Flying Training:
Frankie was walking through the wastelands, it was just a giant clearing of rocks full of nothing except the echoe of one's steps. He continued to walk forward and with every step came a * pat * sound, he eventually made it to the heart of the wastelands just where he wanted to be for this training. It had been awhile since he had flew through the air and he felt like he had fergot how and it was pretty pathetic if you think about it, this made him angry and eager to learn how to fly again. He clinched his fists and raised one of them, pointing it in to the sky and then he jumped..... and then he came back down with out even begining to soar...... It was an epic fail. This time Frankie got a bit more serious and clinched his hands again and grinded his teeth, pushing ki out through his large size 13 feet he jumped in to the air and then took flight. He flew through the wastelands and coming back down to destroy small boulders when he felt like it. As he continued to fly he remember just flying wasn't enough he had to know how to float as well, making a full stop he began to go down back to the ground. As he did Frankie pushed more ki in to it and he began to float. He smirked as he was feeling PWNfull, he goes back to the ground as he had done this succesfully.