Just as Soraru feared, the port town had definitely been attacked. The homes along the top ridge had some doors flung open while others were torn off. There was blood on the walls and large trails of it on the floor, but bodies were nowhere to be found. Once more, glass was littered across the entire area, from the homes, to the large tavern, all the way to the docks. Despite the missing people, items seemed to be mostly untouched other than areas with obvious struggle, showing that stealing from the port wasn't the likely intention. Especially since the main warehouse storing the Blue Dragon's supplies was untouched.
Past the docks were large, menacing spikes of glass that faced out towards the sea, like a blockade stopping ships from entering or escaping. The only body to be found is one on the floor of the tavern, where environmental damage alludes to a large battle. Growls and howling are louder in the area, though it seems like whatever attacked is no longer in the town. At the same time, the occasional whisper and firm "shh!" can be heard from within the blue dragons warehouse.
Sora's entire body tensed upon entering the bay. He was there a little over a month ago when it was lively with people, activity, joy. It looked like a complete ghost town laid bare before his eyes. "Well this is something...just have to stay quiet." He murmured to himself, drawing his blade and keeping his body low while entering through the quiet residential area. Any window he looked through showed signs of struggle and blood, each telling a horror story. He wanted to believe that they were taken somewhere and not killed, but the sight from earlier made him believe the bodies were just hidden somewhere out of his view. He couldn't smell them anywhere like before, so that held some hope. When he reached the end of the residential area on the hilltop overlooking the rest of the bay, he noticed what separated land from water. Giant glass spikes that looked more life glaciers forming claws facing towards the sea.
This is...a very bad sign. The road and our docks. It's like they're trying to stop our trade. This isn't the intelligence of normal wolves. They couldn't create anything like this either. It has to be a jutsu...but I couldn't detect any chakra earlier. He thought while making his rounds to the next area, moving carefully down the hill rather than taking the long way around. When he did reach the main tavern he spent so much time at a month ago, blue hues widened. Scalded walls, blood, glass all over, the aura of green chakra still licking at the air and making his glove tremble in reaction. A body. Soraru approached it, knowing it was dead simply due to the amount of blood lost and the empty look in the woman's still open eyes. Seems she was the one who caused so much chaos. Figuring she had to be a shinobi, he moved her hair out of the way in order to see her headband. Ice ran through his veins in response. That oh so familiar swirling pattern of the leaf. He forced himself to swallow, looking into her green eyes as if she had answers there, though there was naught but silence. Out of courtesy and respect for what he imagined was defending against Kumogakure's threat, he placed his hand over her eyes, shutting them, drifting his touch down to her cheek...still warm. The death was very recent, making him believe that he either got there too late or it happened at the same time the roads were struck.
He went back home for a month to escape all the death he brought forward with Suwari, but blood and solemn lifelessness was all he returned to in Kumogakure. His hand left her cheek when he spotted a strange object near her. Picking it up and turning it over, it was definitely a mask, though he couldn't determine its use. ANBU wouldn't be sent so far from their own village, and a hunter nin had no reason to be in Kumogakure as far as he was aware. Konoha's mask temple was the best bet, but he was personally never allowed in. Picking it up along with the leaf headband, he decided to consult the kage as soon as possible. He would've buried her, but he'd let the ANBU take her body back to the village. She'd be prepped for transport so that she could be buried in her own home. He merely tied the mask to his sash and wrapped the headband around his upper arm so that he wouldn't lose either.
Upon walking out of the tavern, he made his way over to the giant spikes, figuring he'd get rid of them. Eyes glowing blue with the state of control, he used the Ronin Spirit technique to extend his blade by several meters, easily enough to get through the base of the glass. A few simple swipes of his blade and the constructs were cut into several pieces, floating away in the water. With only one thing left to do, he cancelled the blade extension technique and sheathed it, walking over to the warehouse that was making quite a bit of noise. It was pretty obvious that there was a survivor. Rather than forcefully knocking down the door, he spoke up. "I'm with Kumogakure. My name's Soraru, I'm scouting...can you open up?" He asked gently enough, waiting a moment before hearing the sound of the door opening. Whoever opened it was doing so with a pitchfork, so he took a step back and raised his hands in innocence. Surprisingly it wasn't a sole child, but an entire group of people behind the door. Women and children, not one notably grown man. "If it's not too much to ask...can you drop the weapon and tell me what happened here?" Much to his delight the woman closest to him placed the pointy edge of the pitchfork to the ground, nodding.
"Creatures came in, wolves actually. Most having a silvery hue whenever they weren't reflecting light. Glass...they all had red, glowing eyes except for one. One was large, a darker shade than the rest with eyes like gold...it went into the tavern. The rest grabbed the men of the village and ran out towards the mountains...look, I can talk about this in spades, but can we please do it on the route to safety? We've got injured here, and the children are afraid of staying." What she said confirmed all of his suspicions, but that wasn't exactly a good thing. Kaileer wasn't able to pinpoint the problem last time, but it seemed to grow in scale instead of just leave in general. The barbarians forced them back, but they returned with a vengeance. "Right. The roads were attacked as well but I'll try to have an ANBU unit posted there and the Bay for defense until things get resolved. My teammate is watching my back, she can take you to a safe location until then."
And with that they headed off, leaving the blood-soaked bay so that Soraru could report the whole situation with the Raikage. In the end, bitterness still ran in his blood regarding the Konoha situation...it needed to be settled, no matter what.
Making his way down to the docks, and with the assistance from the docking authorities. Shiro began the process of taking inventory of the supplies in the bay. While the process of which took more then the greater part of the day, and more then half his pack of smokes he was both impressed and deeply concerned by the results. While the blue dragons weapons manifest alone was enough to more then arm the entire village a couple of times over, there was next to no food supplies here. That was something that was going to have to be addressed as soon as humanly possible. A village could not exist if it imported food for an extended period of time, the economic stress was something that would cause the village to buckle. Though the realization brought a chuckle from the man. While he had hated it at the time, his time as student to Shion's master was well spent. Now the education in economics and politics was starting to make sense. Lighting another smoke he took a quick drag before pulling his necklace free from his undershirt. Kissing the charm he tucked it back with a smile,"Stay at rest father." Collecting the bundle of scrolls, each containing a report on a particular warehouses contents he headed back towards the village. This was not good at all...
