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 Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 11:22 pm
Lerato sat back and took in the scene with a calm expression on his face. "You know what they say Bloodsport, 'The best offence is a better defense.'" He laughed and stepped up to a spot in the training area that had some how escaped with minimal scorching. Steadying his breathing Lerato began to focus his energy into the palm of one hand which he had placed over his navel; the section of the body that had long been though of as the focal point for the solar plexus chakra which radiated life energy. Whether or not it actually helped the focusing of the kido he was unsure, but it helped clear his mind for the casting. Straightening his back he moved his fingers in a few intricate positions, a whisper breaking the silence with a sound just above that of a breeze blowing through the leaves of a tree. "Bakudo #39 Enkosen."
About him a whirlwind of energy erupted, near invisible spiritual particles coming together to make a thick shield of condensed reishi with a unique spiral design to it. Having seen that he could do it he released the energy that was sustaining the demon arts and let the reishi dissolve back into the air around them. "Not bad for a first try." His smirk never faltered as he rolled his shoulders and reflected quickly on how the kido had felt during the building, sustaining, and the decomposition of the kido. "Have you ever noticed just how normal it feels some times?" He asked, raising an eyebrow towards his mentor.
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 2:25 pm
Moments passed while an eerie silence fell over the area, the only sound breaking the oppressing nothingness was the occasional rustle of the burnt grass underneath the two men's feet. With a breif smile it was evident that Lerato had decided to put a question of his to the test. Just how versatile was Kido? Was it able to be moved after being released? Once again he drew upon his reserves of spiritual energy, focusing it into a ball much smaller then normal. 'I can't let this one backfire on me.' "Bakudo # 39, Enkosen." The oval shield stuttered to life with just enough energy to support it's form. After waiting a few seconds to make sure the kido was stable, Lerato spun around without once letting his concentration on the kido he had just conjured waver.
As he had hoped the shield shot around in a semi circle with him, positioning itself directly in front of him once again before slowly fading out of existence. "Well that's good. At least I won't have to remake it every time I have to turn my back..." Looking at the ground he noticed a thin line through the grass where the kido had swung around with him. "Makes me wonder what would happen if you tried to use a bakudo for offense. You think Captain Yamoto would know if you could throw these things at people like giant disks?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 12:30 am
A rumbling settled in the pit of his stomach creating a rather hilarious noise. "Eh?" He looked down and quickly hit himself in the stomach softly. "Stop that..." Looking back up he called over to his friend, "Hey Tezuka, how about we search us up some chow once we're down here?" He laughed and readied himself for his final attempt at the spell. 'Alright, let's see how fast I can do this without it blowing up in my face.' The thought, while slightly nerve wrecking, also brought about a small fit of chuckles. 'Three... two.. one.' He counted down to himself and upon reaching zero started filling up the imaginary buffer that held the energy for the spell as quickly as he could. "Bakudo #39, Enkosen." The now familiar wave of spiritual energy over took him, bursting forth from his hands to create a perfect ellipse that covered him by a margin of about a foot on each side. "Not bad for a quickie, wouldn't you say?" He asked, glancing over his head. "Alright, now that that's over let's head on out of here. I'm starving!"
[3 Sorry it's so short, but I wanted to get it wrapped up and ran out of ideas to do with a bakudo like this lol.]
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