Miko Tengoku || Kumogakure | Genin [C-rank] || Class :: Puppeteer/ Sensor || Chakra :: 655/655 || Stamina :: 220/220
✰ Miko would bend at the knee's to pet some of the dogs but the lot of them did almost overwhelm her as they pushed forward to greet the strangers that were her and her teammates. In something of a slightly surprising feature of one of her new squad members Hiro seemed to take charge of the situation corralling the dogs to him and getting a fair number of them to listen to him. It seemed like he'd had experience of some kind of natural affinity for the dogs, and maybe just animals in general if Miko ever had a chance to seem him in that environment. Miko noted Honsho's cold remark before they'd entered the abode but she really didn't have more to add to that, it just made her wonder just how sincere Honsho's feelings about compassion were if she was hard set to never let any of it touch her deeply enough to change who she was. Yet then again having the armor around oneself to care but never allow it to effect you could be a strength well crafted for the job of a shinobi. Her answer seemed oddly counter to her sentiment, compassion with the depth of ability to know you can't save everyone and in that you accept others may die. So would that mean her understanding of compassion if to empathize with the plight of others and care about it, but keep the distance to act on what you could. In that definition then Honsho's mentality might hold up against greater tragedy.
Miko's intention's seemed to carry over, though grossly in a more negative effect on her new teammates. Strong feelings, and a sense of direction and resolve, Miko wanted to get to the deeper feelings her teammates had about being shinobi using her legitimate questions to Wan as a starting point. She knew from just their reactions though fairly unique to their individual personalities that they didn't like her or seem to understand her as an individual. That was fine, for a time at least, but Miko swallowed the pill of knowing she had to try to empathize with her teammates and have them understand her to some degree. they didn't have to agree with her but they would have to understand why she did certain things or said them from her perspective if they were to be an effective team at any point. Team dynamic was something that the simpler mission were good for, she knew that much from the few times she'd worked in a team of two on lower ranked missions.
Hiro seemed to be the More sensitive of the group with a timid exterior but he was a definitely processing more on his surroundings and how he presented himself in them. Just looking at his style of dress he seemed like a self aware individual. the reason for that eluded Miko but she'd make with the small talk at some point along this mission. Miko's glance was affixed to Hiro for a moment given his nearly expert handling of the animals. Miko wasn't one who was very much into having a pet, but that might of been because she wasn't ever really allowed to have one when she was younger. Which made her kind of pine tor one now that she saw how pleasant they seemed in the privacy of your home. Honsho's cold voice seemed to cut through the air and call to Miko's attention with her asking a question that was already answered by their owner, but Miko figured she was too distracted by cuddly faces to notice. Sighing dryly Miko would stand and point out the entrance tot he kitchen to the door where the leashes hung with the keys to the house.
"Gotta pay attention when your on a mission Hon, even if it's a small one like this. The owner told us where they were just before she went to her shows." miko said this trying to lower her voice as not to coerce another command to be quiet from the old woman. "Hiro since you seem to be the one most naturally good at corralling these boys lets get them by the door and get their leashes on and head out." grabbing a few bags for the clean up and stuffing them into her weapon pouch Tosokurui made her during the holidays Miko would try to do her part n drawing the two smaller dogs she'd taken a licking to come to the door. she wasn't sure what the names of the breads were but one of them she thought was called a "toy poodle", Miko had no certain idea but she was put a bit at ease in their presence given her day so far.
"Hon, Hiro jus let me know if ya need help gettin their leashes on. We should just divide them up so we're not overwhelmed.", Miko at this moment really didn't engage Honsho much more cause she could tell from the polar difference of her personality when they first meet in the tower to now that this girl wasn't quite warming up to her, but it seemed like Hiro had more practice in letting Miko's bad habits roll off him, though not liking the bitter taste of her snark and rude attitude. Honsho seemed stubborn and she quick to voice her objections to something that crossed her as wrong or intolerant in both vocal and passive aggressive ways of pounding over ones head the point of her dislike. Though if this was just in the case of Miko's crass and rude way of dumping on their ideals to stimulate the prospect of healthy doubt and self reflection wasn't certain to Miko. Though it did tell her she might need a different tone to present her thoughts and desires to these two who honestly rubbed most her own thoughts a little oddly, but she did share characteristics with both of them, if neither of them could notice it given her act so far.
Once her lease was on her three or four pups Miko opened the door after checking if the others were ready, "Alright if yous guys got'em on we're out here." stepping out Miko would let the dogs lead a bit since it seemed they had some idea of where they were going. it wasn't clear in Miko's mind that they were walked regularly along a path around the area, but it did seem like the dogs knew where to go. So rather than trying to force them to go where she wanted to walk she simply tried to reign them in. though she'd look over her shoulder at Hiro trying ti intuitively pick up on his own skill in this area. Now outside and actually walking the dogs Miko would think to pass the time but interjecting some light conversation, though it wasn't in anyway her strong suit. "So what are you guys hobbies? " Dropped rather flatly Miko would look to the two seeing if she found any interest in the two to talk, but she wasn't betting on it. To which she'd respond in persisting in more inventive means to her end.
Title: Walk A Pet [x2] Rank: D [2/6]
((OOC: Okay it takes 3 post to complete this mission so our last ones should count since we did step into the mission set up for this, but we also have two of these assigned to us so i've got an option for you guys since the set up for this I have is Miko uses this as a chance to talk to you guys more and separate you two to some extent as individuals and what you goals, motivations and morals are and further moving on to skills and ability to perform in more dangerous missions. but yeah I was thinking we just do both pet walking missions as one big one with 6 posts rounds between us and then we knock those two out. ))
￥ Ryo: 775 | ￥ AC: 3,425
Passives/Attributes: • Bukijutsu ( Formless bow bonus -1 post) [-1 (E-D-rank), -2 (C-B rank) Dojo] • Learn Ninjutsu one [2] post faster. [-1 (E-D-rank), -2 (C-B rank) Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [1] post faster [-1 (E-D-rank), -2 (C-B rank) Academy] • Learns Kugutsu one [2] post faster. [-1 (E-D-rank), -2 (C-B rank) Academy] • Completes Smiting Jobs one [1] post faster. [- Academy] • 13 Potential Hazard Resistances
• 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]
Resolution: The user is more determined to get fine details from his sensory techniques, but in order to get this type of clarity the user's range of the technique is reduced by half. The user is able to discover type of technique that is about to be active (fuuin, genjutsu, ninjutsu, custom jutsu, complex tai and buki), even specifics such as Bloodline type and rank. Additionally, the user can gain similar information about any chakra source in their sensory technique's range, including what bloodline the person possesses, and how large their chakra pool is.
