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 Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:48 pm
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Next, he decided to try the one he really wanted to learn. Concentrating, he examined the scroll, then attempted to perform the jutsu. His skin rippled and shifted, invisible thread moving underneath, but they failed to emerge. Annoyed, he stopped trying and took a breath.
1/4
Next, he tried to envision them bursting out of him with great force. The threads rippled and moved once more, and a few small tendrils came out, but the large eruption of thread that he wished for did not occur. Sad, he stopped trying once more, and studied the diagram on his scroll.
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Deciding to take a different approach, he calmly envisioned the instrument he wanted. The threads slowly and carefully emerged, but suddenly spazzed, and when he opened his eyes he was left with a large jumble in front of him. It took him a while to sort it out, but eventually he did.
3/4
Feeling like he'd gotten the hang of it, he envisioned a bright, shiny flute, and let the shape take form. The threads shifted, and when Ranson opened his eyes he found himself holding a nice flute, with a few threads leading into his hands. Smiling, he played a few notes, nodded at the quality, then let it go and decided to find some of the music he liked.
4/4 Jiongu no Hakkei
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 8:13 pm
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Finding one he liked, Ranson sighed. It was a choral piece... but for him, he would do it. Concentrating, he began by releasing the mouths underneath his skin. As they yawned opened, he made sure that there was no one watching him. He would only do this for that one person.
1/3
Nodding, he studied the music carefully. He wanted to get this pitch perfect, and if he messed up he would feel the utmost shame. Tapping out the beat on his leg, he began to sing, memorizing the song as he went. It was a nice piece, and would be somewhat useful.
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There. Now that he had it, he let himself go. Singing the song, he could feel or see nothing else, engulfed in his own music. Once he reached the end, he sighed, content, then put away that particular piece. He wanted to try one more thing before he showed his lord.
3/3 Canon in D Minor
First, he began by releasing the mouths once more. For the moment, he would put up with having to sing to use his strengths, but he yearned for the day when he could do what he really wanted to do, which was playing his lovely music for the screams of his enemy.
1/4
Nodding, he looked at the diagram. It seemed simple enough, albeit a bit confusing, but he was sure he could manage it. He practiced the stepping bit, making sure to carefully get the timing and beat down right. It was tricky, but he began to get the hang of it.
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Now, he thought, as he half-stepped backwards, I'll have to sing. Concentraing, he began singing the song he just learned, gently carrying the melody as he stepped. The clone formed, but no sound came out. Puzzled, Ranson stopped and canceled the jutsu. Hmm...
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Ah! He had misread the diagram. Opening the mouths, he concentrated and sang, stepping around and creating several clones. Once finished, he sang along with himself until the piece ended and the clones faded. Nodding, he packed up and left for the office.
4/4 Kokoronokinsen no Odoru
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 5:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 9:23 pm
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 [Nikon Weiss]♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦___________________________________
Genin ll Medical-Class ll 250
» [[Shindan: Diagnosis ]]
Nikon sat over a table with a basic scroll bearing it's naked information from across the clean surface. Honestly, it took him about twenty minutes to get to this seating point after all the cleaning, scrubbing and disinfecting he has done. The chemically mutilated desk surface was of heaven to him, allowing him to resume his work. Right now, he would be learning a nifty little trick. The technique of diagnosing a patient.
With a dummy over his table, he began accumulating chakra to covet his palms as they probed around. He did this to get a feel for the anatomy of his then-be patient. He continued this practice for about a lengthy hour before retiring to his next study. At this time he now had a better reactant to the dummy. Within it's inorganic cortexes he detected internal tears and moldy string threads. His hands then palpated the upper regions of the dummy.
At his discovery, he nearly belched out sixteen different synomyms adding to his disgust. So suddenly, it was OK for people to hide food inside skin-rack dolls? Pinching his nose, he rid the dummy by returning it to storage. He cut off the chakra circulation in his hands as the technique was completed. It took much longer than I had imagined.
[[Technique Completed]]
» [[Kiyomaru Cleanse]]
Nikon found time to add in an extra technique... A technique especially suited for his taste. He unraveled his hands to reveal the paleness of his skin, glowing in it's ambient shade now that chakra has covered it. The strain on his face would favor one end of his lips as they pursed in it's focus to peel away bacteria. It was hard to tell with his hands being fairly soaped all night and day. To test this, he applied some latex and waited to see if his chakra would remove the substance.
