The small redheaded girl woke early that morning, wanting to get a head start on her training before her sensei arrived for their monthly training session. Yawning slightly, she stretched and ventured into the bathroom to take a quick shower so she would be refreshed and awake so her reaction times wouldn't suffer because of the early appointment. Wrapping her slender, but muscular body in a grey towel, she ran a brush through her hair before weaving it quickly into a long plait down her back.
After having brushed her teeth, Amy returned to her bedroom where she dressed in a set of fitted speed shorts and a matching tank, over which she pulled green padded armor to protect her legs, shoulders and chest. While just a few months before the armor set had made her small body seem even smaller, her toned legs, stomach and arms now filled out the armor nicely. Looking in the mirror that hung on her door she smiled a little, turning around to admire how much she had grown since starting the academy. She was still much shorter than most kids her age, she had quite a bit more muscle definition due to her rigorous training each month, as well as the work she did in her shop and the twice-a-week training she made sure to get in between work and classes at the academy.
Once again leaving her small bedroom, she moved very quietly across the house, taking extra care in front of the door to her father's study where three male voices spoke in hushed tones. Stopping at this door, she knocked lightly three times to alert her father and uncles that she was there before speaking politely through the door. "I'll be outside, Otosan, if you need me. I have training this morning." Her father simply said, "Alright," before returning to his monthly clan meeting that almost always fell on the same day as her training,. It was better this way, both members of the household could do their own things without getting in the other's way. Smiling a little, Amy sprinted the rest of the way to the kitchen to down a bit of breakfast before heading to the entry where she sat down on the small step to put her speed shoes on before heading outside and around to the side of the house where she had three rubber training dummies set up and a tall, slender basket that held a few blunted swords she used for training - all of them she had made so that they felt very similar to her own 'Ember Edge.'
Before pulling a blade from the basket, she did a few stretches and breathing exercises to warm up her muscles, as well as working with her chakra coil a bit. First, she focused her chakra into her feet so that she ran a few steps before jumping high into the air, doing a little flip, and coming down - not so gracefully - onto the head of the center dummy, wobbling just a little, she stuck her arms out to balance herself before hopping back down onto the grass with a tumble. She did this a few times before she could stick a landing square on the dummy's head. Smiling once she had achieved this, she began to work on the few ninjutsu she had learned.
Focusing her chakra again, she traded places with a chair on the porch, then traded back again, a wide grin now plastered on her face, her emerald green eyes sparkling in the early-morning sun. Her next, and newest ninjutsu technique was one she had only worked with a little bit, but she was getting quite good at it. Her grin turning into a mischievous little smirk as she knew her sensei would be arriving soon, she concentrated on Uzumoreu Toushin's appearance and formed a few simple sand-seals before her small body sprouted upward and outward, her hair lost its pigment and her irises changed from green to amber, the whites darkening to black. Even Uzu's scars were clear on her face, and her mischievous grin shrank into the small smirk that was all he could manage most of the time.
"Hehe!" The alto-toned voice sounded very strange coming from the mouth of the intimidating looking assassin, and Amy clapped her - no, Uzu's hand over her mouth before she coughed and tried to make her voice sound like her sensei's did. It was took a little work before she had the depth and mystery of his voice down, but she couldn't help but smirk as she looked at her reflection in the windows. It was a strange sight, seeing the daunting figure standing where a small girl with red hair should have been.
After having brushed her teeth, Amy returned to her bedroom where she dressed in a set of fitted speed shorts and a matching tank, over which she pulled green padded armor to protect her legs, shoulders and chest. While just a few months before the armor set had made her small body seem even smaller, her toned legs, stomach and arms now filled out the armor nicely. Looking in the mirror that hung on her door she smiled a little, turning around to admire how much she had grown since starting the academy. She was still much shorter than most kids her age, she had quite a bit more muscle definition due to her rigorous training each month, as well as the work she did in her shop and the twice-a-week training she made sure to get in between work and classes at the academy.
Once again leaving her small bedroom, she moved very quietly across the house, taking extra care in front of the door to her father's study where three male voices spoke in hushed tones. Stopping at this door, she knocked lightly three times to alert her father and uncles that she was there before speaking politely through the door. "I'll be outside, Otosan, if you need me. I have training this morning." Her father simply said, "Alright," before returning to his monthly clan meeting that almost always fell on the same day as her training,. It was better this way, both members of the household could do their own things without getting in the other's way. Smiling a little, Amy sprinted the rest of the way to the kitchen to down a bit of breakfast before heading to the entry where she sat down on the small step to put her speed shoes on before heading outside and around to the side of the house where she had three rubber training dummies set up and a tall, slender basket that held a few blunted swords she used for training - all of them she had made so that they felt very similar to her own 'Ember Edge.'
Before pulling a blade from the basket, she did a few stretches and breathing exercises to warm up her muscles, as well as working with her chakra coil a bit. First, she focused her chakra into her feet so that she ran a few steps before jumping high into the air, doing a little flip, and coming down - not so gracefully - onto the head of the center dummy, wobbling just a little, she stuck her arms out to balance herself before hopping back down onto the grass with a tumble. She did this a few times before she could stick a landing square on the dummy's head. Smiling once she had achieved this, she began to work on the few ninjutsu she had learned.
Focusing her chakra again, she traded places with a chair on the porch, then traded back again, a wide grin now plastered on her face, her emerald green eyes sparkling in the early-morning sun. Her next, and newest ninjutsu technique was one she had only worked with a little bit, but she was getting quite good at it. Her grin turning into a mischievous little smirk as she knew her sensei would be arriving soon, she concentrated on Uzumoreu Toushin's appearance and formed a few simple sand-seals before her small body sprouted upward and outward, her hair lost its pigment and her irises changed from green to amber, the whites darkening to black. Even Uzu's scars were clear on her face, and her mischievous grin shrank into the small smirk that was all he could manage most of the time.
"Hehe!" The alto-toned voice sounded very strange coming from the mouth of the intimidating looking assassin, and Amy clapped her - no, Uzu's hand over her mouth before she coughed and tried to make her voice sound like her sensei's did. It was took a little work before she had the depth and mystery of his voice down, but she couldn't help but smirk as she looked at her reflection in the windows. It was a strange sight, seeing the daunting figure standing where a small girl with red hair should have been.
