❧ || Training Facility :: Dojo

[Disturbed Otaku]

✾ Rikka Takanashi ✾
Shinobi Profile

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Village: Konohagakure
Rank: Genin
Gender: Female
Main Class: Taijutsu
Sub-Class: Sensor

AC: 0
Ryo: 両 0

Chakra: 365
Used/Gained: +/- 0
Total: 365

Stamina: 255
Used/Gained: +/- 0
Total: 255

Techniques Used/Active Techniques

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Passives:

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Inventory:

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• Knife
• Shuriken x13
• Kunai x2

"Someone who isn't willing to sacrifice anything can never change anything.
The world is a cruel place indeed."

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Theme Song of Rikka Takanashi






Rikka enters the dojo, hands folded behind her head. She seems to be mumbling nonsense to herself, "so many Taijutsu styles, so little time to learn all of them. I suppose I'll start with Hsing-I Pakua though. According to that scroll I'll be doing a bit of meditating to understand the five elements better and apply them when fighting. I’d like to get that boring crap out of the way," Rikka goes deeper into the dojo, ignoring everything else around her as she searches for a place to train in peace. She'd be meditating, so finding a quiet place would be important. Rikka eventually finds a nice quiet place in the corner and sits down, legs crossed, so she can begin meditating. She starts with the element of fire and thinks of the true essence of it. Bursting, exploding, dancing, never still. He feels as though by applying this concept when fighting his attacks can be faster.

Hsing-I Pakua - Fire: Bursting [Hou: Pao] 1/1 LEARNED

Rikka then thinks about the true essence of earth. Solid, firm, strong, yet active underneath. By applying this concept she could stand firm and stop or redirect attacks by people even larger than herself. This was something that would always come in handy considering she more a defensive fighter than an offensive one.

Hsing-I Pakua - Earth: Crossing [Tu: Heng] 1/1 LEARNED

Next was metal. Metal is Hard, decisive, and sharp. By applying this concept Rikka could give her techniques more power. Rikka was fine with that. More power was always a good thing.

Hsing-I Pakua - Metal: Splitting [Jin: Pi] 1/1 LEARNED

Rikka was almost done. The next element was water. Water is Flowing, formless, yet soft. When Rikka thought about it, nothing is softer than water. Applying this concept to a technique could increase its penetrating power, even giving her the ability to penetrate through armor. A valuable ability indeed.

Hsing-I Pakua - Water: Drillng [Shui: Zuan] 1/1 LEARNED

The final element was wood. The greater the branches, the deeper the roots right? Rikka thought on that some more and eventually came to a conclusion. Applying this concept to her combinations would enable her to increase the speed of that combination. A good thing to be able to do when speed is needed.

Hsing-I Pakua - Wood: Smothering [Mu: Beng] 1/1 LEARNED

Basic Training: Meditate COMPLETE

Hsing-I Pakua Stage 1 MASTERED

Rikka stands up from her spot on the floor, grateful she could now start learning how to actually fight. It was time to learn the first technique of Hsing-I Pakua. She takes a small step forward, compressing her body like a coiled snake. Rocketing her body forward while twisting his hips, he lets loose a quick punch forward just like a snake striking.

Hsing-I Pakua: Coiled Snake LEARNED

Next technique. This one was just a few kicks, but it might prove useful. Rikka sinks her body by bending her knees, while at the same time lifting a single knee about chest level. Shifting her hips forward in a pendulum motion, she quickly extends her leg in a powerful front kick, quickly followed by another kick by jumping forward with the back leg.

Hsing-I Pakua: Extending Rooster LEARNED

Rikka decides that the next few techniques would be a lot easier for him to perform with at least a training dummy to perform them on. So, she goes to stand before one and begins the next technique in the Hsing-I Pakua style. This one was quite simple. Rikka visualizes the dummy in front of him coming at him to attack. She scoots back to avoid the imaginary attack, then immediately bounces back in with a palm strike towards the dummy’s chest.

Hsing-I Pakua: Bear Withdrawing, Shocking, then Following 1/1 LEARNED

This would be the last technique in the second stage of the Hsing-I Pakua style. It was a greatly needed skill that would assist her in parrying her opponent’s attacks in the future. It consisted of one of her hands being brought up, like a bird looking at its wing, while at the same time putting the other hand down at the ground like a bird hovering over a kill. By turning her hips, he now had a defensive barrier in the form of his hands that would be able to parry most attacks. Not only that, but parrying attacks in this way would set her up perfectly to perform a counterattack.

Hsing-I Pakua: Phoenix Spanning and Turning 1/1 LEARNED

Hsing-I Pakua: Stage 2 MASTERED

Time to start the third stage of Hsing-I Pakua off with a powerful technique. This one would, hopefully, prove to be as useful as it was powerful. At least, it seemed pretty powerful to her. For a third stage taijutsu technique it did at least. But then the majority of the techniques in this style were useful. That’s why she liked it so much. Rikka started this technique by stepping forward and to the left, as if to dodge a pretend attack that hadn’t actually happened of course. She then grabbed the dummy’s right arm. If it was an actual person she was fighting then her hand would be enhanced with chakra to give her more grip, but this was just a dummy so that was unnecessary. In any case, upon grabbing the dummy’s arm she roughly shook it as if to keep an opponent off balance. This was followed by a short combo of about five quick, powerful punches which would end with a palm strike to the head.

Hsing-I Pakua: Snake Entrapping and Striking 1/1 LEARNED

With the one complex technique of the style out of the way, Rikka could move on to the more simple ones. Just because they were simple didn’t make them any less damaging though. In this next technique Rikka began by rotating her front foot out (her left since he is right handed), thus opening her hips. In this position she would shift her hips and unleash a powerful torqueing round house kick towards the leg of the dummy, as if to cripple or off-balance her opponent. Rikka then drove her elbow into the back of the dummy’s ‘head’ and finished off the technique by dropping the same elbow vertically into its ‘shoulder’, a move that would easily sweep a person off of their feet.