Splotches of them receded and eventually disappeared until he had the full lunar waxing of his palms again. The makeover had left his skin with a tingling sensation. Almost as if they were burned with coldness and hotness sponging out his pores. He attempted again with heavier substance and slight dust. Again, he was successful. His breath even smelled less of alcohol and his sleeves were even cleaner. The completion of this technique led him with a much brighter tomorrow.
[[Technique Completed]]
» [[Tekishutsu : Extraction]]
Nikon had his hands carefully placed around the wounded area of where a foreign piece was embedded in the flesh a flesh-like material. It was just a nail driven within a handful of fabrics but the material itself was special in it's way of mocking an mammalian outer skin. His chakra dripped from his fingers and draped along the edges of the twisted nail. His chakra carved into the chiseled lines of the nails before it was starting to shake. He could not afford to have it tremble so much otherwise it would further hurt the patient. Nikon was remarkably patient for things like this so his frustration level was fine.
Very gently and precisely timed, he continued to swirl the nail in it's opposite direction of where it was placed before successfully extracting it. It was noted that he had to cut a few fiber pieces but other than that, the case was fairly well done. He repeated this practice with another swatch of fabric and a different piercing tool until eventually, the small projectile weapons. Again, he was renounced successful. He took it upon his nature to clean the area before setting out to gather different materials from completing this technique.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 11:06 am
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[Nikon Weiss]♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦___________________________________
Genin ll Medical-Class ll 250
» [[Kage Honnui : Shadow Stitching]]
[1/2] Nikon looked over his practice victim for today. A doll all mangled and ripped thanks to some savage dog. Of course before he would touch it, he cleansed the thing, then wore latex gloves that snapped on tight in spot. He shuddered, as if the mingling scent of the dog's saliva remained all around. Now he was not going to start on the actual doll yet. He twisted his body over to the a few rolls of fabric, and rougher leather in his small workspace on table. His hands were concentrating on threading out a good string of chakra. If he extended it too quickly, the shape and quality of it would deteriorate. He had to match all ratios if the string were to be durable.
[2/2] For Nikon, this practice took him less than two hours. He pursed his lips while trying to wiggle the thread inbetween the seams. Frosted blue eyes focused so intently over the jumpin leaps inbetween his stitching. His two instruments of finger motion aligned and folded the texture each time the threading stuck. Once he was done, he gently tugged at both sides of the seams. Then he gradually pulled harder. The mental note taking in his mind was proving to be useful because now he knew when to thicken the lines. A sudden ringing alarm brought him out of his focus. Three minutes, and the laces had snapped. Oh well, at least he knew where to go from there. With every other material finished, he moved onto rougher ones, and spooled out more threads with his chakra from there. Finally he came to the doll. His hands moved fairly around the tattered pieces and stitched where his fingers would trail. To test his completion, Nikon then started to tug at it. A total of five minutes had passed since fixing it. He merely stood up, cleaned the station, and set the doll into the nearest trashbin before leaving.
[[Exits to the white leaves]]
[Technique Completed]
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 5:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 5:27 pm
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[Nikon Weiss]♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦___________________________________
Genin ll Medical-Class ll CP: 220 - 20 = 200
» After stomping on his smoke stick, he entered the academy. The reeking scent was already taken care of with his cleanse technique and a usual he was impressed with it's basic results. He looked up on a couple of a shelves to search for a scroll and pencil that he needed. As he walked, he noticed something slightly out of place. His feet rewinded back to where he saw such hideousness. Nikon deeply sighed and squatted down to the row's level. His hands were courteously organizing the books. Then it occurred to him, how cleaner they would look if they were also in their own series and codex plates. Also numerically ordered, to check out it's references, or perhaps by last name? No, this wasn't a library. He had reluctantly given up once he saw the line of people behind him, looking positively tired of waiting. He rudely stood up and ventured away to a secluded area.
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Mission: Learn a New Jutsu! Rank D ll Chiyute No Jutsu: Karui (Healing Hands Technique: Minor) Rank: C
[1/3]
Nikon stood over a semi-lacered fish summoned from the scroll's prequisite means of dealing. He held out both his hands and allowed them to converge over and ontop of each other. He took in a steady breath and began to circulate as much chakra he could manage into a spherical form. He could almost visualize it with his eyes closed. Waves of each chanels opening up in certain areas of his body. He could see his hands illuminating with chakra. He could see it dripping into a small upside down below his palms. But unfortunately, it was far too early to grin at his now mishapen dome.
