Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25072069-20160413210156/@comment-25072069-20160503191223

Post Eight:



Looking at her Cousin laying on the floor pretty much covered in dirt she laughed. “I could tell you picked up your game… So I picked mine up” Her voice was slightly cocky and mischievous.



“Guess I doubted your skill…” Shey coughed out as he turned onto his back.



But taking to much time to laugh things out Seika’s guard was let down. She knew this and grabbed her right ankle with his right hand, using all his strength to fly her over him and smack her into the ground as well.



With little time to react, Seika prepared for impact as her right shoulder hit the ground making her clench in pain. Guess I deserved that, she coughed out feeling her cousin release her ankle and stand up. Sighing she got up and rolled her shoulder getting the feel of it before she gave them some room again. Looking at her cousin from a 2 metre distance she chuckled a bit, looking at him all dirty and her own self that looked like half of her body was hit hard into mud.



Shey could not help but laugh as well, they both loved training together. They were basically inseparable since they were toddlers, having to train together very often as either dads were their uncles.



Clapping her hands together in a boar seal, Seika ran forward to her cousin at fast speed concentrating chakra into her seal. Smirking her cousin stood in his spot and got caught by her jutsu purposely. Stopping in her tracks she looked at him and he just made a random face. “Have you stopped taking this seriously??” Seika groaned as Shey was stopped hard in his tracks.



“You seem to be great at it already” Shey shrugged as seika let go of her jutsu.



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