going to fling the particles of cement at him like a man would through sand or dirt into his enemies eyes. It was tactful but in his mind it was a disgrace to attempt such a thing. Honor meant life to Carter and he would not be blinded by this, trick. he backed into the wall close behind himself. feeling the chilled glass on the wall behind him with his back Carter bent his knees and flexed his calves as he kicked his feet off of the mat and rocketed upwards of ten feet into the air, turning his body as he rose he made his chest parrell with the ground.

He managed to stay right along the wall with the leap and he brought his heels to the wall kicking off of it as he rose into the air, the pushed him up and over Hiro's projectile attacks. Landing softly on the scarred mat behind Hiro he turned and aimed his blade to jab into the mans back, pulling his sword back after the jab he brought it up in his left hand then downwards in a cleave as he struck outwards with his free right hand and bent his legs abit adding more momentum to the cleave and bringing his palm hit to connect with his lower stomach if Hiro didn't block it. His arm out stretched like a spring that had sprung and his legs tense ready to push him closer of farther from Hiro depending on the need.

Even his eyes danced and calculated, taking in each part of Hiro, trying to guess which move would come first in his next round of attacks. The fun was beginning but Hiro was correct, they needed to learn to understand one another better if they wished to grow as a team or they would never work well with one another. Carter enjoyed team work more than solo work so he would give his all to develop on his half if Hiro would do the same.

.. Hirohoto's eyes had followed Carter's movements throughout it all. " Good, But A Novice Could See Through That One! " .. The male had exclaimed. It was the slightest bit of excitement that had been portrayed by him, during this entire time. All the while, the male had not bothered to of turned around as Carter had jumped. Hirohoto had taken several steps forwards, during the end of his blade's jab forward. It was as if he didn't mind leaning into his attack, but all the same; his movements had brought such a fine distance between he and his partner. The very distance that had been added had left Carter's assault out of reach. ..

.. As the male had turned himself around, he had faced towards the figure of which had been Carter's own. Hirohoto's eyes had looked down and into the eyes of his friend, and at this point; Hiro's eyes had been portraying a glint of confidence toward the situation at hand. His heart's beat had been calm, although everyone could clearly tell that his mind was in the moment. His thoughts had seemed so crisp within his own head, so detailed and straightforward. ..

.. " It's Time For Me To Try. Allow Me To Show You The Prowess Of My Zanjutsu. " .. Hirohoto had spoken his words with such a calm voice. Of course, all of this would have happened so fast. His right hand, as well as his left hand, had acquired a fine grip unto the handle of his own blade. While he had squeezed down and along such a katana, Hirohoto had found himself standing still, watching Carter's own face. He knew that Carter's attacks were strong, as well as the fact that he had not been assaulting him with any, single strike. It is an overwhelming style, thought Hiro. I dig it.

.. As Hirohoto held his practice sword up and infront of him, his feet began to shift himself back; his body had been taking steps to both distance the male from his own figure, as well as to circle around him. Hiro's body had not been tense, in the least. The male found himself with the wall facing his right side, at this point in time. His body would be easing towards Carter's right side. The top hat upon Hiro's head had kept itself straight and unmoving; Hirohoto's suit had kept it's fine and clean look, during all of this. ..

[Couldn't think of 3k.. Off day. Sorry if I seem distracted, Carter.]

Colin mumbled something about carrying on, placing his tilly hat on top of his face.



('s alright@Both of you. Hmm. How about 2.3 k, then?)