Hsing-I Pakua: Lion Sweeping and Chopping 1/1 LEARNED

Rikka thinks on the next technique and decides… she wouldn’t try it out. It sounded nice and all… but it didn’t seem particularly useful. Plus she’d look rather stupid doing it. Besides, it sounded pretty simple enough. The point of it apparently seemed to be that she would jump at an opponent – probably over her opponent’s own attack to ensure that it would connect – and perform a double knee strike into her opponent’s head or chest. She would continue down to the ground with her opponent and continue her assault there with punches to her opponent’s head, their arms trapped by Rikka’s legs and making them incapable of retaliating. Yeah, Rikka would definitely look stupid doing this to a dummy. It was simple enough, so now she could move on to more useful techniques that wouldn’t require as much luck. ‘Cause with this technique, it seemed like if she missed she would be out of luck and someone would easily be able to perform a counter attack.

Hsing-I Pakua: Phoenix Launching and Hunting 1/1 LEARNED

This technique was far more useful than the last, and Rikka couldn’t wait to try it out. Standing in front of the dummy she shifted her hips in its direction, it being her target of course. She then performed a heavy, powerful kick that would easily be able to collapse an opponent’s guard and compromise their frame. Rikka then skips the second part of this technique, since there was no guarding limb and no attacking weapon coming at her for her to get rid of. Instead she moves straight to the last part of this technique. This consisted of Rikka unleashing a quick, but vicious uppercut towards the dummy’s head/neck.

Hsing-I Pakua: Unicorn Charging and Goring 1/1 LEARNED

This was the final technique of the third stage of the Hsing-I Pakua style. In Rikka’s opinion it was pretty… underwhelming. She just… wasn’t a big fan of it or any grappling technique, which is what it appeared to her to be. Still, it might prove useful someday so it couldn’t hurt to try it out. Performing it on a dummy would be weird though. With this technique, Rikka would use her flexibility to wrap her limbs around an opponent’s neck, or even their own limbs. By doing this she acted as a python, constricting blood flow to make a fast choke out when wrapping around a neck. When trapping and immobilizing a limb she would leave her opponent defenseless and reduce their counterattack potential, even numbing the limb if she could hold them in this strangle for long enough.

Hsing-I Pakua: Python Wrapping and Constricting 1/1 LEARNED

Hsing-I Pakua: Stage 3 MASTERED

Now it was finally time to move onto the fourth, and for now final, stage of Hsing-I Pakua. Rikka had so far been pleasantly surprised with how useful this style seemed, and looking at the techniques for this stage she was happy to see that it only seemed to get better. This stage seemed to have more complex techniques than the previous stages, so Rikka decided she would focus on those more difficult techniques first before learning the simpler ones… uh, one. There was only one simple technique in this stage. Anyways, this next technique was incredibly useful. It was like a shunshin, except it could be used much more effectively in battle. Rikka steps back a few meters away from her training dummy and, taking a deep breath, manipulates the chakra inside her and coats her entire body with it. After doing this she moves with such speed that to onlookers she would seem to vanish as she rushes towards the training dummy. As she nears the dummy, a wave of dense chakra releases off of her and blasts against it, launching it away from her and into the wall.

Hsing-I Pakua: Rushing Spirit 3/3 LEARNED

The next technique was very useful. This would displace the chakra in Rikka’s enemies, causing their vision to go blurry. More importantly, it would also make muscle contraction and movement difficult for them for a full two minutes. This would make it much easier for her to connect with further attacks. The problem was Rikka didn’t have anyone to practice this technique on, because it’s not like she could just walk up to someone and ask them for their permission to screw around with their chakra. Looked like she’d have to practice on herself. Sighing, Rikka focuses chakra into the palm of her hand. She does this for a while until it feels just right and her hand is actually vibrating. “This feels right but I have to test it out so… well, here I go,” Rikka places the palm of her hand against her chest, and the effects were immediate. She felt her muscle’s contract. Her vision went blurry to the point she can barely see. It was painful, annoying, but also wonderful to know that it worked so well. Anyone Rikka used this on would experience the same effects and in the middle of a fight it would definitely work in his favor.

Hsing-I Pakua: Vibrating Palm 3/3 LEARNED

The last complex technique of the fourth stage of Hsing-I Pakua. It was a kind of grapple technique. While Rikka wasn’t exactly a huge fan of grappling techniques most of the time, this one definitely seemed like it would be incredibly useful. The effects were immediate, and deadly. Well, not exactly deadly, but it would definitely knock someone out. Walking up to the training dummy she had knocked down earlier, Rikka picks it up and steps behind it. Like with Rushing Spirit, she would manipulate her chakra and send it throughout her body. Instead of increasing her speed though, this would increase her strength. As strong as Rikka already was the extra strength felt kind of unnecessary, but she guessed it couldn’t hurt to make things easier on herself. With her enhanced strength, Rikka would wrap her arms around the dummy and, lifting it high over her head, would then turn just to spike it on its head in a very damaging drop. Ah… beautiful.

Hsing-I Pakua: Dragon Raising Then Crashing 3/3 LEARNED

Basic Training: Performance COMPLETE

The final technique in this stage of Hsing-I Pakua was simple, and quite straightforward. It was definitely useful though. Consisting of a barrage of punches, Rikka would put anyone on the defensive with this technique. As a specialist of Taijutsu, at least a few would always get through. Picking up the training dummy once again, Rikka stands in front of it and gets ready. She waits… and waits… and waits… then explodes into movement. Stepping up close to the training dummy, Rikka unleashes a massive array of about ten machine gun style punches to a single point on its body, actually cracking the straw dummy in the process.

Hsing-I Pakua: Rushing Rooster 2/2 LEARNED

Hsing-I Pakua: Stage 4 MASTERED

Rikka decides to move on to the next fighting style, wanting to get the first few stages of it out of the way. This style was known as Xinyi Liuhe Quan. The first technique in the style was a simple one. Rikka holds her hand out in front of her with the palm opened and sideways. From here, she executes a diagonal palm attack to connect with the shoulder of the training dummy.

