Sergio
Oden brings himself back up to bear as she rolls away after the strike. It's a spar - and to Oden that means you don't attack a friend whose on the ground. Some folks might not have those rules, but it's not like they were practicing hellish survival training here - they're working on their close quarters practice. As she gets up, Oden's features soften a little bit.

"Everything's fair in a fight like this! Bring it on, Hikari!" He *Probably* Wouldn't have taken his own face off, but that's for him to keep to himself as she rushes forward. Rather than bringing his sword down to counter the blow, Oden shifts his weight aaannd. . . The rest is history.

The pair continue to train for a few hours, their chakra fed endurance allowing this level of combat to continue for that amount of time before strain can be felt. With food and drink to be had, it's more of a question of time and when daylight starts to peter out outside those dojo windows. 

One thing is certain though - many, *Many* Bruises were had this day.
Jessica
Regardless, the boy was there to practice Steam - his elemental Kekkei Genkai, the one thing he had inherited from his deadbeat dad. He'd developed a simple, but, at least he hoped, powerful application of the element. It consisted in him shooting out a constant beam of steam, that heavily burned and pushed a target away. Its higher rank meant it took him a moment to perform the sequence of hand seals, but his control and pool were reliable enough to easily withstand performing this sort of thing for a while without suffering much consequences.

And so he began going through the hand seals, concentrating chakra in his throat tenketsu. He hadn't quite dominated molding chakra into its steam nature - the pressurized feeling, the instability of it and yet at the same time the ease to shape it. It was truly the combination of water and fire. 

After a moment he managed to form a decent enough amount of steam, which he promptly expelled it out of his mouth. Except it held none of the pressure it was supposed to and just kind of flowed out, dispersing in the air. It seemed pure steam wasn't going to cut it, he'd need to give it more shape - maybe focus on more on its pressurized nature, to the point where he couldn't quite even hold it in.

He gave that idea a shot, attempting to alter slightly the way he molded the chakra in his mouth before actually shooting it out. It took him a while as per usual considering his chakra flow. But after a few moments, he could hardly contain the steam in his mouth, he felt like a kettle sizzling on the stove. He held on for a moment, before opening his lips and letting the steam loose. It had a decent effect, as the element powerfully shot out of his mouth. Except the "Beam" Was thin and when Rieki lifted a hand up it, it didn't feel hot at all.

As he stopped expelling steam from his mouth, he smelled food approaching and took a few steps to the left. A genin carrying a large amount of meat passed by. They locked eyes and the other boy waved with a goofy smile, while Rieki simply stared coldly at him, wanting the glutton to go away. The intruding genin seemed to get the message and left with a rather disappointed expression. The Tsuneni boy was not one to care about making friendships. He knew the value of working together, but he also knew how one could grow alone. So he didn't think he needed any help now, not when he was keeping this ability a secret.

When the other boy was gone, Rieki returned to his training, molding the chakra into his throat once again. He kept up the idea of focusing on its pressurized nature, while attempting to sacrifice as little of its burning capacity as he could. By the time he unleashed the makeshift geyser from his mouth, it felt a lot hotter than before, but the technique dissipated before reaching the ideal size.

He wondered if it simply wasn't possible to get the best of both worlds, pressure and heat. But he shook away the thought - it had to, this was an elemental kekkei genkai after all, they were feared for their power! Sadly the boy had been unable to find many scrolls on steam, most topics he found on it were about trains, and who cared about trains ~~sad Kagayaki noises~~. So he had to come up with his own techniques and learn about the element himself. It was hard work, but it'd pay off.

Convinced once again of the power of this ability, he once again went through the hand seals of the technique, his mouth filling up with steam before shooting it out of her mouth. Like before the range wasn't quite what Rieki envisioned. He went about training the technique for a few more hours, he struggled with balance, it was either not powerful enough or not big enough. "It's all about finding the perfect point..." Rieki didn't often talk to himself, except in moments of struggle. He powered through, continuing with his practice, switching between different degrees of heat, pressure and range until he finally reached a point he was happy with. 

He took a deep breath, even if his control and pool could handle the strain he was currently placing on them it didn't make it any easier to use such straining techniques in a row. Still, he resisted and kept practicing until he perfected the technique. In the process of doing so, the size of the beam went from a fist to its maximum size of half a meter, something that made Rieki very happy.

When he finally arrived at a good point, he stood up straight again and nodded at the lake. There was a thin sheen of sweat rolling down his face and the sky was now pretty dark, he'd gotten so focused on it that he barely noticed it. Using the lights of the city, he guided himself back home. His mother would still be working he was sure, focused on it as she was, so he'd have to make dinner for both of them, not that he minded anyway...
Brandi
Hayase approached the training grounds while still tying up her white hair, neatly separating it into twin buns. Immediately afterwards, she took her Wakizashi from the strap of her back and placed it to the side of the small clearing that was made for genin and chunin alike. The weight would be a hinderance to what she was wanting to practice today, which was definitely a topic that was taboo to her. Hayase hated focusing on the physical aspects of her body if it had nothing to do with her sword, and would much rather stay studying ninjutsu and techniques that pertained to her skillset. But, if she wanted to succeed, she *Had* To get out of her comfort zone. 

However, practicing by herself was a struggle. As much as she hated approaching others, the 'Hozuki' knew that dodging an unmoving target was an impossible way to improve her speed. She needed something to give her a struggle. So, Hayase began to actively look around for a willing training partner.