Technique Name: Buraindotacchi: Douteki Giketsu [Blind Touch: Kinetic Resolution] Rank: X-Rank (E-S) [Only E-rank right now] Type: Taijutsu_Training Element: Taijutsu Description: A trained physical sensory ability that is an extended and refined blend between ones muscle memory and a heightened sense of touch. Trough training one can “read” and remember kinetic motion of physical objects around themselves as long as some form of motion (vibration) is happening around them, and there after differentiates them specifically committing the sensation to memory. (New sensations are responded to vaguely if not committed to memory/identified already.) This ability has only a 6-yards [3-yards] cubic range, and works better on the ground/in water. Where vibrations are involved mid-air sensing isn’t exact. The practitioner retains a slight increase in reflexes over their current Rank standard from this ability, and when retrained this boost also increase from slightly, to mildly, to moderately and etc. Though passive this ability drains stamina when used to dodge equal to the rank of the technique being avoided with in the trained limit!
Soft Physical Style [- 10 D-rank Chakra ] Activation (1) [Miko's kunai'd tackle, which braces her forearm to make contact first and align her kunai to cut the with further force.
Kumo Bunshin no Jutsu [ Cloud Clone Technique ] _Sight_ (D-Rank) [prepping with free hand under sleeves]
Weapons/Puppets/ Inventory: {Inventory} [Held in baroque design bag on her lower back] • 4 Kunai • 9 Shuriken • 12 Senbon • Genin Scrolls [x1] • Genin Scrolls [holds °] °_ Wind Shuriken [x10] • Earthen (doton) Heavy crossbow bolts, with corkscrew drill tips. [x10] Effect: Wind-resistance causes arrow to spin and drill into Target, weight makes for a bigger impact and stopping power. • The Spiral Weave: x1 Uzumaki Clan mask; "Wormwood Mask", Holds: [Extatosoma Tiaratum ]
{Puppets}
Mission::
Title: Walk A Pet [x2] Rank: D Information: A client needs their pet walked... Go to the client's place and take care of their pet for a little while. Solo or Squad: Solo Minimum Posts: 3 Note: Does not award advancement credit. Bonus: 50 Ryo.
xxxxx Nathaniel patted his back pocket, feeling the folded piece of paper. It was a simple drawing of hanna, though he'd only colored in her hair. He looked around and yawned to himself. The only one present so far was Toso. Figures. Though Nathaniel wasn't too familiar with him, he seemed to live and breathe the teachings of the academy; always respectful, punctual, careful... "Early birds, huh?" He smiled and pulled out his piece of paper, still folded, and waved it in front of his leader. "Since I'm the first, feel free to explain this assignment to me. I swear I won't tell the others~" His voice took on a sing-songy nature, though he placed his bets on his request being denied.
boo boo booBLOOP_ BLoOp_ bLoOp ´¯`·.¸¸.->Tōsokurui Ashi Hojo <-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pup´¯`·.¸¸.->I'm not squidding around here...<-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pupNothing is ever just black and white.
"Bloop" The man signaled hearing a familiar voice in his premises. His spirits seemed a lot more chipper than that of yesterday. Inadvertently this caused the squid to be just as chipper as his body seemed to be somewhat buoyant as he closed the small amount of distance between them making the line between whose space was who's a grey area. Toso as if it were bobbing up and down wouldn't move. Instead what seemed like an ominous looming slick fleshy tentacle rose from his collar. At first it may have seemed as if it harbored sinister or lewd intent but this was not the case. In fact it slid down Toso's coat entering one of many pockets. Then as if coming to a realization the squid bobbed once more as if it were a bob of surprise. "Bloop, Ah I forget I'm holding them bloop bloop bloop." Laughing it off Toso would provide the genin a little more space and actually look at his hands as the tentacle retracted back into the collar like a scared snake. "Here it is bloop."
Toso couldn't have been more pleased Nathaniel had done his menial task. It wasn't an order so his efforts showed a level of care and consideration. Mayhaps he could relax and not worry too much about whether or not his squad approved of him. Certainly on the outside he showed little emotion as to how actually heavily influenced by their opinions he would be. "Anywhoop here you are bloop." From the stack of portraits he held toso would present a frame made crudely of sticks weaved together by twine or dried reeds. As shoddy as the frame was the drawing inside was not. It showed signs of effort and detail..but what was strange was that it did not depict Nathaniel as he currently was now, more or less the features portrayed what may have been an older version of the boy. "Bloop I believe you're a pursuant of the medical field Nathaniel-kun. Perhaps it's a bit squiddy of me but I decided to draw what I saw in another sense. I cannot wait to see what you've drawn of me. Bloop they say the surgical precision of medics and the motions of a brush are two in the same."
Toso was incredibly cheerful since his assumption being that Nathaniel in the way he waves his paper around was an image of himself. To say it was anyone else would probably induce a crushing disappointment..."But I digress Bloop. Today we'll be helping the fine wizened elders bloop to some entertainment." It was at this point an Anbu arrived on the premises. He'd whisper into the Squid's ear whose cheerful demeanor returned to a neutral hard to discern one once more. The anbu would then vanish in a puff of smoke. Spoken with fallacy trying to maintain high spirits his arm would rise. "It seems Himito-chan won't be joining us today. At least for the time being." The anbu hadn't informed him why this was but internally the squid was pulling himself apart. Was it something he said? Was it something he did. These insecurities only manifested themselves in a jello like wiggle through the entirety of the man's body while his expression remained mysteriously void.
Ooc: Because of Mana's recent lack attendance and the current deadline it's been discussed out of character to proceed so not to detriment the teams progress towards the aforementioned deadline.
❞ ·.¸¸.-;Buffs<-.¸¸.·´❞ ○ ○ ○ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +1 > B • Kanboku(Ink Based Chakra Cost) Reduced by ½ to a minimum of 5 • Art of the Bloop: Ink & Brush Based Techniques Cost [10] less to cast • Art of the Bloop: Every other Technique Costs [5] more to cast • Santa's Knowledge 2: Ninjutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bloodline Post reduction +2 • Squid At Heart: Post Reduction +1 For Hojo Clan Inking Methods/Blends • Multi-Jointed: Can contort body seamlessly for disturbing outcomes increasing overall evasiveness slightly. • Endai Ika [ Far Reaching Squid ]: As if cracking a whip, the Hojo clan member is able to outstretch his arms up to 10 yards (30 Feet).
