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 Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 2:33 pm
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Koan Uchiha
￥ Konogakure ￥ Genjutsu Specialist ￥
￥ Raiton ￥ Katon ￥
￥ Genin ￥
￥ Ryo: 00300 ￥ AC:000950 ￥ Chakra :540 ￥
￥ Stamina :100 ￥
The support of the others was odd. Not that she was ungrateful for it but she was simply not expecting it. Turning her attention to the girl Koan watched her intently, every move every step every action gauging her motions and her weaknesses. Koan smiled as she formed a single seal(genjutsu active) as she disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Koan reappeared behind her smiling saying,"Its already over" plunging a kunai into the back of the girl. Hitoshirenu Shikaku no Jutsu [ Hidden Assassin Technique ]. To everyone else watching Kaon would be right where she was not moving at all. But to the girl she would be behind her kunai placed securely in her spine.
[jutsu used]
Hitoshirenu Shikaku no Jutsu [ Hidden Assassin Technique ]
Rank: C — Sound
Official Description: Upon casting this Genjutsu, the user claims to have gained superhuman speed, and then seems to vanish in a puff of clouds. The user is actually still standing right where they were before, but the target cannot see them. However, an illusionary version of the user appears behind the target and rushes straight at the target with unbelievable speed, piercing the target’s heart with a Kunai, and then saying something like “It’s over,” or “You’re finished.” The feeling is real, but it does not cause actual injury.
Guild Description: See official description.
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 2:50 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 2:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 3:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 4:54 pm
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 { Katon }{ Doton }
{ Genin }{ Konohagakure }
{ Ninjutsu }{ Sensor }
{ CP : 590 - 20 - 20 = 550 }{ SP : 115 }
{ Tech. 1 Name : Kai [Release] }
{ Tech. 1 Rank : C }
{ Tech. 2 Name : Jihibiki Kansei no Jutsu [ Earth Tremor Sense Technique ] }
{ Tech. 2 Rank : C }
{ Inventory :
• Flak Jacket
• Leather Under armor
• 5 Kunai
• 10 Senbon
• 15 Shuriken
• 5 Explosive tags
• 2 Tag Bombs (Includes 10 Explosive tags each) }
{ Theme 1 : Battle }{ Theme 2 : Regular }
{ OOC : Aze! Subtract your CP foo! >8c (<3) }
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Kira had a theory. It was a stupid, bone headed, shouldn't-go-on-just-this theory, but a theory none the less. She could feel a genin was rushing towards her at unimaginable speed, but, this is where, in a split second, her theory came into play. A genin, no matter how powerful or quick footed, could never physically move that fast without years of training their body not to literally fall apart with the strain. In fact, there weren't many ninja below jounin that could do that period (if any). So, even though it wasn't physically possible for a genin to move that fast, it was possible to make it appear like she was. And there was only one kind of jutsu that could do that, genjutsu.
Of course! How could she have been so blind! This girl was obviously a Jenjutsu user. Kira probably would have facepalmed herself if it wasn't for a searing pain rushing through her spine, enough so to make her choke up and freeze with the force of it. But, as she theorized, when she looked down, there was no blood, no spinal fluid, no shards of splintered bone. Simply put, there was no injury. With a pained smirk, she would Kai out of the Genjutsu her hands falling together once more to the beginning of a string of handseals. Kai [Release] Though, she made no further actions to attack. She had a plan, and she was going to see it through.
In real life, they would have seen the horror and pain on her face, and seen Kira struggle to Kai out of it. But then, as she dipped down, her eyes still closed, and simply crouched, both hands on the ground. Her eyes never opened as a smirk played across her lips. What everyone did not realize was that she had just employed one of her more favored techniques. This technique would allow her, even if she wasn't a sensory ninja, to feel everyone's presence without in half mile radious. Jihibiki Kansei no Jutsu [ Earth Tremor Sense Technique ] Of course, she couldn't quite tell the different between all the ninja on the outer ring of the building, but she just cared about the one closest to her. Koan. Her sensory skills did help slightly to differentiate though, if only by a little. To everyone on the outside though, it would just seem as though she had gotten into a position she could easily sprint from.
