| [Jan. 6th, 2009|09:03 pm] |
"Do I look okay?" Ryouma demanded crossly. "A month ago I could do five sets of five. I barely finished the third set this time. Hell, Kakashi could probably do better than that." He tipped his head back, eyeing the boy. "You could probably do better than that, if you worked at it." Baggy sweater and jeans concealed a lot more than the ANBU uniform did, but the kid was presumably here for a reason.
Most ANBU seemed to consider strength training less important than speed or agility. Ryouma wasn't sure yet if that was because they thought it was more important for Konoha's spooks to be swift and sneaky, or if they'd never yet experienced the soul-satisfying joy of punching someone and making it count. |
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