❞ ·.¸¸.->Disciplines<-.¸¸.·´❞ •Blood Bender: User receives and additional 3 custom bloodline techniques. To clarify, these are custom techniques that must involve and utilize the character's bloodline. +1 Locked Formless Slot
•Mystic Hero: The user is much like a hybrid warrior, focusing on mixing ninjutsu into their personal arsenal. Through their great devotion to this path the user can cast ninjutsu without hand seals while wielding a weapon, D at genin, C at chunnin, B at Jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin. These techniques maintain the same description and criteria to use, as well as require the same amount of time to mold the chakra through the weapon as would be needed to perform hand seals, meaning the techniques are not instantaneously cast. The user’s spirit is so strong, that they can utilize their physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques of the same rank or below.
❞ ·.¸¸.-Techniques Used<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Φ Φ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Equipment<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Wire 20 Yards Φ Suiton Brush Φ Belt of Assorted Inks contained in flasks
❞ ·.¸¸.->Trivia<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Hojo Clan Ink can only be removed with hot water. Φ Locked Formless Style Brush: Rank B Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Mental: Rank B Φ 5' 9/175.3 cm : 172lbs/78 kg : A.k.A~Monochrome Squid
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Liori Q Mundo l Bakuton - Mouths Awakened l Kumogakure l Genin
Liori grumbled a few choice profanities as she walked through the residential district, her mood having soured about five puddles of, well disguised, slush ago. Toes aching as the cold gnawed them at the bone. Her eyes scanned the street for the building she had been looking for, things different from her memories though that was one district repair ago. Tightening the bear pelt around her torso as tight as she could get it her eyes locked onto the building in question. Eyes widening at the fact she wasn't lost anymore and her blood pumping as she realized she was about to be freed from this accursed cold. She had always hated winter with a burning passion when she was living on the streets, and the thought of having to do it another year was maddening. Luckily the receptionist had given her a gift from the gods in the form of a simple room key. Practically running she made her way to the buildings doors, almost shoving a couple of people out of the way after they body blocked the door talking to themselves.
She was greeted with a wave of heat once the doors closed behind her. She was about to begin her search for a staircase when her eyes locked onto a familiar bundle of messy platinum blonde lockes. 'She was right!' She thought to herself before practically tackling her younger brother. Said brother hand't spotted her before being crushed between her arms, air knocked out of him he began to squirm trying to get free from the vice grip she was hold. "Who the heck? Let go you- L... Liori?!" His face shuffled through quiet a few emotions, disbelief and happiness being what he settled on, "I was beginning to think you weren't coming back! Why didn't you tell me you were leaving on a mission?! And what took you so long? How dare you go so long without checking in! What would dad have said about this?" Liori found herself snorting in amusement as her younger brother attempted to scold her. Releasing him from her grip before she patted his cheek condescendingly. "Oh shut it you p***k. I've been back in the village for a while now. Though most of it was spent unconscious at the hospital. Speaking of which, I didn't see any get well cards mister. To important to visit your older sister while shes bed ridden?" She teased knowing he had no reason to even think she was in the village, a soft smile tugging at her lips as she watched her brothers face contort in panic.
He took a step back and eyed her for a second, the panic began to fade and replace with amusement as he noticed her tone. "Yea, I can believe that. You look like s**t. What did you call and couldn't get back up, old lady?" He matched her with a tease of his own, crossing his arms. Liori's eyes narrowed as he called her old, brows releasing the brief annoyed expression as she punched him in the shoulder. "Pfft, as if. Not tired enough to kick your a**, in fact if you could see what I did to a tree before I left you wouldn't be so cocky..." She began as a long yawn escaped her lips, "But I digress. As happy as I am to see you... I'm feeling worse than I look honestly. So I'm gonna go crash. Only thing that kept me going on the way here was the chance I might spot you before I crashed. Had to be sure my baby brother wasn't crying in a corner without big sis around." She snorted as her brothers face flustered. Rolling his eyes he made his way towards the doors. "Oh whatever. Go get some sleep I'll stop by some other time... when you don't look like a total wreck," He stopped as he pushed one open, turning back with a smile, "Glad to see you back sis." Liori watched from the lobbies windows as he vanished down the street. Stretching out her arms she turned on her heel and made her way up the nearby staircase. 'Well at hes still holding up fine.' She thought to herself, legs burning as she made her way up to her destinations floor.
Walking down the empty hallway she fiddled around with her room key, mind distant as she walked. 'Where could those other two have gone? Ugh c'mon memory... they were definitely on that damned ship before I blacked out.' She questioned her self, thinking back to what the secretary had said about half the squad missing still. Her eyes drifted upwards pulling her out of her thoughts in time to notice she was about to pass her room, legs halting their slow walk. Inserting her key into the lock she twisted, relief plainly visible on her face when the door unlocked. Half of her was worried that with how her luck had been going that the key wasn't going to work. She made her way into 212, locking the door behind her as she flicked on the lights. "Well its more than I was expecting. Much better than an alley in any case." She mumbled to herself, as she kicked off her damp sandles. Pocketing her key again as she walked around the living room. She let the pelt around her shoulders loosen as she made her way to one of the closed doors. Peeking into the left one she noticed how bare the rooms themselves were. Still more than she had been expecting, at least there was a futon in each room. Not even caring if she was picking the better room she quickly shuffled to the white mattress on the floor. Peeling off her thigh highs she tossed them next to the mattress. Her clay pouches and equipment pouch landing on top of them as she freed her waist of her two belts. Finally she kicked off her shorts after opting to place her cleaver on the ground away from the bed rather than throwing it. She fell face first into the welcoming embrace of cushioning fabric, her eyes struggling to stay open at this point. She adjusted the pelt, like it was a blanket, she snuggled into it getting comfy. 'Oh praise Shin Mar, its been so long since I've had a proper bed. And its so comfy too!' She thought to herself as her eyes fluttered closed, 'Just a quick nap than I can catch up on my meditations.' Her mind slowed down to a crawl, her body relaxing quickly under the pelt. Chakra Pool: [505 //505] Stamina: [100 //145]
Quote; "To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing." Liori's Theme; Rasetsu
Immediately waved down by an employee once she had entered, Hatsu would find out she had a new room, her things from the old one already moved over. She didn't have much, so it didn't bother her much that they moved it without telling her beforehand. Thanking the employee, she would take her room key and head over there.
Once inside, she would find the room to be a bit different, three rooms total. One more room than before, she would notice a kitchen area, along with a bedroom/bathroom combo, and a living area connecting the two and the hall. There was a box on the wall to control the room's temperature, which Hatsu would set to a nice zero degrees celsius. Her current outfit rined by multiple holes, Hatsu figured she'd wear her old gear until she either found a new dress, or got the red one fixed or replaced. Removing her garments, she set up a shower, turning on the cold water but not the hot. she let it run for a moment while she undid her wrapping, looking at how bad her injuries still were. After carefully showering she would dry herself off and get into bed for the night. It was still fairly early but she needed to get up just as early.
