Hanna pulled the medic into the academy and brought him to the body. I heard some noise over there then he came around the corner all blue in the face. Then fell to the ground. I tried to clear his air passage, but I couldn't get it out. Hanna said a bit despondently.
Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2015 7:55 am
The medic shinobi moved forward immediately, kneeling next to the man and placing a hand against him. A moment later, he shook his head. "Everything shows evidence of asphyxiation, but I can't find the object he choked on. If it was ice, or something else that could dissolve, it would be gone by now." It still seemed strange though, but the medic couldn't place a finger on why. He sat back on his heels, looking back at Hanna. "Thank you for telling someone. We'll see that he gets a proper burial."
Mission Complete:
Title: Higher Up’s Request Rank: D Information: A shinobi client has too much to do to complete this minor task, so, do it for him and he'll give a good word to the others. Find a Jounin or higher ranking shinobi in the village and see if he needs anything simple done. (Lazy b*****d) Solo or Squad: Variable Minimum Posts: 5
Hanna nodded to the medic then looked around as the faint scent of smoke reached her. She saw a large smoke cloud rising and her eyes grew wide. Oh Kaileer was not gonna be happy about this. She ran off, she might not be able to stop the fire at this moment but she needed to evacuate the buildings.
Making his way into the academy he passed a few people he recognized and gave polite dips of his head to those he did but did not stop moving. He quickly he went into the sparring room to begin his training.
Picking up a scroll for the Hagane no Shunkan after taking the time to memorize all the stages up to stage five he drew his blades and began his work. Taking a low stance each blade off to a side he lunged forward rather awkwardly and poured his chakra into each blade causing a pale silhouette to form. Sinking his blades into the training dummy he was surprised to find that they came out really easily. Unused to the difference he stumbled back a be before regaining his footing. [1/1]
Since stepping was the next part he relaxed his arms and focused on his footwork. Directing his chakra into his legs he stepped back quickly creating room between the dummy and himself. Taking up his form, with one blade in front of him parallel with the ground and the other pointing forward perpendicular to the other blade, he concentrated his chakra into his feet and dashed forward reappearing directly in front of the dummy with a smile. Pretty nifty move to have. [1/1]
The next technique to learn was called the Pivot Block. Basically he would sort of spin on his forward leg while using his longswords to block the incoming attack. Needing a little help he called for the assistance of some of the training shinobi. They seemed happy to help him out and they got started. They practiced enough that he found it easy to get the jist of it. When the other shinobi came in for an attack he let his left blade catch it while using his left to provide the momentum and redirect his blow. After inquiring weather or not the shinobi would stick around he smiled as the man agreed. [1/1]
The next technique to learn was called the Forward Grind. Basically after blocking an attack, he would keep the opponent's blade in place and use his blade would grind down the opponents blade. This would give him the opportunity to either lock with them and unleash his katon or redirect the blow elsewhere. The other shinobi nodded he was ready and quickly, lunged for him. Quickly bringing his blades up in a cross shape he blocked the mans blade between his two while he pushed up closing the distance with a smile. Nodding quickly they both disengaged and took their places. [1/1]
Moving onto the next move the two of them again lunged for each other in a clash of blades. The sounds of swords ringing filled the dojo as he quickly cut, thrust, and parried the blows the other man managed to unleash. Spinning around to his side he unleashed a very fast but very light barrage of strikes upon his flank. The first two caught the man though they didnt harm him. The man quickly adjusted and recovered parrying the rest of the blows. [1/1]
The next technique would be both fun and useful. He was sure that there were already wires set up. Looking up, he did noticed that there were wires up there to practice. Hurrying up the wall, he got to the wires and got ready to start balancing. So far so good, Hotaru was walking along the wires and his progress was adequate. Not to say he did not wobble this way and that when crossing the wires. The red head swayed back and forth along the wires, legs buckling as him hands grabbed on. After a moment of collecting his center he stood slowly with a smile and began walking back and fourth along the wires. After a time of running back and forth he jumped back down to his sparring buddy and nodded that he was ready to continue. [1/1]
This next technique would require a little help to get used to. This technique just required a bit more balance so he would be on solid footing. Which was the name of the technique coincidentally. If he learned it correctly then it would be hard for anyone to knock him off his feet. Getting into his stance, the red head waited for the other shinobi to start attacking. Not real attacks of course, but blows that would try to knock him down. The other had been successful the first couple of times but after adjusting his stance, it became harder and harder. Now the shinobi was knocking him down less frequently and he was getting the idea of the stance. After a while of getting shoved onto his back and each time adjusting his stance accordingly he finally got it. Again giving another nod to the man he backpedaled disengaging. [1/1]
Using the room that he created he took a deep breath and called upon his knowledge of the chakra scabbard and the divine scabbard from the testu no ryo style. Though instead of just creating an aura of chakra he would be using it to enhance the edge of the blade. Flicking his wrist he smiled as his chakra raced down the edge of the blade creating a red angry blade at the tip of his sword going about a foot farther than the tip. [1/1]
Taking up his position the two faced each other again. Though unlike the last couple times he took a deep breath and concentrated his chakra into his feet and legs. Holding both weapons off to his right he tightened the muscles in his legs and surged forward with unprecedented, well for him unprecedented, speed. [1/1]
His partner rushed forward with the same speed and aimed a chop for Hotarus head. Bringing his left blade up quickly to block the strike he flicked his right wrist causing an extension to form. Bringing his right blade across horizontally to slam into his partners blade from the side. After a second his blade was struck again by a chakra blade from his right longsword. [1/1]
