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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 2:19 pm
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× × Shinochi × × Shinochi crossed her arms and nodded, "Hmm, I see I see...that's quite unfortunate. Though I don't usually hear of keyblades breaking..." Her ears go down as she actually thought it was really sad as this girl seems to be having a horrible day, "Well, I'm sorry to hear about that...and your friend. But, it's fine to miss class due to being involved in an accident." She then leaned over the desk, extending her hand towards the new girl, "Welcome to the class, I'm Shinochi...I usually go by Shino though. And sorry about not getting up to shake your hand," she showed her leg to the girl as it was still injured from her sparring session earlier, "Kind of...went overboard in a sparring session earlier."
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 2:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 2:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 3:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 3:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 6:48 pm
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▄ █ ▄ █ ▄ ▄ █ ▄ █ ▄ █ MIN - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - MAX T O K I O
┌────────────────────────────┐ Judging by Tsuyoi's personality, she probably went in private to burn off frustration. While she did so, Tokio minded his own business as Sophia and Shino built up a conversation about sparring and what not. Glad she didn't bring up his name when she displayed that wound on her leg. Tokio didn't want to feel anymore guilty. Seeing as there wasn't anything left to do, he decided to train on his own. He sat down a couple of wooden-craved test dummies. Tokio called back the Keyblade and stood in a fighting stance. With the help of magic, the test dummies charged forward to attack. He dodged rolled when one wooden sword came swooping in. Once his opportune moment came, he dissected its arm in one single slash. The wooden warrior attempted to slam its palm into his chest, but failed when the boy stepped to the side to dodge. He slammed his knee into its chest area, breaking it like a toothpick. Its buddies came to aid it, but Tokio grabbed the remains of the wooden warrior as a unorthodox weapon. "Come get some..." He ordered them, calling them with his free finger and smirk. As expected, the warriors slid on the floor hovering towards the boy. Tokio pounced and bluntly striked them with the severed arm of a wooden warrior, but breaking it in the process. He resorted to just using the Keyblade. Once a wooden warrior flew his way, Tokio had that look in his eye. The boy cut the warrior in 3 halves, breaking through it first before it got mangled. "Cross-slash...!" Twirling his Keyblade in his selected hand before laying it on his shoulder, he stood in triumph as the all the wooden warriors were either dissected or destroyed.
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 7:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 8:15 pm
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