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Petra took the golden dust from below and formed a single handseal, creating two golden dust clones from the medium-sized mass. The clones formed swords from their palms and rushed forward to do close combat, clashing with sparks dancing. Petra only watched the monkeys dance in the ballroom as the Sp. Jounin planned to turn him into her play thing. As Bandit B stabbed into the Golden Dust Clone with a kunai, grinning as he would believe that it would collapse any second, he would see the clone reflect the same grin. The clone opened itself up and enveloped the Bandit in Golden Dust, smothering him in it while watching him kick and scream for air, but it would never come. The once flailing limbs of panic and despair, fell limp as the need for breathe sunk in and Golden Dust began to fall into his stomach and lungs. Such a pale and sad blue face, no air equaled slight twitching and foam. So much foam. "Hmmmm and then there was one." Bandit A was the only one left, but something was off about him.
Petra hopped onto another branch and took the Golden Dust underneath her, on the ground, and throw it all forward as a wave of pure golden. Bandit A only smirked and disappeared by a golden flash and appeared behind Petra. Before she could register and turn herself around, she was struck in the spine by an incoming Rasengan to the lower back. The sheer force of pure chakra rapidly spinning and pushing against her skin caused it to bruise and smoke. She coughed up a small quantity of blood and made impact with the base of a nearby tree and causing it to topple over. "Flying Thunder God and Rasengan...game over..." he spun one of the special kunai in his hand and smirked as Petra found out about his secret the hard way. The tree rolled back and the Sp. Jounin stood herself up, holding her left side as she couldn't reach far enough back to rub her bruised back.
Petra formed multiple handseals, gathering the golden dust below her and creating a large quantity as it rose higher and higher, going up to the tree tops. Petra would be fine, but Bandit A wouldn't be able to make a quick enough move as the large quantity of sand covered his exit spots and also towered over him. "Golden Dust Tsunami!" the huge wave of Golden Dust came crashing down and buried Bandit A underneath it, with Petra on top. The Golden Dust would even out and lower for people to still be able to move about the land without any danger, but, Bandit A was smothered underneath all of the Golden Dust. Petra fell to one knee and panted slight, her back aching and a good chunk of chakra gone. Petra would take a good quantity of the Golden Dust and place it back into her gourd. She made her way to the others.
Luka released Petra's hand once they made it to the forest. He already knew what it was he wanted to learn. The first style was a bit unorthodox for a man of his size; the Kunoichi Combat Style. It would involve Luka to be flexible and would force his body to increase its speed. He moved to an open space and jumped right into the techniques. Luka spread his legs and began to push himself to the ground, forcing his legs apart. This was to teach his body how to perform splits properly without any agitation or hindrance. "These bandits...do you have a plan for attacking them, Petra?" Luka asked as he sank fully to the floor, his legs split to either side of him. He held the pose for a few moments and then lifted himself up, performing the move while standing. He extended one leg straight above him while keeping the other firmly planted upon the ground. Luka began to perform various stretches that would push his body to the limit. He bent over backwards and arced his back as far as it would go before twisting around. Luka lifted himself on his hands and put his legs straight into the air. Slowly be began to bend them at a ninety degree angle and he held the position. Luka was a large guy with rippling muscles, making these actions seem so intriguing. Normally people of his size did nto have such grace. There was usually a focus on speed, strength, or agility. Luka intended to combine all of these into one. He would be swift as a coursing river, with all of the strength of a great typhoon. A typhoon that exploded every time it hit someone. Luka faced a dummy and stood up straight. Luka took a deep breath and slowly lifted his leg and twisted his hips. Unlike most roundhouses this version did not require him to fully turn his body. With enough agility and balance Luka would be able to swiftly kick and return to a resting position. He slowly went through the motion and tapped his foot against the dummy's head. Luka returned to the resting phase for only a moment before snapping his leg out. He rotated his hip with the motion and was able to stay perfectly balanced while delivering a sharp blow.
Luka now stood against another opponent he had asked to train with him. A lot of taijutsu techniques were not truly learned until used against a person. Especially defensive ones. It was nearly impossible to work out blocking maneuvers without actually blocking. Luka motioned for the genin to come at him. The guy closed the distance and struck out with a swift kick to his mid section. Luka raised one leg and blocked the attack, still keeping his balance. His opponent let out a punch to which Luka pivoted and chopped down with his hand at the genin's wrist. He connected with a hard swat, causing the genin to back away from the pain. Now Luka was on the offensive. He ran forward, keeping on the balls of his feet and lengthening his strides. The genin tried to back pedal but it only took Luka a few steps to actually cover the distance in this manner. Luka rushed in and quickly ducked under the genin trying to push him away. Luka twisted his body and thrust his hand forward, connecting his fist to the genin's diaphragm. Luka righted himself with a spiraling pivot and brought his hand around to smash against the ear of the genin. Instead of merely slapping him Luka cupped his hand to clout him on the ear, disorientating the genin. The genin stumbled backward as Luka pushed his assault. He shot out his hands with his pointer and middle finger extended. Luka aimed directly for two pressure points, one under the collar bone and the other right at the solar plexus on his target. The genin gasped as the wind rushed out of his legs and he stumbled once more. He tried to kick Luka away, which was a great mistake. Luka twisted around the kick and used his elbow to smash into the knee of the genin, hitting yet another pressure point. Then Luka twirled back and grabbed the genin's ankle. The genin shouted for Luka to stop, but it was already too late. With a sharp twist a snap resounded through the first, covered only by the sound of the genin screaming in pain.
