Post by Hanabi Hyuuga on May 3, 2012 19:16:26 GMT -5
Hanabi yawned as she stretched in the pre-dawn hours, she was wide awake despite it being an hour before the sun rose in the sky. It was only five am and she was expected to be up and ready to train with her father by six am. She had one hour to make herself presentable and to get her things that she would need for the day. Her father had told her to bring a kunai with her to practice with today, so she would need to pick on up from the weapons stores on the way. Hanabi stood quickly dressed in her night gown rubbing the sleep from her pale eyes as she did so. Working quickly Hanabi packed away her bedding in the truck beside her bed and laid out the freshly cleaned and mended training outfit. Her father had also suggested that she wear something she could easily dispose of after their training session today.
That suggested that something major and probably painful for her was to take place today which could result in her being bruised or bloody by the end of it. Her training uniforms had a tendacy to live short lives, some days they lasted and some then ended up ripped and torn. Being taught to dodge strikes by being set to spar with her father or some other skill ninja of her clan was no easy task. It brought both praise and pain when she misstep-ed or got the counter move wrong. She was learning her moves the hard way on the hard wood floors of the main house training room. She was grateful for the chance to prove herself worth of the effort her family was putting into her training. She was succeeding by all account she even got the upper hand in some on her matches with her father until he turned the tables again and floored her whenever she did. Hanabi smiled in the dimness in her room at such memories and was pleased at her progress.
In passing Hanabi thought of her sister, her beloved respected older sister though she wasn't allowed to call her that like she paid extra respect to her father.She was worried about her sister's status in the clan with herself being groomed to lead the clan one day soon. It was her sister who would be in trouble when that day came, Hinata was a threat to her position and the clan if she were allowed to remain unmarked. Hanabi knew her sister was considered less then worthy of respect because of her lack of fighting prowess. She lacked the war like nature and ruthlessness necessary in the leader of the clan. Her sister was so like their mother, warm and kind and she hoped she'd stay that way. Hanabi would do what every was necessary to succeed the clan and rule it well. Even if one day they pitted both of the girls against each other Hanabi would strive to succeed for her self and for her family too. Hanabi did care about her sister but family came first for now.Hanabi quickly shook the thought out of her head and got dressed and ready for the day ahead.
She had a half an hour to get ready and eat breakfast not to mention she wanted to get at least fifteen minutes of stretches in before her father got there. They expected her to be presentable no matter what she was doing.She dressed quickly in the outfit she had set out the night before in preparation for today's work load. it was one of her training outfits that were standard in her family. She pulled off the socks she wore to bed and put them neatly into her hamper. Stepping up to her mirror she carefully brushed her hair out and freed it of all tangles and knots. Taking one last glance in her mirror she left the room to get her breakfast from the kitchen. Her breakfast was whole some and filling as well as tasty, just the way she liked it.
After finishing up she washed her one dish and went to finally start her stretches. She would just have enough time if she hurried through the halls quickly and silently. Her bare feet sped down the hall to the training rooms in the compound, She walked quickly but was not really rushing blindly ahead. Entering the room that was set aside for her use while training she began to stretch. Hanabi started with 10 sets of twists right to left then left to right. Then she moved on to touch the floor bending her self completely in half to do so. She she did a simply hand stand landing lightly on her feet after a few seconds. After righting herself she sat down and waited patiently for someone to appear.
That suggested that something major and probably painful for her was to take place today which could result in her being bruised or bloody by the end of it. Her training uniforms had a tendacy to live short lives, some days they lasted and some then ended up ripped and torn. Being taught to dodge strikes by being set to spar with her father or some other skill ninja of her clan was no easy task. It brought both praise and pain when she misstep-ed or got the counter move wrong. She was learning her moves the hard way on the hard wood floors of the main house training room. She was grateful for the chance to prove herself worth of the effort her family was putting into her training. She was succeeding by all account she even got the upper hand in some on her matches with her father until he turned the tables again and floored her whenever she did. Hanabi smiled in the dimness in her room at such memories and was pleased at her progress.
In passing Hanabi thought of her sister, her beloved respected older sister though she wasn't allowed to call her that like she paid extra respect to her father.She was worried about her sister's status in the clan with herself being groomed to lead the clan one day soon. It was her sister who would be in trouble when that day came, Hinata was a threat to her position and the clan if she were allowed to remain unmarked. Hanabi knew her sister was considered less then worthy of respect because of her lack of fighting prowess. She lacked the war like nature and ruthlessness necessary in the leader of the clan. Her sister was so like their mother, warm and kind and she hoped she'd stay that way. Hanabi would do what every was necessary to succeed the clan and rule it well. Even if one day they pitted both of the girls against each other Hanabi would strive to succeed for her self and for her family too. Hanabi did care about her sister but family came first for now.Hanabi quickly shook the thought out of her head and got dressed and ready for the day ahead.
She had a half an hour to get ready and eat breakfast not to mention she wanted to get at least fifteen minutes of stretches in before her father got there. They expected her to be presentable no matter what she was doing.She dressed quickly in the outfit she had set out the night before in preparation for today's work load. it was one of her training outfits that were standard in her family. She pulled off the socks she wore to bed and put them neatly into her hamper. Stepping up to her mirror she carefully brushed her hair out and freed it of all tangles and knots. Taking one last glance in her mirror she left the room to get her breakfast from the kitchen. Her breakfast was whole some and filling as well as tasty, just the way she liked it.
After finishing up she washed her one dish and went to finally start her stretches. She would just have enough time if she hurried through the halls quickly and silently. Her bare feet sped down the hall to the training rooms in the compound, She walked quickly but was not really rushing blindly ahead. Entering the room that was set aside for her use while training she began to stretch. Hanabi started with 10 sets of twists right to left then left to right. Then she moved on to touch the floor bending her self completely in half to do so. She she did a simply hand stand landing lightly on her feet after a few seconds. After righting herself she sat down and waited patiently for someone to appear.
