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 Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 4:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 5:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 5:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 6:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 6:57 pm
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◆◈◆◈◆"My sands will be your end"◆◈◆◈◆
San laughed at the destruction of his clone. It would be interesting enough to see how he could grow as ninja as well as a medic. If he could mold bother the styles together, especially with his bloodline, he could really become one major asset to Suna. And that....San was looking forward too. But being a Satetsu, and an overall fun guy, San felt the need to have some fun as well. Forming some hand seals, San molded some chakra into the ground. At the same time though, he was pulling back his iron sand from the clone. from the small crater, jagged an offangle earthen spikes rose out to impale part of the ceiling. Satisfied, San looked over to James and shrugged, but chuckling at the same time.
"Eh...just to make sure he was dead. In case the blows and the slam didnt finish him off. he he..."
Reviewing back to the scroll, San spoke again to James. He was almsot finsihed with what he could be capable of at his current level, and so far San was impressed. But for now, on to the next technique.
"well, use that armor and practice a close line. Here...."
San formed some more hand seals as a white glob formed into the shape of....Howaido?.....San pulling a practical joke on his friend through use of student, he spoke once again to clerify.
"You know...change of target? I think you will ahve fun tearing the head off of this one...hahahahaha..."
(earthen rising spears +5 ranks)
◆◈◆◈◆"Never doubt yourself"◆◈◆◈◆ |
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 7:27 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 7:30 pm
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Info:
[Six only]
[Current Shinranbanshou form: Unknown (known to those that have seen it)]
[Equipped: Golem of Sitting While Moving]
[Sennin Moodo & Ryousei no Jutsu]
-----from the academy-----
Staying away from those practicing their own techniques, Six began a light jog around the area. Once, twice, three times more she took to going around the area. Slowing to a stop, she bent over to catch her breath. Stretching out her back, she placed both hands on the ground & flattened her heels to the ground, grimacing. Slowly standing back up again, Six moved her arms to one side for thirty seconds, & then to the other side for another thirty. Throwing her arms high into the air, she leaned backwards & stretched her fingers, hands, arms, & back. "What is it that we did for that taijutsu back in the other universe? I may have to go back there & retrieve the memories if this gets complicated," Six complained, sure that noone else was near for the confusing talk. "Argh... I should talk to the Doctor to see if he personally remembers anything."
Shrugging her shoulders at the contemplation, she returned to stretching. Spreading her legs, she slowly slid down to the splits, her rear hitting the ground. Turning to the left, she turned her right toes down so that the top of the foot touched the ground. After holding the position for thirty seconds, she switched sides, making sure to flip her feet for maximum stretching. Pulling her legs in, she felt relieved of the stress, & sighed. "All this stretching should be enough," she expelled. Fleeing to the front of the dojo, she ran lightly with even breathes. Weaving in & out of the columns, she moved deftly across the tiles. Side to side, back & forth, she cradled her strength for the times that lay ahead.
Coming out from the area filled with columns, she found a corner to face & fell forward onto her hands. It was time for push-ups & she knew it! One, two, three, four... more & more she pushed, sweating buckets into the corner's crevices. Onwards she went towards a solid hundred, her arms buckling at the covetted triple digit. Moaning as she regathered her strength, the walls around her absorbed the sound. Her arms twitching, she pulled herself up into a sitting position. Criss-crossing her legs, she closed her eyes for some meditation. In & out, her lungs filled to capacity & then exitted. The soft morning air stirred a cricket somewhere, & she heard it from its distant location. Concentrating upon the sound, she located its vicinity with her acute hearing. Launching from the sitting position, she raced across the open courtyard to the sound, scooping her hand as she did so. Pulling her cusped hand up to her face, she opened the closed palm to reveal a slightly worried cricket.
10/10 for 1st Gate.
Letting the poor insect go, Six drew a length of scroll from her clothing, slipping the protective layer off of the braille. Sliding her finger over the first jutsu of the Gate System, Omote Renge (Front Lotus), she learned that it was a complex move requiring a rank B of chakra to use. The Front Lotus, it seemed, utilized the first gate's active power & speed boost to do an amazing taijutsu technique. By opening the first gate, Six would be able to release the restraints in the brain & push her body further than normal. She would need to loosen her Douka form to allow a bandage-type accessory to hang loose from her form. With a sudden burst of speed, she would be required to come in at the opponent from below & perform an upward kick. With the opponent in the air, she'd be able to jump & hug the back of her opponent in a not-so-friendly manner. With her arms around them, the bandages would encase the opponent with ease. Beginning a descent, the two would fall to the earth at dangerous spiral directions with great velocities. Driving the head into the ground, Six would have to let go of the faux bandages in time to cause a crater. With the stress though, she'd be slightly drained, but mostly from the chakra. Thinking upon the matter further, her expertise in being an upper rank ninja would nullify that.
Slipping the entire scroll back into her clothes, she loosened her form enough to allow a bandage-like accessory to droop from her arms. Swinging them about, she got the feel for how they acted by whipping at some of the columns along the front of the dojo. Feeling rather well about trying the jutsu, she jogged to the inside of the dojo for some fun. Finding a lone body bag, she taunted it appropriately. "Your mother was a hampster, & your father smelt of elderberries!" Suddenly unleashing the first gate, she rushed it headlong. Sliding, she kicked it straight up into the air, hugging it & wrapping her faux bandages around the bag. Reaching the apex, the two appeared to spin, then dove for the ground in a vortex of power. Slamming the bag into the ground, it complained slightly within its bandage cage as Six hopped off of it. "Done... next..."
7/7 for Omote Renge
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 7:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 7:42 pm
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◆◈◆◈◆"My sands will be your end"◆◈◆◈◆
San smiled as Six sensei entered in. It seemed as if everyone and their mother was training in the dojo right now. It was getting a little crowded in the place for San, but James was almost finished, then they would head over to his favorite spot: the university. Running his hands through the scroll again, the last two techniques would be a little difficult for him to learn, but he could do it. San formed another change clone....into the form of Six sensei. With a smirk and a smile, San spoke to james.
"Alright James, next technique is a collaboration! Come do this with me!!!!!"
San moved his small but agile from in the direction of the Clone. And, just for added effect, had "Six sensei" paralyzed screaming in fear, asking for mercy.
◆◈◆◈◆"Never doubt yourself"◆◈◆◈◆ |
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 7:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 8:16 pm
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