Snippet #8364

Hyugan approached, and asked for a spar. What luck.

"I would love to. I haven't beat anyone up in a while anyway," Deacon said, stretching and standing up. He needed to fight this man and win. Ever if it was just a spar, it would be important to everything Deacon had in his mind. Plans were a fickle thing.

"Don't worry, I'm sure it'll be a good match. You might even win. I--" Deacon moved his eyes up, to look up without moving his head, and saw two orbs of water falling towards himself and Hyugan. Childish tricks would be nothing for him. Children were the bane of his existence, they had no respect!

Deacon jumped into the air to line up with the orbs and stretched out his hand. His fingers aligned, and straightened. In a flash he began stabing quickly in rapid motions, turning the orbs into four, then eight, and so on, until they were nothing but drops of water. He began to fall with the water, he clapped his hands together loudly in one motion, and the force of the wind escaping from the spacebetween his palms shot outwards, hitting the water droplets forcefully and knocking them backwards. Deacon landed easily as the water droplets fire towards a wall. They hit like bullets, and put several hundred dents in the wall.

"I hate kids sometimes. Hyugan, let us spar."

Deacon nodded and began to walk to the training grounds.