Xinyi Liuhe Quan: Shishi Ashi [Lion Paw] 1/1 LEARNED

This technique was simple as well, but it was useful. Rikka could definitely see herself using it against an enemy sometime in the future. She quickly executes a volley of fast fists aimed at no particular part of the training dummy. She was simply trying to hit anywhere she could, and that was the point of the technique.

Xinyi Liuhe Quan: Tora no Kobushi [Tiger Fists] 1/1 LEARNED

Another simple technique. This one required careful aim and position, but Rikka was sure the payoff would be worth it. Crouching down she takes careful aim. Then, she leaps up and sends an uppercut into the jaw of the training dummy. An uppercut so powerful that it lifted the dummy high in the air.

Xinyi Liuhe Quan: Ryu Kiba [Dragon Fang] 1/1 LEARNED

Rikka thinks for a moment about the techniques she had learned so far. Right now it was looking to her like she’d been neglecting more defensive techniques. Lucky for her, the next one was a very defensive technique that would allow her to be able to parry and counterattack a series of taijutsu or bukijutsu related attacks. She didn’t have anyone to fight, but Rikka didn’t care. She simply closed her eyes and visualized in front of her an opponent. In her mind, Rikka’s opponent would begin attacking her ruthlessly. Rikka would then spend the next few minutes parrying some of these pretend attacks, occasionally throwing a punch at the dummy before finally stopping to move on to more techniques.

Xinyi Liuhe Quan: Gurindesutini [Crouching Tiger] 1/1 LEARNED

The last technique in the first stage of Xinyi Luhe Quan. Rikka assumes a powerful stance, both legs tightened and slightly spread and her arms tucked to the side in fists. She would wait in front of the dummy for a while, and then suddenly thrust her right hand’s index finger forward in a fierce jab. Rikka would then be surprised to see that her finger would easily be able to pierce the straw dummy. She knew from the technique’s description that she would be able to just as easily pierce skin, and to her that was pretty amazing. Rikka decides that while she’s doing this she might as well make the most of it. There was another technique in the second stage of this style that was basically an extension to the one she was using right now, so there was no point in waiting to try it out any longer. So, finger still piercing the straw dummy, Rikka would burst the chakra in his finger forward. Using this on a human would cause radial internal damage, possibly taking their life if Rikka could manage to strike in a vital location. Feeling around inside the dummy with her finger, she could tell that yes, this did indeed work. Rikka was quite amazed. What a great technique this was! And all it required was a single finger. She would definitely keep this in mind when fighting in the future.

Xinyi Liuhe Quan: Gao Tetsushi [Roaring Iron Finger] 1/1 LEARNED

Xinyi Liuhe Quan: Stage 1 MASTERED

Xinyi Liuhe Quan: Fukumigoe no Sho-ro [Cry of a Muffled Voice] 1/1 LEARNED

Two more techniques in the second stage of this style and Rikka could move on to other things. This one seemed pretty useful. At the very least, she would be able to land a sneaky attack on her opponents. At least that’s what Rikka told herself. Performing a very swift rotational sidestep on one foot, she would meanwhile lift the opposite hand to land a sneaky whiplash bow on her target. Her target of course being the face of the training dummy she was ‘fighting’.

Xinyi Liuhe Quan: Bibu no Mouko [Tail of the Fierce Tiger] 1/1 LEARNED

This was the last technique Rikka would be learning of the Xinyi Liuhe Quan style. That is, it was the last technique she would learning for now. In her opinion it was rather underwhelming but it couldn’t help to learn right? Rikka stands in front of her training dummy, legs spread slightly apart and arms tucked at her sides. Palms out, she would lean inward and perform a swift body blow with both hands. Now, this technique would never do much in the form of damage, but Rikka would immediately notice its main purpose upon performing the technique. That is because the result of the technique was Rikka sending the training dummy flying to land more than thirty feet away from her. Rikka shrugs, not too impressed, and decides to move on to something else.

Xinyi Liuhe Quan: Soudou Sho [Double Pulsating Palms] 1/1 LEARNED

Xinyi Liuhe Quan Stage 2 MASTERED






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[Firefly in the Meadow]

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As Kojin arrived to the dojo she sighed softly as there were shuriken and kunai everywhere. They cluttered the target area as well. Some were sticking out of the targets and others cluttered the ground. She began to see why no one would take this mission. This mission was going to be a pain in the rear end. Especially since she was going to separate the metals as well. From what type of metals to what type of weapon. It was going to be a hassle but it would be worth it. Putting down boxes near the targets she went head on into the mission. Kneeling down she began to pick up and toss the metals into the boxes. After thirty minutes she found herself almost complete. Although now was the more difficult task. Now she had to find the ones that were hiding from her.
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While exiting the dojo she saw the amount of greenery that the building had around it. She didn't know if the building was supposed to have that amount or not. However collecting weeds was one of her missions so she didn't see why she couldn't go ahead and take a peak. As she walked closer to the sides of the building inspecting the greenery she saw it was plagued by weeds. Scratching the back of her head she sighed softly. She needed to find a way to deal with this quickly and efficiently. As well as not having to tear up the entire 'garden' at the same time. Then something occurred within her mind. She could use her ice to simply rid the weeds from this garden. As she began to plot she used suiton to drench the garden and then froze the appropriate sections. Quickly she tore the ice out of the garden ridding it of weeds. She stood up looking down at the garden seeing that she did her duty and rid it of weeds.
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As she finished her missions she sighed scratching the back of her head and left the area. [exit]

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[chakra: 405/405][stamina: 185/185]
[ryo: 700][AC: 600]

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This was the last mission for Kojin to perform today. This was going to be the easiest in reality as the village didn't have an armory. Instead they had a very small section of weapons within the dojo. Mainly meant for training purposes. However it was something she was told to inventory. Or rather what the mission details said to do. She was going to do so without hesitation. Opening up the log books she began to go over the serial numbers. Looking at the weapons she started to look for their numbers. Then revert back to the book and verify if the number on the weapon. After a while she verified every single weapon. Finding the mission complete she closed the book and smiled.
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Leaving the dojo she smiled ready to make her father a proud sort of person. [exit]
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[chakra: 405/405][stamina: 185/185]
[ryo: 1850][AC: 2300]

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Erebos having been sitting alone now for some time figured that he should go see what the others were going to be doing. he silently rose from his head and looked at his artwork on the desk. he smiled as in his mind it was an amazing masterpiece. he quickly left the room after and found the others.

