￥ Kumogakure ￥ Ninjutsu/Bloodline ￥ ￥ Suiton ￥ Fuuton ￥ ￥ Jounin (Oinin) ￥ Hyouton ￥ ￥ Ryo: 11400 ￥ AC:000019700￥ Chakra : 500, Stored Chakra : 315 ￥ ￥ Stamina : 350 ￥ As if the calm before the breaking storm Myurai stood alone in the upper levels of the academy tower though not near the top. He stood almost in awe of the demonic mirrors that floated around him. They were majestic in a sense, knowing their power. Though all his attention was ripped from his thoughts as he was thrown to the floor by a massive explosion in the floors above him though he knew not which one. The explosion threw him to his feet as he formed a seal quickly reinforcing the mirrors above him to prevent them from collapsing in on him. However it soon became deviant that he couldnt hold it for long as he formed a quick seal with his left hand and appeared outside of the destruction as another shockwave sent him flying into a tree outside. As his body slammed into the tree it split his head open and fractured two or three of his ribs. When he finally hit the ground he began coughing up blood as he stood slowly as blood ran down over his right eye. Quickly looking around with his left eye he spotted Doki as he stumbled his way over to her calling his team to him as he walked. Once he reached her he spoke as he coughed more blood," Whats the situation Doki, as advisor your in command here."
[jutsu used] Kanki Kyouka no Michi [ Frost Reinforce Method ] Rank A The user will surge additional chakra into one of their techniques- during or after formation-creating an interlaced coating on its frame, and throughout key structure points. By applying this coat, most techniques that would typically melt, shatter, or pierce the user's ice, are found worthless. ( Rather than costing [80] chakra to perform, each modified technique costs an additional [20] chakra. )
Makyō Hyōshō [ Demonic Mirroring Ice Crystals ] Rank S The abominable and tremendous ability, passed down only within the Yuki clan. It is a technique wrapped up in many mysteries. It was said that no method in existence can defeat this technique. In an instant, multiple mirrors of ice are created around the enemy, reflecting nothing but Haku. The opponent is trapped in a dome of twenty-one floating mirrors made out of ice. Twelve remain at ground level, eight float above the first twelve and angled towards the ground, and the final mirror is above the rest and facing the ground. Once Haku has entered the mirrors, it's possible for him to move between the mirrors at the speed of light. It's near impossible to follow attacks sent out from this incredible movement. As every mirror shows his reflection, one could say it's impossible to see all of Haku's attacks. Even if the opponent tries to attack the real body, Haku will have already moved to another mirror. Without eyes like the Sharingan, it will be impossible to keep track of him. If the mirror Haku is in is broken, he can leap out of one of the fragments and continue his attack or move to another mirror. The technique requires a large amount of chakra to maintain, so Haku's movement becomes progressively slower the longer he maintains the mirrors. Haku can also form individual mirrors, not restricted to the twenty-one-mirror formation. He can create them high in the sky allowing him to take out airborne targets. The cold which emanates from the mirrors is also enough to cause snow to fall. Though they are made from ice, the mirrors are resistant to Fire Release techniques. Guild Description: Forming single mirrors instead of the full technique requires only an E-rank amount of chakra. Each mirror in the full technique will break under an S-ranked attack, but singly formed mirrors are susceptible to only D-ranks. Movement between mirrors is considered as fast as Shunshin no Jutsu.
Shunshin no Jutsu [ Body Flicker Technique ] D-Rank [1/2]
Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 4:16 pm
Igarashi Nobu Yutakata-Oshi
~Kumogakure | Chunin | Katei no Neko | Class: Tamer/Taijutsu | Chakra 370/370 | Stamina: 330/330~
Finishing her last dango she heard a whistling sound off in the distance, before she could say anything Haituro had already pointed it out and had tackled her and Mariko to the ground as a nice chunk of the building came flying off upon impact of the big ball of fire. Making quick movement she landed on her hands and feet instead of her back. looking around at the destruction that lay before her she started to then think of the people inside.
Looking at Kazurai she noticed he had taken command of the group. Smiling when he turned to look at her she nodded to everything he said. Understanding that this was a big thing that it was a crucial moment where she would be needed to help out where needed. As she then turned to look back at the building pieces still falling here and there the sounds of things crashing on the inside. Turning back to the group she scanned over everyone to make sure they were not too badly beaten up from the debris and other things going on around them. Seeing that not one person was too badly hurt mostly just the usual cut knee from the fall of the blast or a bruise here or there. nothing too substantial to cause a lot of worry.
Renji then came out of the smoke carrying Moshi again in his mouth his eyes were closed slightly for they were stinging from the smoke that was now starting to come out of the building. poor little Moshi wasn't as white as she was when they first met. smoke and debris had stained her pretty fur to a more light grey or dirty brown from the dirt and dust. He came trotting over to Mariko dropping Moshi on a nearby rock out of the water. He then started to wipe at his face trying to clear his eyes so he could see clearly.