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 5:00 pm
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Terra Senju
Village: Konohagakure
Rank: Genin
Clan: Senju
Class: Bukijutsu Tamer
Chakra:305
Stamina:245
AC: 1,750
Ryo:
Too often does man or woman neglect
To see what nature truly is, to see its true beauty
Or to even begin to bond with it as they should bond
To gaze into the eyes of the beast
Is to gaze into the very being of the beast
For one’s eyes are the windows to his or her soul
║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║
”To live in each current moment,”
Terra looked up at Hikari with almost amazement, seeing Gwenhyvar look up as well as she spoke, "...Why would I be fine? This is my partner, after all." But before she could say much else, another woman walked right into the room and grabbed Terra's collar, the girl giving a small yelp as she was dragged to her feet. That yelp quickly turned to a low growl as she met the woman's eyes, her hands already flashing down to her daggers and Gwenhyvar tensing up at her statement. She knew not who this stranger was, but Terra knew that she wanted to floor her opponent.
Before she could even draw her daggers, her sensei had already intervened and everyone in the room seemed to be abuzz at this woman. People were offering their aid all over the place, which only annoyed her more as the Uchiha randomly stepped in with her two cents. Her face flashed over at her sensei as he gave the Uchiha the right to battle. Gwen and Terra then walked off to a small part of the room designed for Senju to train more.
[1/2]Knowing that she had the time to make the hand signs for each individual skill, she stood in a stance and began to perform them. Terra's skin began glowing slightly as parts of her own cells were altered, creating a thin form of a wooden clone as it began to split away from her. Slowly its movements begin mimicking her own at first as it took her exact shape.
[2/2] As it finished its transformation, the clone grinned and its tail swayed as the clone exited the smaller room. It stood right beside Sensei Masahiro and patted him on his shoulder. With that same sweet smile as Terra usually had, the clone bowed and said "Miss Senju will be over there if you need her."
[1/2]The next jutsu she wished to learn was slightly more complex. She extended her arms to the ground and allowed her chakra to pour into the earth as she made the required handsigns. Branches began to appear from the floor underneath her as five of them came at her call.
[2/2] They were naturally hard to tame, the branches at first rejecting her will. Some twisted around randomly, slowly coming under her control. Finally, with each of them performing a different offensive or defensive task, she understood how to wield it properly.
[1/2]The next jutsu was very similar to the first. She extended her arms to the ground and allowed her chakra to pour into the earth as she made the required handsigns. Branches began to appear from the floor underneath her as five of them came at her call.
[2/2] These ones twisted around and began to weave themselves together. Within a matter of moments, they had formed a net which would be rather tough to get past. The only thing that would probably hurt it most, as with all wood skills, was fire.
[1/2] By now, wood working was becoming more and more of second nature to Terra. Again, with an amount of chakra poured into the ground, she summed forth more wood. This time the branches formed in front of her, twisting together rapidly.
[2/2] At first, the shield it tried to form was rather lanky and certainly stable, far from capable of taking the full brunt of an attack. With caution, Terra soon began to close the individual gaps. At last, she had learned to form a shield.
[1/2] The final of the simpler techniques she was able to learn, Terra once again focused on the summoning of wood. With another amount of chakra, wood began to surround her from the ground. It began twisting up her legs and eventually surrounded her.
[2/2]With a puff of purple smoke and chakra, Terra had successfully created another version of a clone. She left it behind, looking at it marvelously. It certainly would come in handy in times of danger.
[1/4] The next techniques would require all of Terra's skills as a genin. Taking a deep breath and making the various handsigns, the cells within her body began to change through chakra. Her arms began to gain elasticity and curve out slightly as they began to become like the branches of a tree.
[2/4] With another mental charge, each of her arms quickly grew and spread out to form multiple branches. Each one writhed and was able to twist around itself, it was so flexible. Terra was a little stunned she was able to do such jutsu, but she was far from over with her experimentation.
