Don't Sweat the Technique

::Kiss walked along a busy Depths sidewalk with a cardboard box under her arm until she came to clearing next to a statue of what appeared to be the Kage...one of them at least. The plaque beneath it read "Rozalyn Han. The Infernal Megami". Kiss raised an eyebrow and turned away placing her unfolded cardboard box in front of the statue. She stretched a bit and flicked on her stereo to a random song::
Yossshhhhiiii!!!::She jumped up and down cracking her neck and loosening her joints::

::Kiss dove toward the cardboard like at cat after a ball of string, landing on the palms of her hands her legs followed through the air as she rotated her hips, rolling onto her back and pushing of the make shift mat so that the upper half of her body would follow the momentum. Keeping her legs in the air and her back on the ground she rolled in clockwise motion. Before you knew it...::
"Windmill!"::The winds began to pick up as the breeze suddenly shifted away from Kiss::

::After a couple rotations, Kiss noticed she was getting enough power in her rotation. She popped off her back and landed on her feet.::
"Ehhhh? Whats the problem."::She thought to herself for a moment until an idea lit up her face::
"Maybe thats it..."::Kiss started again, this time tucking in her arms so that her centripetal force would be greater resulting in a stronger rotation.::
"Windmill!"::The winds picked up for a second time. They whipped around Kiss kicking random crap into the air even cracking tree limbs, but it still wasn't the power she was looking for.::

::Kiss stopped her windmill mid-rotation going directly into a baby freeze. She blasted a gust of wind from her foot at the nearby tree, breaking it in two. Thats when she realized it...::
"My shoes!"::Righting herself, Kiss took off her Adidas and put on her Pumas::
"That should be better."::She did a quick Butterfly kick, blasting air in a few different directions, landed on her shoulders allowing her to roll into the movement that created the Windmill. The crushing force of the wind uprooted the rest of the tree that remained off to the side.::
"Sick."::She rolled backwards off her shoulders and headsprang onto her feet into a top rock::
"It'd be cool if someone could help me train..."

"Well, anyway..."::Kiss looked to the clouds as she began to speculate on how she could possibly make wind her own. It still seemed kind of foreign to her. She needed something else... She entered her windmill in a clock wise motion. Popping on to her hand, she began to hop between rotations. It seemed nothing more than a stylized swipe, but in actuality, Kiss was actually trying to manipulate the earth with her palm.::
"Come on damn it.."::She huffed::

(cool theme)