It was still dark out once Hatsu had woken up, but if she was to lead a team, she had to set an example. Getting out of bed she'd make her bed before heading to her bedroom dresser. Opening it up she grabbed a pair of undergarments, followed by her old shinobi gear. Clothing herself, Hatsu would then grab the tools of her trade, as well as the lion figurine, which she would tie to her tool bag. Exiting, she would lock her room up and head for the academy.
[Exit To] Academy/Dojo
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Tsumetai [ Cold to the Touch ]: The skin of each Shinsetsu clan member is chilled; producing a refreshing, almost intoxicating aura. This aura does not stretch far from one's person, and only the Shinsetsu and those in direct contact with him/her can truly appreciate the feeling. Because of this attribute, humidity is a foreign concept to the Shinsetsu, and only the most extreme of heats will cause those within tsumetai's effect to break a sweat. Additionally, this consistent cold has weathered their skin and innards, providing an internal and external resistance to freezing temperatures. Although not exactly topical, it should be noted that thanks to their relaxing aura, the Shinsetsu are considered some of the most desirable lovers in the world. 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.
♥ Liori's mind swarmed with thoughts as she quickly drifted off. A small frown forming on her lips as her consciousness faded into the abyss of sleep. Slowly her subconsciousness took reign of her exhausted mind. Images peaked through the black of nothingness like pin pricked holes of light seeping through a sheet. She found herself standing in the middle of an empty ship. Looking around she made her way to the only door in the room, the boat rocking from the constant assault of high waves crashing into the hull. Almost loosing balance she placed her feet firmly against the wooden floor. A roar from the heavens echoed through her bones as thunder commanded control of the skies themselves. Flinching from the sheer volume she momentarily closed her eyes. The moment light faded from sight the motions and sounds halted. An eerie silence took over as Liori steadied her self. Eyes flickering open she found herself no longer on the boat. Instead she was stood in the middle of a dark inn room, the only light in the room peaking through the broken window. Her hands covered in a sticky warm blood, her hands half the size of normal, the skin on her palms freshly torn open. Sticking between her mending mouths teeth were chunks of red flesh. Tearing her eyes away from her defiled hands onto the rotting corpse on the floor in front of her. The mans throat torn out from two sides, where her hands had hooked into. Even today she only felt the smallest pang of guilt for killing the masked man. Eyes drifting up from the corpse as the sound of footsteps climbed the stairs, hands pounding on the rooms door before opening it. The light flooding the room blinding her as she turned to face the new intruders. Only to find she was back in her room, face buried in her damp pillow, the pained ringing of her headache dulled to a background noise.
[+45 Stamina, combined from sleeping and out of combat]
Liori groaned as she pushed herself up from the embrace of the mattress, hair plastered to her cheeks from the drool that had pooled up on her pillow. "Ugh, great... is that dream gonna be sticking around again?" She grumbled under her breath, pushing her pillow off the futon. Rolling around onto her back now, scratching her stomach as she let out a long yawn. She found herself resting her eyes for just a couple moments more as she stretched out her limbs. 'I could just go back to sleep. I believe my orders were to rest... As tempting as that is, self, I need a damned shower.' She debated with herself before sitting up. Pushing the bear pelt off of her onto the floor she ran her hands through her untamed hair. "Shower. Meditate. Then... hm, don't really have much to do until I get my new orders. Maybe sleep some more?" She mumbled to herself, standing up with arms stretched towards the ceiling. Stifling a yawn she began to clean the mess she already made in her room. Folding the bear pelt unto a compact square before placing it on her mattress. Opening her empty closet and hanging her shorts and socks from a singular hanger, grabbing her room key from her shorts pocket. Closing the sliding door she grabbed her cleaver from across the room she tossed it in the air a few times before hiding it under her pillow. Grabbing her equipment and clay pouches she made her way out of her room into the living room. She dropped her pouches on the counter next to the door, before dropping her key into a small bowl and moving it to the same spot of the counter for ease.
Walking to the apartments bathroom as she inspected her longer hair, twisting some frayed ends between her fingers. "I suppose I could let it grow out for a change, give it a trial run before trimming it back to my preferred length." She mumbled, closing the bathroom door with her foot. She flinched as she looked into the mirror. Dried droll caked her cheek with her hair clinging to it like a life line. The hair not clinging to her face was fluffed out like a poor mans afro, only flattened on one side where her head was planted into her pillow. 'Oh jeez, what a mess.' She mused as she turned on the rooms shower. She listened to the water fall onto the tiled bottom, before flowing down the drain. As steam began to fog up the room she lifted her heavy black shirt off of her torso, tossing it on the floor before kicking her red boxers off afterwards. Stepping into the near scalding water she let out a happy sigh, standing under the assault of water. 'Wow, it actually has a reasonable amount of water pressure, what a nice surprise.' She thought to herself as she began combing her hair with her fingers, letting water run through her lockes as she combed it back out of habit. She just stood in the shower enjoying the burning heat of the water wash over her skin, her muscles relaxed their knots, and her headache finally faded away. A couple minutes of actual cleaning and she began to feel her skin pruning. 'I suppose thats enough.' She thought to herself as she turned off the now luke warm water. Reaching out from behind the curtain she grabbed at a towel, pulling it free from its hook on the wall. Mostly dry she stepped out from the curtain and wrapped the towel up around her hair, rubbing her palm against the fogged mirror to get a view. Inspecting her face she nodded to herself happy with how much better she looked after a simple shower. "Wonderful." She commented before picking up her clothing. Removing the towel from her mostly dry hair, she folded it and put it back on its hook. Putting her minimal clothing back on she began hand combing her hair back into a more manageable shape.
