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Aruil rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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 Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 7:52 am
HP: 88/88
MHP: 80/80
DB: 15
Attack Melee: 11/6
Rhaim noted that the girl was attempting to put him in an arm bar and had nearly done it as well. She was able to manuever herself around him rather quickly and had even thrown her legs across his neck and chest correctly. He'd have to remember to ask Tenma later where she had learned to do some of her fighting, since when they first began she seemed to have no clue what she was doing. At any rate the Nara was still plenty free to move around as he say fit and so it was time for him to punish her for failing to get the submission. He rolled inward on his outstretched arm that the smaller girl was gripping and brought a quick tap to her cheek. He knew that she was getting much tougher and that she could probably take a shot to her midsection without being too badly damaged, however he couldn't shake the fact that it was still a little girl that he was wrestling with.
"You did good. You just need to twist my wrist so that the thumb is pointing up and arch your hips skyward."
1 Damage
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Homicidal Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 8:16 am
Tenma let her body relax slightly after to received the slight slap she got every time she did something incorrectly. Her ears were intent on his voice as he instructed her, but there was a sense of curiosity in his voice. She could understand that, before this she didn't even know how to throw a punch. Much less any more complex moves like she was trying to pull at the moment. What could she say, grandfather Fujiko had taught her some things during their time together. The girl smiled slightly as she remembered some of their better fights. After quickly processing Rhiam's instructions Tenma attempted to put them into use.
Taijutsu
HP: 38/40
To Attack: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Dodge: 10
To Grapple: 1d20 + 0 (2)
To Escape: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Flip, Handspring, etc: 1d20 + 0
To Damage: Random number 1 + 0 to 6 + 0 (3)
Rewards: +2 Grapple, +2 Escape Artist, +2 Tumble, +2 Taijutsu
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 8:27 am
HP: 88/88
MHP: 80/80
DB: 15
Attack Melee: 11/6
Rhaim sighed slightly as the girl applied everything that he told her to do, but still failed to actually have the strength to perform it to the point where he would actually be in pain. Though her small size would definately come in handy when people tried to target for hitting, it would not help her at all for these physical tasks. He once again brought his free hand to give a brief tap to the girls cheek since she had once again failed to adaquately perform the move. He considered telling her to do something else since she was having a slight bit of difficulty with this move, but the Nara decided that Tenma could probably use the confidence from getting this one down.
"Don't try to wrench it so hard. Just let your body naturally use the mechanics of the position that you have me in and bend my arm back in the wrong direction."
1 Damage
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Homicidal Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 8:39 am
Another tap to the face caught the girl slightly off guard, obviously she would have to get stronger in order to be an adequate sparring partner. Unfortunately, that would have to wait for later. With a slight sigh she decided that the only thing she could do was try again. This time she would have to try and let her body move naturally. Then again, this was a very unnatural way to fight in her book. Oh well, she was trusting Rhiam in the fact that, eventually, he would help her figure it out.
Taijutsu
HP: 37/40
To Attack: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Dodge: 10
To Grapple: 1d20 + 0 (2)
To Escape: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Flip, Handspring, etc: 1d20 + 0
To Damage: Random number 1 + 0 to 6 + 0 (3)
Rewards: +2 Grapple, +2 Escape Artist, +2 Tumble, +2 Taijutsu
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 9:48 am
"Kapchico kempo."
Shiru seemed slightly startled by the sudden words from the quiet child.
"...eh...?"
"Kapchico kempo..." She repeated. "The 'Dance of the River Spirit'...that Ame royal family's specialty..."
But Michishirube did not understand. Kana...well, she had been to Suna to train in the puppet arts...but she never been to Ame...
Almost as if sensing the question he wished to ask, the flame-haired child raised her head, slightly, boring equally pale-violet eyes into the older Hyuuga's. "In Suna, I met this lady Sannin. She was a Fujiko, from the royal family." A pause. "Their art is a most curious one. The Senju royal family focuses on external destruction...ours internal...the Goken style, of physical destruction...but the Kapchicho kempo style is none of these - rather than incapacitation and grave damage, focusing on incapacitation itself..."
"But I suppose...it's only fitting..."
"What's fitting, Kana...?"
"Many schools exist under the vast expanse of the sky...but she, she moved so strangely...not very unlike our art - as the lotus would drift on the river surface...but theirs is the river itself." A breathing pause. "I remember this one best, because I can neither see nor hear. Because, for the first time then..." Her pale eyes narrowed. "For the first time then, I had wished for sight to follow the movements themselves, and not their essence. Strange veils surrounds their kind..."
Shiru frowned. Movements that had been hard for Kana to sense...? No, according to the other...like a veil...something which blocked the Yubei clan's powerful sixth sense... But that was impossible, unless... What she sensed was...