"uh... hey."

he said rather nervously. he wanted them to know he was there so that they would hopefully tell him what was going on.  

[Firefly in the Meadow]

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Kojin arrived at the dojo shortly after seeing the traumatic event she did. Her mind wasn't deceiving her in what she saw. However she was going to work through it. She was going to train so that she could try and forget about it. Grabbing a katana she walked over to a secluded section of the dojo. The using her bloodline she made a wall of ice to separate herself from everyone else. That wasn't asking too much was it? Because in all honesty she just needed time off from everyone. To be alone as she always wanted... She never realized that everything she wanted would feel like this. She partly felt responsible for what happened to her father. If she had been a better daughter to him would he even have thought to do such a thing? As these questions began to corrupt her thoughts she began to tear up again. However she did not sob... she couldn't allow herself to sob again. She had to try to keep herself together in this event.
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As she continued to tear up she started to practice. That would make everything better or so she thought. She needed to train to become a stronger shinobi. She needed to do this for everyone in her village. Since her father had passed away she would be the one who took up the shinsetsu name. Even though she was a Hyouton she was taken in by him. Saving her when she was younger he adopted her without fail. This showed a large amount of character on his part. Something that she would never forget. Something that she needed to take after. She needed to forget her old ways and become more like he was. She needed to become a shinobi that everyone would love. She needed to abandon her Hyouton ways and do this for her father. She needed to become a person capable of becoming the Hokage one day. She knew she had to do this as this would no doubt make her father proud. Wherever he may be now she knew he would always protect her. Like he always had in his past... Being a true father to her as he always had done no matter what she would call him.
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Taking in a slow and steady breath she began to practice more and more. Her training was continuing which was good. Her training was slacking somewhat which was going to be the bad thing. But on the other hand she was experiencing new emotions. Some that she didn't even know the names for them. She didn't think she would ever know their names. Some of the emotions felt good. Others felt like the most horrid thing on the planet. Had a medic actually talked to her he'd tell her what she was going through was normal. That she was going through the stages of death. Many emotions would run through a person with the death of a loved one. Especially with one as loved as Noctis would be. She knew without a doubt he was going to have a grand funeral. If no one else was going to see to that then she would do it all herself. She was going to honor him with every fiber of her being. He deserved nothing less than such a funeral. As he had devoted his entire life to this village. This village meant everything to him just as she had meant everything to him. Just as much as his other two children had as well. Oh god... what would her siblings think on this matter? Did they know already? If they didn't know would she have to be the one to tell them? Would they blame her for what occurred? Would they even understand what occurred? As she began to think of her siblings she began to tear up again. How could such a horrible thing happen? What was going through his mind to even allow himself to do this? What in the hell was he thinking about? Leaving his children and everyone else behind for such a selfish thing! Her mind was consumed with questions as she continued her training. One thing that she didn't notice was that her body was naturally performing the techniques. Ever since she was growing up she always watched her father train. She never failed in this task and as such she took after his training styles. Simply zoning out and performing the tasks. She would always accomplish what she set out to do with such a method and would never fail in this. She was almost done with this stage in training and she didn't even know it. All she could think about was her family. How broken and distraught they would be once she returned to them. As she continued her training she began to forget about her family. Going so far as to zone out completely. As she began to perfect the techniques there was almost no effort put towards them. She seemed to be a natural a the style. Which then again wouldn't be that far fetched seeing how she was Noctis' daughter. Swinging the bamboo katana effortlessly she seemed to be an expert on the style already. Something hardly anyone was able to achieve in such a short amount of time. Something that she would never forget about herself.
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She felt her training was nearing an end currently. She didn't know how much longer she would need to go on. But the only thing she could do was continue on. She couldn't think anymore as her body would not let her. Her mind was currently a blank void. Waiting to be filled with any thought. However as a solid wall of ice was sprouted up no one would get to her. No one would help pull her through this. She had to do this by herself. She had to prove to her father where ever he may be that she was strong. That she could take any challenge and rise above it. That she would take his place in the family and help everyone else. She would take care of his family. One that she was dragged into. She didn't really know if the siblings liked her. Hell they didn't even know much about her really. She couldn't blame them either way. Even if they decided that she was the reason for his death. Even if they blamed her for everything that went wrong in their family. A question popped up in her head that drug her slowly from the darkness was how old they were. That was never really answered as she lived in her own little apartment courtesy of her father. Her mind was starting to go all over the place currently. Although no one could really blame her either due to what she went through. She would try and take this head on though. She would try and rise up above this like a phoenix. She was going to try to become a real shinobi. There was nothing wrong with that though was there? To try and act like nothing happened? Or was that something that would make her worse of a person. Something that would drag her down into the abyss. Something that would make her a true Hyouton clan member. As her mind was previously empty now it was roaming with thoughts. Most of which horrible ones. In her mind she was no better than a tailed beast. The village might agree with her in that thought. Or rather she thought they would. They had alienated her most of her life. So why would they not look down upon her worse now than ever before? After all her father had just committed suicide. That was the point that almost broke her. Admitting that her own father had killed himself. She had no clue what the village would think about that. Especially right after the fact he handed off his title to Masara Uchiha. He had no longer been hokage. Then he jumped out of the office window apparently. So was he trying to say something to the current hokage by doing such a thing. Tears streamed down her face worse than ever at this point. That was until her bloodline started to kick in and freeze them. As soon as they would run down her face they would be frozen. She was nearing the end of her training. She wouldn't have to endure much more. That was the only plus side to this situation. Just being so powerful at her rank. That was more than enough to be proud of right? Taking a deep breath the ice dispersed from her face. Soon the ice wall began to disperse as well. This was not by some freak accident either. This was to show that she was really nearing the end of her training session. She was going to master the style her father had as well. She was going to try and become such a stronger person than he ever was. This was going to be her duty as a shinobi. She was going to take up the mantle of Noctis Shinsetsu. She was going to show the world just what Kojin was capable of.
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After she finished her training the wall of ice fully dispersed and she left without saying a single word. [exit]