[2/3]
His position hadn't moved since the previous hour. And all that to concentrate on his chakra to form into a ball. The fish below his hands wasn't going to swim anywhere. His brows twitched with impatience. Another hour was going to slip away if he doesn't do something to stabilize his chakra soon. In his mind, he began to visualize a star. One he could draw with an imaginative stylus, or at least in this case, help ease his disposition. He released his chakra, dispersing it almost immediately. Gritting his teeth, he tried again. His palms illuminated the same pale shade of blue before the light phased into a spinning oval. It was barely close to slipping into the fish but it was near the circle-shape he desired. Nikon briefly closed his eyes, calming himself. He started gathering as much focus as he could into that one shape. His still hands did everything they could to retain that form and dexterity. At last, he gently pushed it into the fish.
[3/3]
"..Amazing.." He murmured, while his hands still contained the circle, but this time over the hemorraghing fish. He could see it's visible cuts thin out into lighter streaks. It was a sign of the technique to be working. He maintained at this for the next forty five minutes. He kept thinking that the pace wasn't good enough even though he did a fairly good job of keeping the form of the spherical chakra. He could almost imagine how well his chakra would respond to it's shallow wounds. Nikon was lost too deep in his imagination, steadily losing his focus..
Suddenly, a thick laceration sprouted to the left. His face steadily drew a frown, now knowing his mistake of losing focus. He continued with what he was doing, this time, allowing nothing else to distract him. Suddenly, after seven minutes, the fish started flapping about. The face of Nikon would have been ecstatic if the tail of the fish hadn't met it first. Muted with revulsion, he quickly canceled the summon and headed for the showers. His face would smell of the fish for days if it wasn't done.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 2:15 pm
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[Nikon Weiss]♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦:�: ♦♦♦♦♦___________________________________
Genin ll Medical-Class ll CP: 250 ll AC: 150 ll
» [[Summon Medical Tools Rank C]]
[1/3]
"What a useful technique." He whispered, blinking repeatedly over the summoning scroll. He raised his thumb, nicking the flesh with the edged side to his teeth before spilling it's blood across the scroll. He waited for the set of tools to appear. Nikon patiently waited with dull patience. "Could it be, I missed an instruction? Impossible.." He sighed, rubbing inbetween his temples to lessen the pain. He tried again, though this time more reluctant to nick his thumb again.
[2/3]
"And just how exactly did a dirty tool end up in my sight?" He growled, neatly picking up the ragged looking scalpel by the end with napkins as he then tossed it into the nearest bin. How disgusting! Perhaps he should work with his mind on how to summon the correct technique. In the next half hour, he managed to summon a very plain looking mortar. But where was the Pestle?
[3/3]
Nikon splayed his blood for the final time, concentrating on what tools he desired the most. At the moment, he was thinking of the same Mortar but with the pestle. The familiar smoke and 'poof' sounded in front of him as a perfectly neat mortar and pestle settled on the table. He sighed, sitting back onto a nearby chair to contemplate his cryptic feelings over what to do AFTER this. |
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 8:11 pm
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 Matsu Hyuuga
------- || Taijutsu || Hyuuga || Yukigakure
Matsu made his way into the Academy and set a snowy foot just past it's front door. It was much warmer inside and the sound of classes being held could be heard down the hall ahead of him. Matsu looked around and found a desk that wold hold someone to direct visitors in the right direction but there was no one behind the desk. Instead of waiting, Matsu continued to look around. He remembered that he was not wearing his Snow village headband but something he did remember was that he was a Snow village shinobi. Matsu found the Academy upstairs with the use of his still active Byakugan. As he made his way up teh stairs, Matsu could see the Academy students in class doing classwork and the sensei peaceful at his desk. He wished to be able to remember what it was like for him in those days. When he reached the second floor, Matsu could also see someone training in summonings. He quickly went in through a set of doors that led to the library of scrolls. There, countless scrolls sat divided in sections by their subject and their intensity by Rank.
