Nothingness
Two Thousand Club
Takara Hiroji
As the white haired innkeeper had continued his progression up the ruined stone steps; it would take only moments for him to finally reach the very top of staircase only to lead him to what had been the remains of a stone arch to the entrance into the temple grounds. The middle section of the arch had been destroyed, leaving only the two pillars on each side as the pillars were carved once long ago to be large statues of the very guardians of this place. All that had remained of them were half destroyed statues; even so, Takara had continued on his way through the arch until he had finally reach the large center grounds of the temple. The entire area was nothing more then a circular stone section with the actual temple building being before him, as the white haired innkeeper had taken his glimpse around the area, he had known well enough just by the sight that this place was once used for the monks to train and pray throughout their days living here. Just the very fact that there were most likely large groups of them training at once, possibly; this would be a good enough spot for Takara to be able to practice his own fighting without the concern of destroying anything precious around him. With a simple nod of his head, the young male had taken in a deep breath as he had removed his white outer coat of his suit to leave him in a slightly skin tightened black long sleeved shirt as he had exhaled the very breath he had taken in. Although Takara hadn't been in an exactly training-like outfit to be doing this, it wasn't as though he had completely just to train anyway; but while he was here at the time being, might as well test out how much the temple could really stand.
Slowly enough, as he had placed his palms together into a praying-like state, the innkeeper soon had began to focus his own energy into his very palms as well as his own two feet. Taking only seconds after he had taken in his own chi energy, Takara would immediately begin to throw his punches forward along with his kicks going up high with each strike. Due to Takara already well enough knowing plenty of knowledge of how to control his chi at this point, as he had continued his strikes one after another. The large thick stone walls that had surrounded the innkeeper soon began to form indents into them in shape of knuckles from the direction each that Takara had thrown his strikes. These were from the plain energy of his chi strikes being powerful enough to be able to not only create enough force to damage the area physically with his own fists making contact but the plain force of the chi sending off waves of energy towards the directions he had struck.
As the white haired innkeeper had continued his progression up the ruined stone steps; it would take only moments for him to finally reach the very top of staircase only to lead him to what had been the remains of a stone arch to the entrance into the temple grounds. The middle section of the arch had been destroyed, leaving only the two pillars on each side as the pillars were carved once long ago to be large statues of the very guardians of this place. All that had remained of them were half destroyed statues; even so, Takara had continued on his way through the arch until he had finally reach the large center grounds of the temple. The entire area was nothing more then a circular stone section with the actual temple building being before him, as the white haired innkeeper had taken his glimpse around the area, he had known well enough just by the sight that this place was once used for the monks to train and pray throughout their days living here. Just the very fact that there were most likely large groups of them training at once, possibly; this would be a good enough spot for Takara to be able to practice his own fighting without the concern of destroying anything precious around him. With a simple nod of his head, the young male had taken in a deep breath as he had removed his white outer coat of his suit to leave him in a slightly skin tightened black long sleeved shirt as he had exhaled the very breath he had taken in. Although Takara hadn't been in an exactly training-like outfit to be doing this, it wasn't as though he had completely just to train anyway; but while he was here at the time being, might as well test out how much the temple could really stand.
Slowly enough, as he had placed his palms together into a praying-like state, the innkeeper soon had began to focus his own energy into his very palms as well as his own two feet. Taking only seconds after he had taken in his own chi energy, Takara would immediately begin to throw his punches forward along with his kicks going up high with each strike. Due to Takara already well enough knowing plenty of knowledge of how to control his chi at this point, as he had continued his strikes one after another. The large thick stone walls that had surrounded the innkeeper soon began to form indents into them in shape of knuckles from the direction each that Takara had thrown his strikes. These were from the plain energy of his chi strikes being powerful enough to be able to not only create enough force to damage the area physically with his own fists making contact but the plain force of the chi sending off waves of energy towards the directions he had struck.
Cheery's really cute!
bye, might RP tomorrow 