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[chakra: 405/405][stamina: 185/185]
[ryo: 1850][AC: 2550]

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[Firefly in the Meadow]

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Kojin entered the dojo with a new purpose within her life. Cracking her neck and bouncing slightly she walked to her normal area. Creating another wall of ice she separated herself from everyone else. This was nothing personal but rather instinctual. After all she didn't want to be attacked while training. Who in their right minds would want to be? Only a mad man would want to fight while so fatigued. That was something that Kojin was not stupid about. Then something occurred to her that took her off guard. She told the Hokage her real name... The one she was given at birth but... how in the hell did she figure out her real name? She knew that was her real last name. But she couldn't figure it out to save her own skin. Was it some sort of genjutsu that was aiding her? Or was it a genjutsu that was casted upon her when she was younger? Blocking her memory from her own mind. Was such a thing possible in reality? Even if it was it would take a powerful genjutsu user to do such a feat wouldn't it? Or rather wouldn't it take a strong clan such as the Uchiha...? As certain details were fuzzy from the start she sighed softly. Should she start to try and meditate on this? Should she even attempt to try and remember? What was to say that the jutsu wouldn't kill her if there was one? Or even put her into a coma from the start? Was it possible that it would just wipe her memory again? So then she'd have to start from scratch with everyone again? So many questions polluted her mind about this it was upsetting her. The main question would be why such a thing would occur. As she continued thinking about it the entire dojo grew colder just from her chakra. She didn't mean to start to make the area colder in reality. Nor did she mean for her ice wall to slowly break down. Instead of dispersing however her ice wall began to slowly creep along the floor and the walls of the dojo. This was something she was doing subconsciously. As her bloodline was controlled with her thoughts to an extent. She began to descend back into the darkness of her bloodline. She was going to slaughter whoever did this too her. Right after she forced them to tell her who she really was. Where her real family was and what happened to them. As well as why they would do such a thing to her. That was a good question already... why would they do such a thing to someone? What was the motive behind it? Then something occurred in her thoughts that shook her to her core. They stole her memory and left her alive... That would mean that they were still around to keep an eye on her. Her hands tightened into fists as she continued her training. Her mind couldn't get off of that last realization. Then something else came to her mind. Did that mean Noctis was in on it? Was the new Hokage in on it as well...? As her mind continued to spiral with these thoughts she felt herself getting sick. Taking a moment to stop her training she took in a deep breath. Then slowly she drank some water as ice covered the entire inside of the dojo. She wouldn't care either and others better not say anything about it. Otherwise in her condition she's liable to actually harm them. She then went back to her training after creating an ice shinobi. She began to fight with the shinobi as if this was real. Such a thing was frightening as the ice shinobi was actually intending to kill her. But Kojin didn't care as she saw this as improving her. From such training she'd only end up dead or as a great shinobi herself. As the ice shinobi struck out at her she dodged it barely. The ice fist slid around her side and she launched herself forward. Slamming her fist into the ice shinobi she destroyed it without hesitation.
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As Kojin decided that she didn't need anymore styles to learn at the moment she left the dojo to go to the academy to train further.

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Survival

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[chakra: 440/440][stamina: 185/185]
[ryo: 1850][AC: 2550]

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[Punished Knight]

Jurei Senju no Mori
Hashirama's Legacy-The Genesis Tree-Chuunin-Ninjutsu-Medical-Suiton-Doton-Mokuton-Konohagakure's Ultimate Defense

Jurei's clone arrived, the large bag still hanging over his shoulder as he looked around. There didn't appear to be very many people present so he went about his business as normal looking around.

As he peered about he came across a handful of leftover throwing weapons and began to pick them up as instructed. He truly never spent much time in the dojo, it was never really his style to begin with. He kept walking about looking for more tools to place in the bag.

As he went over every nook and cranny, he sighed and slung it back over his back. Things seemed to be coming along well as he left in pursuit of his final area he had yet to check to complete his mission.
3/3

Chakra: 965/965
Stamina: 265/265

 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

Rakuin Sanimiitai
|Koton Heir Apparent|
| Chunnin | Konohagakure | Doton : : : Fuuton |

It was a bit irritating. Things had taken such a turn of events, he should have taken it into account as a possibility. Samuru had introduced a wild card into the plans, and now it seemed as though that particular card was something he'd have to play now. Sitting upon the flooring, with Tetsu in tow, he stroked at the ram's light wool coat and the bundle of new goods he'd received from Sunagakure. He'd work on setting up his protective gear a bit later on in the day.

"We'll have to find the Ketsueki b*****d," Rakuin informed his ram gently, looking upward to the ceiling. He needed to prod the girl in the proper direction while the iron was hot. It was quite an irritant having to track people down, but it was necessary.

 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

Rakuin Sanimiitai
|Koton Heir Apparent|
| Chunnin | Konohagakure | Doton : : : Fuuton |

Sitting about the dojo wasn't doing the young man anything. Maylee and her whore of a kage would have to met with him another time, for the young man had things to do yet. There were more bases to cover, thanks to his time away from Konohagakure. The young man rose to his feet, Tetsu right along with him. "It's up to you, Tetsu. Find the Ketsueki b*****d," Rakuin informed the ram gently, letting him lead the way to a nearby building.