The strength of the two blades colliding mixed with the second strike he slid to the right and twisted his wrists after locking his blade with his partners. Spreading his arms apart to provide more leverage he twisted both blades causing his partners blade to rotate and snap out of his hands. [1/1]
Having felt he had learned what he would need so far from that style he switched gears and set his blades on the ground. Moving across the dojo he picked up a rather large greatsword and gave it a couple swings. Its craftsmanship was shoddy but it would serve its uses for now. Taking it into a two handed stance he gave it a few more swings before flipping it backwards and lashing out with the pommel on an invisible target. Arresting the momentum of the blow he smiled and returned to the array of dummies. [1/1]
Upon reaching the dummies he brought the blade up onto his right shoulder. Stepping into the drop he brought it down from right to left on the target half cleaving though it half smashing it into the ground. Try as he might though he wasnt able to arrest the momentum of this one as his blade bit into the ground. [1/1]
Pulling his blade free he rolled his shoulders and took the blade again in both hands as he tried that last blow one more time on a new dummy. This time however he opened his grip up a bit and slid his left hand down toward the pommel a bit to create a greater leverage solution. [1/1]
Retaking his form he lowered the blade to his side and took a step back away from the target aiming the strike in his mind so that the blade would land tip first upon the target and maximize striking power. Hefting the blade from right to left he delivered the strike as he had intended and planned. His planning paid off as well as the blade dug into the dummy but not so much as to catch the blade. [1/1]
Stepping back from the target he backpedaled a bit before leaping up and slamming the blade into the dummy before him from above. The momentum of the blow carried him through the target and into the ground. [1/1]
pulling himself and his blade free from the carnage of the destroyed straw dummy he aligned himself with another dummy and again held his blade to his side. For a moment there was no sign of movement from the man as his breath slowed and his mind sharpened. Then within an instant his arms were engulfed in emerald chakra and his body moved in a blaze of emerald. The blade raced across the air and into the dummy slicing clean though it. This time however he had no trouble arresting the momentum of the mammoth blade. [1/1]
Returning to his stance myurai again as just like before slowed his breathing and his heart rate preparing for a powerful blow. However, just as with last time, his body snapped into motion. However instead of delivering another cut he lashed out with the pommel and slammed it into the dummy sending it skittering back a few inches. [1/1]
Improving on his previous training he backpedaled away from the dummy and brought it up above his head in a high guard. Taking a deep breath myurai began to concentrate his chakra into the blade of his weapon. After a moment the blade shown emerald and the winds began to hum around the blade sharpening it to an unimaginable edge. Slowly he opened his eyes which shone bright emerald along with his blade then in an instant he lept into the air and quickly hefted the blade down onto the dummy. The instant it made contact it began to cleanly slice though the dummy before detonating in an explosion of fuuton chakra, the result was the disintegration of the dummy. [1/1]
It took a rather large force of effort to withstand the pressure of his own blast as the winds tore at his hair and robes though he persisted. Sweeping the blade up above his head he again concentrated the blade with his chakra and took a new form. This form was one that had the large blade tip first pointed down and away from him. Lunging for another dummy he impaled it with ease and watched with a smile as the chakra again exploded within the dummy shredding it in a vortex of wind. [1/1]
Retrieving his blade Myurai smiled as he decided to try something new, fight with only one hand on his blade. As before with his katana he took a low ready stance in front of him with his body in line with the blade to minimize his bodies target size. Then he began, first was a pommel strike onto the dummy before him, following that he spun three sixty degrees while bringing his blade up above his head and then down onto the dummy before him cleaving into its body. Pulling his blade free he stepped back and unleashed a horizontal chop before loping the blade up with the momentum into another spin before bringing the blade directly down once he was again in line with the target. Taking an even lower stance he pulsed his chakra into his arms and unleashed a harsh chop almost separating the dummy from its stand at the waist. [1/2]
Stepping back and taking his blade with him he lunged quickly before just as quickly changing the direction of the blade to slam the pommel into the dummy. Flipping backward and using his blade to assist in this he jumped high and mid jump poured his chakra into the blade. On the way down he slammed it into the dummy decimating it in fuuton chakra. Spinning in place he lashed out in a lung at another dummy impaling it upon his blade and detonating his fuuton chakra again inside it. [2/2]
Hefting his blade high above his head, still one handing it, he took a deep breath before placing his hand on the back of the blade. At the moment he was aiming for the neck of the dummy and was going to try to cleanly, or not so cleanly, smash though it. [1/2]
Stepping forward the muscles in his arm clenched and constricted as he brought the blade down, dropping it for lack of better terms, onto the dummy in a fantastic display of crushing power it buckled underweight the weight of the blow and fell to the ground. [2/2]
Stepping away from the carnage of the dummy he surveyed the area and the destruction he had wreaked upon it. As of this moment a grand total of eleven dummies had been demolished, not a bad number. Taking a moment to catch his breath he sighed and set his sword blade down and relaxed a moment. [1/2]
Once he caught his breath he hefted his blade and let his chakra leak into his hands. Once there it began to leak onto the blade and solidified into a pale green aura upon it. After a moment he unleashed a flurry of blows that momentarily released counter-angled blades of chakra from the center of the weapon, resulting in a barrage appearing in the form of cross', or 'x's'. [2/2]
Even though he had gotten the hang of things he didnt feel like it was enough. As before he took a low ready stance in front of him with his body in line with the blade to minimize his bodies target size. Then he began, first was a pommel strike onto the dummy before him, following that he spun three sixty degrees while bringing his blade up above his head and then down onto the dummy before him cleaving into its body. [1/4]