Matsu walked past the Elemental Justu scrolls and arrived to the Taijutsu section of the library. The library was a long hallway with shelves placed on each wall although the walls reached high up to the ceiling. It was up there that Matsu had to go to retrieve what he wanted. Matsu looked around for a ladder and saw none. So, he then began to gather chakra to his legs as he kept watch for someone else. Suddenly, he stepped up onto the shelf and began to quickly jog up it's face, being sure to keep his balance. Sure glad I remember how to do this. Matsu the brought forth his bag and began to stuff it full of Sazanami scrolls, a scroll for Mirror Image and another for the Hachimon styles. With those in hand, Matsu closed the bag that also held his muddy boots and pants. Returning the bag to his back, Matsu then stepped back down to the ground, unseen.
Leaving the narrow library, Matsu then made his way back down the stairs. He could see that no one was around and continued to the Dojo on the far side of the village nearly at the Docks. It was then that he remembered being told by Rikuto that it was ta the Dojo snow field that he had been found. Maybe I'll find something about me there... Matsu was optimistic as he began to jog to the snow field in order to warm up.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 7:35 am
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 Chisato Ekiguchi __________
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Genjutsu Training
>Kumo Bunshin no Jutsu (Cloud Clone Technique)
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Chisato was sure she'd have trouble with the first jutsu as she'd enter the ice covered academy and she'd been directed to an open floor for her to practice in. though she'd wanted to try it alone the Genjutsu alone. She'd been interested in playing with confusing her opponents understanding of her Cloning abilities. He primary would be this technique in confusing someone of the typical or possibly most easily identifiable clone she'd might practice due to it's proclivity towards her own chakra natures. Kumo Bunshin no Jutsu was the practice of creating a cloud based clone illusion that didn't break or disperse on contact but rather split and fused it's self back together. Making it seem as if it were a more resilient clone rather than a obvious clone. Chisato was delighted to started and as she'd prepare as always stretching her hands and arms making herself limber to perform the hand signs she'd wait for the dummy she'd be practicing on. given that genjutsu was something that required something of a mind that had flowing chakra trough it to work. She'd need a medical dummy that by all means were made to be not to fa off from a human body in terms of chakra and some other functions for their practice.
Once she'd had the dummy put in place she'd widen her eyes and have her mind pull her target into focus as her mind and chakra would both come to a focus in her hands and her head. Quickly bringing one of her hands up she'd perform the hand signs with one hand, to which her motion was perfect but her performance of the signs had been slightly sloppy for her first attempt and by the visual disruption of the lines that revealed the chakra flow in the dummy she'd been practicing on was being affected by her jutsu and the teacher or better said proctor would supervise by seeing the effect the Dummy's small chakra pool had reacted from the resulting jutsu. IT was a safe way to practice but Chisato wasn't very happy with this~...impersonal touch. The dummy might off been infused with chakra to make it something like a human but it didn't need to breath it didn't have all the senses of a person but rather in the way the chakra moved one could assume some sense of sentience to it. The proctor on the other hand was full flesh and blood and was fairly more than capable of breaking the jutsu if need be.