[3/4] Each of the limbs started out as blunt, wrapping around various objects of the room. Terra found herself able to hold objects, imprison objects, and even crush objects as she broke one of the branches she had summoned earlier. Bashing and crushing an enemy was always good, but she had better plans in mind.
[4/4] Each of the branches turned into spikes, puncturing the wood she had summoned prior. After making the wood look like swiss cheese, Terra took a few deep breaths as she looked around the room. She finally looked at her own arms as they returned to normal, having gotten the hang of the technique.
[1/4] The next technique had to be done with equal finesse as Terra didn't wish to interrupt the spar going on, leaning down and placing her hands along the ground as she continued to make handsigns. This time, she would be using her chakra to construct a small encampment which required complex focus. She would find the foundations of the encampment easy enough.
[2/4] It was the next parts that were a lot tougher for Terra, barely catching the pieces of wood that didn't stack right and would've clanged to the ground had Gwenhyvar not caught them. Nuzzling her panther and thanking him, Terra continued to make handsigns and concentrate. Soon, the pieces of wood began to fall less, and soon not at all as her will became stronger.
[3/4] Each stack of wood became able to be molded in complex fashions, the walls slowly taking form. With them in place, Terra began to focus on the roof. Within seconds, it too was finished.
[4/4]Terra crawled inside of the small shelter and found herself easily able to curl up inside of it. With a bit of fuda around the house, it would be perfectly undetectable and safe. With a slight grumble, Terra exited the house, knowing that she still had one more technique to master for now since she had just mastered this one.
[1/4]Terra scattered her own house and focused on the soil underneath her. With a look over at Gwenhyvar, the panther seemed to sigh but finally stood in the middle of the training room. For this technique, Terra needed a guinea pig, or in this case, a panther, as she made the various handsigns.
[2/4]The panther looked around himself warily as tree roots began to come up around it, embracing Gwen in what seemed to be a hug. The panther was lifted up onto his two hind feet, slowly growling at Terra. Terra simply grinned at her partner, "It's not over yet, sorry..."
[3/4] Gwenhyvar began to whimper slightly as Terra tested how tightly she could make the branches become. By the time she was done adjusting them, Gwenhyvar was having some trouble breathing. Without a doubt, Terra could kill him right there if need be.
[4/4] The panther took in a deep breath as the vines around him released, sliding back into the earth. Terra ran over and glomped her partner, nuzzling him and thanking him. Without him, she would've had no target with which to master this new technique.
”is to truly live your whole life.”
║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║
Condition:
Healthy
Skills Used:
Active Skills:
Techniques Learned:
All Mokuton skills D-B
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 8:45 pm
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Masahiro Hatake
‡ Konogakure ‡
‡ Raiton ‡ Doton ‡
‡ Jounin ‡
￥ Ryo: 00800 ￥
AC: 00008,600
‡ Chakra :---/480 ‡ Stamina :---/460 ‡
As the two genin went into combat Masahiro cast his eyes to the others still standing around, stern eyes following their motions before he caught sight of the Senju girl, already delving into the secrets of her bloodline, advancing herself to the point, and beyond several of the other students. His eyes fell less critical on her as he turned to the others. They had progressed, trained to use their bunshin, but this was only the beginning for them.
"Now, all of you, you need to begin training in further techniques besides the Bunshin. This is the academy and there is a wealth of information. The scrolls I've given you should have various amounts of other jutsu as well. Feel free to pick and choose what you want to know, but be wary, everything you learn and anything you forsake to learn will determine your future strengths and weaknesses." The Hatake spoke as he turned to his Scarecrow who gave him a curt nod and continued to watch the developing fight between the two genin.
As he walked between the crowd he found himself in a quieted corner of the area, a few trees dancing in the winds around him. His eyes closed and he reached into his pants pocket, pulling forth a scroll that simply had the writing for bind upon it. He took to the scroll and with a practiced hand cast it forward, holding only the tag at it's base to unfurl it to it's full length. His eyes scanned down the length before he grabbed the scroll at it's center point and jerked the central pole back to himself. As it pulled towards him he continued to inspect it, reviewing the notes written along it's length. The Jounin took it all in, reviewing all the information within, once to twice more before he tried to even conjure the technique.