[exit to Academy]

 

[Elegant Kitsune]

Shiorei Senju no Mori
The Exodus Flood

Konohagakure || Genin || Age: 16 || Sensor/Ninjutsu || Suiton/Doton/Mokuton || Chakra: 840/840 || Stamina: 110/110 || AC: 000 || Ryo: 000

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Shiorei arrived at the next stop of his Training facility tour. His twisted pickup tool in hand. He looked around. He had yet to visit this part of the training facilities.

He sighed as he saw the state of the Dojo. Leaves on the ground all willy-nilly and such. He cut his tool across the air. Tedious, mindless work for those with idle hands.

---D-Rank Mission: Village Hidden Under Leaves [1/2]---

He poked, prodded, and kicked up trash as was in the mission parameter's required. He was tempted to just burst out into clones. For the work to be over quickly but then he also felt it was a wait of chakra.

He filled the bags with great vigor as he moved from one patch to the next. The bags began to fill as the last of it all was collected. This leg of the mission was complete.

---D-Rank Mission: Village Hidden Under Leaves [2/2]---

Shiorei tossed the last bag onto the curb as he dusted off his hand, slung his tool over his should and walked down the street to the next destination the Sparring Grounds. He shuttered at the thought.

--Exit to Training Facility: Sparring Grounds--

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Completed: D-Rank Mission: Village Hidden Under Leaves

 

[Elegant Kitsune]

Shiorei Senju no Mori
The Exodus Flood

Konohagakure || Genin || Age: 16 || Sensor/Ninjutsu || Suiton/Doton/Mokuton || Chakra: 740/840 || Stamina: 110/110 || AC: 000 || Ryo: 000

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Shiorei came to his next destination, the Dojo. A place in which people primarily practice the hard body arts of open hand and weapons. It was a good place to search for the forgotten. He then opened the bag of metal he collected from the Academy and began searching the fringe areas first.

--- C--Rank Mission: Metal Deposit [1/3] ---

He scavenged the bushes first for lost projectiles. Rusty shuriken, kunai, and senbon galore. He was not found of digging through bushes and to find lost projectiles, but it was what the job called for. He would rummage through the dirt and climb up trees trying to find any forgotten projectiles.

Shiorei stopped to look at his bag. It was starting to weigh as he now went into the Dojo in search of tools beyond standard repair.

--- C--Rank Mission: Metal Deposit [2/3] ---

He examined the tools of the trade that look as though they are beyond repair. He found a few rusted and a couple more broken. He was not surprise to by some of the wear on each weapon he passed. A testament to the ages. It was hard tell how old each one was given the nature of their users.

--- C--Rank Mission: Metal Deposit [3/3] ---

He was on to his destination, the Sparring Grounds. He was hoping to find a more plentiful stock as it was a place that Shinobi went to duel, but at the same time he was not hopeful as most people would collect their things. He fixed his scarf and went on about his merry way.

--Training Facility: Sparring Ground--

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Completed: C-Rank Mission: Metal Deposit

Chakra Regen: +15 x 4

 

[Elegant Kitsune]

Shiorei Senju no Mori
The Exodus Flood

Konohagakure || Genin || Age: 16 || Sensor/Ninjutsu || Suiton/Doton/Mokuton || Chakra: 740/840 || Stamina: 110/110 || AC: 000 || Ryo: 000

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Shiorei came to his next destination, the Dojo. A place in which people primarily practice the hard body arts of open hand and weapons. It was a good place to search for the forgotten. He then opened the bag of metal he collected from the Academy and began searching the fringe areas first.

--- C--Rank Mission: Metal Deposit [1/3] ---

He scavenged the bushes first for lost projectiles. Rusty shuriken, kunai, and senbon galore. He was not found of digging through bushes and to find lost projectiles, but it was what the job called for. He would rummage through the dirt and climb up trees trying to find any forgotten projectiles.

Shiorei stopped to look at his bag. It was starting to weigh as he now went into the Dojo in search of tools beyond standard repair.

--- C--Rank Mission: Metal Deposit [2/3] ---

He examined the tools of the trade that look as though they are beyond repair. He found a few rusted and a couple more broken. He was not surprise to by some of the wear on each weapon he passed. A testament to the ages. It was hard tell how old each one was given the nature of their users.

--- C--Rank Mission: Metal Deposit [3/3] ---

He was on to his destination, the Sparring Grounds. He was hoping to find a more plentiful stock as it was a place that Shinobi went to duel, but at the same time he was not hopeful as most people would collect their things. He fixed his scarf and went on about his merry way.

--Training Facility: Sparring Ground--

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Completed: C-Rank Mission: Metal Deposit

Chakra Regen: +15 x 4

 

[Sin Indulged by Desire]

Mana_ecl Zetsuya

| Konohagakure | Chuunin | Bukijutsu Sensor | Samurai Oracle | Koton [ Steel Release ]|
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† Maylee Sanmiitai †
|Youngest Sanmiitai Triplet|
+ Suchīru nobi Akira +
"The finest steel has to go through the hottest fire."


Maylee had been well over due on the training of her weapons. She had Akira training and knife close combat that Samuru had started training her in. It had been some time since word reached her that Samuru had "died". But over time, Maylee started to think differently. Samuru was a Sanmiitai; the triplets had trained to survive and to escape. She closed her eyes and held her breath. I believe him to be alive, safe in another village, and soon the three of us will reunit on the other side of the world. She opened her eyes and pushed open a training room. Leaving the Sanmiitai seal on the door for Rakuin to find. Once settled, Maylee sat in the proper form, as if she was wearing a kimono. She hated doing things of tradition. But it was the girl's father's wishes that was would become the Akira master of the family. With a sigh, Maylee took out the scroll and started to read the intense training steps she was about to endure her body into. Gathering and remembering a plether of techniques, Maylee rolled the scroll up and sat it away on a table, where she would place her Knife combat scroll and unshealth the combat knife from the inner part of her boot. Pausing for a moment to stare at the last weapon her brother gave her. With a heavy hand she placed the knife on the table. The young Sanmiitai turned and unlatched her metal fans from her lower back.

