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HP: 320/320

Rhaim listened to the explanation of the grading of his performance in the obstacle course and sighed. While he definitely didn't want to fall short of the standards for Sound shinobi, he really didn't want to drag the day on by requiring further assessments. However the teen nodded in understanding to everything that was said. He didn't want to come off as rude either so looking as if he wasn't listening was out of the question. That being said he still looked very indifferent or perhaps bored with the situation. Hands in his pockets, eyes slightly squinting, and a slight slouch in his shoulders.

Without saying anything to the instructor the teen stepped up to the first obstacle of the course. The blades swinging about at such a slow and methodical motion made him want to ask if it was for real. Even if he was too dumb to time the blades, they were slow enough that it didn't matter. He thought about using the Body Flicker technique to get through them quicker or attacking the mechanisms to jam the blades in place. In the end those options felt like they would take too much effort. Hands in pockets he proceeded through the blades with another sigh.

The first of the swinging blades proved to be no issue whatsoever. With a simple step he found himself between it and the second blade. The teen wanted to gaze back over his shoulder at the proctor to ask if it was all really necessary. However he knew the answer to that and thus kept his head and eyes ahead of him. There was nothing for him really to do but keep moving forward through the course as quickly as he could. The time that it took for the second blade to swing out of his way seemed to verge on eternity. If he had timed it right then he would be taking a slow step and waiting for each blade.

Just like with the first blade, the teen stepped casually between the second and third blades. As he had suspected the next one was directly in front of him impeding his movement through the course. Had he honestly felt that he was strong enough he would have tried punching through the things. However he was not someone who excelled in upper body strength like a certain Tenma. Rhaim was caught up in thoughts of his old friend as he waited for the blade to pass so that he could continue onward. He had never considered what might come of her since he and his siblings had been separated from Kononha.

His thoughts on the younger girl continued as he stepped past the third blade and waited on the fourth. The wooshes of air setting and audible pace for him to go off of if he ever got something caught in his eye that prevented him from seeing the slow swings of the weapons. He would have to remember not to ever set up anything so primitive of his own if he made such traps to guard and campsite in the future. Rhaim did wonder how Tenma would fare in the event given that she prided herself on athletic prowess. With a sigh though the teen's mind was back on the task at hand, however easy it seemed to be now that he was in it.

As he pressed on through the next blade he considered that he should not take his movements so lightly. While it seemed simple for the time being, there was no rule that stated that the blades had to stay on their set course at their set pace. In fact it seemed to reason more that a shinobi would build in a false sense of security in to the course to keep overly confident ninja off balance. Not wanting to be such a ninja himself, the young Nara set his mind back on the swinging weapons and his need to traverse them. He concentrated on keeping his thoughts off of topics such as old friends and on the task at hand. It wouldn't help in the least to have good friends if he was too dead to enjoy them.

As the next blade finally made it's way out from in front of him, Rhaim stepped up to the next one. His hands were a bit looser in his pockets now since he expected to need them to stop some unseen threat. That threat however never manifested and the boy was left with his own thoughts on just how the course would increase in difficulty. He didn't want to be caught with his pants down and give Yuzuki more of a reason to place that pen to paper. His eyes scanned the area waiting for anything to pop out and assault him, or some genjutsu to engulf him, or new enemies to appear. None of which occurred as he waited for the blades to swing in time as the had without fail thus far.

Still eyeing the area the teen took another ginger step between blades and found himself unscathed. The which he was actually quite glad about considering the fact that those blades appeared to be rather sharp. He almost swore that they even had some blood stains still on them as they swung. The teen didn't want to imagine who the poor unlucky soul was who was unable to navigate the weapons. However in all fairness it wasn't a difficult task so perhaps it was for the best that people got weeded out on it. Though a bit of a harsh way to get kicked out of the Academy at least it was a straight forward one that left no room for question. He was glad that at least he didn't find it as unruly.

