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Sai groaned and rolled his eyes at the scroll he had open and laid out on his lap. There was so much, so much about stupid hand seals, he hated it, he hated studying. He could never keep his attention focused on things that were so boring, he rather someone just tell him the basics, the jist of the damn thing and be done with it. He could have spent this entire time doing something else, anything else, just not this. With a growl, he tossed the scroll across the bathroom's length and got to his feet.

Pacing to wards the scroll, he kicked it and sent it flying back to where he had just been. Glaring at the scroll as though he jump out at the parchment and invoke deadly battle with it, Sai balled his little fists and breathed deeply, struggling hard not to let his frustration get the better of him. Slowly he regained control of himself but with another glance at the infuriating scroll and the boy was lunging across the bathroom floor and upon the scroll with vicious growl. Gripping the material as though it was the neck of his archenemy, the boy rolled across the floor in an epic battle of wills, the legend of Sai versus the scroll destiny and doom would be spelled out across the bathroom tiles in blood and paper. Slamming, throwing, leaping, and crashing, he battled it out with the scroll until finally, panting heavily and sweating profusely, Sai slammed the scroll to the ground, placed one mighty foot upon it and stood with chest puffed out in pure and complete victory.

Finally satisfied, Sai slumped back down to the ground and pulled the scroll to him. It was completely ruined, there was practically nothing legible left to read upon its tattered face. Sighing, he searched for whatever information he could still read on it... Beyond the number of seals, the exact amount of chakra necessary to perform a technique is manipulated through hand seals The sequence of how the seals are preformed determines which techniques could be done and based upon the skill of the user one is capable of using a single hand for signs as well as using less signs. It was an interesting fact and it made Sai's mind burst with fantasies of casting thousands of jutsus instantly without even making so much of a flicker of finger movements. How awesome it would be to level mountains and move seas with the slightest of movements, that would definitely shut his stupid brother up.

Grinning happily at the prospect of beating his brother, Sai tossed the stupid scroll into the waste basket and moved to the center of the bathroom floor. The bathroom was now completely filled with steam and the floors were slick with moisture. Uncaring, he brought himself to his hands and toes. Carefully he began to lower his body into a push up but sadly he found himself unable to push back up and quietly fell over to the cold, wet floor. Was he still that tired from yesterday's events? A heavy sigh pushed passed his lips as he rolled into a seat and stared blindly through the steam. Why did he have to be born with such a weak body. No... that wasn't the problem. It was ever since that accident that he was robbed of his strength. Ever since that stupid day.

Shaking his head, he refused to remember the stupid memory and quickly disrobed and took his shower with what little hot water was left. There would be almost only ice water left for Sorain by time Sai had gotten out, and with a wide grin he would exit the bathroom with nothing but a towel around his shoulders and his pride being proudly shown as he entered his brother's room. "Yo, get up! It's our first day, lets go!" Sai chimed at his sleeping brother's form on the floor, a single wet foot protruding out to press against his cheek. "GET UP, BAAAAKA!" He yelled as he smothered his foot against his brothers face before jumping back in fear of a returned lash.

Copying Scrolls
DC: 10
Formula: 1d20 .
Train: 10/10
Attempts: 16
Subject: Sorain's Scroll on Hand Seals


Studying Scrolls
DC: 10
Formula: 1d20 .
Train: 10/10
Attempts: 19
Subject: Sorain's Scroll on Hand Seals

Push-ups [giving up on this training]
DC: 12
Formula: 1d20 + -1.
Train: 1/10
Attempts: 2
Posting: Post Hp in every post. For every DC fail subtract -1 Hp.

A paw to the face is what greeted Tama as she woke from her slumber. Through her window the sun had just began breaking and she looked to MokoMoko in annoyance.

"Stop, I'm up. I'm up" She huffed, sitting up and running her hand through her hair. She was not a morning person. The cat jumped down, regarding her for a moment before letting out a mewl and making it's way out of her room. Standing, the realization that today would be her first official day at the academy filled her with a giddy anticipation and in a flurry she dressed. As she ran out of her room her mother had to stop her from running off completely, passing her a packed lunch and an apple.

"First day's are always rough. Be sure you eat!" She chastised. Downing the apple in record time her mother shook her head, sighing before checking her over, making sure she had all of her supplies before watching her daughter run out the door.