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2017 9:36 pm
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"I''ll be certain to tell you, once I've found out. bloop." The response given to Xion before the adventuring party arrived at the Bay. Somewhat wistful like someone on a journey usually was but there was no denying that it was still an obscure answer as far as answers come. No harm having come to their clientele or dangers for that matter,aside from well, one themselves they arrived at the bay with likely nothing but mayhaps slight soreness in their feet for those not accustom to travel. Cryptic soul searching aside the adventuring party would be able to spot a ship. The ships inhabitants of course spotting them first. It was the early A.m's now and one could tell that the Bay was quiet and only just starting to come alive with a few dock workers opening storehouses to likely take grueling inventory.
The crew of the ship would herald the group, they were told they'd be escorting ninja and at this time a day there weren't many ninja around you as one could tell quite easily these must have been 'the ninja' they were informed about. The group would follow the instruction of the boatswain and then everyone would be sitting pretty on the frigate that went by the name S.S Cracker-barrel. With one final tug of the landline and a hoist of the anchor the groups seafaring adventure would starts. The squid known as Toso having headed to the Captain's Qaurters to function as the navigator. He'd hope the group would be fine with his family despite his absence having told them how to handle them.
The sea she would be calm the dry storm above purely for show. Over the side of the ship a collection of jellyfish translucent and pink floated past like little clouds themselves. Of course the male adult Hojo wasn't pleased with this sight that could be considered mesmerizing "DAMN JELLYFISH! BEGONE BANE OF THE SEA! YOU STINGING SUM BITCHES! BLOOP!" Shaking his fist angrily at them loudly ruining this beautiful moment for anyone trying to enjoy the scene below.
Meanwhile Iwahime would be found in the ships kitchen. The Chef seeming to be put under some form of verbal duress. She sat politely at a chair and with every ingredient the chef attempted to use she'd calmly inform him of something 'better' or something 'preferential' The chef was maintaining his patience for now but was starting to tip. Suffice to say a little longer with this passive aggressive criticism and he'd throw in the towel likely meaning the inhabitants of the boat would have to feed themselves.
The youngest had developed a curiosity in the front decks two canons and harpoon. It was uncertain what she was planning but she emanated a small aura of deviancy. She seemed to be using her arms as form of measuring tape determining the size of the holes and from the distance she was at, she was using her two fingers to make a size estimate on whichever of the three venturing parties females was closest. That aside she'd sit down and begin playing with rope no unlike a cat would. Fiddling with its length, it seemed innocent enough as a child her age was likely incredibly bored.
So would begin the days trip to Endaishima. How the other members on the boat would pass their time who'd know?
After what seemed like days of travel and, much to Shion's relief, the group finally boarded the ship. The girl took careful note of where each member of the Squid Family went and took up a strategically placed position far, far away from Toso's father. What, you think she'd have the mission in mind at this point? Man, she's been traveling for a while... much longer than anything She was ever used to. A little rest wasn't too far out of the question, was it? At the very least a little time away from the loud-mouthed old man...
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Possibly making the chef's job that much harder, Xion stood at standby politely near a wall. It didn't matter which wall to her, as long as it was out of the chef's way. Quietly, without a sound, she observed her surroundings. Was she tired at all? Did her feet hurt? Nah. Fragile as she might have been, she was accustomed to the duress of traveling. After all, she had been wandering from town to town before settling in Kumogakure, and that had been only a short while ago.
The time passed, it seemed not long that a full twenty four hours had gone by. Had they rested properly? Gotten a goodnight sleep? Had they eaten? Suffice to say the Chef did not prepare a meal for the group made bitter by Iwahime's constructive criticism eventually turning into a 'Then make yourself something to eat!' likely heard by Xion who may or may not have taken up that challenge. If she hadn't however, it was likely everyone of the girls was hungry lest someone consulted with Toso about the ingredients and groceries he had in the scroll from earlier. The squid family however, their son included would enjoy a collection of raw fish taken straight from the sea by the father figure. Suffice to say he wasn't keen on sharing with the ladies, as they should have been more than capable to fend for themselves if they were any bodyguards worth their salt as he put it. Plus, sashimi was an acquired taste to some folks.
The coming of that morning, Any of the three girls, should any of them have slept, the one who would awake first would find themselves being tied and bound in rope. Who it was, would be revealed later but the ne'er do well who was responsible laughed over the body as whomever was the victim would feel the pressure of someone bouncing on them. It was none other than Ebihara. A statement of how she unfortunately couldn't fit whoever she had tied ups 'fat butt' in the canon expressed once again her animosity towards Toso's apparent harem. Although she settled for this act of vengeance being enough. However, she wasn't about to give her victim the time of day to make demands of her. At the sound of a horn outside she gleefully left the individual.
Naturally if there was someone subject to Ebihara's impishness they would be absent for the following meeting. The anchor was caste, but the boat had stopped mid ocean with a land mass barely visible in the distance. Toso would emerge with the Captain of the ship from the navigation room and address all those that were present. A brief comment about where 'x' was would be made before Toso shook his head thinking they simply overslept. "Bloop, right, from here on out we'll be advancing on our own. Soba one of the islands guardian's protects this portion of the sea. I don't want the ship to fall victim to an assault so I'll send word of things being clear soon. From here on out further escort will be unnecessary. Consider the mission complete. I'll rendezvous with everyone shortly, I would say it will take us an hour to reach the mainland. Expect a message from me then. If anyone's interested I may even see about getting everyone a tour bloop." Toso would say with a seemingly gleeful smile. Then the entire squid family gave friendly waves of departure...well all but the father and Ebihara seemed in a rush to depart. All four would take to the water and be gone with the ebb of waves behind them. It seemed unbelievable that they could swim for as long as they do.