The young Nara stepped through yet another swinging blade without receiving any damage to his person. He was beginning to think that the last swinging blade would be lined with all manner of explosive tags set to knock him back through all of the others to make his effort seem entirely futile. Despite not looking back at the man with the clipboard named Yuzuki, he was certain he could feel eyes burning into him. He just hoped that he hadn't become the victim of some genjutsu that made him think that he was succeeding when he was really crashing through every one of them and tearing his body up. If there was one thing he hated it was genjutsu.

As another blade was navigated by the young shinobi a sense of fear for his life crept over the boy. A sneeze had worked it's way onto him suddenly as he was still in the path of the blade. While he was easily out of harms way by the time he released the bodily fluids, the thought of his mangled body still crossed his mind. It was however quickly set aside when he realized that he had sneezed, panicked, and regained himself all in time to step back through the blade behind him if he so chose. Of course he did not so choose given how long the beginning of the course was taking. He was likely getting docked all sorts of points since he was taking so long. The end however was finally in sight.

With a sigh Rhaim moved past the final swinging blade. With a shake of his head he tried to clear his thoughts for the upcoming challenge. Before he did though he turned to look back at the device and reflect on his decision. Hindsight being what it was he nodded to himself understanding that if he had allies with him who were following he would have taken the time to dismantle the weapons for their sake. With another sigh through his nose and a shrug of his shoulders the boy pulled his left hand from his pocket. He pulled the balaclava up over his mouth and nose and resigned himself to carrying on with whatever the course held for him.

Reflex: 25+Roll vs 15

LV. 1
Experience: (78/100)
Hp: 10/10
Cp: 8
MHp: 10
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

'Dang... can't think straight.' thought makoto as he placed his right hand behind his head, well what ever he was not going to give up now of all times because he could not focus. He placed his hands back together and started to recap on all of the hand signs he had already learned, he needed everything to get him threw the day. Bird, boar, dog, dragon, rabbit, horse... this was the six he had learned in the past few minutes, soon he wanted to know more. He wanted to learn the rest with any fail, but failures are what was needed... they were human after all.


Learning the Hand signs
Bird: Tori
Boar: Ousu-buta
Dog: Inu
Dragon: Ryu
Rabbit: Usagi
Horse: Uma
Ox: O-ushi
Monkey: Saru
Ram: O-hitsuji
Rat: Nezumi
Snake: Hebi
Tiger: Tora
DC: 10 + Int Mod (0) = 10
Formula: d20 (?) + Int. Mod (0) = 5
6 / 12

LV. 1
Experience: (48/100)
Hp: 10/10
Cp: 8
MHp: 10
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

' Dang.... why again... ' thought makoto as he sighed in despair, his mind just was not in the zone anymore... or was it bad luck... he could never tell which was which. Regardless of this however, Makoto finally decided that it was possibly time for him to do something he should not be doing.... nope, not happening. placing his hands together, makoto was ready to try again with the hand signs.


Learning the Hand signs
Bird: Tori
Boar: Ousu-buta
Dog: Inu
Dragon: Ryu
Rabbit: Usagi
Horse: Uma
Ox: O-ushi
Monkey: Saru
Ram: O-hitsuji
Rat: Nezumi
Snake: Hebi
Tiger: Tora
DC: 10 + Int Mod (0) = 10
Formula: d20 (?) + Int. Mod (0) = 3
7 / 12

LV. 1
Experience: (48/100)
Hp: 10/10
Cp: 8
MHp: 10
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

The Rat... a small, disgusting creature that many girls feared. But that was them, To him... Rats meant stealth. Secretly hiding from the world, to enter and leave a place unnoticed after doing massive damage that has gone un-noticed. The rat was stealth, Stealth was a key to power for any shinobi. Used correctly and in the right possible way, It could be used to destroy villages, overthrow empires and even topple the gods themselves. Shinobi always used stealth, but to use stealth is to know silence... he was familiar with silence. placing his hands together, he started weaving his hand sign... in the end, it was perfect.