[1/7]
Though the information within was complex and at times perplexing Masahiro would not let himself be deterred. He took the scroll and slowly threaded it through his fingers, inspecting the fine nuances and the costs of using the technique within. His mind still ablaze with the thoughts and uses of the technique, as well as the information of what it could entail should he have to use it at any time. Though he had, in the past, faced several enemies in which utilizing this technique would have been his cure-all. He ran his fingers through the handsigns required to cast the jutsu, before taking up a small stick and writing out the actual seal contained within.
[2/7]
His mind played time and time again over the seal, the reaction, the sign to utilize it. He knew the ins and outs of this technique, it was not meant for use on humans, but it's varied range past that more than made up for it. Now he lain the scroll down upon the ground and let it's full measure sink into him, smiling as he determined it's full value. A second time he ran over the hand motions and traced his fingers over the seal that would be created upon action. 'Yes, this was the technique.' He thought to himself as he began to slowly commit everything to memory.
[3/7]
Masahiro let his mind wander, as he sat down and began to think about the viability of the technique once more. Before long the sound of the action from the fighting genin took to his ears and he cast a sideways glance to inspect them, his Scarecrow giving him a solid look in return. Distractions were no good, not good for the mind, nor for the body when in a state like this. Focus, to focus back on what he needed to do now.
"To master the seals you must learn to focus your will and create what you see in your mind." He quoted to himself, a favoured phrase of the man who had taken to training him in his youth, a master once, of Fuuinjutsu. A man who was ultimately taken out by his own miscalculations and lack of focus in a crucial time.
[4/7]
"A memory is something that has to be consciously recalled, right? That's why sometimes it can be mistaken and a different thing... But it's different from a memory locked deep within your heart..." He whispered to himself as he cast his eyes down across the sheet once more, envying whosoever had been forced to first create this technique.
"I'm not too sure, but..." He murmurs to himself, still inspecting the parchment before him, rolling it and folding it into certain shapes as he tried to decipher more of it still.
[5/7]
"If we choose to see the obstacles in our path as barriers, we stop trying. If we choose to see the obstacles as hurdles, we can leap over them. Successful people don't have fewer problems. The have determined that nothing will stop them from going forward." He told himself, quoting once more his old teacher as he realized the true illusion to learning this jutsu upon the scroll that bore it.
Now he would place his hands into the proper signs over the written seal on the ground and chains of chakra would begin to rise up, weak at first as his mind attempted to fully wrap around the target notion of what he was accomplishing.
[6/7]
Now he looked to the scroll, determination written upon his face as he began to draw the symbols down once more into the dirt, taking care in the tiniest details of them in the falling loose debris. Stepping back he cast his hands out over the seal and made several quick hand signs, repeating them in conjunction until tendrils of chakra resembling chains sprung forth, rising a short distance into the tree before fading back as he released the signal and kicked dirt back over the seals he had written out. Kneeling low he grabbed the scroll and shuffled it back together, shaking dirt and sand loose of it as he did so, before resealing the ribbon and tossing it into his pocket once more.
[7/7: Technique Learned]
[[N] Kemono Fuuin no Jutsu [ Beast Sealing Technique ]
Rank: A]
Even as he watched his success in the technique he was unable to let himself dwell on the momentary promise of victory, but instead he pulled loose two more scrolls, tossing one high into the air while he unfurled the second, his eyes scanning the document and taking in the general gesture of it. This technique had been one he knew several fellow shinobi to use, and had even been the victim of himself. The Hidden Assassination Technique.
[1/3]
As he reviewed the information within, time and time again he thought of the uses of the technique. He knew too well how he would himself apply this technique, but still he felt himself losing focus. Instead he let his mind single in on the possibility of quickly mastering the technique. That was the goal, the job, the very mission at hand. Reeling himself back in once again he felt the focus ebb and flow. Was this the best way to draw the world out?