Luka was merely getting started. A group of genin were all gathering around for King of the Forest. It was a game where they were all pitted against each other and must battle until there was only one of them lest standing. Luka agreed to play, and made a promise to Lord Jashin that he would not lose. The group scattered into different directions and the game began. Most of the genin took the the trees to secretly fight, but Luka was running through the forest floor. He moved with the grace of a gazelle, essentially leaping with each step. He made hardly a sound as he landed and moved again. A small drop off approached, and Luka could see the back of a genin that was in the game. Just at the edge of the ridge Luka shoved off with all his strength and propelled himself through the air. He twisted and contorted his body in the air, spiraling as he backflipped three times. As he flipped Luka put out a foot and raised it as high as he could. This was the axe-kick, and his first victim was about to feel the pain. Luka let out a feral growl as he forced his leg down, using the momentum from the flip and jump as well as his own strength. His kick smashed the genin right on the head, sending him crumpling to the floor. Luka landed on the balls of his feet and bent to absorb the blow. As he rose Luka took a hit right to the side of his head. Instead of tensing up Luka went with the blow, relaxing his body and spreading the damage. He allowed his body to fall to the side and made a rapid recovery. This time he was ready for the hit. Luka shot his hand out and grabbed the fist of his opponent. With a quick twist and thrust Luka forced the genin's arm to bend in a way that it would not do so naturally.
And then everyone burst out of the trees. The genin surrounded him four to one. Luka smirked and rolled his shoulders, entering a resting position. If they wanted to team up against him than it was their loss. Luka did not make the first move. When the first genin mustered up enough courage to charge him Luka quickly bent forward and performed a handstand. He twirled his body and delivered three kicks out to the genin. Luka bent his body over and touched his legs to the ground, quickly leaping as two more genin charged. In the air he twisted once more, this time performing the hurricane kicks. When he landed another two came at him. Luka bent to the side and pivoted to get around a kick before quickly pushing off the ground and spinning over a sweeping kick. Luka landed and grabbed the elbow of one of the genin, squeezing with intense pressure. The genin gasped in pain just before Luka launched an uppercut with his open palm straight to his chin. Luka pivoted once more and twisted around his last opponent. He jabbed out three times with his hands, hitting key pressure points on the genin's back. The genin fell to the floor, defeated.
"The killing is for Lord Jashin. The suffering- well, that's for me."
There was more that Luka wished to experiment with. This style taught him to fight based off of his instincts and would help sharpen his senses. Luka would learn to listen, to smell, to feel his opponent. Not only that but it would increase his speed. Luka thought the movements looked very feral, and enjoyed the feeling it would give to others. He quickly grew excited and got down to business. Luka lowered his body to the floor and placed his hands on the ground. He practiced moving around like an animal for a long time. With his training from the Kunoichi Combat style he was able to twist, turn, climb, roll, and move with ease. Luka faced a dummy and rapidly crawled towards it. Just when he was in range Luka lunged forward and put his weight into the blow. He drove his elbow into the dummy and snapped it right off its stand. Luka kicked off of it and flipped in the air, landing in the same position. He dashed forward again, running in a zig zag before descending upon the dummy. He ripped two kunai from his holsters and began to slash violently at the dummy. This ferocity fit him perfectly. Luka leaned forward and dug his teeth into the dummy, constantly slamming his knee into his stomach. When he leaned backward he ripped a chunk out of it and spit it out. The next thing he did was grab the dummy around its waist and lift it high into the air. Luka spun it around and slammed downward with all his strength, smashing the head on the ground.
Luka then found that he needed a new dummy. This one was fairly decimated and its stuffing was all over the place. Once he found a new one he entered the animal stance and then took off towards it. Luka leaped into the air and stabbed his two kunai into it. He then proceeded to kick, claw, bite, slash, and tear his way through it. Luka kicked off once more and then burst forth with a boost of speed from his chakra. He aimed his arm forward and stabbed clean through the dummy. Entering the stance once more, Luka found a knew and better way to move. He loosened his arms and legs, rolling his joints and forcing chakra into the nodes. This time when Luka moved he was faster, moving with a greater speed than average.
