Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25072069-20160319203141/@comment-24479578-20160411143846

Hitomi walked over to the tree and removed the two kunai that she lodged into the wood. Taking hold of the hilt, she'd move the kunai back and forth to create some sort of movement before she'd pull it from the tree and then did the same for the other. Holding a kunai in each hand, she'd stop and look over to Seika as she spoke.

Pressing her lips together slightly and to the side, she listened to her sensei speak of how she needed to pretty much blow a hole in the tree before pressing on and moving back. This was perhaps going to prove more difficult than she had initially thought. She'd then walk over to where she had started and stood with her feet together. Looking up, she'd once more let the chakra flow from her hand onto the metal of the weapon that she held. Once again the purple aura crackled and lit up as the lightning moved over her hand and onto the blade. She was starting to recognize the feeling of this technique as she used it. With time, it would more than likely become second nature to her, however for now, she'd train. Her eyes focused on the tree while she also focused on the chakra that flowed over the weapon. Raising the kunai once again, she'd fling it forward with a bit more strength. The kunai going deeper into the wood, she'd tilt her head a bit noting that it had imbedded itself all the way up to the hilt. It was a step in the right direction for her.

Taking the second kunai in her hand, she'd once more focus the chakra from her hand down to the metal of the kunai. Sparking and flashing, the violet aura clung to the blade as she moved her hand back to wait next to the side of her head. Her focus not wavering from the blade or the tree, she'd fling the blade forward. It was a simple motion however the lightning and strength put behind it caused it to become a deadly force. Her ears would hear the 'thump' once again as she'd walk over and see what it was that happened. Taking the first kunai out, she'd look to the second that only had about Four inches sticking out from the tree. She'd once more press her lips together as she placed her fingers through the loop at the end and began tugging at the blade until she was able to get it free. She'd stumble back a bit and look to the hole that her last throw had made. She was rather impressed.