Time would pass for the group on the idle ship. Likely whomever was tied up was discovered or broke free right at the instance that the squids departed. But something was wrong...an hour would pass. Then an hour and thirty minutes. That became two hours...and then it was nearing three. There was no word from Toso. What would the group do now?
Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2017 12:42 am
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~Current Theme Music~:Buoyant Boogie- Splatoon 2 Then finally contact a rainbow like figure appeared at the decks center was formed. Another call to assemble. An image of Toso. Not unlike a hologram if such things existed. "I'm sorry for the late response bloop...However, something of a dire situation has happened. My village has been occupied by ninja. Ninja whom don't seem to have any particular village. My family...bloop was taken...and I bloop narrowly escaped. I know this may seem a cause to take action. But...bloop. This is my problem bloop. Shiro-nii entrusted me with your safety bloop. Please do not do anything reckless, I will consult Shiro-nii please stay on stand-by until then. Oh and Unk-nee. If I die here I suppose I should tell you something...before I regret it in the afterlife...it is something that has been on my chest since you invited me into your home."
Toso's word sounded distant and troubled as if what he was about to say weighed on him significantly. It almost sounded as though maybe...this was a confession of love! Then he spoke. "The flat cakes your aunt made were terrible...I'm sorry bloop. They were unbelievably bland, they could have used some butter at the very least or...HOW DID YOU!" An exclamation of surprise. Suddenly the image of Toso would cut away abruptly as though someone had just turned off a television. Now what would the kunoichi do? Would they wait to hear from the squid again with his promised future information about consulting with the Raikage about further action or would they take things into their own hands? [Proceed to Endaishima thread or remain in the Raikage Bay thread to remain safely on the boat until further contact?]
❞ ·.¸¸.-;Buffs<-.¸¸.·´❞ ○ ○ ○ ○ Jiyūgata Senpū Passive: Reflex Bonus: 0.5 ○ Jiyūgata Senpū Passive: Speed Bonus: 0.5 ❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +2 > B +3 > C • 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. • 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 an 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 Many Arms of the Squid Rank: E-S As the Hojo cultivated and developed the realization that multiple crude arms could instead prove just as an effective tool for preserving their extensible limbs came to light. However these extra limbs were intentionally made imperfect as they were easier and less excruciating to produce. They bear even more of a resemblance to their pacted brethren in the sense that limbs produced this way do not have digits and are instead nubs not unlike tentacles. • This Technique can be trained up only to the user's maximum body rank. It can then be retrained at each body rank increase the number of limbs. • Each Rank of [ Many Arms of the Squid ] confers an extra appendage that may extend from one's back, sides, or neck. The appendage is retractable capable of hiding within the body and may extend up to 10 yards away from the body. This appendage however, cannot form hand signs. • If an appendage is lost, the only way to recover it is with the Hojo technique [ Arms of the Squid ] which makes them just as precious as one's current limbs. • The appendages for the most part can be considered tentacles, these appendages feel pain as any other appendage, these appendages have a unique benefit of being treated as [ Whips ] for whip oriented Bukijutsu. • These appendages are severely disadvantaged using taijutsu that requires, hands, fists, or great feats of physical strength resulting in [-2 Rank Detriment] to the technique it's used in conjunction with. • Using these appendages with Taijutsu that grapple confers a [+1 Rank Bonus] to the grapple and sustaining the grapple. • These appendages can be used in conjunction with Hojo clan [ Sticky Fingers ]
❞ ·.¸¸.->Equipment<-.¸¸.·´❞ ~Head~ ΦUzumaki Mask: Giant Squid: Soft Physical C / Hard Physical C ~Hands~ ΦRight Ring Finger: Sumi-Bozu ~Left Sleeve *Arsenal of the Sleight of Hand* Φ Wire 30 Yards Φ Suiton Brush Φ 2x X-ray lenses [In Case] Φ 2x Night lenses [In Case] Φ 2x Light Diffraction Lenses [In Case] ~Right Sleeve *Arsenal of the Sleight of Hand* Φ General Brush Φ Empty Expansion Atlases [3] ~Waist~ Φ Belt of Assorted Inks contained in flasks ~Back~ Φ Modoro Gumo Φ Jonin Scroll x2: 1-[Contents]: [Food] Vegetables, common [x3] [Food] Meat, common [x1] Canvas Tents [x2] 2-[Contents]: N/A ~Feet~ Φ Silent Soles
❞ ·.¸¸.->Trivia<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Hojo Clan Ink can only be removed with hot water. Φ Locked Formless Style Brush: Rank A Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Mental: Rank B Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Physical: Rank C Φ 5' 9/175.3 cm : 172lbs/78 kg : A.k.A~Monochrome Squid
During the awkward duration of the past twenty three-ish hours Unki spent the journey as so: She awkwardly drifted herself from the rambunctious Hojo pod and spent a good hour or two sitting above the boat's deck floor. The next hour Unki found herself hungry and slid off this apparent high-spot to the deck to check out the kitchen. Apparently, the chef had thrown in the towel and gave up by now. The glory of squid mother wore down the chef.