"The killing is for Lord Jashin. The suffering- well, that's for me."
Luka had taken a short break to rest his muscles but was already back in the saddle. The next style he wanted to learn was the Wing Chun style, one based off of comboing techniques and the strength of a swift blow. It was an unorthodox style because it mainly focused on strikes with the upper body. Those blows were not done with the full force of the body, instead only extended from the arms or elbows. Luka entered a resting position for this style and began to throw snap punches. He shot them from his elbow and tried his best to keep his body still as he did so. Luka brought his arms up and held them as if he was boxing. These snap punches were useful for disrupting attacks and staying on the offensive. Luka was aware that most of these techniques could not be practiced alone. He asked for the aid of yet another fellow ninja. He motioned for the fight to begin and waited for his opponent to attack. The guy led with a testing strike to Luka's face. Luka sidestepped and launched out a quick punch from the elbow, aiming for his target's wrist. The punch was strong and swift, and before the guy could react Luka's guard was already back in place. The guy rushed forward at Luka, who quickly stepped forward and shoved his heel into the guy's stomach. The guy stumbled backward and quickly recovered, rushing towards Luka out of anger. Luka waited until the guy was close and had attacked. He pivoted around his kick and slid forward, driving his elbow right into the guy's face.
The genin now wanted to fight some more, and Luka would not deny him. This style was not his exact cup of tea with its reliance on countering and reversing attacks, but it was useful. Luka preferred brute strength over fancy moves, but knew their usage well. This time when the genin tossed out a punch Luka stepped forward and smacked away his hand, closing the distance with another quick step and a snapping punch to his face. The hit was not deep, but served to make the genin's nose bleed. By the time the attack landed Luka had already backed away and entered his resting pose once more. The genin had learned now that Luka was not on the offensive. Instead he waited, walking around the edge of Luka's reach to bait an attack. Growing impatient, Luka began to step forward and shift his position. The genin took this time to attack, mistaking his advancement for a break in his stance. Luka rolled his shoulder and turned his body, adjusting to the movements of his enemy and easily dodging his attack. Then with a quick series of steps Luka pushed onward and began to throw out punches one after the other. There were straight jabs, hooks, and even smacks mixed into the forward flurry. Each hit Luka took a step forward, forcing his enemy to backstep. To finish off the move, Luka took one more step and thrust his elbow out and up, hitting the target right on his chin. The guy fell to the floor and rolled away, clutching at his face.
Luka had to find another willing member to participate in his training. This time it was a taijutsuist, just as he was. Luka motioned for the fight to begin and this time he bridged the gap himself. Luka moved forward while holding his stance, forcing his opponent to either back away or press an attack. The guy took a forward step and threw out an attack. Luka shifted and sidestepped, launching out his fist straight for the guy's throat. The surprise at the suddenness of Luka's attack was evident on the fighter's face. Luka stepped forward and drove his knee into his opponent's chest, aiming for his diaphragm. Luka quickly dropped to the floor and swung his leg around, taking the opponent off of his legs. Luka rose to his full height with the spin and then raised his leg, dropping it on the opponent to send him to the floor. Luka then dropped to the floor, using his elbow to crush his opponent's solar plexus.
Luka decided to take a break and grab a drink from a nearby pond. There was chatter nearby that grabbed his attention. He turned around to see a group of his fellow ninja gathered before him. They had heard how Luka was systematically whooping the asses of people here, and wanted to do something about it. The first guy rushed towards Luka before suddenly disappearing. Luka's ears twitched like a deer as he turned just in time to have his enemy try to catch him off guard. Luka reached out and grabbed the guy's wrist straight out of his punch. He stepped forward and shoved the guy's wrist against his body. Luka's free hand came up and constantly kept bashing into the guy's face until his head lolled to the side and he fell to the floor.
A blow to Luka's ribs sent him sprawling to the floor. Before he could react another genin was on top of him, hammering his fist into Luka's face. The next few moments were a brutal beat down for Luka, until he slammed his hands on the ground and released two explosions from them. Luka rose to his feet and wiped the blood from his face. "Lord Jashin requires a blood sacrifice!" Luka brought his hands up and yelled at al the genin to come at him. When they did, Luka began the dance of death. He deflected a kick and then immediately smashed an elbow into the guy's knee, breaking it instantly. Luka twisted around and smashed the back of his hand into a guy's face before delivering a kick to another guy's head. This was the Fury Flurry, a seemingly random strike of attacks from anyone who did not know the style. Luka was keenly aware of his surroundings and where his blows were landing. Each time he attacked a hand was crushed, or a face was hit. Perhaps it was the joint of a shoulder, or the chest.