Satisfied with her work she opened the bathroom door, flicking the bathroom light off before making her way back into her room. "Time to catch up on my meditations. Oh Shin Mar, who knows how long I've been unintentionally putting that off." She grumbled, the last time she had meditated was before leaving on the mission to Takumi. Walking over to her futon she decided to push the bedding off into a corner of the room, feeling she'd sleep better with her back against a wall. Tempted to crawl right back into bed she fought against the idea and made her way to the middle of the room, dropping down to the floor. Folding her legs over each other before straightening her back and resting her hands in her lap as her eyes closed firm. "O Shin Mar, great sage and keeper of Chantar's secrets... Guide my hands through this mortal plane, keep my feet steady on the soil, and stay my heart from temptation. Guide my father through the gates to the next plane... for his soul was too noble to be tainted by our trial. Forgive the transgressions of the masked Iwagakure shinobi, for his actions were not his own and his life stolen by my hands before his story could be authored." Her chanting faded as she began thinking back to any lives she wished to add in her prayers. She had already prayed for Incu and Succu, their stories long since closed and since she didn't feel herself the cause of their demise it would be disrespectful to sew them into her permanent prayer. Part of her wished to add Seiji and Karleen but she had no reason to assume they had perished so their names needn't be included. A slight nod of her head and she picked it back up. "Guide the lives taken in tragedy to the final plane, pen the final chapters in their stories." She didn't know how many lives were snuffed out of existence during whatever happened while she was in a coma, but she felt the need to add them to her prays out of respect. "May you find peace in the next world, for you will find no more here," She chanted louder, "For you will find no more here." She sat in her meditative pose for a few moments longer while she let the tranquility wash over her. Opening her eyes she stared at the rooms wall. 'For you will find no more here.' She repeated in her head. Chakra Pool:: [505 //505] Stamina Pool:: [145 //145]
Quote; "To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing." Liori's Theme; Get Up :: Windmills
༺ Honō Hokori༻ [ "A shinobi who succumbs to their nature is a shinobi lesser than I." ]
༇ So it was witnessed...
Honō took the leashes offered and began attaching them to the dogs closest to him, but only when the seemed to calm down enough to at least - although the excitement was still high enough that they moved follow his hands with lapping tongues. As soon as the door was open, it was like a dinner bell being rung - whatever cool temper Honō was installing into the dogs was erased as they took off for the door. Honō went with them, not at all trying to calm them, instead doing his best to keep up with them, allowing them to run off all of their energy. Who knows how long they've been cooped up for. So Honō ran, chest heaving and arm pulled to its max as the dogs raced themselves down the street. His robe flapped heavily at his heels, and Honō's breath was already starting to become laboured.
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༔ A Natural's Touch ། Hari Clan ། Black Glass Mentality ༔
Chakra:190/190 Stamina:190/190
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༒ Aspects
Strengths: • Evironmental Lens: Ia able to accurately estimate the weaknesses and viable exploits in the surrounding environment. Be it the stabilising pebble at the base of the wall, or the angle needed to fell a tree where needed.
• Soldering Teammate: Honō will support his teammates by means of supplying weapons, tripping up the opponent, or manipulating the environment to his allies' advantage. Honō will watch his teammate(s) to get familiar with their tells, thus becoming more and more accurate in reading their intentions.
• Sleek Steps: Due to his training in the Hari clan, Honō has no difficulty traversing slippery surfaces, even over uneven terrain.
• Latticino Hands Honō's work has gained him steady hands and the ability to perform minute, detailed work. Finicky work, such as the setting up even the most intricate traps, holds less trouble for him.
Weaknesses: • Cracks: Honō was never trained for proper combat, and as such has a tendency to flee instead of fight, especially when out numbered. When hit with an attack, his urge to flee only increases.
• Jewelled: Honō's choice in clothing marks him out from other shinobi; restricting his movements slightly and hindering most chances at stealth.
• Fragility: Trained in his work instead of his responsibilities as a shinobi, Honō lacks the strength most individuals garner from their everyday training.
Fears: • Broken Shards: Knowing he isn't the most skilled shinobi in the village, Honō fears his teammates will leave him behind if he fails to meet their expectations.
• Shattered: Honō was never the strongest, or masculine, individual in Kumo. He fears this makes him a target of assault; verbal or physical. Whenever he leaves the workshop he is constantly anxious and alert of his surroundings, misreading the words and reactions of the people around him to negatively apply to him.
Class Disciplines : • Legendary Smith The user is able to gain a 5th title rank from every applicable smithing tree. 'Training' for Legendary takes 10 posts of crafting work, provides an additional 1 post off of crafting times, and gives a Grandmaster NPC (of the same area) for usage. In addition, any item solo crafted (without an npc helper) is non-reproducible by non-Legendary titled smiths.
• Balanced Master Any jutsu learned can be paid for with either chakra, stamina, or a mix of the two. Any further chakra types are also subject to this. Recovery amounts for chakra and stamina are doubled while working, and working counts as relaxing.
• Lifetime Disciple This discipline is for those wishing to gain from a lifetime master, never to be one themselves until their master is deceased. Gaining knowledge from over the course of their studies, the disciple will receive twice the benefits from each of their master's smithing trees (up to their completed titles), while in the living presence of them. After their master's death, they will successfully pass on a permanent, one-quarter of the benefit to their own Lifetime Disciple, if any. (round up to the nearest applicable number, as designated in the smithing thread)
Reductions: • N/A
Personal Attributes: • A Natural's Touch: After long study and a certain knack at birth, Honō has what many people call a "natural talent" for creation of glass objects. Because of this, every third creation is exceptionally superb, granting a 50% increase to profits made from that item.
• Black Glass Mentality: Honō's years of training with Katon [ Fire ] jutsu and glassmaking and mainpulation jutsu has helped him learn a deeper understanding of volcanic glass. As such, his experiments with enchanting any volcanic glass with Gellal has been cut by half.
xxxxx Nathaniel sucked in a sharp breath at the tentacle but said nothing. He still wasn't used to the other man being a ... squid thing. When he saw the drawing his jaw dropped a bit at the sight. He hadn't thought Toso would make something like this- hadn't thought he'd draw anything since it seemed more directed at them. The observation that he was heading for the medical field was a bit touching, and a little farther than borderline creepy, which was a victory for Toso if nothing else. Then Nathaniel looked a bit sheepish at his leader's assumption that the drawing was of him, but the topic gratefully changed.
An ANBU mystically appeared and disappeared in a seeming blink of the eye. Toso's face had fallen, and it made Nathaniel's heart race. What was wrong? Thankfully, the squid man wasn't one for huge theatrics and explained without much suspense. He was disappointed, but it couldn't be helped, he supposed. "Onward to help our elders, then?
3725 Ryo 2125 AC
OOC: I'm so sorry for not posting! I'd read the OOC on your post but overlooked it and kept waiting for her post anyways?? Honestly you should have kicked my a** for not posting this long, I totally earned it! Sorry for holding us up omg D: I belong on your fight list
boo boo booBLOOP_ BLoOp_ bLoOp ´¯`·.¸¸.->Tōsokurui Ashi Hojo <-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pup´¯`·.¸¸.->I'm not squidding around here...<-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pupNothing is ever just black and white.
