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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 20, 2006 13:42:18 GMT -8
It seemed it was time to teach a student how to use his inner strength, his Qi. he had set up alittle training point in the forbidden zone, the fourth floor of building 4. but it was only one of the rooms, Travis was only allowed to enter that room. Asiv himself was wearing a white headband, a white muscle shirt, showing his extreamly toned arms and chest. it was like he had less body fat than Bruce Lee. anyways he also wore loose white pants. completely different than his regular blue suit.
He whistled a little tune to himself as he waited for his student to shwo up. This would not only teach the boy a way to use his Qi, but it would aid him in creating his very own. Learning how to tap into the Qi itself is a difficult thing, but Asiv knew how to do it, he had taught people how to use Qi before.
Flash Back
"come on Z. show me~!"
Little kid with blonde hair looked to a slightly taller little green headed Asiv.
"Ok last time thunder head."
The young Zack Asiv focused himself into his center tacking a deep breath and then split an appled in his open hand laying up.
End Flash Back
Then he heard something.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Sept 21, 2006 13:32:20 GMT -8
The slightly loud click of his steel-toed boots sounded out as the weak metal door was pushed open relatively slow. The hand that had pushed it moving back toward the students body as he made his way into the classroom that a very special supervisor had specified. Yes. Travis was indeed ready for this. Or at least that is what he thought. He believed that he was already strong. Physically, mentally. He was prepared for this. And he would only grow in strength. Word is that he was already one of the strongest students at school. And in such a short time too. He liked that idea. He liked the fact that people would soon know him. For better or worse. Was it good that his strength was growing? And once he learned this little trick, he would only be that much closer to 'unstoppable'. Not only would this put him in a higher standing. But people would soon learn and revere 'The Syndicate' as well. At the current moment, the gang was relatively small. It wasn't really involved in much, good or bad. But soon it would grow. It would thrive. And it would do so because of Travis. Because he wanted it too. To be on top was his goal. Not only would it be better for him to have his gang on top, just because he'd have power. But he would be able to do as he wished. He would help the school as he liked. And he would keep others in line. Soon people would see this. Soon people would really realize his potential. They would realize that he was no joke. That he meant business. Vivid crystal blue orbs would sweep the room for a second or two before they set upon the unusually white-outfitted Asiv. The supervisor that would soon become teacher and mentor. Someone he already respected enough, and the respect would only grow. A bond might form as well. This could also open up so many more options for him. The corners of his lips would curl upward as he gave a small nod toward his new teacher.Yes, Travis would enjoy this immensely. He would savor this for a long time. He would hold these memories dear, and lock them away so that he will never forget them. This training would sink in, and he would absorb it like a sponge. He would learn to channel his chi. To use this technique, 'Destructive Palms'. And to do with it what he will. Was it going to be a good or bad thing? It all depended on a few key elements. Would he get greedy? Would he grow and be absorbed by thoughts of gaining strength. Would he be consumed by his wants? Possible. Only time would tell.
- Through passion, I gain strength -
- Through strength, I gain power -
-Through power, I gain victory -
- Through victory, my chains are broken -
Soon enough he would be in the center of the room, just in front of Zack Asiv. Hands by his side. His normal attire adorned as always. After all, once you get us to fighting in something, you tend to train in that same style of clothing. After all, why change it up? In a real battle situation, he would not be wearing any type of sparring gear. No loose clothing. Nothing but what he normally wore. His lips would part soon, and his voice would flow. It wasn't sarcastic. It wasn't mocking. It wasn't rude in any way. No, it sounded calm. It sounded as if he was ready to get down to business. After all, he was here to learn. He wasn't here to throw his arrogant attitude around. He just wanted to be taught. And at the moment, he couldn't find a better teacher. "Well. I'm here.. We can start whenever you feel you would like to begin."(OOC: Rofl.. Yes.. I just totally ripped star wars there. Sue me. XD) (OOC2: I think I've been playing too much Kotor and Kotor2 o.o'') |
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 21, 2006 13:57:59 GMT -8
Asiv looked to the door where his new pupil had just entered. Asiv had heard the rumors of this boy, they say he is strong, and deffinitly a force in this school, maybe even stronger than this schools Captain. Asiv stood up his feet spread just barely past shoulder length, his eyes where closed and his breathing steady as he focused on his center Qi flow. Then his arm would explode upward his shoulder and elbow perfectly aligned with hsi elbow pointing up. As his arm stopped moving in the air his eyes opened and the air could literally be seen in and around his arm and hand. It created waves, making it appear as though it where hot. Then his eyes darted to the ground and his arm extended straight down. A single board placed on cinder blocks that where exactly three feet apart, the board snapped and Asiv's hand never touched it.