Igarashi looked over at Renji shaking her head. "Silly cat, rescued the kitten huh?" Renji stopped wiping his eyes and looked at Igarashi. 'What do you expect? I ain't gonna let a poor lil kitten die. Not on my watch anyways.' Renji then looked at Mariko hoping she was ok as well. not seeing anything wrong with her he went and stood next to Igarashi. 'So now we wait?' Igarashi then spoke to him 'Well Kazurai is taking leadership of this group and were gonna try to get as many people out of that building as fast as we can and also make sure Myurai is ok.' Igarashi felt the need to move after saying the things about her teacher. She hoped he was ok since he had to of been on the upper floors.
As she thought about him and how much danger he was in she then saw him fly out of the building and into a tree where he hit his head. Seeing him stand she let out a sigh of relief knowing that he was ok enough to stand on his own. She then smelled blood in the air as she then heard Myurai call for them to come over. Looking back at the group she pointed towards where Myurai was. "Over here guys, I can hear Myurai calling for us. Lets get a move on." She didn't wait for anyone just quickly made a bee-line straight for Myurai hoping he was alright. Her eyes squinted as she quickly made her way through the rubble around them outside towards Myurai.
Mariko was totally oblivious to what was going on as she saw a large light in the sky and followed it closely with her eyes as it fell upon the Academy. In complete awe she could not do anything but watch. As it connected her hair felt like she was suddenly in a wind tunnel. She nearly had grip on one of the shrimps as she saw it fly away from the explosion. She felt herself get grabbed quickly and pushed to the ground by the younger boy. As she sat up from what had happened she couldn't help but notice the academy ablaze.
Looking over at the young boy that had tackled her, she couldn't help but notice he was a bit of a looker even at his age. Totally forgetting what was happening. Sitting up Not even a moment passed she was grabbed again carried a tiny bit and laid back to the ground. "Why must everyone touch me!!!" Noticing an older boy with white hair setting her down then returning to the chaos. 'So handsome' she thought to herself with glee in her eyes. Turning back to the group she was originally with she saw The other white haired boy standing almost looking like a swordsman with the way he was standing with such an oddly shaped katana. Looked like there was black waves in the blade itself.
The way Kazurai took command next was completely unexpected. The original impression she got of him was laid back and kind of a easy going person. He also seemed a bit attractive.. Now he displayed that of an officer in an army. Kind of reminded her of her old tribes hunt leaders. She was wondering if she was starting to fall for every white haired person to cross her path.
Looking around she saw the smoke that he spoke of.. He didn't even look towards them himself. He then spoke of the dangers and how serious this attack was... She froze with terror at the though of her home being invaded again by shinobi. Still a bit froze with fear when Kazurai had asked her of her abilities. She muttered meekly "Med..medd.. medical." Not sure if she was hearing him right he was speaking so quickly without even pausing.. She began to get a bad headache from the smell of fire and ash. What she gathered was that they needed to stick together and the other part was they needed to help the people inside the academy.
He asked if they had any questions. She had a million but nothing seemed to come out. Looking over to another white haired man falling from the sky landing near a small group of people. He looked badly hurt. From what she saw he must have jumped from above. Quickly snapping out of it with Moshi now on her head she ran over to him and began healing without permission. She knew how to use a pretty effective healing jutsu and she wasn't going to let people get hurt and die on her watch. {Healing hands - 40 chakra}
Moshi was carried out of the smoke looking a bit darker then she was and being set down on a rock out of the water. Which actually looked somewhat temping. Looking down into the water seeing one last shrimp at the bottom getting very soggy. Jumping into the water getting very wet just to have a taste of the food and quickly scurrying back onto the rock and nibbling on it. After a moment she looked up to see a giant wolf staring at her with swirling blue eyes. Her hair standing up on ends she jumped quickly to Mariko's head where she curled up trying to get warm from the wetness. Nibbling more on the shrimp as she ran over to some others trying to aid them.
Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 6:29 pm
"Die. . . Just stop everything and die. . What's the point of even living anymore? You lost your best friend. . " As the body of the much larger Genin was dragged away by the girl, Akasuchi seemed to flash in and out of reality. Brief images of the scene came in, then out again; flames dancing on the edges of the area as the pink haired youngster changed his view time and time again. Who was carrying him out? Better yet, why were they even doing it? It was better if he was just left to die. "Just leave me. ." His voice soft. Void. There wasn't much left in him to fight the good fight for what was going on, especially with the edges of his memory slipping here, to there. All back to a time far before Kumogakure, though he had no idea what was going on in the slightest. "Running. . fire. . but. . Who am I running from? Where's this fire?" The interlocking of his mind slowly began to unfold as the world turned black; nothing left but the crisp wafting flames of regret all about, what in the world was he seeing? There were others there speaking, talking about somebody dying and. . and. . then, ultimately, there was nothing yet again.