MokoMoko bounded along alongside her companion as the two began their journey to attend their first day at the ninja academy.

[Exit ]

"Aaraah Sai, your so loud!" he moaned in protest. After about three seconds however his brothers words processed into his mind. "Huh?....Let's go then!!" he yelled barked back while scrabbling rapidly to decide how to start his day. Sadly, Sai had woken up before him which surely meant that all the hot water was gone. Though unfortunate, not unexpected. For some reason Sorain had always been a deep sleeper, and it had always caused him to be the slower start in the mourning. By now he knew exactly how much time he had before the hot water would return. During that time he would eat, and prepare his gear for the day, come back to the shower, and brush his teeth on the way there. Grinning to himself, Sorain was pleased with his strategy for the mourning routine. Without saying another word, Sorain darted out of his bed room door and headed down the long wood floored hall way towards the living room which was directly connected to the kitchen. Already he could smell the tantalizing aroma of his mothers cooking. As he rounded the corner of the kitchen he immediately slid himself up to the counter and looked up to his mother who had just finishing their breakfast. "Good mourning Ninja Training Orasakai, Sorain." Smiling widly, Sorain brought his hand up to his forehead and saluted his mom. He then looked down at the bowl she had sat in front of him. It was a bowl of white jade rice with a few drops of honey. On top of the rice was two boiled eggs, already sliced down the middle. "This is the perfect meal of a young ninja. Eat up and it will make you strong!"

Sorain wasted no time digging in, chomping away at the food as quickly as he could. He had no faith in his brothers patience and he desperately wanted to avoid being left behind. Most likely Sai would be still getting dressed, giving him a very small window to make up for the lost time for over sleeping. Even now he wasn't sure that his plan would work, to be perfectly honest, Sorain didn't put it past Sai to simply eat breakfast naked, or at least attempt it. As he scarfed down the last boiled egg, he then set in on the rice, which went down much easier thanks to the honey. As he reached the end of the bowl his mom popped back up to the counter and dropped a full glass of milk on the table. "Uuueek raw milk? You know where that comes from right?" His mother didn't say a word and simply went back to preparing Sai's bowl. Even without speaking he knew the severity of disobeying her subtle command. Closing his eyes tightly, Sorain chugged the entire glass in one breath. "Thanks mom, gotta go!" he said as he quickly ditched his dirty bowl and began heading up to his room where he would begin gathering his materials for the first day. He had tried going straight for the shower before, but he knew better. He needed to wait at least another good ten minutes before he could take a shower without freezing his butt off. For now he would continued with the plan.


Bursting back into his room, Sorain opened the sliding drawer on his desk and pulled out a pouch that could attached to his hip. In it he stored the Shinobi Hand Seal Scroll, a pencil, a roll of gauze. and a pair of gloves. He then started getting his clothing prepeared for after he got out of the shower. He wanted to go with something simple that he could throw on really easily, and besides he wasn't really one for fashion, he favored things to be functional rather than stylish. Picking a long sleeved red shirt and a pair of easy fitting black paints. Once he had them both selected he threw them both over his shoulder and headed for the bath room. Thankfully because the breakfast that his mom prepared was easy to eat quickly he had saved himself enough time to brush his teeth over the sink, rather than while running down the street. Grabbing the tooth brush he carefully squeezed out the tooth paste and began scrubbing, methodically counting the number of brushes he gave each side of his mouth. Once he was satisfied he rinsed his mouth and hopped down, slammed the bath room door, and turned on the shower, As the water churned out of the shower head, Sorain reached out with his hand to test its temperature, hoping that he was in luck. After a few seconds, he determined that the water was still, sadly, rather cold. But he figured he tried his best, he would just have to tough it out and make it quick. Besides, who cared what he smelled like, he bet that by the time they were done training no one would be able to tell anyways. Hopping in, Sorain quickly scrubbed his body from head to toe, rinsed himself off, then hopped out and thoroughly used the tower to dry himself off. He then slid on his clothes, making sure to secure the pouch around his leg for easy access. "Alright!..Lets do this!" he said in triumph as he headed down the hall yet again to check and see if Sai was ready to head out.

