Marksmen Training

*Amatsuki has rolled a 1 on a D10!*
Amatsuki knitted his brow a bit, he wasn't entirely sure if he was so good at throwing weapons, so he assume dhe wasnt since honestly he was never good at them during his academy days as a student, thus why he never tried it, he never did forget the day when he accidently attempted to throw a shuriken. Remembering how it felt when the shuriken managed to release from his fingers as he reeled his hand back and loosened his grip on it only for it to fly backwards and almost hit a student. He knitted his brow a bit as he recalled that moment as he shifted his focus slightly on the target at hand.

He took a simple step forward as he focused his breathing a bit before he made his attempt. His left leg was used as a pivot and a trigger as he shifted his right forward, when he took stance with his hand lifted being paraell to his shoulder, or rather sligthly lowered he swirmed briefly. He felt his nervousness as he attempted to launch the shuriken when he recalled his thoughts only for all his focus to leave him as he threw the shurkien only for a one for one repeat to happen as he inclined his arm backwards only for him to lose his grip. The shurkien released from his hand and was sent backwards into the wall behind him.

"A..ahh." Was all he could really muster as he looked at his repeated failure.
*Amatsuki has rolled a 10 on a D10!*
Amatsuki sighed a bit looking over at his failure as he moved his hand over to take the shurkien from the wall, after a bit of straining he was able to dislonge it. He inhaled a bit as he looked at the shuriken for a moment as he tossed it upward a bit, not trying to let his previous failure discredit him. He ran a hand through his hair with his free hand as he twirled the shurkien around his index fringer as he shifted his attention tot he targets at hand, he knew where his mistakes were, and he was determined to not make them a third time.

Steadying his breathing, the young Samurai tightly gripped the weapon between his fingers before he narrowed his gaze, the point of release would have to be when his hand was extended, or rather before it was fully extended so that the momentum would cause the thrown object to fly forward. His he knew when he was studying through means of the books, he also had to time when he was going to release, that much was a bit difficult, but since he was getting hands on training like this he knew he possibly had it covered, maybe. With a furrowed brow and his eyes locked on target he exhaled before he tossed the shuriken once everything was prepared.

Thonk.

Went the shuriken right int he middle perfectly sticking into the bullseye of the target. "I..I did it." He said, a bit of shock escaping from his mostlly dry tone  he was usually speaking in as he breathed a bit as he walked over to take the shurkien out. Was it a fluke? He didn't know, but he was making progress.
*Amatsuki has rolled a 9 on a D10!*
*Amatsuki has rolled a 7 on a D10!*
Amatsuki walked his way over to pluck the shuriken from the target as he furrowed his brow a bit as he was able to successfully hit the bullseye, but it was only the one time he thought as he removed the shurikien and returned to his spot taking a deep breath as he centered himself properly, he was going to give it two more throws before he'd call it quits after all. He exhaled rubbing the nape of his neck a bit as he shifte himself briefly as he watched his movements as he prepared himself a bit as he shifted his footing a bit as he looked over at the target.

"Alright, I can do this." He told himself as he moved his hand over to the practice shuriken before shifting his attention as he tossed it once again once he properly stanced himself and chambered his arm the same way.

Thonk.

Went tot he shuriken striking in the center again, to his surprise it struck the bullseye once again. "I did it." He said a bit of excitement as he walked over to get the weapon from the target before he shifted himself again to attempt to launch the shurkien again, this would be his final practice after they wanted to do something else, so far he had one miss and two bullseye. He was feeling somewhat confident in his throwing weapons skills, at least. "Phew, lets do this." Stancing himself as he tossed the shuriken forward.

Thonk.

The shrukien embedded itself into the target, another bullseye, that was three bullseye and one miss. "Phew, that's three."