When he was done Luka was surrounded by fallen bodies. They were still alive for the sole purpose that a higher ranking shinobi had arrived. "You know the rules Jashinist, leave them alone." Luka fumed on the inside, screaming in his mind that they deserved to die. Lord Jashin was demanding a sacrifice. As confident as Luka was in his strength and prowess he was no idiot. He had a long way to go before he could take down a jounin.
"The killing is for Lord Jashin. The suffering- well, that's for me."
Luka believed the Pi Gua Quan style to be one of the sillier styles of the bunch. The flexibility he had gained from the Kunoichi Combat style would greatly aid him, but Luka had no intention of remaining in the stance. For now he would merely to learn the techniques and method of fighting. Luka extended one leg and bent low on the other, reaching both arms above his head and relaxing them. From this stance he would be able to strike out through any number of methods. Luka formed this stance in front of a dummy and began to practice the technique. The first one eagle peck involved him striking from above. The attack was not a punch or a kick, nothing incredibly damaging. Instead it was a swat of sorts. Luka knew at higher levels these swats would turn deadly. he would bruise instantly with lesser blows and harder hits would be able to fracture and dislocate bones. From his knowledge of pressure points Luka would be able to strike at a number of vital points from this angle. He brought his hands down swiftly against the dummy, smacking it hard. The next move seemed more theatrical than necessary for Luka. It was supposed to catch his opponent off guard . He turned away from the dummy and regained his footing. When Luka felt ready he pivoted and lowered on hand. Luka bent his knees as he did so and then firmly planted both feet on the ground. He pushed upward and extended his palm, catching the dummy right under the chin.
Once more Luka found himself in need of another person. Once he found that willing shinobi he motioned for the attack. Luka had explained that he wanted to take it slow, since Pi Gua Quan was more about grace and flexibility than raw strength. Luka waited for the kick and then fluidly snatched the ninja's foot out of the air. He bent low and forward to grasp the other foot and pull upward while twisting. The ninja twisted in the air and fell to the ground. Luka knew of yet another move that was theatrical in its attempts of surprising someone. He faced away from his opponent and waited for him to approach. When he was close enough Luka pivoted and swung one arm back and up, hitting the other guy under the chin. Again Luka needed to learn pivoting and moving about while not facing the opponent. This time he spun and chopped at the shinobi with his hand. Once more Luka needed to spin and do things to surprise someone. This time he would be moving in awkward directions to try and trip the opponent up. Luka ran forward and pivoted, twisted, and turned. Then he quickly raised his hand palm up to suddenly hit the dummy. Luka directed someone to attack him with a kick. He knelt down and held his hands above his head to block the blow. Then he pushed up and used one leg to swipe out the leg of the enemy. The guy fell on his back with a thud and a gasp. The guy rushed back to Luka and pivoted, trying to backhand Luka with a spin. He instead reached out and grabbed the guy's wrist. Luka jumped into the air and twisted, cracking the guy's arm at the elbow. The guy dropped his arm and backed up, this time striking out with a kick. Luka grasped his heel and lifted it into the air, thrusting his hand out to punch the guy right in the crotch. Once that guy had recovered he ran at Luka again with a punch. Luka caught it as far as possible and quickly shot his leg up, this time kicking his elbow hard enough to break it.
"The killing is for Lord Jashin. The suffering- well, that's for me."
One of Luka's favorite weapon was the scythe. It was such a symbol of death and many Jashinists favored it due to its versatility. One could lop of limbs, stab, slash and hack your way through people. But a scythe was much too long for his liking. He had heard of weapons called kopeshes. They were curved swords with a catch. All sides of the blade were sharp, making it similar to a hand sickle. Luka knew there was a style called the Dance of the Crescent Moon. It was reliant on dodging and attacking, a perfect mix for Luka. All of his styles so far have given him fancy footwork. He was able to dodge and stay on the offensive all in one go. Luka headed to the armory and chose a weapon that suited him. Luka picked a capable looking swordsmen and beckoned him forth. The man held his blade out in front of him, two hands loosely holding it. He slowly edged towards Luka and then he slashed. Luka bent away from the blow and rose just in time to catch his thrust. Luka extended his kopesh and hooked onto the blade. With a quick twist the kopesh hit the katana on two ends, forcing it away from the swordsman's hand. Luka ran forward and slid on one leg, sticking his kopesh out to catch the swordsman's leg. He was sure to use the flat of his blade so he would not cut the guy's leg off.