With hearty reassurances Toso looked towards the clock in the districts center. It was nearing time to proceed. Actually in all do honesty it was time to proceed. It struck the squad leader rather hard that neither Himito nor Hanna had arrived on the premises. The anbu informed him of Himito but for the most part he had expected Hanna to arrive. Perhaps she was just running late. Occupied with the happenings of her life. Toso could only wish the best but he was sure he'd receive some Anbu communication about her as well. Ah...that's right...they were supposed to be there, at the location. Well...he was a punctual squid. "Bloop onward indeed!" Two tentacles emerged from the man collar like eldritch nightmares. They would wrap themselves around Nathaniel who'd dropped his guard momentarily. They acted in urgency and once the prey was ensnared their owner made his dash for the establishments multi-purpose room.
The tentacles were more of a friendly but secure hug in their ensnarement of the boy but to say the least it still would have been a surprise an mayhaps awkward. Unlike most tentacles though Toso's didn't seem to permeate moisture or have a slippery texture. As quickly as he was lifted up he was put down into a chair next to the squid. Perhaps when he gained his sense of reality once more he'd see something in front of him. A ball rolling device to be exact. The ball rolling device would ring familiar indeed. Like one of those old family sitcoms they would be participating in one of the most tried and true cliches. Inside the mechanism were several white colored balls each with numbers on them. If Nathaniel were to look outward he'd see a bunch of disgruntled seniors staring at cards. This rip roaring 'entertainment' service they were to provide was of course BINGO. (Assist the Elderly 1/6)
"Bloop thank you for your patience. Let us begin the festivities! Nathaniel if you will? There was a large white board to the left of squidman. It seemed to have had every number written on its entirety. It would have been his responsibility to mark the numbers but it seemed he was going to have to do three jobs now. The responsibilities were to be distributed among them as Warden, roulette spinner, mc, and number marker. For now Nathaniel was placed in the roulette spinner seat taking into account they seemed to have been a tad late. Flexing his body he'd whisper into Nathaniel's ear "Feel free to ask if you want to fill any of the positions." The aforementioned responsibilities revealed themselves as Toso produced a mission summary. He'd fill the Warden duty for now unsure of Nathaniel's current knowledge in Bunshin. The Mc would announce the number, the spinner would spin the roulette, while the number markers would mark the already called numbers. Toso personally found that position fitting for the lovely ladies. Seeing as they would have been far more charismatic than a wet spaghetti arm. After the squid produced the necessary hand signs beneath the table as three clones formed from inky blackness began to patrol the rows and aisles. The expectant sensei then looked at Nathaniel waiting for him to spin the roulette. (Help the Elderly 2/6)
Ooc: I told you three times Komo *flails arms* I even said it in awe inspiring voice on Sunday. *Donks ur head* Git Ready ta git wet yankey. We got work ta do. N soon. We're just gonna be dynamic duoing.
❞ ·.¸¸.-;Buffs<-.¸¸.·´❞ ○ ○ ○ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +1 > B • Kanboku(Ink Based Chakra Cost) Reduced by ½ to a minimum of 5 • Art of the Bloop: Ink & Brush Based Techniques Cost [10] less to cast • Art of the Bloop: Every other Technique Costs [5] more to cast • Santa's Knowledge 2: Ninjutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bloodline Post reduction +2 • Squid At Heart: Post Reduction +1 For Hojo Clan Inking Methods/Blends • Multi-Jointed: Can contort body seamlessly for disturbing outcomes increasing overall evasiveness slightly. • Endai Ika [ Far Reaching Squid ]: As if cracking a whip, the Hojo clan member is able to outstretch his arms up to 10 yards (30 Feet).
❞ ·.¸¸.->Disciplines<-.¸¸.·´❞ •Blood Bender: User receives and additional 3 custom bloodline techniques. To clarify, these are custom techniques that must involve and utilize the character's bloodline. +1 Locked Formless Slot
•Mystic Hero: The user is much like a hybrid warrior, focusing on mixing ninjutsu into their personal arsenal. Through their great devotion to this path the user can cast ninjutsu without hand seals while wielding a weapon, D at genin, C at chunnin, B at Jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin. These techniques maintain the same description and criteria to use, as well as require the same amount of time to mold the chakra through the weapon as would be needed to perform hand seals, meaning the techniques are not instantaneously cast. The user’s spirit is so strong, that they can utilize their physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques of the same rank or below.
❞ ·.¸¸.-Techniques Used<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Φ Φ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Equipment<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Wire 20 Yards Φ Suiton Brush Φ Belt of Assorted Inks contained in flasks
❞ ·.¸¸.->Trivia<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Hojo Clan Ink can only be removed with hot water. Φ Locked Formless Style Brush: Rank B Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Mental: Rank B Φ 5' 9/175.3 cm : 172lbs/78 kg : A.k.A~Monochrome Squid
xxxxx A gasp escaped as tentacles grasped him all of a sudden. Before he could move to cut him off he was ushered into the multi-purpose room. He was suddenly sitting and looked at Toso with a mix of confusion and accusation. His attention was then brought to the device in front of him, which held white balls with writing on them. "Oh god," he groaned under his breath as he recognized the bingo set-up. They were going to play a game with the very elders who hated them. [1/6]
"I can roll 'em and name 'em," he offered as he began to spin the device. A white ball popped out on the bottom down a slide-like addition. He grabbed the ball as he stood to grab the mic, offering the crowd a heart-winning grin. "Looks like we're starting off today with i-18, folks." He looked around the room to find busy hands stamping off their cards at random intervals among the crowd. Most were either searching hard or complaining about their unlucky streak, even though the game had just started. Nathaniel repeated the number one more time and looked over at Toso to see if he was writing down the appropriate ball ID. [2/6]
3725 Ryo 2125 AC
Players use cards that feature five columns of five squares each, with every square containing a number (except the middle square, which is designated a "FREE" space). The columns are labeled "B" (numbers 1–15), "I" (numbers 16–30), "N" (numbers 31–45), "G" (numbers 46–60), and "O" (numbers 61–75)
OOC: *flails back* lo siento amigo~ i make it up to ya lol
boo boo booBLOOP_ BLoOp_ bLoOp ´¯`·.¸¸.->Tōsokurui Ashi Hojo <-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pup´¯`·.¸¸.->I'm not squidding around here...<-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pupNothing is ever just black and white.