ooc: Cooking Mission Montage for Ryo~ Unki muddled her way into the kitchen out of growing hunger and chose to investigate what remained of the chef's endeavor. What sort of meal the chef was planning was beyond her current reasoning but all she could see was the scattered ingredients for donburi. Heck, Unki felt just about anything savory could be chopped and seasoned into seeming like a donburi bowl. The anticipation fluttered within as she identified a few kitchen ingredients: Rice was already set out to cook, a pile of green onions (likely scorned by Toso's mother), tofu under press, which seemingly knocked askew by the frustrated cook. Unki could only guess if any qualms over tofu existed. [1/ 3]
No bean paste. Only chilli bean paste was at her disposal. No soy, which was read as incredibly strange to her, and could only find oyster and mirin sauces in an abandoned box of spices (likely the Chef's). Unki added these items and more to the counter. No starch. This was going to be a strange doburi bowl right off the bat. In terms of protein, the chef had left beef strips. Unki would have preferred pork for the recipe she had in mind. Don't like it? Don't eat it! [2 /3]
Anyway, Unki decided to pick up the remains and tried to convert the original plan as best as she could to donburi. The prep work was quarter of the ways done. Unki stepped away to deposit her gear, tie a cloth (formerly a large drying cloth) around her head, and wash her hands. The radishes present Unki planned to use sparingly in the makeshift rice bowl. She scavenged another mixing bowl for the seasonings and eventually went to go risen a knife, she thought was used for meat, to finish cutting the meat to her liking. [3/3]
Unki applied her attention to holding and dicing the beef strips. Until she felt there was a sufficient amount. She figured she may aswell cook for the ship's crew while she was at it, probably what the chef was intending on anyway. Yet, Unki would feel she's better off cooking cook for whoever so wanted a fancy rice bowl. The beef was cut and she began to feel as if her work was flowing out of order. Unki moved the beef chunks into a bowl, went to clean her hands again, and clean the knife before going further. [1/4]
Her seasonings were built in the next bowl: 2 ½ table spoons of the chili bean sauce, 2 tbsp mirin, ontop of 1 tablespoon of oyster sauce. She managed to find miso during her rummaging and added that too. A newly discovered bottle of sesame oil also came into the mix. Water and four tablespoons of it all came together for a fine mixing with a clean spoon. [2/4 ] The green onions were already chopped. Unki found garlic. Jarred minced garlic. She could understand why Ebihara could have so willfully picked and prodded at the chef's sanity. Unki preferred to chop her own garlic but settled with the ingredients. The garlic would be set in a pan over the small stove. Unki turned on the heat and added an oil. No ginger. This was definitely going to be a weird donburi bowl, she thought as she kept her attention to the heating pan. In time, Unki was able to add the beef chunks. [3/4]
She tended to the pan and its contents until the seasonings were ready and with most poured in. The heat was turned down to a lower degree and Unki hurried to prepare the tofu. She unburdend the tofu from its press and set it on the cutting board with the word "vegetable" burned into it. Unki decided she wanted cubed tofu to be thrown into the mix. Cut cut cut. Turn tofu. Cut cut cut. [4/4]
Unki gasped and dropped the knife. The rice! Did the chef bring a ricecooker?! Will I have to cook it over the stove?! Do we have any electrical outlets?! The rice was ready to cook. It was best that she had rice in its sad, uncooked state, than cooked and pathetically cold. Unki ultimately made room on the stove and placed a pot of water with salt to boil. Meanwhile, the uncooked rice was already nestled in a measuring cup. [1/4]
Back to the pan. Unki turned up the heat and added the chopped tofu cubes to the mix. She poured the remainder of the liquid seasoning and carefully stirred. Since the rice wasn't done yet she couldn't serve its meaty compainion. In short, Unki turned the heat down again and checked on the water. It bubbled now and then but not quite a boil. Fine. Unki went to three bowls to start. Herself, Xion, and Shion. So many ion's she told herself. [2/4]
Three bowls and three spoons were set behind the cutting boards, bowls, remaining ingredients before Unki moved back to tend to the rice. Toso's status hunger-wise was unknown. If Unki had to guess, then she would assume Ebihara would forbid Toso from dining on anything prepared in this kitchen made without input. The girl added the rice, now that the water was at a boil, and briefly stirred. [3/4]
The pot lid was replaced over the cooking grains. All was left for Unki to do was to play the waiting game. The waiting game was spent cleaning. Unki returned the seasoning bottled to their assumed place of storage, scraped the cutting boards cleaned and placed them and all other equipment in a filling sink. If anything, Unki could spare a clone to help her tidy up the place before serving. An Unki clone appeared and hurried to clean dishes as fast as her little timer could let her as the real Unki babysat the rice and beef with a wooden spoon. [4/4]
In time, Unki was able to fill each bowls with rice and top with the seasoned meat, tofu and chopped greens. She carefully wedged a spoon into each bowl and carried all three bowls. The two for Shion and Xion in her hands. Her arms were crossed and held against her chest with the third bowl for herself nestled close to her. Unki bounced around the ship and would give both girls their donburi bowls before sitting down to eat. It wasn't bad for missing two or three typical ingredients.
The conclusion of mealtime came brought the cleaning of her bowl and more evenutal quiet time. She seemed really antisocial for some reason during the first half of this trip. She felt blame could be pressed on the trio of squid. A nap followed at some point after she came down from her elevated perch. Unki had herself made a cozy spot in a corner somewhere to sleep. It felt like no time at all that she woke up to greet the bustle on the boat. Toso, with the boat's captain, made the annoucement the trip was complete. Toso and family were on their way. Unki and team waited as instructed. Waited. Waited. Waited to the point of worry. At last Toso's rainbow image manifested on the deck. His voice, through the hologram, crackled a distress call. Each word flickered Unki's drive to act but the warning to wait for Shiro's advice was pinning her to anxiousness. The flat cakes comment only pestered Unki less so as an insult to aunt's cooking but much more like a useless waste of breath that had the girl on edge. "ReAlly?! THAT was what you would've regretted in the afterlife?! I'M SORRY. UJI'S LAZINESS MAKES ALL OF US SUFFER." Unki huffed and worked to collect herself. Alright. There was a choice. Wait for word from Shiro, which Unki would take as a last resort. Was her team ready? To act now rather than wait would be against Toso's orders but could very well put clan Hojo's life at risk and worry. She bit her lip. This situation was new to her. At the very least, she knew some of what Toso was like in combat. If his family was anything like him then they could very well stand a chance against these mystery invaders. How long would they have to wait now for Shiro? "I don't want to wait but I have to put our well being into consideration too. Hmmmnn.... Unki placed her hand to her chin as she stood to think. Her sights shift now and then to stare into space, to Xion, to Shion, then to the proposed direction of the island and back. She had quickly weigh her options. Hopefully Shiro would be quicker than anticipated.