"Spirits, Shiru-sama." A ghost of a smile crossed her delicate features. "The Fujiko royal family are shamans. However..." Her voice trailed off. "They guard the secrets of their limit very jealously, perhaps, with as much jealousy as our own does."
Shiru looked a bit crestfallen. It would've been considerably incredible, this child after all...and he heard rumors of a Fubuki in the village too. Two of the most legendary foreign limits, on Konoha soil...if these children can reach their full potential... "Then...we cannot help her reach her...?"
"We can."
"But you said...?"
"The lady shamaness I met..." Her voice trailed off and she took a step forward. And then she stopped, slowly turning, a mysterious smile playing on her lips that made this child seem even more otherworldly than usual.
"...she was like a thriving flower in the desert sands..."
Flower in the desert sands? Fujiko was famous for water manipulation - unless...wait a minute. Any flowers in the desert would die, there is not enough water to sustain their life any longer than the brief showers...a flower in the desert thus would be equivalent to a discarded treasure, a hopeless case...but if a flower can live in the desert...
...a discarded treasure that became precious with independence of her own...? Then that means...
"Very good." Came Kana's quiet voice.
"The lady Sannin Fujiko Shinjukai has left Ame long ago..."
And then, he understood.
Kana would've only liked someone if she could identify with them...
This woman then, this shamaness...just as the Lady Nyame had and still does, symbolizes something very important to the flame-haired halfblood child.
"You wish...to take the girl with you to Suna...? To meet this Lady Fujiko?" A pause. "Why...?"
"A flower in the desert has the right to live...so why must the discarded flower of cultivation be abandoned...?"
"I...see..."
Kana did not want this child to struggle unaided.
For one abandoned by a royal family, they were left to the worst fates...Senju never did, their families meant everything...but it only left Michishirube to wander of how this Fujiko girl and that new Fubuki child came to wander here... Perhaps Senju Kannon...perhaps the goddess of mercy have seen it fit to lead them here...
"We shall see, then. When?"
"When she graduates."
"What about the boy?"
"There is a Nara sect living in Suna. With the Elders here gone with Zephyr-sama in Iwa..." A pause. "He may come, if he wish."
"Any other?"
"No." A soft pause. And then... "...only my condolences to Kazumei-kun, for not being able to help him complete the Gokakyuu. I pray to him fortune in his endeavors."
"But what about the-...?"
"I have been dismissed from guard duty. They would easily find another. However, as you speak of it, there is something else I must do...Shiru-sama, I...I would not wish to...but if I may ask of this, could you perhaps...?"
"You're worried about them huh?" A snort. "They'll be fine. Damned arrogant but they're growing strong. But, if it will give you peace of mind...Kana..." He ruffled her hair. "We don't abandon one of our own. If there's anything those Senju idealists have taught well, it is that. Not just our own, too..."
Leaning down, he whispered in her ear. "I'll teach you a secret..." His voice trailed off, his breath softly warm against her cheek. And he kissed her, gently, before placing an arm around her small shoulders, pulling the child into an embrace. "Each one in this village is our own. Have some more faith in all of us..."
"Thank...you..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 7:49 am
HP: 88/88
MHP: 80/80
DB: 15
Rhaim watched in stunned dissappointment as his arm completely slipped from the smaller girls grasp. Normally this would not have been such a cause for alarm from him, however he had not been giving any resistence to Tenma at all. She had simply somehow managed to be unable to hold onto his arm and as a result she was now laying on her back with her arms outstretched and her legs still draped over his chest and neck. With a sigh the young Nara boy reached over and poked the girl in the sides and began speaking, "You're still trying too hard. This time don't hold my arm, just hold my hand so that the thumb is up and flex your hips up to bend my elbow backwards. If you don't get it this time I'm going to still tickling you. And I won't stop until you get the arm bar."
((Tickling will deal damage in the same way as normal melee damage however it will affect MHP instead of HP. Also tickling can not take MHP lower than 5 points. Once at 5 points Tenma will wet herself.))
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Homicidal Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 7:57 am
Tickling? Was that actually a way of fighting? No matter how unappealling or unaffective it sounded Tenma would take it as a legitimate threat. Then again, it would probably keep her from slipping again if there was an actual consequence. She didn't know why, but this seemed to be far more complicated than it should have been. After taking in a quick breath Tenma got back to the task at hand. Rhiam was stronger than she was, but this shouldn't have been a problem. He wasn't even resisting her grip. Though she was slightly frustrated she would have to keep working.