Toso was relieved he wouldn't have to shoulder three responsibilities. In all do honesty Nathaniel would have to submit to the order if he presented it that he wanted them to divide the responsibilities two and two. However, with both Hanna and Himito's absence...the squid felt that maybe he was too harsh or not a very good leader in general. It nagged at him internally but externally the same stalwart face would remain. Toso's free hand would provide Nathaniel with the re-encouraging thumbs up before marking off the letter from the board. Meanwhile the clones patrolled searching for any signs of deceit amidst the ocean of wrinkles. This process of course would continue. Nathaniel calling out names. Disgruntled moans and groans and the occasional heckling old man demanding where the 'eye candy' was. Of course the two of them would have to grin and bear the situation. Perhaps a good thirty to forty five minutes passed before someone yelled 'BINGO!...GAck.' the expression of victory turned into one of mild terror as the old man clutched his chest and began to convulse. The old woman next to him immediately sprang up to grab the elderly man. 'Someone call the medics! Roku! Roku he's havin a heart attack!' 'Ah just let em die. Why don't cha! Can't be any worse than sittin through this...plus he's a dirty cheat! I call it Karma.' It seemed the villagers hadn't only lost faith in the ninja but some had lost faith even in one another. The signs of their failures Toso's, Nathaniel's, and everyone's personalities manifesting themselves in distrusting nihilistic personalities. Toso himself internally was overwhelmed however, externally he expressed his calm demeanor. "Nathaniel-kun please see if there is anything you can do. I trust you. I'll seek aid. Bloop." Toso being the most honed in physical body would make for the halls. Knowing nothing of medical practice he left the situation to Nathaniel. He needed to find someone who knew ,more of the one called Roku's condition. His clones meanwhile were trying to calm an elderly uproar.
❞ ·.¸¸.-;Buffs<-.¸¸.·´❞ ○ ○ ○ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +1 > B • Kanboku(Ink Based Chakra Cost) Reduced by ½ to a minimum of 5 • Art of the Bloop: Ink & Brush Based Techniques Cost [10] less to cast • Art of the Bloop: Every other Technique Costs [5] more to cast • Santa's Knowledge 2: Ninjutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bloodline Post reduction +2 • Squid At Heart: Post Reduction +1 For Hojo Clan Inking Methods/Blends • Multi-Jointed: Can contort body seamlessly for disturbing outcomes increasing overall evasiveness slightly. • Endai Ika [ Far Reaching Squid ]: As if cracking a whip, the Hojo clan member is able to outstretch his arms up to 10 yards (30 Feet).
❞ ·.¸¸.->Disciplines<-.¸¸.·´❞ •Blood Bender: User receives and additional 3 custom bloodline techniques. To clarify, these are custom techniques that must involve and utilize the character's bloodline. +1 Locked Formless Slot
•Mystic Hero: The user is much like a hybrid warrior, focusing on mixing ninjutsu into their personal arsenal. Through their great devotion to this path the user can cast ninjutsu without hand seals while wielding a weapon, D at genin, C at chunnin, B at Jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin. These techniques maintain the same description and criteria to use, as well as require the same amount of time to mold the chakra through the weapon as would be needed to perform hand seals, meaning the techniques are not instantaneously cast. The user’s spirit is so strong, that they can utilize their physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques of the same rank or below.
❞ ·.¸¸.-Techniques Used<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Φ Φ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Equipment<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Wire 20 Yards Φ Suiton Brush Φ Belt of Assorted Inks contained in flasks
❞ ·.¸¸.->Trivia<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Hojo Clan Ink can only be removed with hot water. Φ Locked Formless Style Brush: Rank B Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Mental: Rank B Φ 5' 9/175.3 cm : 172lbs/78 kg : A.k.A~Monochrome Squid
xxxxx Nathaniel had warmed up the idea of bingo as the time flew by, falling into a comfortable rhythm. It was hard to do a mission with half the team you expected but he felt like he and Toso were pulling it together. The elderly didn't seem to care too much, though some had been vocal about the amount of eye candy was present (Nathaniel thought he was a pretty good catch but whatever). He was starting to smile more during the game. [3/6]
And then it happened. A shout from the crowd introduced the man as Roku. Nathaniel turned to Toso as if waiting for an order- something he wouldn't usually do but after acting without invitation during Wan's whole speech, he felt he'd be the same immature boy he was then if he performed the same song and dance. He nodded at Toso after the order and hopped down without further hesitation. He was already performing hand signs to manage his chakra control as he got down there, barking at everyone around Roku to back up. His eiseijutsu chakra covered his hands and he brought them down on the man's chest. It was an inappropriate jutsu to use at the moment but it would help the man hold on while Toso got help. [4/6]
3725 Ryo 2125 AC
Players use cards that feature five columns of five squares each, with every square containing a number (except the middle square, which is designated a "FREE" space). The columns are labeled "B" (numbers 1–15), "I" (numbers 16–30), "N" (numbers 31–45), "G" (numbers 46–60), and "O" (numbers 61–75)
boo boo booBLOOP_ BLoOp_ bLoOp ´¯`·.¸¸.->Tōsokurui Ashi Hojo <-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pup´¯`·.¸¸.->I'm not squidding around here...<-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pupNothing is ever just black and white.
The acquisition of an orderly was easy enough. Simply mentioning the mans name was enough to invoke a state of urgency in the worker. It was apparently not the elderly individual's first time going into a cardiac crisis. Toso would assist the worker in the acquisition of necessary medication in one of the nearby infirmary wings to hasten the process. He had only hoped that in doing so it would put Nathaniel a little more at ease trying to manage the situation he was in. Anbu usually weren't as abundant in living centers like this. Although there were a few who took menial guard positions due to the recent events that had transpired. Toso would then return to the scene of the situation with an orderly in hand. Nathaniel's compressions aided the situation it seemed as the man was at least breathing normally again. Nathaniel would feel the lengthy appendage on his shoulder once more. It's familiarity most likely becoming common place now. "Bloop step aside Nathaniel-kun. Let's leave the rest to the professional." The nurse gave the boy a nod as she assumed her position she began to massage pills down the man's throat. He eventually stabilized. The nurse would then place the elderly individual's arm over her shoulders and begin to ferry him off to bed. Nathaniel could find solace in the fact he had done some good. Meanwhile Toso would return to the chair as everyone calmed down he'd then re-assume the mic. "Bloop shall we continue?" Some faith for the nin was restored that day. Originally confused some of the elderly individuals decided why not. Worrying about something already passed, some could go for something to distract them. Some left. For the most part if Nathaniel wasn't too shaken up the duo would continue until the end of the day. Receiving some minor praises and criticisms. There was still a lack of eye candy for the male participants but they would have to deal. When the day ended the pinching of Nathaniel's cheeks would ensure from elderly women calling the boy cute and talking about their grand daughters. Meanwhile Toso was being challenged to some shadow boxing. These were the rewards the nin fought for. Happiness and the safety of the villagers. The end of this long day being a reminder of that as warm fuzzies were all around. Something fresh from the recent criticisms they'd been facing the entire week. Of course the criticisms were still there but many for now chose to remain silent.