Title: Kitchen Preparation Rank: E Information: Kitchen preparation deals solely with getting the cooking area ready. It includes sharpening knives, washing dishes and counters, or even clearing space in the wilderness to set up said kitchen. Solo or Squad: Both Minimum Posts: 3 Note: If followed by or before Food Preparation, treat Kitchen Preparation as a D-rank mission. -_-_-_○ ○ ○ ○ ○ Title: Food Preparation x2 Rank: D Information: Food preparation deals solely with getting ingredients ready for the main chefs to use. It includes skinning meats, chopping vegetables, or even couriering out to retrieve village-bound goods. Solo or Squad: Solo Minimum Posts: 4 Note: If followed by or before Kitchen Preparation, treat Kitchen Preparation as a D-rank mission.
• Thoroughbred: Your maximum chakra pool and maximum stamina pool are both increased by {10} points, and you receive an additional {05} points to each pool whenever you rank up. Additionally, when you perform bloodline techniques above Rank D, you are refunded {05} chakra or {05} stamina, depending on which energy was used. ( If chakra was used, you recover chakra; if stamina was used, you recover stamina; if both were used, you recover both. ) • Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank, and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses of techniques the same rank. Can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. Jutsu Active: Passives Active: 3 Activation: • Chakra Cost: Thoroughbred Chakra Refund: • ; "Additionally, when you perform bloodline techniques above Rank D, you are refunded {05} chakra or {05} stamina, depending on which energy was used." = # Chakra Remain Techniques Used: • • •
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Title: Kitchen Preparation Rank: E Information: Kitchen preparation deals solely with getting the cooking area ready. It includes sharpening knives, washing dishes and counters, or even clearing space in the wilderness to set up said kitchen. Solo or Squad: Both Minimum Posts: 3 Note: If followed by or before Food Preparation, treat Kitchen Preparation as a D-rank mission.
Title: Food Preparation Rank: D Information: Food preparation deals solely with getting ingredients ready for the main chefs to use. It includes skinning meats, chopping vegetables, or even couriering out to retrieve village-bound goods. Solo or Squad: Solo Minimum Posts: 4 Note: If followed by or before Kitchen Preparation, treat Kitchen Preparation as a D-rank mission.
After the chef threw in the towel, Xion picked up the towel and started to tour the kitchen freely. she wondered as Manju came in to save the day. Regrettably, Xion was still working on maneuvering through the kitchen layout, especially as it was on a rocking boat and nothing was organized with the exact precision she needed to reach without worry for a knife or a stove or any one of the numerous dangers presented in a kitchen. [1/3; Kitchen]
Therefore, this was the reason why stumbling through the kitchen counted as kitchen preparation for Xion. She couldn't just cook with the basics like a clean counter, ready tools, and ready ingredients prepared. She needed extra accommodations, like this time she used to familiarize herself with the kitchen layout, and boy, did it take a lot of time. [2/3; Kitchen]
Manju was placing the finishing touches upon her bowls by the time Xion had finally figured out the kitchen. Although, in her efficient maid-ly manner, Xion had already started cleaning the kitchen as she finished figuring it out. No, it wasn't Manju's mess or anything obvious. Manju was doing an admirable job of assuring she left the place no worse for wear than when she came in. Instead, Xion focused on the nooks and crannies, the tops of the shelves and the edges of the stove where it was all too easy to forget the dirt and grime. [3/3; Kitchen]
If Manju just called to Xion when the food was finished, though, Xion would assist her teammate in bringing the food out for Shion to eat. Xion would take her own food and set it aside on the counter while she brought out a pitcher of water and two cups for the girls to wash down their food with. Then, once everything was placed, the former maid would excuse herself to return to the kitchen.
Manju had prepared nearly everything, but the food was still not served. Maybe it was the way things worked on ships like this, for crew mates to just come in and pick through whatever was on the stove, but that wasn't the way Xion knew it to work. While technically all the food had been prepared, Xion worked on preparing the prepared food. [1/4; Food]
Leaving her own meal aside, still sitting on the kitchen counter, Xion searched for where she had just memorized the large serving platters to be. As she was taking them out, she heard someone come in and then leave, the short scrape of whatever material the bowl was made out of against the wood of the counter letting Xion know that the first of the hungry crewmates had come in and just taken her share. Well, that was okay, she brought down two serving platters and stacked them near the stove. [2/4; Food]
In one serving platter, Xion scooped in all of the rice. In the other, she scooped in all of the meat. Then she set the condiments Unki had used on top of the donburi onto the counter first. After which followed stacks upon stacks of bowls, but none of them any higher than 5 bowls tall. Finally, came the serving platters of rice and meat, each with their own spoon inside. [3/4; Food]
Already a mass of people had formed near the kitchen doorway, awaiting their meal. "Line, now," Xion ordered, stepping not an inch away from the food. The serving platters were not meant for self-serve, but to give Xion as easier time by allowing her scoops to be uniform. After everyone followed her orders, it was great what food could do for obedience, Xion started to scoop rice and meat into individual bowls for each of the hungry mouths, leaving the responsibility of condiments to each individual. [4/4; Food]
Xion did not eat until the last of the crew members came in for their food. How did she know this? After the initial rush, she just parroted the same question to everyone who came, inquiring if anyone else needed more to eat. Once she was told that, no, everyone had gotten some food, Xion carried everything further into the kitchen and out of the easy reach that signaled the food was for the public. There, she ate the food straight out of the serving platters, dumping the rice into the meat platter so that it could mix with all the juices. This wasn't too much for her. With the voracious appetites of everyone, even with minus three (the Hojo family), Xion only had a bit more than she would normally eat. After seasoning with some condiments and mixing, she enjoyed her fill.