Pulling his blade free he stepped back and unleashed a horizontal chop before loping the blade up with the momentum into another spin before bringing the blade directly down once he was again in line with the target. Taking an even lower stance he pulsed his chakra into his arms and unleashed a harsh chop almost separating the dummy from its stand at the waist. [2/4] Stepping back and taking his blade with him he lunged quickly before just as quickly changing the direction of the blade to slam the pommel into the dummy. Flipping backward and using his blade to assist in this he jumped high and mid jump poured his chakra into the blade. [3/4] On the way down he slammed it into the dummy decimating it in fuuton chakra. Spinning in place he lashed out in a lung at another dummy impaling it upon his blade and detonating his fuuton chakra again inside it. Rushing backward he dropped an iron splitting iron onto the closest dummy and hew it in two before coating the blade in chakra and unleashing a barrage of cross angled chakra slashes into it leaving it decimated. [4/4]
Stepping away from the slaughter he had just unleashed upon the array of dummies he could not help but appreciate all the strength he had gained in the process. His upper body was hard and strong, he had to admit he looked good. Shaking such vain thoughts from his mind he smiled and focused his mind on the task at hand. [1/2]
Setting his blade on the ground he gathered the dummies in front of him into a stack wanting to really put this move to the test. Taking his place and retrieving his blade he smiled and took a deep breath focusing his breathing and mind. Taking one last breath, he then closed the distance, and upon reaching the targets, threw all of his focus and momentum into one incredibly powerful vertical slash. The blade bit into the stack of dummies and one by one drove though them and into the ground. Powerful and deadly, just the way he liked it. [2/2]
The final move of the style was one that he had been looking forward to learning for some time. It was a pure display of power and would require the assistance of a few of his fellow shinobi to get down. Walking though the academy he easily found a few willing to assist him. Two fellow swordsmen and a genjutsu user. [1/5]
Gathering his chakra within his body he slowly slowed his breathing down to match his heart rate. After a moment a small pale emerald sheen appeared upon his body before it quickly grew into an aura. Normally he would have used handsigns to mold chakra like this but he had to be able to do it without the use of such. [2/5]
One way or the other he was going to get this. This jutsu would give him the power he needed to defend the village. With kinpaku no longer at her helm and a child upon her throne Kumo would need all the strong warriors she could get and he was not satisfied with the power he wielded as of now. Not even the power of sage mode was enough for him right now. [3/5]
As the ocean of his chakra swirled and churned the air around him became rife with the smell of pine, crisp and clean. Then as if summoned by his will alone his chakra exploded around him and hardened both his mind and his skin beyond any mere metal. His body became surrounded by a torrent of chakra, causing his muscles to strain and energy to fluctuate. Then with a motion of his hand his fellows began their attack. [4/5]
Catching the first blade bare handed he reacted instantly and kicked the man in his chest sending him skidding away clutching his chest in pain. He one handed his sword and batted the others swordsmans strike away with ease as his emerald chakra continued to roar around him. Without missing a beat his hand slid over the hilt of his broadsword as he slammed it into the neck of the second swordsman. Turning to the genjutsu user he asked,"Can you do it?" To which the man replied,"I cannot, your chakra is forming a wall that I cannot penetrate." Myurai smiled and nodded before taking a deep breath and quenching the maelstrom of chakra. [5/5]
Making his way to each of the swordmen he helped them up and ensured they were ok before he thanked them for their assistance in his training. Retrieving his katana he headed out toward the office.
Jutsu learned. Shunkan stages one to four and fuu no odachi mastered. [exit]
Mui, as expected, was the first one to arrive at the dojo. He was sure the others were close behind, so he didn't bother waiting for them. Walking into the dojo, he was a bit surprised to find it empty; him and the other genin would be the only ones occupying the academy. This didn't faze him it all; the less people that were around him, the less people he had to worry about. Truthfully, it was a blessing in disguise.
The giant had instructed the students to train in preparation for any potential enemies. Mui was pretty confident in his bloodline abilities, but his taijutsu was a bit lacking. Or, at least lacking in the shinobi world. He would have been fine with it if he had to deal with anyone save for shinobis, but that was not the case. Without hesitation, he walked over to a section of the dojo and began.
As a monk, Mui had always been taught that it was importance to balance both physical and spiritual parts of the body in a battle; that was the only way to win. The monks had taught him a specific style of fighting, one that utilized the the body's spiritual energy to create after images. These after images served the purpose of distracting opponents, intimidating foes, and creating opportunities for combos.
Eyes closed, Mui focused his spritiual energy, or chakra as the shinobi liked to call it. He took a simple step to the left, and he could feel a part of him being left behind. He didn't even bother confirming; he had successfully created an after image. He knew this tactic could be useful, and even as he continued on to learn the next move, his mind lingered on the great combinations he could use with afterimages serving as distractions.
1/1
Sidestep LEARNED! (E-Rank [3 posts] - 1 post for Dojo - 1 post for Mui) = 1
With his focus already intensified, Mui Oa Mah began shadow boxing. The next technique on his docket involved having the after images follow his exact movements. It was one thing to stand still and simply side step; it was a whole different ballpark to actually have them move with him. Mui's chains clicked against his skin as he let out left jabs and right hooks to the air. He slowly let out his chakra, having it "drag" behind him. He focused on one after image for the time-being; he would have the opportunity to advance the technique later. Now, as Wanryoku had stressed back at the residential area, he needed to focus on the essentials.