Following her first attempt with another swiftly bringing forth her dominant hand and performing the the hand signs she'd glare at the proctor as she'd sent the clone to meet him from behind as she'd rush to meet him head on and tap him lightly on his cheek giving him a blank glazed over stare that she'd cut the tension of with a slight smirk replying, "Tell me what you see sir." He wasn't sure if it was fear ot just awkwardness but the feeling of her being as close as she was made it feel...out of place to interact with her like this...well to close to him. he'd fix his composure as he'd watch the clone com about to his front and Chisato knowingly working in tandem with what he'd wished to project would work a twin routine on the proctor playing and spinning about the clone and further passing trough it in jest of murder wither fist trough her stomach and throat. Once the jutsu was done Chisato would lay on the floor pretending to be dead as she'd switched with the clone and had it's intangible hand pass trough her neck and her being the victim in this instance she'd fooled the proctor in the switch. giggling s she'd see him sweat a little from her morbid sense of humor she'd stand up and bow as she'd request further help in practicing her jutsu. Simply saying, " Wouldn't it be troublesome if I didn't see real emotional reactions to this?...I'd like your help" not letting something like a twisted sense of humor shake him up too much when it came to a little Genin the proctor would go on to allow Chisato to continue practicing her Genjutsu on him, well for as long as he could take it with out getting a bit freaked about by her. [Training complete]
>Itsuwari Doton Bunshin no Jutsu (Fiction Earth Clone Technique)
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The next jutsu was a falsehood of Doton Bunshin. All the same this jutsu was actually much easier to perform than the last since she'd been familiar with some of the hand signs that complemented a simpler Bushin than that, but it had been a little more complicated than that. All the same Chisato would creepily have her fingers dance on her side as she'd have her eyes glaze over her opponent as she'd smirk as she'd bring her hands to the front as she'd quickly sprint trough the sings in their short run given the low level of the jutsu and she'd have the ground seemingly crack and upheaval as a clone would spring forth and form into something more and more real. It was a easy enough jutsu for her as she'd stretch and look carefully as to how well her imposed vision of the clone was. he''d seen it, she could tell he'd seen it but to how well he'd react to it she'd again dash about back and forth to confuse him and all the while in this mix she'd performed a "shell trick" taking one hand to perform the academy neutral clone technique to further hide the Genjutsu clone as she'd have it sneak up to his side of the proctor as he'd be puzzled when the clone she'd made secondly would give her a boost to flip into the air and slightly catch her. It wasn't a big shock but his marks for her inventive ability were high as he'd wave to her to move on with the Jutsu she'd listed she wanted help with. coming as close to a pout as her mostly expressionless demeanor made for Chisato would rustle her scarf about her cheek and think hard about the next jutsu as it was more directly hitting a single sense. [Training Complete]
>Shihouhapou (All Directions)
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Chisato had a specific need to be able to fool peoples sense of sound further as well as their sight and touch. The jutsu was made to keep her opponent guessing and further extended her time to properly gain advantage over them when fighting. though she'd have to learn to properly pull punches, being a Genjutsu and fairly Taijutsu rounded ninja she'd found it fair to say that her skills would have to grasp at something of a fine line between what Genjutsu played into her techniques. Her style was still undefined but between her Taijutsu, Genjutsu and the variety of Ninjutsu she'd divided herself into she'd understood that finding the right concoction was one of the most important things she'd have to do as a growing nin. Though the flip side of it was the sheer ability to do a little of all the main Jutsu styles. The all direction sound technique was best coupled with clones such as she'd just learned and for this purpose of practice didn't dispel would hide her hand by walking at angle from the proctor and by making sure he'd wasn't able to notice her hand Chisato would complete the Jutsu and seemingly say one word as the sound of more and more clones would rise as she'd circle the proctor faster and faster to keep the illusion up. Using her chakra a she was She'd been called by the proctor to notice the amount she'd used. Two level E's and one D, meaning she'd gone trough at least a fair small chunk of her chakra, or something equivalent to using a rank C move. It wasn't enough to exhaust her completely but She'd have to be ready for the heavier lifting of more difficult Jutsu as she'd go down the line. [Training complete]
>Okuyuki Katawa (Depth Distortion)
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The next jutsu was more like her made to effect the eyes depth perception and allow her the ability to have her opponent misjudge the range of objects in their subjective view. Best with projectiles but possible with people as well having a opponent misjudge their own projectiles and the distance they might need to travel or move to properly make contact with a subject they are viewing. It lent it's self well to those who didn't like long range and or close range fighters with deadly accuracy. Chi would again move to the starting position across from the proctor/test dummy for her Genjutsu so far, given the light nature of what she'd done thus far it wasn't much for him to continue with her though she did come off as weird in the beginning Chisato seemed to be behaving despite the rumors and words said about...her rare personality. Choosing to do this with both hands her speed seemed slightly more brisk than usual as she'd finish Chi would reach into her sleeve and throw one if her needles right into the proctor neck. he'd not notice this small object in it's narrow visibility and the effect she'd had on his vision. breaking into a sprint and having him throw Kunai at her to see how well she can use the effect on his eyes to her advantage Chisato would roll flip and dart past the several Kunai the proctor had on person to test her use of the jutsu. Reaching him as a goal point Chisato would end but reaching for his neck as the jutsu would end and he'd see the slightly blood trickling of the tip of the needle as she'd pull it from his neck...he was shaken but not beat but she was left alone for a bit as her proctor would tend to his neck as he'd honestly not noticed her quick use of the needle while in the Genjutsu. All the same she'd passed the training for the jutsu.