[2/3]
Ever still the man would not be deterred, instead he focused on the element of the technique. You projected yourself into the mind of your opponent. You were to drive them to believing that you owned their body and then remove their sight of you, instead replacing it with the vision of yourself rushing behind them and finishing them off with a killer blow. To each shinobi this would be done in differing method. Some would make the view a stab for the heart, some would go for the killing spinal tap, yet others, like himself would play it out to their style of martial arts. He saw himself versus another, activating the genjutsu with the draw of his sword, the key of access, sound, and just as quickly forcing them to see as he rushed through them, cutting through them as though bamboo to his blade.
The Miracle was in the execution.
[3/3 Technique Learned]
[[G] Hitoshirenu Shikaku no Jutsu [ Hidden Assassin Technique ]
Rank: C — Sound]
As he finished the first scroll he forced it to wind in a quick and practiced motion before taking his hand to receive the scroll falling from the skies, his eyes now deeply set upon the contents of this particular genjutsu. It was more a set of ideals inside of this scroll, of ways to break someone's mind. He let the imagery it attempted to give him sink in for a few minutes before he turned to look to his students one last time. The two were still to be locked in semi-immobilized combat. This did not strike him as odd, Koan had placed her under some genjutsu, the tortured look on the woman's face was obvious, but it appeared as if she had reset her chakra to save herself.
[1/5]
He returned to the thought process behind his genjutsu though. To split the earth apart and make the souls of the damned or of the opponents loved ones appear before them, screaming in agony and pain, demanding they join them in hell. What a sentimental notion. But to take it a step further, that was the truth behind what Masahiro would want to do. He intended that should he be forced to use this particular jutsu he would make his opponent truly break down.
[2/5]
As the thoughts continued to build and fill throughout the Hatake's mind he became more vicious in his application. Half torn and rotted bodies of the ones they loved, their faces scarred and burnt for the time they'd now served in hell. He would categorize them so that those who were more recently deceased would appear less tainted, but those closest to them would be broken, scarred, and full of hatred for the living, clawing and biting at the more recently deceased before yelling in agony at the opponent. His face turned grim and his eyes glazed for a moment as he thought it over.
[3/5]
He knelt low to the ground now as he thought of it, crossing his arms across his lap and letting the scroll roll shut. He knew this much, it, like traditional bunshin was only a diversion, unless his foe was entirely inept at realizing he was ensorceled. His face contorted once more into a grimace before he settled on the perfection he had wrought in his mind. The dead crawling, clambering over each other to reach through the fissure created by his maddening Genjutsu. The sound of earth would be used as it's trigger, he believed.
[4/5]
Snapping back to the moment at hand Hatake Masahiro stood, his eyes closed for the briefest of moments as he shook out the gruesome thoughts of his own family clambering up such a chamber. He took the lingering feelings of doubt it created inside of him, knowing full well it would do much worse to his enemies. Genjutsu was to be a powerful weapon, and one he was best courting now, while he still had some basic understanding of it available to him, and a student who was well enough versed in it to teach him more. To force an enemy to doubt, to create a moment of error, to lower a guard. It was misdirection, by means of the enemy's own weakness.
"As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness." He chuckled. "If they have the complexity of life to truly give themselves weakness, than I shall take honour in showing them their err, even in this most foul of ways... Yet only if I should, should they deem powerful or tyrannical. Of men and simple quarrels, such a boon is unreasonable heartache and haunting, of the Wicked this will be my tool, to show them the weakness they view others as having."