Most of the rest of the dances were much too violent and deadly for him to train on other people, so Luka made a series of clones to work with. He gave them each a different weapon and beckoned them forth. The first one rushed him with a claymore and swung it sideways with all his might. Luka twisted away from the blow and placed his free hand on the shoulder of his clone. He brought up his Kopesh with a swing and slashed the clone right through the arm, cutting his chest and catching his chin. "If only they bled..." Luka said to himself as he turned to the next clone. He ran at it and jumped in the air, bringing his kopesh up above his head. With both of his hands he brought his wroth down upon his clone. The fool tried to block with a longsword. The kopesh hit it and still managed to crash right into its skull, canceling the clone. The curve of the weapon was intense enough to reach past the block of the clone. The moment Luka turned another clone was on him. Luka met his blade and began to push forward, keeping his kopesh against the blade. A loud screech sounded off as Luka grinded the blades together. He thrust his kopesh forward and hooked the weapon around the clone's shoulder. Luka yanked backward with a feral growl, dispatching the clone.
"The killing is for Lord Jashin. The suffering- well, that's for me."
"Man-Beast Clone Technique!" These words echoed through through the forest as Kokoro shouted a command to Tochisame, her genetically engineered animal companion. The wolf, which had a strange sharkskin instead of fur, nodded and barked, following up by bursting into a cloud of smoke, coming back into vision as a clone of Kokoro. The real version gave a "come on" gesture to her partner, egging him into charging directly forward for a full frontal assault. He threw a right straight, hoping that the blade attachment of her protective arm guard would maybe get a slice of her. Kokoro countered and bent back, allowing enough of her range of motion to throw Tochisame off balance when he followed through with the punch. She followed this by reaching up to grab his fist with her right hand. Using Tochisame's momentum against him, Kokoro wound up an elbow strike with her left side by pulling it up around her right side and the slamming it right into Tochisame's bicep. Normally, she'd aim to break the arm at the elbow joint. Kokoro followed this through and carried her elbow strike under her partner's arm and them followed back into sideways hammer fist that smashed Tochisame right in the face. Just after that hit connected, she scooted back and used even more of her partner's position against him. As he was pulled forward into her, she reversed the direction of her strike fist and shot a chop right to the throat. Trying not to injure her partner, though, she made sure that this strike connected with the collar bone and didn't break anything in his body. This combination was ended as Kokoro pushed the grabbed arm even further so that Tochisame would collapse to the ground. The wolf partner would end the transformation after taking too much damage and would lie down, exhausted, on the earth to recover.
Personal Attribute: Scaled Wolves: Kokoro's wolf partners that she has with her have been genetically modified with the Hoshigaki DNA at their birth. Their fur fell off and was replaced with a shark-like skin just like a Hoshigaki's. These wolves are quick and agile like wolves and have a resilient, thick skin like a shark's. The scales give a resistance of 1/2 rank to any taijutsu. Raiton techniques deal an extra rank in damage to the wolves. These wolves can use all of the Inuzuka Clan's techniques just like the regular companions, but are also are capable of moving through the water just like a shark, and rather than having a wolves fangs, the wolves are equipped with a shark's teeth.
Passives: Speed: 1/2 Strength: 1/2 Perception: 1/2 -------------- Can naturally breathe water 20% Chakra increase 20% Water technique chakra reduction Heightened Senses Each Inuzuka has a animal companion at Genin rank, who fights with them as well. At Jounin they are able to get another companion as well [Elemental Fighter] Users are able to perform the seals for B rank techniques and below and seal it into their body. Afterward they are able to release this jutsu with a gesture that logically fits when they wish while fighting [Melee Master] Users receive a 1/2 rank increase in Melee Combat
XXXXE Q U I P M E N T Special Items: Animal Partner - Tochisame: Scaled Wolf
The beach training session did a number on Atsuma's body. Getting some rest was not the only thing he needed. His parents were shocked to see how damaged his fists and bones were. They immediately sent him to one of the Clan's doctors even while he thought to himself everything was ok. Now the boy finally made it to the Training Forest as originally planned. Finishing Stage One of Kunoichi Combat was his first goal. Before going home, Atsuma had just finished Karate Chop. The Training Forest was much better than the beach or the gardens for most people in fact who would want to train in such places when their was a specific area that gave one everything they needed for training? Well Atsuma like silence because he could hear the nature and life around him. In the forest too many people muted it out. "This will have to do I guess..."
While searching for a dummy the boy found someone available to assist him in sparring. The person was quite old and explained to Atsuma that it was their hobby to help the youth of Tsukigakure become strong warriors. "You have my deepest gratitude." Atsuma bowed before getting ready to attack the elder. The technique he'd use was called ECT. At that point of the boys training his flexibility had increased dramatically and he could feel it as the elder tried to block his basic punch by shielding his face with both arms. Atsuma's arm found it's way through the defenses, but stopped before making contact with the old man's face. "Lets do it again please, but try to make your guard harder to infiltrate." He asked getting ready again.