[Training Complete]
>Chiru no jutsu (Chill technique)
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The last Technique was a D class that had it's uses for Chisato. She'd wanted vehemently to be something of a fearsome figure to her foes, and true to the shinobi world not everyone will feel fear naturally just due to the character they may have, and in essence this jutsu was greatly strong for sheer psychic ability to gain an edge to add caution out doubt in the actions of her opponents' She wasn't sure if her proctor would come back and truly wasn't too concerned if he did or not. it would be all the same if anyone cam back for her to practice on, but Chi was engrossed in the specific hand signs to perform this jutsu. It was simple enough, or at least no worse than the Jutsu she'd started herself with, but this one had more...importance to her really. It couldn't be said clearly with out giving way to something of her nature.
Looking up and off towards where her proctor had slunk off to Chi would notice him coming back with a simple bandage and what distress he'd held erased from his expression. Chisato wasn't one to ask him as to what type of pep talk he'd received to put him back on his game, but it was clear that the nature of Chisato's novice status and her prowess for so easily stabbing someone wasn't the easiest thing to see in a girl as, well cute as she'd seemed from a fair distance. Still as her proctor he'd come back to finish with her selected Jutsu of choice. Standing ready he knew what the last bit was. The chill technique was something quite fearsome in it's fairly well placed belonging with Yukigakura's snowy environment. Chisato would once agin draw her dominant right hand before her between her chest and chin and would perform the jutsu's signs before anyone really could call all of the signs. She'd finish by persisting to stare at her proctor same as before.
Yet...this time the fear that washed over him from not only the chill the ran up his spine but the realization he'd had been somewhere deep cautious and truly slightly fearful of her made his resolve shake slightly as she'd come closer and closer to him as if he'd been playing a game of courage as the small girl had made her approach slowly and fluid in the stability of her motion she wasn't moving as flighty as she'd been before. This motion had a breath of intent. It wasn't like she'd do anything further to him but just pass him by placing her hand to the side of his cheek smirking towards him as they'd thought her so many years ago to protect herself from retaliation. True to the Genjutsu Chisato had made him feel fear but fear could be a double edged blade as people fight more frantically and allies might turn on her because of their fear of her character. To protect herself from her own nature she'd come into her own with using smiling and kind gesture of skin ship to diffuse the hostility that might be released on her. Her minor Genjutsu were all in total complete in her training set.
[Training completed]
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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 7:41 pm
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Zain Caden Hakemoto
◊Crazy Samurai Ⅻ Lazy Jounin Ⅻ Snow Monk Ⅻ Calm Wind Currents Ⅻ Perfect Waves◊
A man laid on the roof of the builde, his purple robe would of made anyone think he was a monk, which he is. Zain slept happily on the roof, half asleep and half awake because he was deciding if he should get more sake or do some sword training. "I've almost finished that style...then I can continue with the other style I found..." He didn't look to different from a year ago, still messy hair except with slight side bangs that looked messy also. He had almost passed growing a slight beard but then it drove him nuts with brushing that also so he shaved and tried again. He sighed, blowing air out of his mouth to see he own breath. The snow fell lightly on him but he didn't care.[1/6]
He sat up, a big cloud of snow poofed up when he rose to his feet and jumped down. "Dry snow..." He shook snow off him and walked to a tree to use as cover from the snow. He yawned big and looked at a scroll he had. "Gotta do two things before I can go to the final stage..." He thought sadely, being a lazy Jounin of the village, the girl named Riku had skipped right past him into advisor status. "Thank heavens...she can do the work for sure!" He laughed at his thoughts and took out his blade.[2/6]
This techinque was perfect for his chakra, a suiton and fuuton based chakra could create the beautiful refelcting pillar. "Not useful to attack with unless I'm doing counter-attacking." He unclipped the blade and it split into two. He almost missed the Hatake, Kaito. But with a new year there came new genin and for some reason he sensed they were gonna be interesting this year. He turned the blade to face forward instead of their usual backwards. This was gonna be simple as pie.[3/6]
He breathed in deeply, sucking in nice, dry, cold air. Releasing it slowely, he focused his chakra slowely to mix together. Fuuton and Suiton combined into a beautiful combination color and slid down his short swords until they were covered with a good layer. He wondering what beauty it could create. It seemed like a defense for counter, to cover the user with a type of mirror chakra shield infront of him so he could form handsigns and strike with taijustu as the opponent got confused or even ninjustu or bukijustu. Maybe get ready for some doujustu or kenjustu.[4/6]
He let the chakra sit on his blades for a few seconds. "I wonder how Riku is doing...haven't seen her in forever or the kage...I bet he missed me." He raised his blades and brought them down, a slight wave of chakra went infront of him but didn't stay for long and disappeared. "I need more chakra on them." His smile twitched and his eye did too.[5/6]
He blew hair out of his face as a glint rose in his eyes with slight competitive allowance. He rose the blades once more and coated them in more chakra. It almost looked pure evil. "Later on Imma go do some of that monk stuff..." He brought the short swords down to create a beautiful reflecting mirror of chakra. It looked more like a mirrow from the way he combined fuuton and Suiton. Smiling to his victory he sat down in the snow and was gonna begin the last of the stage 5.[6/6]
[-4 Bukijustu
-1 academy reduction
Torrential Dance
Rank: A : : Complex
Description:The user will coat their katana in chakra, and swing upward creating a screen-like pillar of elemental chakra. In fact, this chakra takes on a reflective quality, reflecting the user wherever they may be.]
