Refine the Anomaly [Aloise's Solo Training]

Aloise walked out onto the sandy training ground. He had nothing on his feet but simple wrappings and he could feel the sand in between his toes. It felt good. Nice. He had strange likes when it came to things touching his feet. He loved for his feet to be massaged or tickled, he liked the feeling of a feather roaming across his heel or soft carpet underneath his soles. Feeling things with his feet calmed him so well it was almost creepy. He wondered if all Kukinorite were like that about their feet, but he kept it to himself. It was kind of an awkward question to ask your clan-mates.

He  wasn't here to feel the sand beneath his toes though. He needed to train in order to get somewhat stronger. He had thought about training the clan's fighting style, made by their newest head Jazz Kukinorite "The Peerless Prodigy", but he didn't feel as if he was worthy of it yet. She was their best head yet in Aloise's opinion and he needed to be at his physical pique in order to be able to use her style. So here, he was going to increase his speed and his strength so that he didn't always have to rely on his skates. He reached down to his side and unlaced his skates from where he had placed them on his waist, setting them down in the sand. Today he wore training attire: shorts and a tight fit midriff shirt. He bore wraps on his hands and feet. He didn't look the cutest, but that wasn't the aim. He stretched, joints and limbs popping as he limbered up. He had his routine planned out. One hundred laps around the training field, then a short rest. One hundred push ups followed by another short rest, then rinse and repeat. It was going to be a fun day.

He didn't really start feeling the strain on his legs until the 50th lap. Kukinorite training did that to you. He pushed onwards and by the time he struck one hundred, he could feel a burning sensation lancing up and down his legs. It set his heart to beating and cleared his head a bit. He sat down and pulled the water-skin he brought from where it was strapped at his waist. He didn't even think people used water-skins anymore, but it was a better feel than a bottle slamming into your hips with each stride. He took a long drink of water and relaxed on a nearby bench. He slowly felt the burn die down to a dull throb in his legs and had to marvel at how fast he and his clan-mates could recover from the strain they put on their bodies on a day to day basis. The strain of flight was great, but the Kukinorite had perseverance. They were a bunch of tough motherfuckers, and they could take anything that was thrown at them in stride. And Aloise wanted to become just like that. Strong beyond words.

Once the pain was gone he got up and moved to perform his push-ups. This was a tad more strenuous, as he was using his arms an not his legs. Around his seventy fifth push up his arms began to shake heavily and he just barely broke one hundred. He took another rest, letting the pain of the work out wash over him. He flexed his fingers periodically to make sure he hadn't put them out of commission. His clan rarely needed their hands, but it wouldn't hurt for him to have full usage of his own. His skillset may consist of hand motions in the future and besides, he liked his fingers. His fingers were nice. After his arms stopped burning, he got up and started doing laps again. After completing the next set of laps, he took a rest before doing another set of push-ups. This continued for hours until there was a constant burning sensation lancing under his skin. He then took a longer rest, letting his muscles relax a bit until the burning reduced to a slight sting when he moved. He then nodded and stood, walking over to a dummy that had been set up in the yard in order for the trainees to practice hitting things. He walked up to it and raised his hands in a sort of combat pose. He punched the thing and it shook slightly, an improvement upon yesterday. It had barely moved an inch when he hit it then. In fact, he had walked away with a smarting hand from taking a swing or two at the dummy. He smirked and threw a few more jabs, striking the thing with all of his strength. He got so excited, carried away would be a better term, he took a step back before jumping up a bit and aiming a spinning kick at the target's "head". The wood made a creaking sound as it strained to stay upright and Aloise couldn't be happier. He was getting so much better!

He then decided to practice on a different dummy, this one a cylinder with branches rather than a humanoid. When one of the branches were hit, it would spin with the force in order to simulate an opponent making a counter attack. Aloise thought it was the perfect medium to practice his speed. He got into a similar pose he had before and struck out at the branch, sending the thing spinning. A branch came for his head and he ducked before throwing out an open palm, sending the thing spinning in the opposite direction. He struck, ducked, struck, blocked, and kept repeating a random combination of these until his body was a blur of motion. When he felt his breath coming more quickly, his arm shot out and he stopped the thing mid-spin. His breath came in pants and his pulse was quick but he couldn't help the feeling of accomplishment he felt. He was getting better. Stronger. Little by little he was forming himself into the perfect image of what a Kukinorite should be. With that in mind, he turned on his heel and grabbed his skates, deciding that was enough for today. He put on his skates and rode in the direction of home. He would be sore in the morning, but it was well worth it.