The next technique sounded too painful for him to actually test out on the old mxan, but he assured Atsuma it was alright. "I'm sorry...I just c-" The old man moved with an unhuman speed towards Atsuma. It was as if he could've killed the boy in a second. "Boy, I look old, but don't think such lowly techniques will take me down. Now please, continue." Atsuma's body was shaking slightly at the elders presence. It wasn't the same as before. "O..ok.." With that said he clapped both of his hands against the elders ears. Not even a single flinch was shown. "Good, good. If it was someone else they would've definately be in trouble." With an awkward smile Atsuma thanked him.
I See Flowers Wither.
Speed: 1/2 Strength: 1 1/2 Perception: 1/2 Toughness: 1/2 Melee Master: 1 1/2 20% chakra decrease for Clan techniques.
Atsuma continued to spar with the elder without using any new techniques. He was trying to see how they faired against an actual person, but the old man was simply too skilled for Atsuma to hit. "You rely heavily on your strength and endurance. With your type of build it will only hold you back. Come, let us finish your Kunoichi Combat training." Said the elder just before knocking Atsuma down. The boy didn't know what else to say. As of late his speed was becoming a constant source of problems. "Of course, sir." With that said Atsuma got back on his feet with the final techniques in mind. "Get ready shinobi."
The elder dashed at Atsuma with intense speed, but he held back enough so that Atsuma could fight back or else everything would be over in the blink of an eye. Relax...Strength will only get me so far...Watch his movement and flow with it. Atsuma's heart rate was as steady as a clock. Never wavering. "HA!" The elder shouted as he sent a roundhouse kick directed at Atsuma's face, but to his surprise it was caught with the boys right hand. With a rapid twist the elder's foot gave a sickly crack. This caused him to immediately back away remaining up soley on the balance of his left leg. "Very...Very good. Don't think that i'm done yet tho-" Atsuma was already on him already. With a foot gone his speed was halved for sure. The old man had no time to react, but that wasn't the key factor in his paralysis. It was the moment he gazed into Atsuma's eyes. Unlike normal people or even odd people who fought. His eyes remained normal. "Chest Pressure Points are located beneath the collar bone just beneath the chest plate." Atsuma repeated what he read in the scroll. The words played back inside of his mind on repeat, but when he mumbled them to himself it only scared the elder. "W..wait..Gah!!" Atsuma didn't hit them perfectly since it was his first time, but they were close enough to have a slight effect on the man, but it didn't stop there. "Next is the Solar Plexus that if executed correctly will leave the enemy breathless." The blow was devastating and the old man simply could no longer stand after it.
I See Flowers Wither.
Speed: 1/2 Strength: 1 1/2 Perception: 1/2 Toughness: 1/2 Melee Master: 1 1/2 20% chakra decrease for Clan techniques.
There was one more technique left in Stage One of Kunoichi Combat style. It was another pressure point combo and for that needed to be tested on an actual human being. That was a challenge on its own right since the old man left the forest after the beating saying he had to help her with something. In the mean time he would work on his own fllexibility. All of this training was going to be extremely helpful when he finally tacked Pi Gua Quan which also focused on high flexibilty. The stretches Atsuma executed at that point were much different and painful than when he first started. It was amazing how much the boy could achieve in such a short time. After the stretching was done Atsuma tried hitting the pressure points on one of the wooden dummies in order to get the rythm of it down. In this rythm he lost himself as if it was a dance. Slice, bash, slice, bash, slice and bash. He didn't even notice another genin who had been calling for his attention repeatedly only to be ignored by wooden thuds. Atsuma was too into it. He couldn't just simply stop! That was of course until the gennin decided to strike at the back of Atsuma's head. His body immediately ducked while turning around to face the boy. A swift jab to the stomache would suffice and grant Atsuma more time to land the technique he had been working so hard on. Grabbing the boy's arm Atsuma pulled his body up and stepped on the side of his knee creating a nauseating crack followed by a pained scream. Atsuma had few pet peeves and by that he only had two. One of them was attacking a person from behind with the intent to actually hurt them. Dropping the gennin's arm the boy fell limp and cried for help, but those around him were to involved in their own training to realize what was going on. Atsuma didn't feel like staying in that area to chat would be good so he walked away to another area of the forest. Looking at the battered palm of his hand Atsuma finally felt a sense of accomplishment after a long time. A whole stage complete, but there was still more techniques to learn, more power in store.
I See Flowers Wither.
Speed: 1/2 Strength: 1 1/2 Perception: 1/2 Toughness: 1/2 Melee Master: 1 1/2 20% chakra decrease for Clan techniques.