"That is what we will be working for. . . It may take a while, but by the time I'm completely done training you, you should be able to do that."
This would show a small presentation of Destructive Palms, a technique Asiv himself had not used in a very long time. Reasons being his past, but he figured that one mistake would not repeat itself. So hopefully Travis would be able to fight against the power thirst that followed with learning how to control ones Qi. Finally he moved over towards Travis and gave a slight bow. He would then talk again.
"Now stand straight up, keep your spine perfectly straight. Move both hands out infront of you and face the palms out. Stand like that, think of nothing, and just breath."
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Sept 21, 2006 14:31:43 GMT -8
"That is what we will be working for. . . It may take a while, but by the time I'm completely done training you, you should be able to do that."
Amazed? Yes. That was truly amazing. And Travis couldn't wait. After seeing that little performance, he had definitely gotten a little excited. But it wouldn't show. His lips had straightened, and it would be as if Asiv was staring at a statue. Travis would only nod, and then wait for further instructions, giving a slight bow as Asiv had done.
"Now stand straight up, keep your spine perfectly straight. Move both hands out in front of you and face the palms out. Stand like that, think of nothing, and just breath."
And Travis would act. Straightening himself, allowing his legs to part slightly, just about shoulders length away. He began to take large, slow breaths, his hands moving out so that they were extended in front of his own body. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, allowing his mind to clear. To empty all thoughts of the coming power from his mind. To get rid of the happiness he had felt only seconds ago. It would take a few seconds, but he felt as if he had cleared it best he could, his eyes re-opening as he stared toward Asiv. The air entering his lungs,and then leaving slowly. Allowing his body and mind to calm.
..The first step to learning. The first step to mastering. The passion for fighting has driven me to learn. Learning will bring strength. Strength and power. I will achieve it. No matter how hard I have to push myself, physically or mentally..
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 22, 2006 21:54:22 GMT -8
"Now then, the rest of the room doesn't exist, there is only you, and me."
Asiv would then move to infront of Travis, but by this time, if he had listened with his mind as clear as it would be, he would be able to sense this, the air whirling around Asiv's movements, the slight sound of foot stepps, clothing scuffing against one another. Asiv would then take the same stance, his legs slightly further than his shoulders, his hands out palm facing towards Travis, the distance from the hands being that of 4 inches.
"You have an inner Qi flow. . . It is your inner spirit, the spirit of who you truely are. . . seek its center, look for your true self." (Yay Mystisism.)
Asiv would find his easilly with the years of training he has over him, but travis would be less likely to find it for several reasons. But Asiv knew exactly how to change that.
"Feel the air flowing by. Make it a solid with your Qi, grasp it, without touching it, then I want you to send a palm with this new solid right into my palm, take a step with your right foot, keep your body completely the way it is, pull back with your right arm, then as you throw the palm, turn your upper body into the palm strike. Release the Qi, and see the effects."
The effects would be from a Qi flow such as his, and his effectiveness with it, would be a slight sensation of pressure on his palm, there palms would never make contact no matter how hard Travis tried, the air he may or may not have been able to grasp would of exploded between their palms. Nothing as seriouse as the level Asiv was at, but enough to show Travis he could do it with the proper training, but Qi only held so much power as the body and mind. So his attributes where the deciding factor in all of this, this would only be the first step, the next was physical conditioning and controle. That was to give Travis a taste of what he could have, which would give him modivation to complete Asiv's training.
Which to keep in mind is very difficult. Asiv did say they wheren't going to leave until Travis could break a board with his Qi. This way he would be able to do damage with his Qi instead of tickling someone.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Sept 23, 2006 15:17:14 GMT -8
He would close his eyes once again, and as Asiv set himself to move, to take up his position in front of Travis, he felt an odd sensation. As if he had almost become one with the air inside the room. He would hold his position and he would continue to do as he was instructed before, as he listened to Asiv. He felt slightly weird. As if he was in some kind of kung-fu movie. But no. This was real, this was happening.
"Feel the air flowing by. Make it a solid with your Qi, grasp it, without touching it, then I want you to send a palm with this new solid right into my palm, take a step with your right foot, keep your body completely the way it is, pull back with your right arm, then as you throw the palm, turn your upper body into the palm strike. Release the Qi, and see the effects."