Word Count: 1062/1000

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Aloise woke up in the morning, stretching with a wide yawn and thinking about his agenda for today. He had... nothing planned surprisingly. His entire schedule was empty. Lilica was spending time "training" Udon, which probably entailed the Faunus simply feeding him and telling him how much of a cute noodle he was. He had some weird friends, but Lilica was the only one that was weird and didn't want to admit it. Mizu was off... somewhere. She spent most of her time training, recently. She said she was trying to perfect something and she would giggle and tell him not to worry about it whenever he would ask. That worried him a bit, despite her saying not to worry about it. He could possibly visit Kozai, but she seemed busy and their time together would always end up short with Aloise having to find something else to do for the rest of the day. Ben-sensei was only an option when he wanted to be found, which was hardly ever. He tried thinking more on what he could spend his day doing when Scylla, his pet Zamite, jumped onto his bed and cuddled up to him a bit forcefully. He pet her head and listened to her sounds of contentment as she curled up happily in his lap, soon drifting off into a light sleep. That was perfect. He guessed he would be spending his morning in bed, at least. He gently reach over to his bed-side drawer and pulled out a book he had been reading, flipping to the page where his bookmark lay:


Aloise gave a small smile at the page signifying the end of that chapter. He had enjoyed watching the evolution of Elijah and Derek's relationship very much. They had some trials and tribulations as their relationship was blossoming, with Derek being overprotective and Elijah being reckless, but they had worked everything out and were a rather cute couple when one got down to it. Aloise nodded and turned the page in order to continue reading.


Always being one for anticipation, Aloise closed the book with a bright smile and set it back on his bedside table. He had been reading for quite a bit and his legs were getting a little numb from the weight of his pet. He massaged her head gently, rousing her from her sleep. She leapt from her position and ran around in a circle in the middle of the room. That was Scylla for "I'm hungry!" Aloise chuckled at her and got up, putting on some slippers and moving out of his room. He had a rather small apartment. It was a one floor studio and he was rather comfortable within it. He didn't need much space anyway. He moved to his fridge and pulled out some beef for his little ravenous cuddle ball. He opened the plastic and pulled out the meat before walking over to her food bowl, placing it there. He walked over and grabbed a pitcher of water before walking back and filling her water bowl. The water was cold, like she like it. She dug into her meal happily and grew slightly as she ate. Aloise looked on with a fond smile before moving to his couch. He flopped down and closed his eyes for a moment, deciding that like his pet he would love a little nap.

He was awoken a little over an hour and a half later by Scylla nudging his hand with her head. He got up and stretched, feeling thoroughly rested and thoroughly bored. He decided that if he was going to do anything to pass the time, he might as well train. He got up and got dressed, deciding that being fully feminine was a bit of a hassle. He put on some a pair of pants that were loose around his hips, but had slits down the sides starting just below his buttocks. It saved his modesty but also allowed his legs free range of movement, something any Kukinorite would want from their clothing. He donned a form-fitting sleeveless top and put on his skates. Rolling to the door while Scylla trotted happily alongside him.

They got to the training area a few minutes later. There were few people around, as it was late in the afternoon, so Aloise chose a secluded area to practice in. He started with squats before moving onto sit ups. Scylla took up a spot on a bench as he did this, catching up on some more nap-time as her companion worked his body. Once Aloise was done with that, he called for his pet and she leapt up and bounded over to him happily. They began doing laps, Aloise skating around the area whilst Scylla ran happily alongside him. Aloise did two hundred laps without incident, though Scylla got bored around one hundred and fifty, so she went off to take another nap. She was still down when Aloise went over to the practice dummies in order to practice some kicks and other things. He began to hit the dummies more mechanically as he thought about how to make himself stronger. Mizu was obviously developing something, and Lilica was already pretty strong. He didn't want to lag behind, he couldn't. He decided that the Eight Gates were definitely the route to go. He had the alignment towards all things Physical. Why not make himself a specialist?

With that decided, he went over to his little pet and sat down next to her, taking a break. He had brought his water bottle with him, so he took as sip of that. It had been sitting next to Scylla as she slept, so it had chilled a bit. She was good for cooling things, if only a little bit. He sat there and just looked up at the "sky" for a few long moments. Here in Kohai, their sky was really just rock and ground, since the brunt of the village was buried beneath the earth's surface. It was fun to think about the wonders that can be achieved by shinobi when they aren't focused on war and killing one another. If everyone was brought together in the name of peace, many things could be accomplished no doubt. Unfortunately, there was very little in this world that could bring about true peace everywhere. He would simply have to take joy in the fact that his own village was peaceful and safe, and that he would be able to keep up this peace and safety when he reached the level of Sannin.

Deciding to leave the future and thoughts of peace for well... the future, Aloise stood and roused his little Zamite from her slumber. They stood, Scylla stretching her little body with a small yawn before walking alongside Aloise as he rolled home. When they got there, the Kukinorite made them a little dinner. He put on some ramen for himself whilst cooking a bit of chicken for Scylla. Once their meal was done, he set it in her bowl and began to dig into his own at the couch. Once they were finished with their meal they decided to call it a night. It was a bit early for them, but it was still within the evening hours so it wasn't out of the ordinary. Aloise changed into his pajamas and climbed into bed, Scylla curling up in her own little corner decked out with a bed and little decorations. Aloise loved her to death and spoiled her accordingly. The little Zamite snuggled up to her Uroktor plushie, no doubt thinking of her friend Udon as she did so. Aloise turned on his bedside lamp and pulled his book onto his lap happily, deciding to finish Elijah's epic tale before the night was through.

Word Count: 3075/3000

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