Rat: Nezumi

Learning the Hand signs
Bird: Tori
Boar: Ousu-buta
Dog: Inu
Dragon: Ryu
Rabbit: Usagi
Horse: Uma
Ox: O-ushi
Monkey: Saru
Ram: O-hitsuji
Rat: Nezumi
Snake: Hebi
Tiger: Tora
DC: 10 + Int Mod (0) = 10
Formula: d20 (?) + Int. Mod (0) = 17
10 / 12

HP: 315/320

Rhaim left the pit of spike filled doom only to find himself at a large boulder and instructions to get it to the top of a small mound. The boy raised an eyebrow at what seemed like a rather strange test for Academy Student hopefuls but eventually shrugged it off. He walked around the rock once to determine the best course of action for getting it up the hill. Without much delay he came to the conclusion that it would be best accomplished by hoisting the object up the hill with a series of rope, tackles and a small rock to keep the boulder from slipping back towards him. The teen set to work taking the rope and some mechanical pieces from his backpack. He installed the rope around the rock and through some trees at the top of the mound. He used the mechanical parts to piece together tackles as best he could.

With enough switch backs in the rope and pulley system in place to cut down on the work that he needed to exert on the rock, the young Nara sighed in hopes of success. To his delight as he pulled down on the rope he found that the movement of the rock was fairly easy. He nodded in satisfaction as he placed the small rock underneath the large one to keep it from slipping too much as he continued. As he set about pulling the rock a slight bit more he found himself considering how a fulcrum and lever would have fared in the test. He came to the conclusion, as rope slid along metal, that a board and rock while more simple would require more people to ensure that the boulder did not crash back down the hill.

[1 FAIL]While caught up in thought the rope slipped a little and the rock almost came back down on top of the boy. However he was able to catch it just quick enough to let it only roll over his foot a bit. It took a bit of fighting through pain to get the large stone off of his foot. A short moment of thinking to himself had caused him to lose focus and crush his own foot. With a shake of the head the boy silently condemned himself for looking like such a fool in front of the instructor. Likely it was some twisted form of karma for the confidence that he had been feeling on the previous two obstacles. If any of his sisters had seen him do that he wouldn't hear the end of it for weeks.

Intelligence: 15+Roll vs 20

LV. 1
Experience: (78/100)
Hp: 10/10
Cp: 8
MHp: 10
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

Wait... what? why could he not remember anything? this was not like him, he needed to know as fast as possible. Jumping over the first deck, makoto ran and jumped his way to his deck before reading up the hand sign he had completely forgotten about. No it was not the ram, or the boar, or even the dragon... it must have been the tiger, yes... the tiger was the missing link. sitting on the head of his deck, makoto started to read and take in the information he needed. It was already to the point where he knew everything he could learn about that... it was now time for him to try again.

Learning the Hand signs
Bird: Tori
Boar: Ousu-buta
Dog: Inu
Dragon: Ryu
Rabbit: Usagi
Horse: Uma
Ox: O-ushi
Monkey: Saru
Ram: O-hitsuji
Rat: Nezumi
Snake: Hebi
Tiger: Tora
DC: 10 + Int Mod (0) = 10
Formula: d20 (?) + Int. Mod (0) = 1
11 / 12

LV. 1
Experience: (78/100)
Hp: 10/10
Cp: 8
MHp: 10
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

Makoto, finally on fire speak. " Screw this! " slamming his hands together he started weaving the hand signs in the order that he learned them, completing the tiger hand sign at long last. The tiger... the feline with speed and power behind it's back, also a good attack and his speed made up for it's weak defense. Speed, power, defense, intelligence and wisdom was what he needed, if the jutsus granted him such then he would approve of them. But sadly he had no time to lose. Tossing the book back in his deck, Makoto jumped off his desk and landed in the front of the classroom. " Tell the teacher, i'm off to work. " Spoke makoto to the people closest to him, before leaving the class room and the academy in general. (( exit ))

Tiger: Tora

Learning the Hand signs
Bird: Tori
Boar: Ousu-buta
Dog: Inu
Dragon: Ryu
Rabbit: Usagi
Horse: Uma
Ox: O-ushi
Monkey: Saru
Ram: O-hitsuji
Rat: Nezumi
Snake: Hebi
Tiger: Tora
DC: 10 + Int Mod (0) = 10
Formula: d20 (?) + Int. Mod (0) = 12
12 / 12