1/1
Ghost Strike E-Rank LEARNED! (E-Rank [3 posts] - 1 post for Dojo - 1 post for Mui) = 1
Being able to have an after image follow his exact movements was a great first step; but Mui needed to go a bit further. Mui could visualize the chakra following behind him. It almost felt as if he was creating shadow clones, but halting the flow of his chakra halfway through. He wasn't necessarily used to the feeling of having a "body" following every action, but he didn't let that stop him. The next step was to have the after image move in a different direction; this would be a bit more difficult, but not impossible.
Radial Split 1/3
Mui began running sprints; the goal was to create an after image at first running the sprints right behind Mui. The monk boy would then attempt to move in a different direction while having the clone still running the sprint. He could feel himself getting bit sweaty, but he was far from tired. There was nothing the boy wouldn't have accomplished.
Radial Split 2/3
Mui was off to the side training in plain site, waiting for the other genin to reach the academy.
"You're the one who decides how to live your life."
Cold discerning eyes and a steady pace lead the other genin to the Rising Tower, wherein upon arrival he eyed the monk who had broken orders and stormed off ahead of them. Stern, cold, and distant, Seiji was every bit the opposite from the monk as he measured the boy up in his mind, rash, hot tempered, and personal. Still the Hattori didn't immediately say anything as he brought the other Shinobi into the area. When assured of their arrival he finally spoke.
"Mui Oa Mah, right? That's how you introduced yourself. You disregarded an order given by our superior given under 'Wartime Declaration'." The cold man said, his demeanor seeming to take on a physical presence as a radiant chill began surrounding the area betwixt them.
"I don't know if you dealt with this wherever you came from, but here that can be resultant in severe punishments or death. Wanryoku is a village Jounin and one who has managed to garner the respect of the Hattori Household. For the time being, following orders given by our Commander, I am acting Squad Leader and am to provide watch and assistance while the rest of you train. I implore you, do not storm off like this again." With his piece stated Seiji turned and began to walk away from the monk, his left wrist hooked over the hilt of his katana.
Hatsu would enter behind seiji but stay next to the entrance to keep an eye out for enemies. She wanted to make sure everyone got inside unharmed.
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Basic Endurance Training :: The Stamina costs of X-Rank techniques in Pi Qua Quan are reduced by 5, down to a minimum cost of 5. Extreme Climate Resistance Training :: Hatsu does not suffer from adverse climate effects. Advanced Endurance Training :: The Stamina costs of techniques in Pi Qua Quan are reduced by half if Hatsu has used them in the last two posts.
Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 8:48 pm
Miko Tengoku || Rank :: Kumogakure Genin || Class :: Puppeteer/ Sensor || Chakra :: 425/450 || Stamina :: 50/50
✰ Miko walked between Saiji and Hatsu trying to keep on her guard for anyone out of place approaching them. Yet in spite of her abilities her range over all was limited, she'd focused more largely on her ability to pick up details. Though that didn't do her or the others a lot of good presently. It felt kind of odd on the way over to be centered in the group, guarded by the others. Even while understanding the tactical strategy of it, Miko wasn't used to being protected by others so directly like this. It made her wring her hands until her knuckles where turning white as she'd listen to Saiji's stoic reprisal of Monk-boys storming off to the Dojo ahead of everyone. Miko didn't give any comment, it didn't seem necessary to but into the middle of whatever these two had now in possible friction. As long as it didn't affect their ability to band together when the time came that it was needed. Finding a place to draw a few training scrolls and work with in line of sight of the others she'd begin training the most basic sensing and combat skills she could.
Training
Noroshi [ Signal Fire ] (E-Rank) Trying to flex her muscles in terms of her Sensing abilities Miko wanted to practice the most basic of basic tracking/sensing ability there was. Simply by taking an object and placing her chakra inside of it she should be able to sense it's distance from her. Drawing a senbon from her waist mounted carrying case she'd draw chakra to her hands and into the object before throwing it into the wall across from her. Then backing up and closing her yes she focused to feel the sense of what seemed like an "ember" of light to her. Opening her eyes Miko would walk over to the senbon and would pull it from it's place in the wall. "Now the next one" [1/1]
Tsuchi Gunjikoudou no Jutsu [ Earth Military Movement Technique ] (E-Rank) Miko was a bit hesitant in her practice of the next technique. It involved her finding some earthen field to practice in, so she moved a bit closer to where Mui was. Still trying to stay with in view of the others Miko would take a hesitant breath before practicing her elemental jutsu. The technique worked by forming doton chakra around ones self to allow them to swim trough the earth it self. Crouching down miko would take a slow approach towards getting the task over with. Dipping her hands in and then further sinking in slowly. Soon she was submerged and moved to "swim" to the edge of the area she was in back into the matted Dojo area.Drawing herself from the earth she'd look about herself, surprised there wasn't much dirt at all on her person. Though that wasn't really much of a concern for her self. "Pretty damn useful, eh?...uh" she'd trail off talking to herself it was becoming evident that this solo training might be going to her head along with the stress that she might be attacked at any moment right now. [1/1]
Kumo Bunshin no Jutsu [ Cloud Clone Technique ] _Sight_ (D-Rank) the next bit was going to be a bit different in terms of training. Miko was a puppeteer first and foremost and was skilled in sensing due to it's practical application for her ranged tactical fighting style, but another facet of her skills were in illusion. Miko had to start some rudimentary Genjutsu practice, and despite the benefits of sound based Genjutsu because of their radial ability to effect those around them she was most comfortable with sight initiated techniques. the Kumo Bushin or Cloud Clone was a crafty one made to tire the opponent out over time as well as obscuring her position. Coming to a area where there were dummies that read where ones chakra was projected i them, which Miko believed wee used primarily by medical shinobi and taijutsu or bukijutsu users ho knew how to attack the chakra center. For her it was more like a method to see if she could light up the head of the dummy.