Mealtime finished for some of the earlier and faster eaters while Xion had been serving, and she directed these folks to place their bowls in the sink in a nice, orderly fashion. Some of them did try to get seconds but... Xion knew, and Xion did not let them pass, but that was besides the point. Even more people came in while Xion ate, and these people, too, she told to just leave their bowls aside. [1/3; Kitchen]
Even Manju and Tomorrow were told to leave their bowls and go. Why? Because Xion intended to clean and organize everything herself. It wasn't because she particularly enjoyed it, but this was all part of training for using this kitchen. [2/3; Kitchen]
In as swift and orderly a fashion as a blind maid in a kitchen she had just grown familiar with could, Xion washed, wiped, and dried everything that had been used to eat. These were placed where she remembered them to have been, and each placement helped revive that memory for use the next morning because Xion fully intended to cook the next morning. After the dishes and utensils were cleaned, the drain had any excess food taken out of it and thrown into the trash and Xion gave the counter one final wipe down before calling it a night. [3/3; Kitchen]
Xion fell asleep after that, bunkering down wherever the crew told her that she could sleep. She would be the first to wake up and, consequently, the first to find herself jammed into a cannon. This was unfortunate. If it only could have been Shion or Unki, instead, then Xion could have noticed their absence and found them immediately. However, this couldn't be the case now that it was reversed. Enjoying the sea breeze, Xion waited patiently until she was freed, for which she thanked the crew for saving her before returning to the kitchen.
Not a scent of food wafted within the kitchen. At least not freshly cooked food. Xion set to work on fixing that by starting with a quick morning clean. [1/3; Kitchen]
Since she and Manju had been so thorough last night, Xion found the clean-up this morning to go much faster. It was really just taking out the pots, pans, and other tools she would need to make a large amount of food and rinsing them in water to cleanse out any dust. After that, there was shaking to get the water out and then placing the tools in their proper spaces. [2/3; Kitchen]
Once everything was set in place, Xion lightly skimmed her fingers across each of the tools she would be using. Slight modifications were made, replacing one with another or putting aside something entirely. Positions were adjusted to allow for ease of access without sight and to ensure her safety. Then she began. [3/3; Kitchen]
Xion knew exactly what she was going to make. She had planned it out while preparing the kitchen, as she liked to do to make things easier on herself. Basically, there was going to be a lot of hardtack, potatoes, onions, and dried, salted meat. First, though, Xion set out a big, old basket of oranges atop the counter she had used the previous night to serve food from, welcoming anyone to take and eat some. Scurvy and all that. [1/4; Food]
With this medley of ingredients, Xion was going to make the equivalent of corned beef hash browns, but with the bread (hardtack in this case) mixed in with everything else to soften the hard-baked grain, meant more for preserving than eating. There were other, easier ingredients to use. Manju had shown this with last night's meal, but Xion did not want to delve into the precious stores of actual food and end up using too much of it for one meal. Certainly, after all, the cook would probably return to his work after protesting with his absence during dinner and breakfast. [2/4; Food]
The recipe was simple, if arduous. Chop chop chop. There was a lot of chopping involved. Chop chop chop. Dicing the meat, potatoes, hardtack, and onions into small pieces. Chop chop chop. Slicing enough for the whole crew. Chop chop chop. So... much.... chopping. [3/4; Food]
However, after the chopping, it was just a matter of putting everything into two different woks that would be doing the exact same thing at the same time. First the onions and oil went in on low heat so that they could caramelize. Although, Xion couldn't do the fancy thing of caramelizing the onions and then taking them out to cook everything else without burning the poor veggies, so they couldn't fully caramelize before the potatoes were tossed in, and with more oil. [4/4; Food]
Then once were the potatoes were nearly done, in went the dried meat. The hard tack and a bowlful of water, which was only a bit comparing the size of the serving made in even one of these woks, followed soon after. This step included even more oil because everything was dry and soaking up the fat that was needed to keep the pan nice and greased. [1/4; Food]
Spices to taste. Low heat to cook throughout, and once it was finished, Xion spooned the contents straight out of the wok and into individual plates for anyone hungry to take. The wok was too heavy for her to lift. Just stirring it made her the muscles in her arms burn. [2/4; Food]
The food on the plate didn't look pretty. It looked pretty dull, actually. However, the taste was decent. Not terrible, at least, which was something considering the ingredients used. After tasting and plating, Xion took the food to what she mentally dubbed the "serving" counter, using a tray to carry more plates than she could hold over. [3/4; Food]
At least Xion didn't need to worry about putting her plates on top of the plates she had placed on the last trip. At least, not at the beginning. Again, a line had formed and people were waiting for food, no matter how not super tasty it was. Hunger was hunger, after all. Though, as one would expect, the traffic did slow down eventually, and Xion had to start being careful about her food placement. [4/4; Food]
Once again, Xion only ate after she was done with the serving of the food. Although, this time, she ate from her own plate instead of the communal food. Unlike last night, there was plenty of food left over, at least half of one of the woks if Xion had portioned everything uniformly. The leftovers were left on the counter for anyone quick enough for seconds while Xion at in the back of the kitchen.