Before initiating Pi Gua Quan Atsuma wanted to master the way of light feet from Stage Two of Kunoichi Combat. Stage Two however required much more work than the first and that meant pushing thr limits of flexibility. It would have to wait since Atsuma had been training non stop lately. He sat down against a tree and observed those around him while performing minor stretches that wouldn't tire him out. What he found to be the most interesting was how much diversity Tsukigakure was home to. He was by no means a native, but the boy did feel a certain pride in it. Ever since he was brought inside like one of their own that place had become his home. There was nowhere to go back to. At the corner of his eye Atsuma spotted an ex classmate of his from the academy. Her name escaped him, but she looked hard at work. Interrupting her wasn't going to help anyone. "I think it's time i get back to work myself." He said getting up with dirt covering his clothes. Wiping it away was pointless. Withouth thinking Atsuma started sprinting through the forest. His light feet concealing most of his presence, but it could still be heard. The sounds of leaves crackling always meant the same thing. As he sprinted the boy looked at everything that was around him. Taking in all of it. The amount of life surrounding him was enormous. "Hmph, my strides are still too loud." He said boticing how animals ran away at the sound of his approach. "Maybe more stretches will help" After another session Atsuma tried sprinting towards a deer, but it heard his foot steps early on. "Tsc" He smiled in frustration. Deers were very intelligent creatures to him worthy of being respected. His goal of petting one would come no matter how long it took. Atsuma was ready. He knew it, the deer knew it and the people watching him knew it. Chasing after the deer for so long had gotten him attention and now people wanted to see him do it. The sprint was beautiful. It was like he was flying through the forest. Silent and steady. The moment he touched the deer it was all over. "Got you, friend."
I See Flowers Wither.
Speed: 1 Strength: 1 1/2 Perception: 1 Toughness: 1/2 Melee Master: 1 1/2 20% chakra decrease for Clan techniques.
Atsuma didn't appreciate the attention he gathered from the people watching his "touching" moment with the deer. Solitude wasn't good for the mind or the soul, but he found that the company of nature was much more rewarding. Losing the fan girls that were following him wasn't easy either. His looks were devastating, but his personality kept girls at bay too scared to talk to him. He was an alluring mystery to most especially with the story of his past circulating. The boy covered in red. People just couldn't believe that nature loving and always happy Atsuma had such a troubled past. A very popular girl from the academy had even asked him out in front of all of their peers. With a simple smile Atsuma replied, "No thank you. I don't like being around people with stinky auras." The girl exploded in a violent rage spouting nonsense about Atsuma to everyone around. Atsuma didn't waver, didn't shake and definately didn't cry. "Rage is like drinking a cup of poison and expecting your enemy to die." Academy hours were over so Atsuma said goodbye to his friends and the girl before walking home.
Born in ancient times and surviving to that day, Pi Gua Quan was going to amplify the power Atsuma gained from his Kunoichi Combat style training. The style revolved around a stance called...Well the stance had no name it was just a stance. "Well...That was anti-climatic..." The stance at itself however was very exotic itself. Before starting however, Atsuma decided to work on his fluidity. Performing basic punches and kicks at a low pace being one with the wind. After a good 10 minutes of that the boy got ready to learn the stance.
"This...This doesn't feel right..." The position Atsuma found himself in wasn't exactly describable. The Kunoichi training made him overestimate his abilities it seemed like he'd have to start from scratch. Atsuma tried the position one more time, but slowly. The over flexibility of Kunoichi Combat style made it more difficult since Pi Guq Quan was much more refined and fluid. The stance was achieved, but Atsuma felt too stiff doing it. Something was obviously wrong. "Maybe my hands are too low." He said before raising them higher. This only tightened his body, constricting his movements. "Hmmm." Atsuma had no idea what to do.
I See Flowers Wither.
Speed: 1 Strength: 1 1/2 Perception: 1 Toughness: 1/2 Melee Master: 1 1/2 20% chakra decrease for Clan techniques.
Kokoro and Tochisame rested for just a little while so that they were in perfect condition for the next round of training. Once ready, Tochisame assumed the Man-Beast Clone form. This time, however, he took on the form of a rogue ninja, dressed entirely in all black and only his eyes revealed. He was readily equipped with ninja tools and would definitely be using the during the training. And, to prove this, Tochisame grabbed three kunai, throwing two at Kokoro's head, and then one at the torso. She reacted quickly to this. She dropped low and split so that her legs slid all the way out to the sides. The first two kunai flew over her head, but the last was going right to her face. Kokoro bent as far backwards as she could without exiting her split position, allowing the kunai to glide just over her.
• Split - Rank: E The user is able to do a split without much preparation. This is great for dodging attacks that are aimed at the user's legs while in midair, or at the upper body while on the ground. This also gives the user the ability to hit the opponent from a lower angle. Can also be used as a kick.
