[☁] || Rising Tower || .:Academy | Dojo:.

[October Night Starlight]

Sukai Chiryō-shi
| Kumoagakure | The Healing Sky | Taijutsu Class | Chūnin | Cat Sage | Medical Ninja |



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Sukai looked over to Suzume stating her offer to go back to her place and nodded. The Neko Sage didn't want to spend anymore time waiting than she wanted. Encase things had a chance off getting worse.

((00c: Sorry for the wait and short post.))

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"The more I learn the more I can kill or heal you with."





Chakra Count: 450/450
AC: 5,900
Ryo: 2,700
○•♦Voice of Alan♦•○
~♥Sexy Theme♥~

 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx

It was a blessing to see her ninja so compliant, ready to pull together for the safety and the honor the Kumogakure. The trio she'd selected were already on their way, and even better... The dojo it seemed, was left to Kinpaku. Well, that had been the plan. The genin had split, as had the trio. Though eventually, there was another to approach. In fact, it was Doki, the adviser. She listened carefully to the adviser, as she simply spoke of her guilt.

"Kein was a monster that I made, Doki... I should have been more direct with him, and not left him to his own designs as such," the raikage sighed some, as she indicated the woman should sit herself beside Kinpaku. "You're hardly incompetent, or stupid... There's a reason why I trust you so, and it isn't for your skills with people and paper work alike, though that does help. " Kin looked to the ground a moment, as she went about to speak on it all. How she yearned to go after him and more so... There was more. Kin moved to wrap her arms gingerly about the adviser.

"You're good to anyone, and that's what makes you true," the raikage whispered into the ears of the young adviser, "Unfortunately, to get Hakkin back, we need more than that, so I've sent another, who can be more ruthless. We as those who remain, will do what we must. Teach, and prepare."

"A mask for every situation..."

"And a performance for every soul."

 

[iChan-Chan]

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Valoren entered the dojo carrying a small scroll stamped with the symbol of lightning on it followed by the noticeable kanji for the Ranton style. If he was trained more, or perhaps just more observant, he would notice the other person in the dojo. But as it was, he simply left this person who happened to be the Raikage alone and started up his training. Holding up his left hand, he went through the motions, getting himself ready for the technique. After he felt warmed up, he took the scroll and opened it. "Laser Circus hm? Well best to start here I suppose." He yawned, charging up a single sphere on his index finger. "Ranton: Reizaa Surcasuu." Thinking it would go alright, Valoren was not expecting the move to do what it did. Instead of even leaving his finger, it simply backfired, blowing up point blank and knocking him backwards with a solid thump. Groaning as he sat up and rubbed his back, he muttered a small affinity of curses. "Hmmm alright let's.... let's try that again..." [1/11]

Chakra: 235/245
Technique: None
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[iChan-Chan]

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Hand signs flashing, Val held up his hand again, trying yet another single finger blast. While this one didn't backfire and send him flying, it did in fact fizzle out. This was probably just as bad, but not possible worse than a backfire. At least a backfire had the chance to save his life, however, then again, maybe this would too. With a sigh, Val picked up the scroll, studying it again with increased fervor. He needed to learn this move and get the basics down pat quickly. If he wanted to live up to the Ranton name, no matter how lazy he was, he was going to have to become a master of this technique. [2/11]

Chakra: 225/245
Technique: None
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[iChan-Chan]

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"Third time's the charm." Val muttered to himself. Thus far he hadn't even managed to move the laser off of his finger. That was really disheartening, although it did take practice. This was supposed to be a complicated move after all. After a bit of preparation, he went through the hand signs, slower this time. He named each symbol as it passed, murmuring them under his breath. At the end of the chain, he thrust his palm forward, boldly declaring the name of the technique. "Ranton: Reizaa Suracasuu!" A single sphere formed on his finger tip, the laser leaving it, but only traveling a small distance. However, this was a small step forward, yet one forward indeed. Now he had a small step to stand on and boost himself forward with even greater speed.... he hoped..... otherwise he might fall asleep. [3/11]

Chakra: 215/245
Technique: Ranton: Reizaa Suracasuu
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[astrasinthewild]

The Anbu arrived silently in front of the Raikage. He kept his head bowed, wondering for just a moment how best to phrase this before he spoke "Milady Raikage.....your son is at the gates." Might as well do it politely right? The Anbu didn't raise his masked face as he continued "He is alone or appears so. Would you like him brought to you?"  

[Haruhi000777]

~ Suzume Kinjo ~ Blood Red Sparrow ~ Kumogakure ~ Jounin ~ Samurai ~

Chakra Pool: 485 ~ AC: 21450 ~ Ryo: 6,600

It seemed that Sukai was on board, Kyo however did not seem to want to answer. Not that it mattered much, the boy would have to follow them back to her place if he wanted to coordinate their plans for bringing this group down. "Alright, let's go then." said Suzume, turning and leaving with the others to her home, passing the Anbu on their way out and wondering what was going on now that he would need to most likely approach the Raikage.