Then, once more, after eating it was time to clean up. The dishes had started to come in before Xion even finished eating, so she got to serve, eat, and then immediately start cleaning. Fun. Then again, she was used to this. [1/3; Kitchen]
With more ease than last night, Xion moved through the kitchen to clear the dish rack from the night before and set it all way. She should have done this first, to be honest, but had forgotten in her own hunger. After clearing the dish rack, Xion worked on the smaller silverware, though they weren't actually made of silver. Individual serving bowls utensils were cleaned first and then Xion just cleaned things from smallest to largest. [2/3; Kitchen]
Of course, the largest thing to clean was the kitchen itself. Xion ended with this step, wiping down the stove she had used, the sink she had used, the counter around the sink she had used, the counter around the stove she had used, the floor she and everyone used, etc. Be it with hands, rag, or mop, she left the kitchen clean. It wasn't spotless. That was difficult considering the working conditions of this kitchen. Also difficult since Xion couldn't see, but at the very least people could make sure their hand wasn't going to drop into something unwanted. [3/3; Kitchen]
Work below deck done, Xion moved above deck for some fresh air. She arrived just in time for Curry's message, hearing it in the distance and then walking towards it while it continued. She got the gist of it. The group of three girls was currently not responsible for anything and they should carry on as if Curry and his family were completely fine until told otherwise. "Understood," Xion answered the Curry that was now gone as she stepped up to where Manju stood. Since they were free for the moment, Xion figured she might as well make a request. "Manju," she asked the next in command from her point of view, "Since we're essentially relieved of duty until new orders," that was not what "standby" meant at all, by the way, "Can we use this free time to visit the island and try some of its local cuisine? I would go alone but I've heard," yeah, she literally heard just now from the Curry she seemed to have forgotten existed, "that there are some ruffians currently on the island, and I'm afraid that I'm not confident in my ability to handle them alone." This cuisine business was very important. Xion wanted some new flavors now that she was reunited with Musubi. Poor child was probably starving right now.
Shion shrugged at the message and looked around at the group assembled before it. "We're going after him, right?" She had hoped this would be a rhetorical question... I mean, if one of their own was in trouble, wouldn't it be your first priority to get them back?
boo boo booBLOOP_ BLoOp_ bLoOp ´¯`·.¸¸.->Tōsokurui Ashikoki Hojo <-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pup´¯`·.¸¸.->I'm not squidding around here...<-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pupNothing is ever just black and white.
~Current Theme Music~:Buoyant Boogie- Splatoon 2 The rainbow figure returned. "Orders..from..Raikage..wait on standby...for reinforcements..." More staticky and broken up than before but then in the background before the message cut off a loud thunderous sounding impact came from the hologram and the utterance of a curse and additionally this bellowing sound echoed all the way to the ship itself where it ebbed suddenly from a sudden large wave on the calm ocean. Whatever was happening, whomever was on the island, they were no push overs.
❞ ·.¸¸.-;Buffs<-.¸¸.·´❞ ○ ○ ○ ○ Jiyūgata Senpū Passive: Reflex Bonus: 0.5 ○ Jiyūgata Senpū Passive: Speed Bonus: 0.5 ❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +2 > B +3 > C • 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. • 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 an 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 Many Arms of the Squid Rank: E-S As the Hojo cultivated and developed the realization that multiple crude arms could instead prove just as an effective tool for preserving their extensible limbs came to light. However these extra limbs were intentionally made imperfect as they were easier and less excruciating to produce. They bear even more of a resemblance to their pacted brethren in the sense that limbs produced this way do not have digits and are instead nubs not unlike tentacles. • This Technique can be trained up only to the user's maximum body rank. It can then be retrained at each body rank increase the number of limbs. • Each Rank of [ Many Arms of the Squid ] confers an extra appendage that may extend from one's back, sides, or neck. The appendage is retractable capable of hiding within the body and may extend up to 10 yards away from the body. This appendage however, cannot form hand signs. • If an appendage is lost, the only way to recover it is with the Hojo technique [ Arms of the Squid ] which makes them just as precious as one's current limbs. • The appendages for the most part can be considered tentacles, these appendages feel pain as any other appendage, these appendages have a unique benefit of being treated as [ Whips ] for whip oriented Bukijutsu. • These appendages are severely disadvantaged using taijutsu that requires, hands, fists, or great feats of physical strength resulting in [-2 Rank Detriment] to the technique it's used in conjunction with. • Using these appendages with Taijutsu that grapple confers a [+1 Rank Bonus] to the grapple and sustaining the grapple. • These appendages can be used in conjunction with Hojo clan [ Sticky Fingers ]
❞ ·.¸¸.->Equipment<-.¸¸.·´❞ ~Head~ ΦUzumaki Mask: Giant Squid: Soft Physical C / Hard Physical C ~Hands~ ΦRight Ring Finger: Sumi-Bozu ~Left Sleeve *Arsenal of the Sleight of Hand* Φ Wire 30 Yards Φ Suiton Brush Φ 2x X-ray lenses [In Case] Φ 2x Night lenses [In Case] Φ 2x Light Diffraction Lenses [In Case] ~Right Sleeve *Arsenal of the Sleight of Hand* Φ General Brush Φ Empty Expansion Atlases [3] ~Waist~ Φ Belt of Assorted Inks contained in flasks ~Back~ Φ Modoro Gumo Φ Jonin Scroll x2: 1-[Contents]: [Food] Vegetables, common [x3] [Food] Meat, common [x1] Canvas Tents [x2] 2-[Contents]: N/A ~Feet~ Φ Silent Soles
❞ ·.¸¸.->Trivia<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Hojo Clan Ink can only be removed with hot water. Φ Locked Formless Style Brush: Rank A Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Mental: Rank B Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Physical: Rank C Φ 5' 9/175.3 cm : 172lbs/78 kg : A.k.A~Monochrome Squid
Yeah, ******** that. They were just supposed to sit and wait while their mission blew up around them? Shion turned to the group and stared for a second, almost like she was waiting for one of them to suggest they keep going, but quickly turned away and walked towards the edge of the ship, maybe there would be a lifeboat or something she could snag while no one was looking. "I'm going to help Toso. I'll deal with the a** chewing later." Toso might have his quirks, and his family might be unbearable, but he was still a comrade, and Shion wouldn't let him go it alone.
If there were a table in Unki's immediate range she would have flipped said innocent table off the deck in outrage. Bowing out and go play tourist? Then Shion's all riled up, more than likely in about the same state Unki's in, and on top wants to head out now. Unki figured as leader, she has to show restraint, but as Unki there is no restraint on her personality. She stomps her foot on the deck. "DON'T YOU DARE...! Shiro-chan has gotten back with us and if I know anything about Toso..! HE CAN ZIP HIS SQUIDY BUTT IN AND OUT OF INK FASTER THAN THEY THOSE INVADERS CAN SAY 'KABOOM'" Thus enter the aftershocks and a stirred, shaken Unki looks wide-eyed and severely disturbed out at the horizon. "S-shiro w-wouldn't send some slow pokey out here when he's heard the situation!"