With her Genjutsu focusing on manipulating a mass of chakra into the opponent by assailing one or more of the senses. Miko would draw a shuriken and throw it near the dummy in part for practicing her ability with her projectiles and to work out a practice for diversionary instigation of Genjutsu. Scratching the arm of the dummy Miko would stare down the thing down as before bringing her hands together to form hand seals. Then moving to the side she'd see the dummies eyes and head light up. It was under the Genjutsu and the light was pulsing from the steady effect of the Jutsu. Effectively striking back at where her "clone" would be, she surmised she'd stab it in the neck with a kunai. Further moving on practicing recombination of the clone as the head dimmed in the light before she'd complete the hand signs to bring the clone back. Releasing the jutsu Miko would walk into the center of the Dojo calling out to the others.[2/2]
She wanted to get some more practical training with a moving and thinking opponent. It didn't do her much to just play with the practice dummies. "Eh guy ya'll got any time to spar with me real quick? I'm gettin this stuff down but a spar might help me get my body and mind around it more thoroughly. So what's up, who can help a girl out? " She'd look around for the reacting from the others, but she wasn't sure if everyone would be training too deep in concentration to care what she'd asked.
￥ Ryo: 000 | ￥ AC:000
Passives/Attributes: • Learn Ninjutsu one [1] post faster. [+ Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [1] post faster [+ Academy] • Learns Kugutsu one [1] post faster. [+Academy]
• Twin Signs: Can perform Hand-Signs with one hand even holding a weapon.
• Natural Puppeteer: When performing Kugutsu and activating her puppets Mechanisms Miko saves 10 chakra from the normal cost, at a minimum expense of 5 chakra points.Yet this proficiency in Kugutsu strains her ability with elemental ninjutsu having her techniques involving either of her elements cost +5 chakra points to their normal cost. [maruton not included]
Jutsu: Noroshi [ Signal Fire ] (E-Rank) [- 5 chakra] Tsuchi Gunjikoudou no Jutsu [ Earth Military Movement Technique ] (E-Rank) [- 10 chakra] Kumo Bunshin no Jutsu [ Cloud Clone Technique ] _Sight_ (D-Rank) [- 10 chakra]
Weapons/Puppets: [Under Review]
Misson/Jobs: ❥ Basic Training: Performance Chakra and Stamina Pool [+10] Genin Minimum After delving into chakra manipulation and emergence, the shinobi should be sure that chakra is releasable. By simply performing a series of techniques that consume chakra, they are furthering their chakra control. • This Training Can Be Repeated Twice. • [3] Post Minimum.
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 10:39 pm
MuiOaMah [Genin] [Satetsu clan] [Kumogakure]
Continuing his training, the boy practiced moving his chakra in the directions he chose; he was getting better and better, despite him only training for a few minutes. Mui was, of course, a quick learner, especially in manners of battle. The Radial Split technique soon became mastered, albeit to a limited degree. Mu was able to create a single afterimage; it was good, true, but not good enough.
3/3 Radial Split LEARNED! (D-Rank [5 posts] - 1 post for Dojo - 1 post for Mui) = 3
Mui, of course, began trying with two afterimages instead of one. He felt his chakra relapse behind him; his movements felt quicker, even if they weren't. Sweat started to form on his back underneath the gourd he held. The giant monk boy was confident that this skill would be useful wherever he utilized it, so practicing as much as possible before he, actually, needed to use it in a practical scenario made the most sense to him.
4/5
Mui shifted left, his afterimage reflecting his movements and shifting right. But he didn't stop there; a third after image, as solid as Mui and the second afterimage, appeared slightly behind them. It follow Mui's pace as well, but it was a little lagged behind. Still, Mui could feel his excitement growing as he realized the usefulness of a technique such as that; he was able to distract the opponent and throw them off his trail; his gold dust, mixed with his afterimages, would have sure been a tough feet.
5/5
Radial Split LEARNED! (C-Rank [7 posts] - 1 post for Dojo - 1 post for Mui) = 5
As he took a deep breath, Mui Oa Mah felt his energy tingling with chakra. The training had gotten his blood boiling, and his adrenaline was pumping. When overly stimulated, Mui's bloodline ability started to seep out, as was the case right now. He looked down at his hands; they were magnetized. No physical change was apparent, but he could tell from the feeling in his fingers. They were buzzing. Mui knew that anything he touched, from now on, would serve as a sort of honing base for any metal object. It would be quite a useful technique on the battle field, and the monk boy appreciated that.