Notwen Kenkomishi

Level 1 ~ Hp: 10 ~ Cp: 9 ~ MHp: 10

Something about that last attempt at the three new seals didn't feel right. Notwen scratched his head quizzically with his right hand while passing the fingertips of his left over the dots to see if he had missed a key part. Halfway past the instructions on how to set his hands, the dark-skinned boy's mother arrived at his door bearing a tray with a bowl of the odorless stew, bread and a glass of water. Notwen jumped at the sound of the tray being down on the ground beside him. He disliked being startled in that manner by his parents, but knew they meant well.
"I didn't want to disturb your training so i brought up your dinner." she said.
"Thanks, mom!" said Notwen, just now remembering how hungry he'd become. For some reason, using his brain for long periods of time caused him to get hungry faster, but the hunger would become noticeable only after a little after Notwen had taken a break or relaxed. "What is it?" he asked.
"Use your taste buds to find out." said Norohiyaki, now on her way to the door. "And don't let your food get cold." She was now at the door. "Oh, and you might want to revise the way you set up your hands for the Dragon and Hare seals. With that she was gone. Notwen sulked silently as he picked up a stick of bread from the tray and dipped it in the bowl of warm, thick liquid. After bringing the dipped bread to his mouth and biting off the tip, the boys tasted buds registered a sweet savoriness that was unparalleled by anything he'd ever tasted. The flavor and texture was so rich it took the dark-skinned boy about twenty minutes to finish his meal. Downing the glass of water, he made a note to himself to ask his mother for a lunch bento containing whatever he'd just eaten.
Moving on, Notwen decided to take his mother's advice and flips his hands rolls for the dragon and hare seals. After repeating the formation of those two five more times each, the dark-skinned boy moves on to the Ox and Horse seals. The Ox seal seemed to be one of the simpler ones, requiring only to interlock the fingers of both hands perpendicularly. Notwen did as the scroll stated, making sure his left hand was the vertical one while the right was horizontal. He also made it so that the right pinky finger was the furthest away while the left thumb was closer to his body. Finally, Notwen folded his left middle and ring fingers over the back of right hand, locking the seal in place.
The way the Horse seal was described made it sound as if it was a combination of the Dragon and Boar seals. When it came to weaving it, it felt like it too. Making sure to curl his fingers the way he had with the Boar, he alternated them at the knuckles up to the index fingers, which stretched out to touch at the tips. The thumbs were to be tucked into the hollow between the latter and the index finishes all there is to it. After testing out the newer seals a few times, Notwen went ahead and moved on to the second set of three. The Monkey seal was another simple one. The dark-skinned boy upturned the palm on his left hand while placing the other palm face-down over it and interlocking the pinkies and thumbs. However this was just to get used to the feel of it, since he's have to slide his hands into position if he wanted to weave the seals better. The Rat and Ram seals were practical lookalikes. The main difference was that the right hand was higher on the Rat seal and the position of the fingers on the higher hand were slightly different.
Finally the Snake and Tiger seals were the only ones left to learn. Scanning the scroll, which was almost done now, Notwen was surprised to see that all the Snake seal was was a folded pair of hands, however the right pinky was the finger furthest from the body. The Tiger seal was practically the same thing, except that the index and middle fingers of both hand were pointing up. Going through each seal from Dog to Tiger again, Notwen made a final attempt at learning the seals. He felt certain that he got the first five mastered, but the final seven were still getting there. With a sigh, Notwen picked up his dirty dishes and carried them down to the kitchen to wash them. Whatever he couldn't get here he would finish up at the Academy the next day. That's right! Tomorrow was Notwen's first official day of class and he was still awake. Quickly finishing his chores he went upstairs, tidied up his school work, took a shower and proceeded to go to sleep.





[Exit - Academy]

Resting
Sai had been busy examining a small pebble on the ground by the time his brother returned. Mustering the best adult face he could manage, Sai rose to his feet and glowered at Sorain, "Grow up, would you?" He said simply, his expression cold and serious as he stared Sorain down for what was about a split second and then his lips twitched and he was laughing his merry way down the road, "Cause I'm going to beat you at everything so bad, you gonna look like a little baby in front of the entire class!" He chuckled and hooted, now starting to jog and then run, "LETS GO, WE'RE GONNA BE LATE AGAIN!"

[/exit to Academy]