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HP:40/40
CP:35/46

Dodge bonus=8

Conan smiled when Minoru asked if he wanted to fight. It gave Conan a chance to fight using the new weights he just got. “ okay Minoru-kun lets have a sparing match.” Conan raised his arms in front of him and said, “ I haven’t had any training ether I just fight like I fight” this could mean anything since it was Conan saying it. Smacking himself in the head Conan almost forgot something. Conan took a quick bow in front of Minoru and said “ Good luck Minoru-kun” and with that the hospitalities were done Conan ran directly at Minoru when he got a foot out. Which Conan deemed his strike range, Conan spun his body clock wise and let out his right hand. It swung threw the air as Conan spun, he could feel the difference the weight was making as he swung his arm towards Minoru.

Attack Meele:+4
Roll:18
Dc: 18+4=22 HIT
Minoru dodge= 9

HP: 24/30
CP: 17/17

Dodge Bonus=9
Attack Melee: +2

Minoru watched as Conan bowed to him, although he had no idea why Conan would do such a thing. Then Conan backed up and ran at Minoru. Sadly the kid was as just as unpredictable when it came to fighting as he was when he spoke. Minoru had anticipated him coming head on, not flying through the air and coming down upon him. Before Minoru could react, Conan's fist struck him upside the head hard enough to make Minoru lose his footing. As quick as he had stumbled, he recovered himself, a gash above his left eyebrow. Minoru didn't really have an opening right now, but he had to do something to change the momentum. He relaxed his body and instead of making large arcs or strong swing, he tensed up as he threw a straight punch when he thought Conan would be open.

Conan dodge: 8
Roll: 10+2 = 12 PASS

Haritenka watched as Conan finished his training, and went to sparring with Minoru. He had been stuck on this training drill for a long time now, and Conan had done 2 drills already, and was working on a third. He watched as the sparred for a bit then he grabbed his water bottle, some of it had melted. So he took off the lip and took a sip of water. "I'm not going to fall behind, this is going to be different from my academy days, I'll catch up, I'll even surpass them. No matter what it takes." This is when Haritenka relized he was tired of being the weakling, he was going to show everyone. He felt a bit of anger as he thought about this, a new feeling to him. He tightened his grip on the water bottle till the solid chunk of ice started to crack, then shatter. He tossed the bottle to the ground. Every person has there breaking point, where the say this is never going to happen again, and that had happened to him. He took a quick look at the scroll then tried the handseal again with a new drive to it.

(Int mod= 1, and +2 because of the scroll.)

Handseals
The first thing the students needed to learn were the handseals that made the Jutsus possible. So I set them to learning all twelve. The rules are as follows: Roll 1d20 for each seal, one at a time. They must get a 12 or higher in order to correctly perform a seal. Each seal must be performed once correctly before being learned. Use the formula: [1d20 + Int Mod. = (#)].
DC: 12
Total Seals Learned: 11/12
**No Hp or Cp cost.
Rewards: +1 Intelligence, +3 Concentration (one-time only)

Damage
1-6
CRITICAL
2-12

HP: 20/30
CP: 17/17

Dodge Bonus=9
Attack Melee: +2

It appeared Conan wasn't as untrained as he claimed. The kid was like a tornado, constantly in fluid motion, and yet all the more terrible to behold. Minoru was barely able to find openings in Conan's form. He was able to make his last attack glance off his shoulder and as it hit, Minoru was glad that it hadn't hit anything vital. That attack might have been able to smash any one of his bones. Trying to get on the offensive, Minoru went low and tried to sweep Conan's feet out from under him. Getting this fight onto the ground might be Minoru's only shot of winning this fight. It wasn't the first thing time that he had backed into a corner, but this fight seemed to become more and more unwinnable with every second.

Conan dodge: 8
17+2= 19 PASS

Moku was sitting by a tree when he saw the kid finish his hand seal training. It was Haritenka if he recalled correctly. He was asking if he could join in on the sparing between Conan and Minoru. Taking a look over he said “ yea go ahead, jump in, even better just attack one of them call it a sneak attack…” Moku waved his hand at the boy showing how little he cared about it. He would have to heal them but not before the three beat the crap out of each other. Moku was entreated by the fight and wondered how it would turn out.

((a sneak attack adds +2 to you attacking roll NOT damage))



HP:36/40
CP:35/46

Dodge bonus=8

Conan got another hit as he felt his punch connect with Minoru. Conan had no idea how much or even if he was hurting Minoru but also didn’t have much time to dwell on the thought. Minoru had swept Conan legs and he found himself falling…again. as he was falling Conan sputtered out the phrase “ of course” before he hit the ground with a thud. Before Minoru did anything else Conan rolled to the side and on his stomach. From his stomach Conan got onto all fours and jumped like a frog would at Minoru. Conan aimed for ramming into Minoru with his shoulder to try and knock him down. Conan had no idea why but he always seamed to like fighting. it was fun it was a rush. It was most likely due to the fact that he was a Senju and they all have there own massive strength which Conan hadn’t found yet. But he would find it eventually just in time.


Minorus Dodge Bonus=9

Attack melee=+4
Roll:2
Total:6 MISS

Lula stepped into the familiar clearing, although whether or not it truly was Lula was a question for the ages. The figure that emerged from the trees wore an outfit that the extroverted child would have never even owned. Her fiery hair was hushed out and hidden by an earthy bamboo hat, a curtain of black fabric masked her neck and opened in the front to reveal her face, hidden behind a black mask up to her nose. The rest of her body was cloaked by a dark brown and black cloak. She seemed even after all of this to stay out of direct sunlight, as if it was still not enough.

Although, the indications of it being Lula were still there. This figure was several inches taller than the girl had been: impossibly so, excluding her own circumstances. Four fuuma shuriken were strapped to her back, arranged so that the four made one. The bulge of a shuriken pouch was visible underneath the robe as her hips moved with her walking. And her green eyes sliced through the shadow of her hat, although they carried a hunting hunger that her open, kind eyes had never showed.

She took in the entire scene with eyes that saw everything that she had never seen and nothing she had ever seen all at the same time. But she didn't approach the students. She wasn't straying from the shadows. The entire world seemed too bright. But she needed to be here. Otherwise, she would be stuck until the next exam. None of her skin, save for the bridge of her nose, was showing. This gave her an otherworldy appearance, but more importantly it protected her from the imagined hurt of the sun.