Toroi's Magnetic Shuriken [ Unnamed ] Radial Split LEARNED! (E-Rank [2 posts] - 1 post for Academy = 1)
Just as Mui had finished his training, the other genin walked in. An arrogant smirk was apparent on his face as he prepared to taunt them for their tardiness. There was Seiji, the genin who Wanryoku inexplicably labeled as the leader of the group, the quiet, exhausted girl Hatsu, and the idiosyncratic Miko. None of them had officially been introduced to Mui in private, and vice versa. "Heh, 'bout time you guys..."
Seiji spoke, making clear his distaste for the way Mui Oa Mah had handled things and had deserted the group.
"I don't know if you dealt with this wherever you came from, but here that can be resultant in severe punishments or death."
Where I come from? What the f*ck does he know about where I come from? The 6 foot 6 inches tall genin's annoyance was only fueled by his adrenaline to transform into full on anger. Mui had stopped panting, seemingly getting over his tiredness. He glared daggers down at Seiji, but the genin didn't seem to notice. The boy with the katana turned away, but, unfortunately, Mui's ego took over. He took a step towards Seiji as Miko spoke up; her words were ignored by the monk boy as he took another step. He was now towering over the other Hattori boy, a mere few inches behind him. Seiji wasn't small, but Mui was huge.
"Squad leader my a**." Mui's left hand stretched out to touch the Hattori's lright shoulder, and obvious aggression was present in his action. He intended to turn the genin around and grab him by the front collar of his robe in order to lift him up a few feet off the ground. Most people backed down when reminded of Mui's size and strength.
"You're the one who decides how to live your life."
Chakra: 85 - 5 - 10 = 70 Stamina: 395 - 20 = 375 Ryo: 0 Attire:X Items not shown in pic:Large black gourd made of metal and filled with gold is carried on his back. Notable Actions: followed behind Seji, attempted to touch his shoulder for the purpose of turning him around and lifting him up by his collar. Jutsus used: N/A
As Seiji turned he heard Miko speak and he looked to his half-sister, nodding to the girl as his eyes saw the approaching shadow of the monk coming from behind him. It would seem that a man speaks and a boy reacts. He continued his forward march, speaking up before the monk ever made contact with him.
"Hatsu, I know you're physically capable and you're well enough past that wound for a spar with our friend. Please, entertain her desire for a match." The Elder Hattori spoke as he heard the sounds of fabric rippling and then felt the boy's palm gripping the collar of his own kimono.
The air around the two of them would grow increasingly cold, Seiji's left hand contorted into a single hand-seal, as the pair continued to draw breath they would find that the air they exhaled was laden with the mists of their differential body heats to this sudden chill. Still Seiji's forward momentum carried on and he shifted his shoulder loose of the long loose sleeve and collar of his loose kimono. The feeling of the cold would creep around the pair of them at this moment and the ground beneath Mui's own feet would become covered in a thin layer of Hyouton ice as he continued to march forward towards the head of the Hattori Clan.
Cold eyes stared back to meet his, the height difference between them was a scant seven inches, enough to intimidate a great many, but not enough to even take the frost off of this man's brow. Seiji, standing at Five foot and Eleven Inches stared into the eyes of the monk. His view commanding attention while alerting the boy before him he would not be intimidated.
"Squad leader, picked above you by a Jounin of the village, promoted to his position by the Former Raikage, Isshin Kinpaku and ally to the current Raikage Cein'lys Kailer, who have spent more time in this village fighting common for the common good and knowing how to choose those beneath them to lead than you have garnered in your time in the monastery. Your a**, as fine or fat as it may be, has nothing to do with this." The Hattori spoke in a voice as chilling as a winter's midnight, his intonation just as dark.
"And lead I will, as my brother did before me, as our father did before him, and his before him. It is the way of the Hattori to face forward and pitch ourselves into whatsoever may make itself our enemy. Right now, that is you." He continued, the field of frost around them hardening until it became unbreakable by standard conventions.
"But we do not lead by fear, we are proud, we are strong, we are warriors. We lead by prowess, pardon me, I'll use a word you understand, we lead by our skill. By our determination, you know, how much we desire to win, how necessary it is. I'm sure this is a lot to take in for you right now, but if you want to know, I'll gladly show you." The Genin squad leader spoke as he looked the man up and down tilting his head somewhat as he did so.
Easing his left hand from the position it sat in, hooked over the hilt of his katana, he chuckled.
"You're small. I've taken a man more massive than you, with far more skill than yourself to his knee when I was less trained than I am now. You rely on your physical appearance to intimidate, but do you have the ability to back that up?"
Before the Hattori would give his opponent any chance to respond he would thrust his freed right arm to his Katana, drawing the hilt forward and directing the Kashira ( pommel-cap ) into the man's sternum, driving it directly under Mui's own outstretched left arm in a straight draw to prevent the man's body a chance to redirect the blow with this right arm. A sense of deadly calm and physical training awoken within the cold of the man, his chakra flared and the meditation of fire passed over the man for the briefest of moments as he looked into the eyes of the monk still.
The Ice spawned beneath the monk's feet wouldn't give under the force and with no grip to his feet and the ground beneath the formed ice the man's options in this moment would be limited with the force thrust at him. He could attempt to hold onto the other genin and loose his footing entirely or let the man's clothing loose and be separated from him across the slick surface that his opponent had created. Meanwhile Seiji stood firm, his feet planted in the one safe-have with no ice, his stance unchanging from the moment he squared to face his opponent.
"You're big. Yes. So is Wanryoku, you tower over me by Seven inches, and him over you by feet. My skill forced him to his knee in combat. Do you think he chose me wantonly, boy?" Was Seiji's final question as he looked over to the man.