[Assist the Elderly 6/6]
Outside Toso would administer the missive to Nathaniel. "Bloop the presence was appreciated today Nathaniel-kun." Toso would then remove the pictures he'd drawn of Himito and Hanna. Looking around one last time. When he saw neither he tucked them away once more as if he were sad. But of course that never showed itself on his face. "I'll be seeing you tommorrow then. Bloop. Same place, same time." With those words Toso didn't take off instead he'd stand in the same place until Nathaniel decided to leave.
❞ ·.¸¸.-;Buffs<-.¸¸.·´❞ ○ ○ ○ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +1 > B • Kanboku(Ink Based Chakra Cost) Reduced by ½ to a minimum of 5 • Art of the Bloop: Ink & Brush Based Techniques Cost [10] less to cast • Art of the Bloop: Every other Technique Costs [5] more to cast • Santa's Knowledge 2: Ninjutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bloodline Post reduction +2 • Squid At Heart: Post Reduction +1 For Hojo Clan Inking Methods/Blends • Multi-Jointed: Can contort body seamlessly for disturbing outcomes increasing overall evasiveness slightly. • Endai Ika [ Far Reaching Squid ]: As if cracking a whip, the Hojo clan member is able to outstretch his arms up to 10 yards (30 Feet).
❞ ·.¸¸.->Disciplines<-.¸¸.·´❞ •Blood Bender: User receives and additional 3 custom bloodline techniques. To clarify, these are custom techniques that must involve and utilize the character's bloodline. +1 Locked Formless Slot
•Mystic Hero: The user is much like a hybrid warrior, focusing on mixing ninjutsu into their personal arsenal. Through their great devotion to this path the user can cast ninjutsu without hand seals while wielding a weapon, D at genin, C at chunnin, B at Jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin. These techniques maintain the same description and criteria to use, as well as require the same amount of time to mold the chakra through the weapon as would be needed to perform hand seals, meaning the techniques are not instantaneously cast. The user’s spirit is so strong, that they can utilize their physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques of the same rank or below.
❞ ·.¸¸.-Techniques Used<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Φ Φ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Equipment<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Wire 20 Yards Φ Suiton Brush Φ Belt of Assorted Inks contained in flasks
❞ ·.¸¸.->Trivia<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Hojo Clan Ink can only be removed with hot water. Φ Locked Formless Style Brush: Rank B Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Mental: Rank B Φ 5' 9/175.3 cm : 172lbs/78 kg : A.k.A~Monochrome Squid
xxxxx Nathaniel didn't flinch at the tentacle this time. He simply let the professional take on the situation and he stepped away. When Toso got the room under control and everyone sat down, he continued on with the bingo game as if nothing had happened. It was easier to pretend and the elders that stayed seemed to agree. The rest of the day flew by and Toso handed with missive over without much conversation. They both had been observing the surroundings in case of their teammates, but to no avail. [Complete: Assist the Elderly]
"Same place, same time," Nathaniel echoed. He pocketed the missive and went off god-knows-where to escape the atmosphere and get a fresh breath of air.
[exit]
3725 Ryo 2125 AC
Players use cards that feature five columns of five squares each, with every square containing a number (except the middle square, which is designated a "FREE" space). The columns are labeled "B" (numbers 1–15), "I" (numbers 16–30), "N" (numbers 31–45), "G" (numbers 46–60), and "O" (numbers 61–75)
boo boo booBLOOP_ BLoOp_ bLoOp ´¯`·.¸¸.->Tōsokurui Ashi Hojo <-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pup´¯`·.¸¸.->I'm not squidding around here...<-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pupNothing is ever just black and white.
Twas now the next day and the finale of the medial chores they were given would soon come to an end. When it would he wondered where that would leave them. Nathaniel seemed the positive sort and Toso's concern for the other two continued. He was informed once more that both Hanna and Himito would not be attending. Now this had caused a level of concern. Should he have escorted them home? Should he have kept watch after handing out missives? If Nathaniel didn't show that would only add more warrant to his worries. Nathaniel in general seemed indifferent in his opinions about him. Maybe he was cultivating a secret hatred for the squid. NO, bloop he couldn't worry about such things and lose faith in his members. They all must have had their reasons for their absences. There was already so little faith. Toso would not make any less of it. So he waited for someone to arrive.
❞ ·.¸¸.-;Buffs<-.¸¸.·´❞ ○ ○ ○ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +1 > B • Kanboku(Ink Based Chakra Cost) Reduced by ½ to a minimum of 5 • Art of the Bloop: Ink & Brush Based Techniques Cost [10] less to cast • Art of the Bloop: Every other Technique Costs [5] more to cast • Santa's Knowledge 2: Ninjutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bloodline Post reduction +2 • Squid At Heart: Post Reduction +1 For Hojo Clan Inking Methods/Blends • Multi-Jointed: Can contort body seamlessly for disturbing outcomes increasing overall evasiveness slightly. • Endai Ika [ Far Reaching Squid ]: As if cracking a whip, the Hojo clan member is able to outstretch his arms up to 10 yards (30 Feet).
❞ ·.¸¸.->Disciplines<-.¸¸.·´❞ •Blood Bender: User receives and additional 3 custom bloodline techniques. To clarify, these are custom techniques that must involve and utilize the character's bloodline. +1 Locked Formless Slot
•Mystic Hero: The user is much like a hybrid warrior, focusing on mixing ninjutsu into their personal arsenal. Through their great devotion to this path the user can cast ninjutsu without hand seals while wielding a weapon, D at genin, C at chunnin, B at Jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin. These techniques maintain the same description and criteria to use, as well as require the same amount of time to mold the chakra through the weapon as would be needed to perform hand seals, meaning the techniques are not instantaneously cast. The user’s spirit is so strong, that they can utilize their physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques of the same rank or below.
❞ ·.¸¸.-Techniques Used<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Φ Φ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Equipment<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Wire 20 Yards Φ Suiton Brush Φ Belt of Assorted Inks contained in flasks
❞ ·.¸¸.->Trivia<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Hojo Clan Ink can only be removed with hot water. Φ Locked Formless Style Brush: Rank B Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Mental: Rank B Φ 5' 9/175.3 cm : 172lbs/78 kg : A.k.A~Monochrome Squid