She approached the training dumby and took a deep breath in as if she was beginning her meiko training all over again. She closed her eyes and focused her energy into her buki training. Her weapon was the extension of her hand and of her power. Her lips parted softly and May spoke clearly. "First Akira : Duelist's swing." Maylee flicked her hand forward, fan in hand, before opening up her weapon, cutting the practice dumby by pulling her hand aside, as if delivering a back handed slap. [1 / 1]

Maylee, happy with the delivery of the attack she moved on. Taking her pose again, a soft inhale of air, she focused. "First Akira : Brute's Swing." Shifting, her weight quickly, Maylee backhanded the training dumby with her fan, she followed through with a roundhouse delivered with swiftness behind the backhand. [1 / 1]

Regaining her balance, Maylee returned to her starting pose and focused. Training was going to be swift for the first stage. "First Akira: Crossing Rise." Maylee gracefully swung both of the fans upward, crossing them over to inflict an X shaped wound upon the training dumby, before returning to her traditional stance. [1 / 1]

Maylee tossed her hair back. Because of family tradtions she couldn't cut it. She huffed a puff of air at her bangs before choosing to wreck her fingers through her hair; gathering it into a ponytail. After tying it, she returned to her stance. Focus and grace flexed in her muscels as she remember what her father told her. You perform with gace but attack with the force and will of the fire that burns within you. With force remember the grace. "First Akira: The First Step." Maylee gave herself a brief burst of chakra, as she stepped, She would actually spring forward and through the air at a pace unsettling to most. This can be used to move swiftly in a single direction, lending speed to increase the might of attacks. She stopped before her small frame made contact with the training dumby. [1 / 1]

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:: Technique(s) LEARNED ::
(With reductions :: 2 posts for E Ranks :: Simple :: -2 for Bukijutsu :: -1 for Dojo :: 1 post LEARN)
The First Akira: Duelist's Swing
The First Akira: Brute's Swing
The First Akira: Crossing Rise

(With reductions :: 3 posts for E Ranks :: Complex :: -2 for Bukijutsu :: -1 for Dojo :: 1 post LEARN)
The First Akira: The First Step

"You're hopes have become my burden. I will find my own liberation."

| Chakra Count: 440 / 440 |
| Stamina: 180 / 180|
| Oracle Raidus: 10yards |
| AC: 5050 |
| Ryo: 2300 |
| Theme: Into the Fire |

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[Sin Indulged by Desire]

Mana_ecl Zetsuya

| Konohagakure | Chuunin | Bukijutsu Sensor | Samurai Oracle | Koton [ Steel Release ]|
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† Maylee Sanmiitai †
|Youngest Sanmiitai Triplet|
+ Suchīru nobi Akira +
"The finest steel has to go through the hottest fire."


Maylee returned to her Akira scroll and rolled it out to read the next stage and the set of techniques she was required to learn. She had a rough understanding of how to retain balance in most of the positions she had countless trained in. Sweat and cramps taking hold of her muscles at a young age. But her balance in certain positions were still clumsy in the awkward holds. She groaned that was she forced to practice these again. [1 / 8]

With a understand of the techniques to learn in this stage, Maylee returned to the center of the room and took out her fans. The movements of this stance were based around the sturdy yet soft footing with her fans. "Second Akria: The Akira of Balance." She flicked her wrists causing the metal fans to ring as they fell open. "One." She counted to herself as she began with her hands at torso level. "Two." She bent her knees slightly. Without a moments notice, one of her knees gave. [2 / 8]

A wince and slowly standing, returning to the stance. Maylee began again. She brought her fans to torso level. "Second Akira: The Akria of Balance." She bent her knees training to find her center. Her feet started to shake and give. Then the cramp shot from the ball of her foot to her thigh. "Gah!" She dropped back and collapsed her fans before rubbing the cramp from her muscles. [3 / 8]

After several minutes of dealing with the cramp in her thigh, Maylee stood slowly and sighed. "I hated this part of meiko training." She hissed under her breath. Maylee huffed, expelling a bit of smoke from her lungs. Her fire chakra was starting to flare. She closed her eyes and took in a slow breath. "I can do this." She whispered to herself and took up her fans. She opened her fans and took the stance again. "Second Akira: The Akira Balance." Knees bent, feet soft but sturdy. She had to focus; her hands started to cramp and give to the weight of the metal of her weapons. Her foot shifted and she fell to the floor. [4 / 8]

She groaned and stood again. "SUCH A PAIN!" She yelled. Maylee rolled her shoulders and popped her neck. She held her fans chest high and bent her knees. She was determined to get this balance act down. Her legs shook and gave way with cramps in her feet. [5 / 8]

After taking care of the annoyance of the cramps, Maylee took her stance again. Her feet her soft, her knees bent and sturdy as she tried to regain her focus. Her back twinged and she gave up on the stance for a moment. [6 / 8]

Maylee rested on the floor, if this was the family's performance, heavy punishment would of been giving to her. She raised her head and stared at her weapons. Stamped with the families crest and the initials H.S. Those of her father. Maylee stared at the fans, the last gift her father gave to her on the triplet's birth day. The boys received different things, but it was Maylee that asked for weapons she could use one day. May stood; she wasn't going to give up. [7 / 8]

Maylee brushed her thumb over the initials and gave a small smile. Her father was the roots of the family, kept the triplets from killing each other and kept their mother happy. Life was not always the way it became after their fathers death. She flicked her hands and opened the fans. They glimmered in the light of the dojo room. Her hands at torso level and knees slightly bent. Within this stance, Maylee thought of her father and how he presented himself with confidence. This is were she found her ability to maintain her footing increased moderately. [8 / 8]

Now she could move forward. Maylee took her stance and eased her breathing. Once focused, she center her chakra. "Second Akira: Dancer's Reprieve." Adjusting her one of her feet, allowing it to slide. The result sent Maylee in a near ducking position as if to simply maneuver into dodge. [1 / 1]