((Exit to Suzume's Home))


OOC:

October Night Starlight

little mintchan

Techniques:

Chakra Used:

 

[little mintchan]

[[exit: sorry im tired right now and got a job to go to tomorrow ]]  

[iChan-Chan]

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After his recent success at firing off the beam, Valoren took to the learning a little more eagerly, firing off one of the liquid laser's perfectly, trying to bend it as it flew through the air. He knew it was possible, the scroll had said so. Why bother being a fake scroll when it had been right so far? The bending didn't go so well though. Instead of rapidly turning on a dime, it made a wide curve, coming right back at Valoren as he stood there bewildered by the flaw he just made, giving himself a heck of a shock and a small cut across the arm. He blinked as he sat up, not even remembering hitting the ground as he held his head. "Owww.... such a painful jutsu...."[4/11]

Chakra: 200/245
Technique: Ranton: Reizaa Suracasuu
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[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx

Her ears perked up a moment, when she met eyes with one of the ANBU. He didn't have a majorly discernable mask, like Ounoninushi, which meant he was one of the less experienced, she often kept at the gates. Daitomi had sent back Hakkin, but then... Where was Daitomi herself? "Please, do send him along," the woman nodded, anticipating her boy. No smile was expected, it was just to know he was well and home.

"A mask for every situation..."

"And a performance for every soul."

 

[astrasinthewild]

______. : | [Hakkin Ren Issetsu] | : .______

: Genin | 200CP___]

| : | Taijutsu | Brawler [ Oni | Sober_______ : : : : ]

Haki stood outside the dojo, holding his jacket in front of him now, his sweater secured in his bag. His pants he'd rolled up on the way over here, now converted to knee highs and he was still barefoot What....could I say here? he thought, staring at the doors in silence. He was...not sure of how he felt at this moment. He had a massive rolling of emotions and couldn't seem to focus on his own thoughts. Taking a deep breath, Haki went up the steps and padded quietly into the dojo. His mother was instantly visible with....his heart jumped a bit with joy to see Doki was all right! Taking a deep breath, Haki went right up to his mother and stood quietly before her. His expression was....mixed. There was no singule emotion to pinpoint "Hello, mother..." he said in nearly a whisper, his jacket still in front, hiding his clenched fists.

Where's the truth? What's a lie?
Can't tell...Don't care.

 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx

Doki had yet to even speak. Was she just stricken by what the woman had said? Nevertheless, she had other things on her mind. The doors opened, and before her was nearly a stranger yet. The horns... The eyes. It was him. Any embrace she'd had Doki in ended with that, stepping to her feet and across the room she hurried. She dared not think. Kinpaku knew not what she'd do if she did that. At this point though, the mother won out over the rage, her arms wrapping about Hakkin. "Don't you ever do that to me again... " she murmured to the boy.

"A mask for every situation..."

"And a performance for every soul."

 

[astrasinthewild]

______. : | [Hakkin Ren Issetsu] | : .______

: Genin | 200CP___]

| : | Taijutsu | Brawler [ Oni | Sober_______ : : : : ]

For a few minutes, Haki couldn't move or react, enveloped in his mother's arms. Then he dropped his jacket onto his feet and wrapped his arms around her, burying his face in her shoulder. He was still too small to completely put his chin on her shoulder but his forehead could rest right on the edge of her collarbone. Without saying anything, Haki lifted his head finally, looking up at her with those exhausted, red rimmed eyes "I won't..." he said quietly and then closed his eyes again, resting his head against her shoulder again.

Where's the truth? What's a lie?
Can't tell...Don't care.

 

[Motherglare]

K o d o k i, D o k i j i m a
Jounin - Village Advisor
Main Class: Taijutsu ll Sub Class: Medical
CP: 510/ 510 ll AC: 9,400 ll Ryo: 1210

Forgiveness. It was so unexpected but in spite of her confusion she meagerly stared at the woman, accepting it but dare not raising her arms. And speak of the devil, she heard and saw. Her breath caught in her throat to see him. Albeit a lot different and so tired, the poor guy. She felt warm liquid welling by the edges of her face and simply snuffed her face clean and watched. Mother and son united again. At the moment, too incredulous to interrupt. Too relieved with happiness to notice the bare changes that occurred through him in his rising puberty.

[[Hooray!]]
 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx

It was a blessing. No trickery and the like. The boy wrapped his arms about her, much as she had, and replied in kind. He wouldn't be doing that again, which was a fortunate bit of news for the mother. Mother would have to wait until later in the day, taking a slightly more official tone, genetics clearly undermining the raikage. "Then you'll be happy to resume your training with Doki, then?" the concerned mother inquired, petting his head but a moment more, releasing him, glancing down upon him again. He'd fallen to the wicked tongue of Kein and had fled, and she hoped never to see that happen again. "I presume we'll all be practicing for some time. I've been brushing up myself, but there's plenty to be done yet. Strength can only be maintained through sweat."

"A mask for every situation..."

"And a performance for every soul."