Tochisame didn't stop there. He charged forward and aimed to drop a strong heel right onto Kokoro's rib cage. She recognized the movements right away and rolled backwards onto her hands, lifting her body just a little bit off of the ground and then throwing a kick back, slapping the back of his calf with her shin. This strike shoved the heel strike away from Kokoro and allowed her to rolled further away and out of danger. She took up a defensive position and was ready for anything else that Tochisame would do.
• Leg Blocks - Rank: D The user can bring her legs up at good speed to block attacks, such as blocking a kick. this works great against low ranking taijutsu.
Tochisame ran in again. He launched a flurry of punches and kicks. Every strike was pretty basic and simple to block or dodge. Kokoro moved very fluidly in and out of guard to tag her partner with small slaps to signal that she was countering the attacks without actually causing damage. Tochisame managed to find an opening in her guard and reached out to grab her lapel. He rolled down and onto his back, shoving his feet onto Kokoro's stomach. He kicked her off of him and launched her into the air. As he kicked her away, he rolled backward into a crouched position and whipped two kunai into the air from their pouches. Kokoro seemed helpless up in the air, but as the kunai came up and were going to connect, she twisted her body in mid-air and dodged to the side of the blades. As she descended, three more kunai were launched, each dodge in the same way. Before landing, Kokoro contorted her body more and launched a roundhouse kick that came around in about a 270 degree turn. The blow smashed Tochisame in the side of the neck and launched him to the ground. Kokoro landed and watched Tochisame come out of his transformation. It was time for them to take a small break.
• Twist Dodge - Rank: E While in the air, the user will twist and contort her body to avoid projectiles while in mid-air. These twists are at a higher reflex speed than regular dodging because of how nimble the user is.
• Roundhouse - Rank: E Because of the flexibility of the hips a woman has, she is able to pivot on one foot and deliver a quick snap of her foot at the opponent's head, stunning or disorienting the target if it lands.
Personal Attribute: Scaled Wolves: Kokoro's wolf partners that she has with her have been genetically modified with the Hoshigaki DNA at their birth. Their fur fell off and was replaced with a shark-like skin just like a Hoshigaki's. These wolves are quick and agile like wolves and have a resilient, thick skin like a shark's. The scales give a resistance of 1/2 rank to any taijutsu. Raiton techniques deal an extra rank in damage to the wolves. These wolves can use all of the Inuzuka Clan's techniques just like the regular companions, but are also are capable of moving through the water just like a shark, and rather than having a wolves fangs, the wolves are equipped with a shark's teeth.
Passives: Speed: 1/2 Strength: 1/2 Perception: 1/2 -------------- Can naturally breathe water 20% Chakra increase 20% Water technique chakra reduction Heightened Senses Each Inuzuka has a animal companion at Genin rank, who fights with them as well. At Jounin they are able to get another companion as well [Elemental Fighter] Users are able to perform the seals for B rank techniques and below and seal it into their body. Afterward they are able to release this jutsu with a gesture that logically fits when they wish while fighting [Melee Master] Users receive a 1/2 rank increase in Melee Combat
XXXXE Q U I P M E N T Special Items: Animal Partner - Tochisame: Scaled Wolf
Sukōchi sat near a pond of tranquil water on one of the massive roots of the mangrove trees in the forest with his back leaning against the tree and his legs laying lanky along the vine-like roots.. In his hand was a long stick with a lit cigarette sticking out of the end of it. In a very Audrey Hepburn kind of way, he daintily pulled one end of the stick to his mouth and sucked, pulling oxygen through the cigarette on the other side and then down through the pipe stick. Smoke, ashes, nicotine, and loads of chemicals infected the oxygen which was then transported down his throat and into his lungs. He left it sitting there for a moment as he stared down onto the pond. A small branch was sticking out of the waters and perched atop it was a finch. It was a cute bird. It sat there and examined its surroundings constantly, letting out tiny chirps here and there. Everything about this forest was giving off an air of peacefulness and calmness. Sukōchi then left the pipe stick clenched between his teeth to hold it still as he then pulled a senbon from the sash on his waist. He released the smoke and ashes from his lungs and out a small opening he made with his lips directly at the senbon. Sukōchi expelled a small amount of elemental chakra, too, making the air turn to fire and wrap around the senbon. He ignited this needle and then quickly launched it through the air. The senbon traveled with a *fwip* sound and the chirping seemed to stopped just that suddenly. A grin grew on Sukōchi's face as he closed his eyes, leaned back against the tree and then laid in the completely peaceful silence.
• Weapon Coating Using chakra, the user will coat the outer layer of a weapon, such as a kunai or shuriken with fire. This is performed by coating the item with chakra, then throwing the projectile, and quickly setting it ablaze via a small fire from the user's mouth. This flame is not terribly hot but can cause first degree burns as well as ignite other objects.
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