He would begin to do as he said. Or at least try. It would take him a bit before he sensed that he actually had something. He would push himself to perform this. He had to do it, not just because he was being taught, but because he wanted this. He needed this. And as soon as he felt he was ready, he would pull back his right arm, allowing his body to move as Asiv had instructed, and then bring it foreward. His palm would not strike Asiv's, instead it would stop before impact, high pressure could be felt agains't Travis' palm and then it happened. A pop or sort, a small condensed explosion of a small kind.
He had succedded at this the firs time, though he did feel slightly more tired. As uif he had been working out for hours. He would once again open his eyes, and stare directly toward Asiv. he wouldn't speak. But he would wait for him his teacher to speak.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 27, 2006 14:16:33 GMT -8
Asiv felt the tingle of the pop, their hands making no contact, and to his surprise it was a very successful test, this boy was just as Asiv predicted, powerful, and strong enough to use Destructive Palms. But now, that the test was over, the real get down to the dirty stuff was ready to begin, that undoubtedly zapped his strength, so this would make the days work out even harder, and make him even more prepared. see Destructive Palms did not rely solely on the top muscle of the attacking body part depending on how far along in the art you have come. It makes the Bicep the protagonist, and the tricep the antagonist. Same for a kick, quadricep antagonist, anyways, so there was going to be some odd work outs.
Asiv walked over to a machine that looked as if it where just a plank with a cushion on it attached to some weights, well it was. Asive got in front of it placed hsi hands on it his elbows bent downward, his hands flat. and then pushed. This worked both muscles, but the Tricep more, why, because to work a muscle it has to constrict, and by moving the arm straight with force behind it you work out the tricep, and this also helps in keeping the wrist straight for palm strikes and such attacks, very good work out. He would then set it down slowly to work out his bicep, and turn to travis.
"Do that, until I say stop."
Whats this? Asiv had no idea what this kids limit was, but you see, this was no ordinary machine, the more force you pshed against it faster, or stronger, the harder it pushes back, it has no weights but it has air breaks, and condensed air pushes back against the plank if it is trapped in the tubbing in the back. And with any over active student they would want to kick it off fast, Asiv was not sure how this one was because they had only just started getting acquanted with each other.
"With this exercise your attacks will do more damage, and it works your, 'Qi' muscle."
asiv said this because the Tricep was everything in throwing this Qi around. So travis needed to work that.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Sept 28, 2006 20:33:33 GMT -8
Travis would do his best to do what Asiv told him to do. Though he was definitely feeling drained after performing his first use of Qi. Though he guessed that was normal. After all, it wasn't easy stuff here. But he would just have to practice, and get better. He would get use to it sooner or later, and he would be able to use this new-found skill to further his power. To help himself grow and become even stronger. Lucky for him, he was in good shape. And he would be able to hold it together for a good amount of time. After all, when he worked out, it was usually for an extended period of time.
He would continue to watch Asiv closely. And when he performed the next little thing, Travis would nod when he spoke. It didn't seem as if it would be too hard. But surely, as every work out, it would get harder and harder each time. He would continue to breath deepely, allowing himself to be calm, and then he would brace himself and begin this next work out.
He would not just go at it. He would measure the mechanism for a few reps, and make sure that he wasn't going to hurt himself. And after getting use to it, he would begin slowly, picking up with speed as he went. But he didn't attempt to go too fast or too hard. As he worked out, he would continue to listen to whatever his teacher said. AFter all, it could be important. He wasn't about to slack off in this class. He would need these lessons.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Oct 3, 2006 1:04:46 GMT -8
"This machine works your, 'Qi' muscles so to speak. Your tricep is the most important weapon you have with the Destructive Palms technique. Remember that if your ever going to work out."
As would then turn to look at what he could do next while Travis continued what he was already doing, ah perfect, a test of profeciency and aim. His eyes fell to a little toy that was built for Asiv's work out and decided Travis could handle it. It had been a good 20 minutes on that thing anyways, Asiv would turn to his student and speak.
"Alright thats enough, your strength will build over time, now for speed and aim."
Asiv would walk over to this very simple toy. Yes in fact it was a toy. It was kinda like pong if you thought about it, but it was like a pillar, it had a ball on the inside of a clear surface, that was sitting on the bottom. Asiv flipped a switch and the ball started going to the top, no noise, except when it hit the top it made a sound like a foot step. Then it went back to the bottom, did the same thing then bounced back up, but it began to move faster slightly.
"With this you punch the surface." He deminstrated by hitting where the ball was exactly and it started heading the opposite direction, apon contact with the wall, the noise wa sheard and it moved abit faster. "Hit the ball and dont let it touch the other side." He let it drift up to the top in the speed it was going after bouncing off the bottom and then slowed back to the beginning speed. "Or you lose the game."
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