From the form of Dancer's Reprieve, Maylee moved to the next motion. "Second Akira: Artist Parallel." Maylee slid her fans together in one of her hands. In a swift motion she struck the straw form, two identical wound side by side in a critical area. She brushed her fingers over the cuts and smiled.[1 / 1]

Maylee laid her fans atop one another (horizontal or vertical), raising them at torso level. "Second Akira: Athlete's Breather." Maylee would then emit another, very light, blast of chakra by clapping both of her fans shut. The burst of chakra is non elemental, and was capable of pushing the training form a yard away. She gave a half smile at the effectiveness of the technique. [1 / 1]

With each new technique, Maylee felt a little bit stronger. She would move onto the next technique she'll be adding to her arisen. "Shinobi's Slash." Maylee channeled her chakra through her hands then into her fans, before sending a wave style slash towards her target, 2 meters away. Cutting the target in two. [1 / 1]

She was going to have fun with the next technique she wanted. Maylee channeled her elemental chakra into her fan "Nature's Burst" This technique was a force she wanted. With her chakra focused into her weapons, she sent a gale of wind with a simple back waving motion, with force. Sharing the element of her choosing, the wind turned into a searing wind of fire. There was no wasted time as the torrent of fire was sent at a target form 6 meters away. Setting the object into flames. [1 / 1]

Maylee walked over to the wall. "Wall's Shadow." She would then press chakra into her feet in order to attach to a wall. May quickly moved up the wall and then into the ceiling. She would then hold up one of her fans. Unfortunately if Maylee actually had the skills to make a clone or even had an opponent. This would of worked. If eye contact were made with either fan, the opponent would believe that Maylee was leaping into the sky and would vanished. For now, the young Sanmiitai had a training form to assault. This shaky illusion dispels once Maylee makes a move. [1 / 1]

Once safely on the ground, Maylee exhaled thankful that she didn't fall from that height. She would keep on moving onto the next technique to learn. Maylee would tighten her leg muscles, but would still retain her swiftness. "Grace." For a short while, Maylee would be planted solidly into place. Not a muscle twitched as she held her form. Id she where to be attacked, Maylee would not be knocked off balance (( by D or C ranked techniques)) . ( Lasts 6 Posts ) [1 / 1]

For this technique, Maylee wrapped her fans in a fiery fancy of flames. Once happy with what she was about to do, she would softly speak, "Flickering Beauty." Maylee would then project her chakra outward to create a dazzling sight to distract her opponent. She would them, forcefully, slash through the training form. Causing it to catch fire as the two piece fell to the floor at her feet. [1 / 1]

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:: Technique(s) LEARNED ::
(With reductions :: 4 posts for D Ranks :: Simple :: -2 for Bukijutsu :: -1 for Dojo :: 1 post LEARN)

The Second Akira: The Akira of Balance (no reductions, requires 8post to learn other techniques in this stage)
The Second Akira: Dancer's Reprieve
The Second Akira: Artist's Parallel
Grace

(With reductions :: 4 posts for D Ranks :: Complex :: -2 for Bukijutsu :: -1 for Dojo :: 1 post LEARN)

The Second Akira: Athlete's Breather
Shinobi's Slash
Nature's Burst
Wall's Shadow
Flickering Beauty

"You're hopes have become my burden. I will find my own liberation."

| Chakra Count: 440 / 440 |
| Stamina: 180 / 180|
| Oracle Raidus: 10yards |
| AC: 5050 |
| Ryo: 2300 |
| Theme: Into the Fire |

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[Sin Indulged by Desire]

Mana_ecl Zetsuya

| Konohagakure | Chuunin | Bukijutsu Sensor | Samurai Oracle | Koton [ Steel Release ]|
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† Maylee Sanmiitai †
|Youngest Sanmiitai Triplet|
+ Suchīru nobi Akira +
"The finest steel has to go through the hottest fire."


Maylee flicked her fans upward, collapsing the weapons and placing them back into their shealths behid her. "Time to break from Akira training for a moment." She walked over to the table she held left her Akria scroll and combat knife Samuru had given her. She turned her head to a box full of scrolls and began digging through it in search of a close combat knife scroll. Once finding one, she laid the open scroll upon her Akira training scroll. She would stare at the series of techniques Samuru had once started with her before their fall out. She was determined to prove that she could do things on her own. Fight her own battles and slowly pull away from depending on her elder brothers. She placed her hands on the table, her fingures resting against the hilt of the knife. Maylee read over the basics, remembering names and foot work of each. When she had the grasp of the basics, she clenched her fingers over the hilt and went to work.

Maylee moved to where she had room to menover as she trained. She closed her eyes and sighed softly. Maylee would begin. Countering Technique: Upward Repel." In the case of an attacker, Maylee would move in an upward shlashing to repel with her knife. This upward repel may have enough exerting force to startle or offset the attacker. [1 / 1]

After a few pratices with the last move, May moved on to the next. She took her stance and focused "Offensive Style: Knife Stances." Maylee would the become more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. She would act as if her knife was one of her fans. The slashing motions would become faster as she increased the speed in which they can be performed by a moderate margin. [1 / 1]

Her basic knife training was going swimmingly. Things where progressing the way she wanted them to. Maylee would go on to the last basic she needed to learn. Taking stance and focusing her engery into this move, Maylee wasted no time. "Offensive Style: Simple Play." With this practice, Maylee became more comfortably with the switches between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch. Her movements were flawless as she moved. Knife combat was almost like her traditional dance training within the walls of the clans main house. [1 / 1]

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:: Technique(s) LEARNED ::
(With reductions :: 2 posts for E Ranks :: Practice/Simple :: -2 for Bukijutsu :: -1 for Dojo :: 1 post LEARN)
Countering Technique: Upward Repel
Offensive Style: Knife Stances
Offensive Style: Simple Play

"You're hopes have become my burden. I will find my own liberation."

| Chakra Count: 440 / 440 |
| Stamina: 180 / 180|
| Oracle Raidus: 10yards |
| AC: 5050 |
| Ryo: 2300 |
| Theme: Into the Fire |

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