Shisio Zanbatou

1. Hagamo, Shisio looked on with a curious glint in his eyes. Quite possibly could be sand in them too, but the technique Tai had performed was actually pretty neat and useful. "You, there." he says to the guy in front of him. "Dodge my attack." They were there to learn right? He slowly throws a punch, should he dodge out of the way or get hit, it was up to him. <br>

2. Hagamo, Shisio continues to move in his punch at the guy, which is easily avoided but even with the avoid, Shisio attempts to grab the guy's arm and twist it. But he misses, unable to actually do anything about it. He stands looking awkward for the momentary time and would normally blame it on the sand but this was truly just bad timing on his part. <br>

3. "Lets try that again.." He waits for Loss's go, moving to duck and weave out of his punch as it came barreling forward. He moves out of the way, but finds himself being caught and thrown down on the ground. He blinks as it was a bit shocking to him really. <br>

4. "Tha's a nice one. Lemme try." He found himself once more throwing a left hook, his partner dodging the blow entirely. But this time, Shisio is able to counter with a grab of Loss's arm, wrenching it up and flipping him on his feet again. He didn't want to actually hurt the poor guy. He gives a pat on the back with a laugh. <br>

5. "One more time?" he asks, nearly dropping the toothpick in his mouth before going at it again. With yet another attempt, he throws a right hook this time. He's avoided, but once more he catches his partner's arm and wrenches up. "Nice. Wel that was fun."<br>

6. Hagamo, Shisio wasn't going to wait around and see if someone would actually partner up with him. Instead, he just took the initiative himself. It was a poor mimicry of the stance displayed by the others by far, but he still joyously and light-heartedly attempted to get into a 'sumo-like' stance. <br>

7. "Righ'. Lets do this then!" he shouts out, getting a mouthful of sand he had to spit on out. The toothpick in his mouth just about flew out with it, but he managed to keep it. His dark eyes lock towards a random spot before him. <br>

8. If it was in his legs, he was going to focus on this lunge like his life depended on it. Simply put, he'd reach for the axe on his back and toss it into the sands before him, the shaft of which stood upright. "There's my target. Oi, stupid bloke, stop your long gaze.." he shouts towards the axe. <br>

9. Within a moment, Shisio pushes off and forward, using his leg strength to completely cover the distance. He reached it all pretty quickly but once there, he grabs the handle of the axe and aims to 'slam' it down and out, using a hand as a wall of unmovable power. Truth be told, he wasn't sure he'd done it right, but he seemed to have gotten the idea. Taking the axe in hand, he tosses it on his back again. "Oi, tha' bout right?<br>

10. Hagamo, Shisio had been lossed in literally watching this very woman fight against the man everyone keeps calling Naraku. He twists the toothpick in his mouth, then raises a hand, the weights in his arm actually putting an annoying resistance against him. <br>

11. "Oh, sorry for the delayed response, Amaya. I was mezmorized by tha' impressive display ya showed there. Mostly stunned by tha' there beauty of yours. Takes a guy's breath away it does.<br>

12. Hagamo, Shisio looks over at Amaya and grins at the young woman. She was floatin' through his mind right now which prompted him to give her a look up and down. "Enjoyin' that light stuff I see. Pretty little sheela like you don't need to dirty her feet walkin' around a place like this."

13. He began sauntering off with weights still strapped about him. He was going to get ready for the upcoming fight of a century. Each step was just annoyingly heavier than before, but it didn't effect his ability to move in it whatsoever. "Maybe wet my whistle while I'm at it."<br>

14. Hagamo, Shisio(FanBoy1) found a secluded place amongst the village, taking his time utilizing lunges the entire way to maximize the use of the weights upon him. Each step held a certain heaviness to the step, but he was still able to fully move without restriction.

15. The hot desert air beat down upon his form, which really made this more of a struggle. But he would survive. Dropping to the ground, he began to lower himself and push back up against gravity, his own weight, and that of the added weights upon him. With each push-up, the burly young man felt more confidence, his blood rising and pumping with increasing vigor. 'Forty-five..forty-six...forty-seven..' His thoughts stayed in rythmn of his presses. Sand is swept by the wind into his mouth, causing him to spit.<br>

16. Hagamo, Shisio once more pushes himself up and down off the ground but while changing into a clapping motion, pushing off with enough force to give a slight lift. There was nothing more invigorating than a good workout! And this one had just begun. <br>

17. Muscles began to cramp up, getting wearier and more worn with every passing moment. Continuing to count now in the hundreds, sweat began to develop at the tip of his nose, falling into the dry earth beneath him. "Gotta' stay fit for the sheela..." Even while he pushes through, his toothpick loosely held in his mouth sits still within it. The weights were now starting to kick in to this training, placing drag on his body and restraining his movements even. <br>

18. Hagamo, Shisio stood upright and took in a deep breath of satisfaction. Lowering his legs into a squatting position, the burly young man strained against the weight. He really surprised himself with how much he actually weighed sometimes. <br>

19. Pushing back up, he felt the strain within his leg, but was not affected by it too terribly. That would change with time however, and it was already proving to show him something about himself that he had not seen before. The young man was actually struggling against the heavier weight. <br>

20. This simply would not do. He had to become stronger! His philosophy was, 'Gotta be hard as a rock. And grow until you become the ol' mountain you fell off the chip from.' He wasn't going to give that simple-minded thinking a let go anytime soon either.<br>

21. Hagamo, Shisio didn't back down from the challenge as his muscles cried for mercy! There was a certain air to him that even when sweating, oozed out a cool demeanor. Taking his body further was just part of growing, another step towards becoming something more than just a man. <br>

22. The weights bore down on him even more as he went from squats to leaping with every push upwards. Today was all inclusive, but to tire these legs out would be his priority right at this moment. "Come on Shisio.. You aren' gonna let gravity beat ya' are ya?" Sweat began to drip from his body, the desert heat only reaching its peak now as the noon-day sun rose high above. <br>

23. What he wouldn't do for a drink. The more he bent his knees, the more they felt like a fire was a light within them. This in turn created more stress and the weights he wore really did feel heavy at this point. There was a certain point where he hovered still, pushing against the weight of it all. <br>

24. Shisio comes to a complete stop after all the continuous body workouts he'd undergone this afternoon. He finally felt like he could comfortably lift the weights he bore on himself. Truthfully, he probably could go quite a few weights heavier than what he had, but he'd have to keep buying. "Needa take a nice showa' that I do."<br>

25. Hagamo, Shisio continues to strike at the air with the large blade, sliding against the dusty earth beneath him and forming a deep valley from the strike. Lifting the zanbatou at eye-level, the burly man stops as he hears himself being addressed. "'Ello, Flowa'! I'm doin' pretty well. I'm jus' developin' a way ta' fight with this blade is all. How are you, General?" He smiles as he places the zanbatou towards the air and points with it. He was going to get used to this here and now. The weight wasn't a problem, just learning to utilize the size as it was a bit odd <br>