◊ "Men look like girls and girls look like men, only difference is boobs. Kinda." ◊ |
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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 9:11 pm
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Zain Caden Hakemoto
◊Crazy Samurai Ⅻ Lazy Jounin Ⅻ Snow Monk Ⅻ Calm Wind Currents Ⅻ Perfect Waves◊
"Another defense?" He blinked at he last part of stage five. Of course he would rather not hurt anyone or even fight. He smiled, he would have to learn some attack moes in case he had to fight in a war or something. "Of course I'd just ditch into the untouched mountains...I can't bear to see people hurt." It pained him to just think about it. He stood up and rolled up the scroll. Putting it into his robe and holding the blades again in both hands.[1/6]
This was like the other techinque but it would be like a shield against ninjustu attacks but at a cost. "Defense then counter with a attack." He thought out any possible plan to use it for. Defense then counter, defense then run for hell, defense and- wait, he knew exactly what taijustu he wanted to learn later. He could maybe do a bit of traveling. Yes, he thought it through. After this he would go to the kage's office and say he would be gone for a few days. Maybe give the kage advice on how to grow taller.[2/6]
Sighing he got to work quickly for he needed sake and the trip would need it also. Yawning again he focused carefully on the chakra of his fuuton since it was more powerful right now then his suiton. It coated his short swords with his chakra color with a hint of the fuuton white. "Hehe, I can get away for a bit and I need to do that monk training so it would be perfect.[3/6]
When he finished coating the blades in chakra his eye twitched, thinking of another thing to use it for. "Attack, get close enough i can cut the person at high speeds." He smiled and turned one blade to face backwards for the spinning techinque. He looked around to make sure no one was near or the tree. Gripping them tightly he turned his feet and spun around quickly as ever. The winds picked up then died down. Not enough chakra again.[4/6]
Stopping his rotation he fell over dizzy as hell. "Less spinning, more chakra" He stood up, headbanging the tree hard as he was still dizzy. Backing up he held his head. "Owww.." Sitting down for a bit he focused his chakra while he got the dizzyness away and sudden headache.[5/6]
He finally stood when not so dizzy. "Need sake..." He thought with a sad sniffle of the nose. Holding the blades up once again he focused more chakra to coat them. Turning his feet quickly he moved and spun not as quickly as before. The wind picked up and consumed him in the tiny tornado and blew, his blade's tip out of the window to cut anything that came near them. When it was done he stopped spinning and clipped the blades together to slid it into it's sheeth.[6/6]
[-4 bukijustu
-1 academy
Flame Spin Rain
Rank: A : : Complex
Description: Coating their blade in one of the user's elements, the user will spin their blade either clock-wise or counter clockwise, creating an elemental twister of sorts. This technique is meant to intercept enemy ninjutsu, however the user may use this as a counter attack in some cases, where the technique happen to match the element of the ninjutsu blocked. The strength of the technique determines just how far it can move.]
◊ "Men look like girls and girls look like men, only difference is boobs. Kinda." ◊ |
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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 9:18 pm
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