[5/5 Technique Learned]
[[G] Anoyo Kiretsu no Jutsu [ World of the Dead Fissure Technique ]
Rank: B - Visual ]
[Those I'm Interacting With]
[Techniques Utilized:]
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 10:16 pm
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Annalisa Cambria Hyourin
‡ Konogakure ‡
‡ Suiton ‡ Fuiton ‡
‡ Genin ‡
￥ Ryo: 00000 ￥
AC: 00000
‡ Chakra :---/250 ‡ Stamina :---/250‡
Between her own want to learn her techniques and be useful and the fact that her behind was going numb from the seat Cam was ready to do something. She was in the academy for crying out loud she needed to get a move on. It was obvious from the fight taking place that she was already out powered by even members of her own rank. Looking over to her clone, she got an idea, even if it was a bit masochistic. She would train on her own and if need be her mirror self would either become a water puddle she could draw from or a moving, thinking target.
[1/2] Kaze no Yaiba [ Sword of Wind ] Rank::C
Shrugging she handed her book over to her clone who took it without even looking at it's maker. Cam had read every entry on Water and Wind and was more than prepared all she had to do was put into action what she carried in her head. This wouldn't take much work besides the fact that she only needed one hand to perform the Jutsu and that left one hand free to hold the Jutsu itself. She had seen the Sword of Wind performed so it wouldn't be a stretch of imagination to guide herself through the technique.
[2/2]
Using her right hand she enveloped her left in a cutting whirlwind which she directed at a practice dummy some 5 feet away. The room was sufficiently noisy from everyone elses activities that it was unlikely that anyone would hear the carnage that she would soon unleash on the target. With a flick of her wrist she sent a few small wind blades hurtling at the dummy. The poor thing rocked on it's base as the leather and stuffing peeled off like rain on a leaf. She almost felt bad for it but she knew this was only the beginning of the thing's nightmare.
[1/1]Chiyute No Jutsu: Karui [ Healing Hands Technique: Minor ] Rank:: C
Holding her hands in front of her she began to concentrate her Chakra into her hands forming a ball. If she had an injured person she might have been able to put it to use but from theory and what she now held in her hands she knew she could heal someone. Even if it was limited to just superficial injuries. One day she would put herself to the grinding stone and learn the next step up but today was not that day. She had plans and focusing on just healing wasn't in them.
[1/1]Tsuuten Kyaku [ Bruising Sky Leg ] Rank:: C
Already on her feet Cam walked over to inspect her handiwork with the dummy from her previous assault on it. It was on a solid platform that was mounted to the floor and had a powerful bar inside it to hold it's form. "Good." she thought to herself as she infused herself with her Chakra before delivering a solid side kick to the thing. It's reply was to rock from side to side as if mocking her.
[1/1]Retrain step 1::
Raising an eyebrow at the dummy she stepped back and took a deep cleansing breath before taking stance again. Allowing herself to focus on the desired result she delivered yet another blow to the dummy. This time the interior bar caved like it was made of little more than wet paper. It didn't move much this time. It's only reply was a metallic sigh as her foot made contact and the bar cleaved.
[1/1]Retrain step 2::
Taking yet another step back she looked at the target and tried to determine what would be the best place for her to hit it at so that she didn't hurt herself in the process. As it stood the thing looked like a tree branch that had been blown over by tsunami force winds. With a little bit of focus and a third blasting side kick she managed to rend the base from the ground with a deep groan.The training dummy had apparently been mounted using a heavy cement like material that didn't stand much of a chance.
[1/1]Retrain step 3::
She shrugged her shoulder when she looked over and saw her clone watching her quizzically. At this point Cam was only doing it because she could. It felt good actually, she was finally able to let out the steam she had not even realized that she was holding onto. Looking back to the dummy she noticed that it now lay on its side in the shape of an "L". The cement base was in a broken rough square shape remnant to what it looked like before she tore into it. Bringing her foot up again she delivered yet another kick this time a heel slam into the lower body of the dummy. The floor began to give way under the pressure.
[1/1]Retrain step 4:: (Final Retrain)
This actually caused her to laugh a little. She had never been able to inflict much more than a solid swat when she wanted to kill a fly and now she was decimating this target and apparently the area around it like it was nothing. Turning back to face her clone for a moment she briefly rested long enough to say, "Might as well right? Like they say 'One for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and for to go?'" She laughed a little at her own joke, the clone laughed as well. Gearing up for a final strike she brought her leg up in a high arc before bringing it down in her last kick. Upon impact she felt the ground shake a little as if in upheaval at her blow. The dummy was completely wasted, obliterated beyond recognition. That she had to laugh at, her, a small girl for all things considered, just destroyed a test dummy that had been forged from some of the toughest materials designed for training.
