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DC: 40
4/5
Roll: 14+1 (chk con)= 15
Score: 38+15= 53
Cp: 7-1 = 6

Andou lazily walked back to the academy with Shinzu, keeping an eye on him in case the extreme amounts of salt decided to make their presence known in some other way, causing the boy to die or something. Andou didn't know. It had been a long time since he was a child and he'd forgotten how fragile they could be.

After they reached the training field again, Andou gestured vaguely at the kunai and the targets. "Same thing again, except with the kunai," he instructed Shinzu. "And be careful. These things are deceptively sharp." He smirked, and added, "Again, if you do extra well, I might give you an extra reward, and include the reward from the earlier shuriken exercise for good measure."

Throw Kunai
d20 + dex mod.
10/10
1-4: outside the rings. {0 points}
5-9: outermost ring. {1 point}
10-14: 2nd ring. {2 points}
15-19: 3rd ring. {3 points}
20+: bulls eye. {4 points}

Get over 25 for a prize!

Andou

So. The exam was finished already. Andou accepted the envelope, thanking Mokujin, but noting that there were only two. "Only two?" he asked Mokujin, looking at the names on the envelopes. "Takamura having some trouble?" he commented wryly. "Thank you anyway. I might pop in to see them if they're too slow in finishing." A nicer way to put it would probably be 'if Andou was quick enough in finishing the lesson', but then again Andou had never been nice and tactful.

Watching Shinzu practise, he opened the envelopes and read them and was blown away. Not bad... not bad at all. Andou felt a strange sensation swell in his chest. What was this? Could it possibly be pride? Although Andou looked, sounded and acted like an old fart, he was still only 22. Or 23. Andou wasn't really sure... but ANYWAY, it was nowhere near old enough to have done something momentous in his life, apart from killing people. But now he had had a hand in fostering new talents as well. Shin had been one of his very first students. Hiru had joined soon after. Andou still had no idea that Batosai was doing the exams but he would be happy to learn of that fact too. And well... rubbish boy... Andou had had no hand in him, but always nice to have a new shinobi in the force, he supposed. And the fact that most if not all of these students had lived through and had their education disrupted by multiple invasions...

Seeing the number of "highest honourable mentions" really made Andou feel quite good. The dreary atmosphere around him brightened substantially.

Andou

By the end of the nawanuke part of the system Shin was gassed once more. He'd exhausted all his chakra trying to escape from the living hellhole which was Tokuori's belly and he sorely needed a moment or two to compose himself. He was in no real shape to be fighting, although that would probably prove to be his strongest section of the exam due to how much time he spent training his muscles. Unfortunately said muscles were trying their best to support themselves without the every present flow of chakra through his veins, meaning there was a fairly poor chance of him showing his true swordmanship skills. Luckily Masanori-sensei decided to simply skip that part of the exam and move onto something Shin could manage in his current state, writing.

Small mundane tasks like writing, reading, or walking very slowly was all the young student could accomplish at this point and as such this last part of the exam was tailored to his current state of mind and body. He would hobble himself over to Masanori-senei, take one of the sheets graciously before ungraciously plopping down onto the cold hard floor. Once there and laid out in a comfortable position in which to both read and recover his chakra, Shin looked over the task infront of him.

Jutsu Creation....

....crap.

Too say Shin was dumb was an understatement but he still prefered handling things with his fists than his mind. Not that he was unable to do otherwise but that just wasn't his style, for thinking lead his mind down too many avenue he did not wish to traverse.

And as such, he took quite a while to come up with a "gimmick" of his own. Not just because of his aversion to thinking but also because he didn't really know himself well enough to know what it was he wanted from his battle style, from being a ninja or from life. He simply was in moment, moving from one point to another trying his best to keep out of trouble on track towards his vague goal of what his future should be. All he knew for certain is that he didn't want to be a nobody, an outsider or anyone else that was the subject of ridicule or gossip. He simply wanted to live free, to live above the petty politics that came with any sort of civilization.

Yet he knew such earning were naive, that nothing in life was ever free but rather everything needed to be earned. Just as he had worked his butt off in the past to get to this point, he needed to work harder in the future in order to progress towards his goal. Because as he was slowly beginning to realize, the only freedom anyone can obtain is that which they make for themselves.

So if he wanted to be free he needed to grasp it with his own two hands and whatever blade he held between them. So it was only fitting that he came up with a gimmick that dealt with using his decent level of chakra control in combination with his clan's crafting prowess to come up with a jutsu that allowed for temporary reconstruction of weapons.

Ideal for changing attack strategies on the go, Shin came up with techniques that allowed him to change the shape and consistency of his blade in order to increase it's speed or damage potential, which ever he needed in a certain situation. So that when his opponent started running like a girl, he could shrink his blade to swiftly catch up and if they possessed more strength than himself he could increase the weight of his blade to allow for more heavy handed strikes. It was the beginning of a whole new style of swordplay.

Sensing somebody's presence, a child's presence approach him Andou quickly put away the letters (this information was restricted after all) and turned to see who it was. Oh... it was that boy. Masanori was quite lucky that Andou had been cheered up by the exam results, of course Masanori was one of the results as well so in a way, he deserved it he supposed. Andou nodded at Masanori, but of course he continued to think Masanori weird. This was the boy he'd seen relaxing in rubbish the other day after all. And now it appeared he was trying to suck up...

"Hello.." Andou checked the envelope, "Kaijuu was it? All right then." Andou waved at the targets and explained, "Well, I'm conducting some target practice right now. You're welcome to join in. But of course since you're at an advanced level of skill, you should probably use another target." Andou indicated one leaning against the wall of the academy building, right at the corner. That target was particularly evil. Every circle was much smaller with the final bullseye practically being like a pinprick from this distance. Of course Andou appeared to find this completely reasonable. cool

1-7: outside the rings.
8-14: outermost ring.
15-20: 2nd ring.
21-25: 3rd ring.
26+: bulls eye.

{Well, there's no prize this time. (There was one for Shinzu) But you can continue to train. Well your training would be DC 8 I think. So as long as you hit a ring, you succeed. Well... from Masanori's training's point of view biggrin }

Andou