She huffed and crossed her arms. "Not like I wanna go too! Besides, if I were to send us all out how could our reinforcements find us? She would admit to being anxious, antsy, and all other words in between. Unki thought of herself to usually act without thought in combat and sometimes outside of fights. She was named leader and with leadership, she felt, came an ounce of authority and her image of authority wouldn't act as impulsive as the average Unki.
She felt that thought and an extra dash of force patients was necessary until a decision could be reached. Waiting, however, was a strained option and a few, fleeting, remaining promises were attached to the act of waiting..
ooc: Okay, so. If Wolf of Asgard doesn't post this evening (or before I get home from work 6pm, us central) i'll have to ask Naomi to carry Wolf through to the appropriate locations for the sake of preventing further delay (if possible). I won't be readily available Thursday evening (i.e birthday). I want progress asap. We cool? No hard feelings? Halloween event on the horizon~)
• Thoroughbred: Your maximum chakra pool and maximum stamina pool are both increased by {10} points, and you receive an additional {05} points to each pool whenever you rank up. Additionally, when you perform bloodline techniques above Rank D, you are refunded {05} chakra or {05} stamina, depending on which energy was used. ( If chakra was used, you recover chakra; if stamina was used, you recover stamina; if both were used, you recover both. ) • Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank, and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses of techniques the same rank. Can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. Jutsu Active: Passives Active: 3 Activation: • Chakra Cost: Thoroughbred Chakra Refund: • ; "Additionally, when you perform bloodline techniques above Rank D, you are refunded {05} chakra or {05} stamina, depending on which energy was used." = # Chakra Remain Techniques Used: • • •
Wasting no time in her duty she moved onto the only boat that was designated. Moving through the area with such grace that appeared to be dancing even in this stressful of moments. She reported directly to Unki giving her the information that she heard the Raikage state. "Our team is to reinforce the forward team Toso had with him. Until Toso can be found you are in charge." She stated bluntly as she looked back to her two students. Handing Mizuki a goggle comm set that had been mentioned earlier and silent sole footwear. After handing those to her she looked to her other student and handed him silent sole footwear, a comm set, and two chakra steel katanas. Quickly looking back to Unki she haded the chuunin four of them for herself and her team. She licked her lips and began to look around wanting this mission to progress. She knew that they were waiting on her and she was sorry for that. However with patience comes great reward...
● An Old War Longbow ● 20 Arrows ● Comm set ● Silent Sole ninja tabi ● Left sleeve glyph with 20 throwing knives ● Right sleeve glyph with 20 throwing knives ● 40 Throwing knives on her belt ● 20 Highly explosive tags in a pouch on her belt ● Left sleeve knive ● Right sleeve knife
◆￤ Passives
● 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 D-rank, C at C-rank, B at B-rank, A at A-rank, and S at S-rank. 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.
● 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, assuming the user has seen the bloodline before, and approximately how large their chakra pool is.
● Resolution 2: Members of the Resolution discipline have three-quarters the range, instead of half.
● Skill: Multitasking While the first two stages of the style revolve around the very basics of how to use a bow, the third stage incorporates the use multiple arrows into a more stylish way of battling. Mastery allows the user to simultaneously fire multiple arrows with any technique that does not specifically state otherwise, and allows the Arrow Creation technique to create up to three arrows at once with no increase in cost.
● Skill: Manipulation Manipulating the bow itself is simple, but controlling the arrows is very difficult. Many enhancements can be made to arrows to give them different flight paths, but buying those kinds of arrows is expensive and making them is difficult, so a method was developed wherein the user can freely alter how an arrow flies without need for such trifles. During this training, the user practices firing arrows with abnormal hand positions. Reduces the Stamina cost of bow-related Bukijutsu techniques (including Formless Styles) by 10 Stamina, to a minimum of 5 Stamina.
● Manipulating Line An addition to the technique Calling Cord. By laying a good amount of additional chakra into the strings wrapped around the projectiles, the user is able to fully control the length, direction, and movement of the strings. Thus, allowing for incredibly diverse attacks from all angles. Automatically applied after learning.
● Kemuri no Shikaku [ Sight through Smoke ] The practitioner grows accustomed to the way smoke flows around them and others. The practitioner's vision is no longer adversely affected by their smoke bombs.
● Offensive Style: Knife Stances The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Speed of all Bukijutsu employing small arms is mildly increased.
● Offensive Style: Simple Play With this training, the user is able to more comfortably switch between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch. The user's reflexes are mildly increased.
● Trick Style: Knife Toss The practitioner has developed a greater sense of precision and is now able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the hilt with ease. Confers a slight reflex bonus to the practitioner.
● Offensive Style: Artless Draw The practitioner has better developed their ability to pull their blade straight from its resting place to an offensive slash. Slightly increases the speed of strikes made when drawing a small weapon.
● Offensive Style: Two-fer-One The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives. Once per post, the user may use a single D-Rank or lower technique from this Style without paying the cost.
● Trick Style: Retreating Feet The practitioner, already acquainted with many techniques in the style, has finally realized that with a little bit of personal training, they are able to increase the precision and speed at which they lift and press their feet. The practitioner's footsteps are rendered silent to all who do not have enhanced hearing, and the footsteps they leave in soft ground are shallow. This not only assists their ability to sneak up on people faster and quieter, but also helps when running from trackers.
● Trick Style: Blade’s Edge The practitioner has developed an even greater sense of precision and is now able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the tip with ease. Additionally, some projectiles, such as shuriken or kunai, can be caught by their tip. Confers a slight increase to the user's reflexes.