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[Techniques Utilized:]
Hyouton Ice Creation: B-Rank: Froze the field around Seiji and underneath Mui, but not underneath the direct ground Seiji's feet planted into. Formless Sword Strike: B-Rank: Thrusting the pommel of his Katana into the Monk's Chest, moving it underneath the man's extended and locked elbow to hinder blocking. Hsing-I Pakua: Fire - Bursting: B-Rank: Used to enhance Formless Sword Strike. Combined the Formless Sword Strike and Fire - Bursting account for an A-Ranked Attack.
Hatsu closed the doors to the dojo after the last of the group had made it through into the room. "Sure, I'll humor you. Though I wont be at full strength, I can still fight." Ignoring the crass giant who dared disobey orders, the ruby-eyed shinobi walked to the center of the room and got out a duo of kunai, holding one in each hand. She let out a small sigh before getting into a battle stance, facing Miko. "Good luck."
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>>>O O C<<<
>>>Passives<<<
Basic Endurance Training :: The Stamina costs of X-Rank techniques in Pi Qua Quan are reduced by 5, down to a minimum cost of 5. Extreme Climate Resistance Training :: Hatsu does not suffer from adverse climate effects. Advanced Endurance Training :: The Stamina costs of techniques in Pi Qua Quan are reduced by half if Hatsu has used them in the last two posts.
Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 4:14 pm
Miko Tengoku || Rank :: Kumogakure Genin || Class :: Puppeteer/ Sensor || Chakra :: 395/460 || Stamina :: 60/60
✰ Looking at things it seemed like whatever was going on between Saiji and Mui was about to get a lot more serious, but Miko just shrugged this one off as "boys being boys". Her mom often said this whenever her father and grandfather seemed to get really aggressive about things for little to no good reason. Whatever the case, Miko was approached by Hatsu for her proposition of a spar. Hatsu didn't waste any time pulling out kunais. Miko, having a fairly low disposition for physical fisticuffs had to take a moment to think about what she was going to do. A bit of hesitation in her movements as she realized what the task in front of her might be considering how quickly Saiji seemed to getting into things. Yet she wanted to spar with Hatsu to test herself no matter the plausible disadvantage, but also didn’t want to hurt her. Then again that might of be an arrogant assumption to assume she even could. There weren't many options in her list of skills or jutsu so she'd have to draw up from memory one she'd read about before. All in all, her best bet was genjutsu. If she were capable of distracting Hatsu enough to draw her into a position where she couldn't attack anymore it would be the best-case scenario. Drawing a kunai for herself, Miko would walk with in ten feet of Hatsu with a plan ready and her mind made up with a slight nervous tension in her brow, but she’d talk up a fair game, "Thanks for taking me on. Ight then, lets see what you got." [1/2]
Quickly following her words Miko would attack Hatsu. Throwing the Kunai for Hatsu’ general direction aiming for her left side with a single hand seal Miko would start to effect her strategy. If things went as she'd plotted from her memory of the genjutsu, currently Hatsu's vision of the kunai would suddenly multiply into a barrage of hundreds. Miko wasn't sure how good Hatsu's reflexes were but she wasn't going to wait to see. Following the jutsu Miko would wait for the moment Hatsu made her efforts to dodge or take on the barrage. It was only one of her distraction, as her eye contact with Hatsu would allow her to activate her main distraction once the first jutsu was defeated. Drawing another kunai, Miko would sprint head on for Hatsu, or at least that's what Hatsu was supposed to think. Having taken a step back and focused on the exact moment it seemed plausible Miko would overwrite her first jutsu with a cloud clone genjutsu when the first jutsu would closest to being found out. While the clone rushed Hatsu (with a slightly more speed than miko could actually move), Miko would sink into the ground using earth military doton jutsu to bide her time to catch Hatsu off guard. Tink to her self Miko would flesh out her choice for indirect combat,That confidence… to go right towards fighting with kunai, che. Like I’m some kind of muscled samurai…I’m a shinobi…a shadow..nothin wrong with strikin from a blind spot. Now, lets see what she does. [2/2].
((OOC: sorry for al the notices I had to rewrite this when i read back the first go of it it wasn't well done and the one genjutsu rule slipped me.))
￥ Ryo: 000 | ￥ AC:000
Passives/Attributes: • Learn Ninjutsu one [1] post faster. [- Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [1] post faster [-1 (D-rank) Academy] • Learns Kugutsu one [1] post faster. [-Academy]
• Twin Signs: Can perform Hand-Signs with one hand even holding a weapon.
• Natural Puppeteer: When performing Kugutsu and activating her puppets Mechanisms Miko saves 10 chakra from the normal cost, at a minimum expense of 5 chakra points.Yet this proficiency in Kugutsu strains her ability with elemental ninjutsu having her techniques involving either of her elements cost +5 chakra points to their normal cost. [maruton not included]
Jutsu: Buki Hanshoku [ Weapon Multiply ] _Sight_ (D-Rank) [-10 chakra] [Learned] Kumo Bunshin no Jutsu [ Cloud Clone Technique ] _Sight_ (D-Rank) [-10 chakra] Tsuchi Gunjikoudou no Jutsu [ Earth Military Movement Technique ] (E-Rank) [-10 chakra]
Weapons/Puppets: [Yet to be Purchased]
Misson/Jobs: ❥ Basic Training: Spar Chakra and Stamina Pool [+#] Genin Minimum After grasping a basic understanding of chakra, the shinobi is now ready to put their previous training to the test. After finding a partner, the two are to engage in a non-lethal sparring match. • This Training Can Be Repeated Twice. • If you win your sparing match, your chakra and stamina pool is increased by [20] • If you lose your sparing match, your chakra and stamina pool is increased by [10].