[1/3]Kokuun no Jutsu [ Black Clouds Technique ] Rank D::
Looking at the dummy she decided to connect with her roots one final time before sitting back and relaxing into her book again. Her attempt would be to create black clouds that would rain down flammable oil which would allow her to burn the poor remnants of the target.She had never played with fire but she figured with her natural elements already being strong against it she couldn't lose. Not to mention this technique would be spawned from her own Chakra and had it's roots in Water.
[2/3]
You have to work with things that you aren't always comfortable with in order to grow and develop. This in mind she thought of the seals she would have to do. Single handedly she slowly walked herself through the seals and felt the chakra well up in her body. A fine black mist began to emit from her skin in a wafting similar to her Citrine aura pattern. The mist rose off her body and lifted into the air above her head forming an ominous black cloud. Holding the Chakra back for a moment she reveled in the beauty of it. She had never seen a black cloud before and honestly it was quite a sight to be seen.
[3/3]
With a sigh she let it go and the 'rain' began to fall. First in lazy fat drops and then it fell more rapidly quickly expelling the oil from the clouds and returning the air above her to its normal cloudless expanse between her head and the ceiling. Below her was a very heavily coated dummy. Twisting for a moment she noted that her clone had brought a small torch. It bore an almost cynical smile as it handed Cam the torch. With a quick movement she lit the ground near the oil mess and watched it quickly go up in smoke. The display might have garnered some attention not to mention the little shaking the ground had done earlier.
Techniques Learned:
1) Sword of Wind {Wind}
2) Healing Hands Technique Minor {Medical}
3) Bruising Sky Leg (retrained to the max of times 4) {Medical}
4) Black Clouds Technique{Water}
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 1:34 am
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Kakeru would yawn a bit, he had just woken up, decided to come to the academy for his daily bit of special training. He did it on his own since his mother had died, but it was all fine and dandy. He smiled as he looked around, people were...busy...a lot of them were busy in fact. He only noticed one person in the room that didn't seem too busy. There seemed to be two of them though, one was standing, and the other was laying on the floor in the rather large room. Kakeru thought she looked rather nice, at least in his opinion, he figured maybe he'd go over and talk to them...or well her...who knew, maybe they were exact twins, the likeliness of that was probably low though. He found his way to her soon enough, took a seat next to the one laying down, figuring if one was just a clone, it'd be the one standing as opposed to the one laying down and being lazy. "Hello Miss, I must say, you look fairly nice, I'm Kakeru Hitoshimaru, and what might your name be?" He held his hand out a bit, hoping she'd offer her hand so he could kiss the back of her hand as a gentleman would, of course waiting for her to offer her hand first.
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 1:48 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 1:59 am
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Kakeru smiled a bit, as her hand went to his though, his mouth came down, and his lips pressed against the back of her hand, before releasing it. She had asked him if he came here to train or flirt. He scratched the back of his head a bit, and just smiled. "Well, I came to train, but it's a bit distracting with all these people here, and you're a bit distracting with how pretty you look, so I guess I'm just flirting for now." He said to her, he was just harmlessly flirting, he kept a warm smile on his face while he did such. |
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 2:07 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 2:41 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 3:04 am
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"Oh there was a lockdown? That's why there's so many people here then?" He questioned, his face was kind of shocked, he didn't get word of this lockdown...maybe him being sleep helped with not getting word of a lockdown in the first place. He shrugged it off though, a bit of a smile coming back to his face as he would look Jun over. "Well, if you're stuck here, I don't mind keeping you company for a while, that is if you don't mind it." He offered her his company for a while, either until she asked him to leave her be, or until she got sick of him....maybe it was just until she had to go to the bathroom, he surely couldn't keep her company there!
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