Taijutsu
HP: 37/40
MHP: 40/40
To Attack: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Dodge: 10
To Grapple: 1d20 + 0 (2)
To Escape: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Flip, Handspring, etc: 1d20 + 0
To Damage: Random number 1 + 0 to 6 + 0 (3)
Rewards: +2 Grapple, +2 Escape Artist, +2 Tumble, +2 Taijutsu
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Aruil rolled 2 20-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:13 am
HP: 88/88
MHP: 80/80
DB: 15
Attack Melee: 11/6
Rhaim once again watched as the small girl seemed to put little or no effort into doing the technique. Either she was getting very tired, was getting very frustrated, or had bitten off more then she could chew when she started doing this training with him in the first place. At any rate he didn't feel like hitting her anymore since she was a girl and not an enemy. However he still had to motivate her somehow and so he had come up with tickling her. Though seemingly harmless, he did not intend to hold back like he was with the earlier blows. He reached over to the same side that he had previously poked to get her attention and commmenced his rather unorthadox method of punishment.
"If you want to give up just say so. There is no shame in admitting that you just can't do something. There's plenty of things I can't do."
DC to effectively tickle: 9
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Aruil generated a random number between
4 and 9 ...
9!
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:14 am
Tickle "damage"
4-9 (Base Taijutsu, taijutsu points won't count for calculating damage here.)
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Homicidal Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:48 am
Tenma couldn't figure out why this wasn't working, she just kept on slipping like she had lost the feeling in her hands. When Rhiam went for her side she used the oppportunity to wipe off anything that may have been on her hands before giving it another try. Biting her lip, the girl made sure she didn't lose her focus. Though she wasn't ticklish she could feel some sort of affect on her concentration. She didn't laugh or giggle. With another attempt underway she hoped she could get the grip to work.
Taijutsu
HP: 37/40
MHP: 31/40
To Attack: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Dodge: 10
To Grapple: 1d20 + 0 (2)
To Escape: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Flip, Handspring, etc: 1d20 + 0
To Damage: Random number 1 + 0 to 6 + 0 (3)
Rewards: +2 Grapple, +2 Escape Artist, +2 Tumble, +2 Taijutsu
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Aruil rolled 2 20-sided dice:
14, 13
Total: 27 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 9:15 am
HP: 88/88
MHP: 80/80
DB: 15
Attack Melee: 11/6
Rhaim noticed that the girl didn't react to the tickling as most people, including himself, would have reacted with an eruption of laughter. However it did clearly throw her off a bit which was good and bad at the same time since he did still want her to get the technique done properly. Though her form was much better on the most recent attempt, Tenma still failed to adaquately put him into any sort of submission. Though the leg on his neck wasn't exactly comfortable it wasn't bothering him so much that he wanted to move it, especially since she needed the positioning to get the arm bar correctly. The young Nara once again reached down to commence tickling on the smaller girl since she had not gotten the hold on him. He was glad that she wasn't saying all kinds of wierd things like Conan often did though.
DC: 9
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Aruil generated a random number between
8 and 18 ...
18!
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 9:16 am
Tickle "damage"
4-9 + 4-9 = 8-18
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 3:20 pm
Taijutsu
HP: 37/40
MHP: 13/40
To Attack: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Dodge: 10
To Grapple: 1d20 + 0 (2)
To Escape: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Flip, Handspring, etc: 1d20 + 0
To Damage: Random number 1 + 0 to 6 + 0 (3)
Rewards: +2 Grapple, +2 Escape Artist, +2 Tumble, +2 Taijutsu
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 7:24 pm
HP: 88/88
MHP: 80/80
DB: 15
Rhaim closed his eyes and sighed as Tenma released his arm, placed it back on top of him and removed herself from her position. He stared at the back of his eyelids and waited for a breeze to blow over him, but that desire was not fulfilled. He wasn't upset that the smaller girl was having difficulty, or that she had given up on herself. In fact the concept of quitting on yourself when there was no pressure to do so wasn't even developed in the boy yet. What he was slightly aggitated with was the fact that apparently his time and effort was so nominal that she felt that it was wasted on the training at hand. He let those selfish feelings pass however as he once again took into consideration that the girl was much younger than him and probably wasn't thinking along those lines, with all of the other distractors going on around her. With his eyes still closed he clasped his hands behind his head and continued to lay on the grass, "Is that all you need from me then?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 8:19 am
Taijutsu
HP: 38/40
MHP: 14/40
To Attack: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Dodge: 10
To Grapple: 1d20 + 0 (2)
To Escape: 1d20 + 0 (3)
To Flip, Handspring, etc: 1d20 + 0
To Damage: Random number 1 + 0 to 6 + 0 (3)
Rewards: +2 Grapple, +2 Escape Artist, +2 Tumble, +2 Taijutsu
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