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 8:33 pm
MuiOaMah [Genin] [Satetsu clan] [Kumogakure]
Mui listened to the words of Seiji; with every condescending comment made, the giant's anger intensified. He was practically fuming when the kashira hit his chest, momentarily knocking the wind out of him and knocking him back a few feet. He let go of the Hattori boy's robe and found himself struggling for balance. When the anger took over, Mui didn't even notice the air getting cold or the slippery ice forming underneath his feet, and, as a result, he found himself caught off guard by his lack of steady footing.
He continued to slide away from Seiji, but his eyes stayed on the boy's katana, and his fists clenched themselves tighter with each passing second. Mui Oa Mah, being such a big man, found it hard to stay on his two feet, so he crouched down - one knee almost touching the ice - and did his best to keep his attention on the genin. A voice sounded in his head.
How could you be so stupid, Mui? You let your emotions get the better of you. A visual hit the monk boy's mind. He was 12 again, and the monks were scolding him for being sloppy, as usual.
True warriors have no emotions. True warriors notice everything. True warriors-
"I'm not a f*cking true warrior." The comment was whispered, quiet enough that nobody in the dojo would have heard. Seeing no other choice, Mui stood up swowly, making sure that he didn't fall. The cork on his gourd suddenly popped off towards the distance. His eyes stayed on Seiji. His breathing became calmer, more regular. Months - years - of the boy's training started to flash through his head. Golden dust exuded out of his iron gourd slowly, yet majestically. The powder shined brightly as it surrounded Mui's person. The monk allotted some of it to form a floating platform for him to stand on, for it was apparent that he wouldn't be able to fight on this chakra ice. The rest of the gold, as it flowed out of the gourd, seemed to rotate around the monk slowly, as if it were alive. One could say the golden powder was daring an enemy to come within its reach. No, wanting for it. Mui felt maybe 1/3 of his powder still in his gourd; the rest was out and ready for Mui's disposal. "Let's dance, pretty boy."
The monk boy's platform of gold suddenly lunged forward; the powder surrounding Mui had finally taken shape; two large hands, each about 3 ft wide and tall, were by Mui's side, one left and one right. Gold, being a heavier metal, was dense. Really dense. A direct hit from either one of those fists would be enough to break through rock at the least, brick on a good day. As Mui charged, however, a replica also appeared. This replica, unbeknownst to anyone, was the real Mui, and the one currently charging at Seiji was a mere after-image. The after-image was leading the charge as it went for Seiji at a slightly lower, rightward angle. The real Mui Oa Mah went for the left, keeping a few feet higher than his afterimage. Both had gourds, both had large, golden fists, but only the left version was tangible.
The fists themselves tried to surround Seiji; the afterimage's left and right gold hands both charged directly at Seiji. The real Mui added his right hand to join them; all three fists charged straight at Seiji head on, though the middle one was the only tangible one. Mui's left gold hand hovered around the Hattori, ready to block the genin from leaving anywhere or jumping out of the way.The real Mui was also charging, ready to engage in an aerial battle should it come to that.
"You're the one who decides how to live your life."
Chakra: 70 - 10 - 5 + 5= 60 Stamina: 375 - 10 = 365 Ryo: 0 Attire:X Items not shown in pic:Large black gourd made of metal and filled with gold is carried on his back. Notable Actions: Got hit in sternum, got knocked back a few feet but didn't fall. Formed a platform using his golden dust, formed two large fists (3 ft tall and wide) and lunged at Seiji. Created an afterimage to feign the existence of a clone. Jutsus used: - Jiba Soujuu [ Magnetic Manipulation ] - Radial Split
Hatsu put her thumbs through the holes in the kunai and let them hang as Miko got out kunai of her own. After having the kunai thrown at her they would seem to multiply, turning the single kunai into a full bombardment of kunai. Throwing up handseals Hatsu would hunker down to lower her overall ssurface area, then at the last moment as the kunai would hit, there would be a burst of wind, knocking back any projectiles straight in front of her. Only a single kunai would be deflected however, and the rest would fly right through her. 'Genjtsu.' Hatsu would think to herself.
Miko would then grab another kunai, and rush towards Hatsu. 'Is this more genjutsu?' Hatsu thought, throwing up hand signs for her two jutsus, to set her up for later. A single hatsuyuki cloud would suddenly mold above her, then a surge of water would erupt from underground, filling the whole room up with about three inches of water, ankle deep. Perhaps Seiji could use it too.
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>>>Techniques Used<<<
Boufuu Kyuuzou [ Gale Surge ] - Fuuton Rank D Takitsubo no Jutsu [ Waterfall Basin Technique ] - Suiton Rank C Hatsuyuki [ First Snow ] - Yukiton Rank D
>>>O O C<<<
>>>Passives<<<
Basic Endurance Training :: The Stamina costs of X-Rank techniques in Pi Qua Quan are reduced by 5, down to a minimum cost of 5. Extreme Climate Resistance Training :: Hatsu does not suffer from adverse climate effects. Advanced Endurance Training :: The Stamina costs of techniques in Pi Qua Quan are reduced by half if Hatsu has used them in the last two posts.