But there was the burning pain from being trapped inside the area. Finally waking from the shock of what was going on, Akasuchi rose after Ari had placed him down and stared off into the distance, watching the Dojo from afar. Even now, it was still burning in a mass of smoldering fire. . but he knew there was nothing possible done by himself to stop it. He just. . didn't have the power! "Tch. . damn it. . " Then there was Balmung, and while he never wanted to accept the loss of his friend, he had no choice. Tears could fall for eternity, but that wouldn't resurrect is lost companion. All he had now was to live as his little piglet had desired; for forever and a day, if possible. Slowly raising to his feet, the pink haired b*****d fluttered through ideas a mile a minute, attempting to figure something out. He wasn't a suiton user, so he couldn't make any water. . but there had to be something he could do! ". . I. . I can see. . " Well of course, further though; crimson eyes peered into the area, seeing chakra signatures all around. Something strange was going on, but he didn't question it! He had to use this power to help people while he could!
Coming back in through the fire, Akasuchi began to help person after person flee the scene. Eyes a deep crimson, not even realizing the change that had taken place. Peering further over, the marked flare of pink saw cabbage head and waved. She looked to be in a mass of debris, probably from the explosion. "AYE! CABBAGE HEAD! THIS WAY! THERE'S A SAFE PASSAGE OVER HERE!" Other were streaming out the various holes created, but the building itself was coming down. Ignoring the various burns on his body, he continued to make himself a beacon for the exit. They needed to get out before the entire place came down!
Haituro listened intently as Kazurai spoke to them, it was the normal rah-rah stuff. Haituro knew something horrible had happened and had actually looked in the direction Kazurai had pointed when he pointed out the two other locations his eyes growing wide. He didn't say anything for now because he had heard Igarashi call him towards Myurai, he hadn't heard him call them but he felt he should follow the higher ranks for now.
As Haituro crouched down preparing to begin his sprint towards Myurai he couldn't help but notice a faint smell of bacon that seemed to cut through the acrid smell of burning wood and other materials coming from the dojo. Haituro shrugged it off then darted quickly towards Myurai and the others.
Once Haituro reached the rest of his team who had gathered around Myurai he felt the urge, no, need to point what he had seen out to Myurai and Kazurai. "Guys... What in the hell is that thing?!" He pointed through a large hole in the dojo to a blue and black cat looking thing, that towered over the residential district. Hard to miss but with all the chaos here he had just noticed it. Haituro stood there staring in awe at the monster that seemed to be tearing apart homes hoping the people who lived there had been evacuated once the shelling began.
Quickly he turned to Myurai, "We have to do something." He wasn't exactly panicked that emotion wasn't in him but he was concerned about the civilians of Kumogakure especially with all the chaos that had unfolded he knew that all his training he had done over the last week, and years will have come to this moment. He couldn't let his team or his village down he would do everything he possibly could to defend Kumogakure.
Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 8:16 pm
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-----There were cries within the large building, screams of pain and misery and death. There were people here, suffering, and he was about to leave with only two of them. More were trapped, burning, smothered by the fire and ashes. He remembered a similar day, a similar time, years ago, facing a legion of shinobi with destruction and devestation on their minds. He remembered the scent of roasted flash, freshly turned earth, and bile from the thousands of dead or dying, the waves of heat from the pyres. Skin tingling with the memory of their warm caress, Wanryoku looked after Kaileer, whose steps seemed to slow as his perception of time sped up, his thoughts racing through many ideas at once.
-----And then he saw it. In slow motion he heard the crack from above, his eyes somehow piercing the smoke and haze to those groups gathered close together. To close, as it were. The ground had become soaked, the fires receding, but fires still abounded above and farther out. Dust fell from above, too slow for them to notice, but he knew. He knew in the same way an animal could sense the approach of its enemy without seeing or hearing it, without the smell of the predator on their air for them to detect. He knew that he had to move, move without thought, or his past mistakes would be repeated. In a moment he charged his body with one of the techniques he had learned, Hayai Ugoki [Swift Movement]. The weight of his body, his weapons, everything became nothing as he charged across the field of battle, dropping the bodies of the two shinobi he had saved beside Kaileer with a light toss. With a swift downwards jerk he snatched Zangai from the ground just as the roof cracked, a chunk of wood and stone as large as the group itself falling free. It was quick, too heavy to give time to react without knowing it was there first, but Wanryoku had seen it, had known. He charged into the middle of them all, shouting one word, "down!", as he stopped and anchored himself to the ground below him. Feet spread and arms locked above his head, Zangai somehow wrapping itself around his waste to help anchor his weight, Wanryoku caught the falling roof in a fierce grip, his massive muscles convulsing as he fought for purchase.
-----And, miraculously, he held it. Somehow, crouched though he was and knotted with muscle, Wanryoku was holding the roof, aflame, eight feet above the heads of those around him.
-----The pain was sharp an incredible, for the sheer weight of the stone above mixed with the velocity of its fall sent ripples down his muscles and bones, shocking him. He did not make a sound other than a growl, a primal, guttural sound that spoke of this struggle. This was the struggle of man against nature, against the very creation his race had brought into existence. This was his chance to shine, to be the warrior. His face set into a grimace of effort, not daring to risk the roof's structure by adjusting it. His eyes sought out Doki, the only one among their ranks he knew. "Go! I hold, get Kaileer and others! Get out! I follow soon!" He growled as the weight shifted above, more debris falling onto it. His gaze was steady, but perhaps it wouldn't have been, had he known the truth.
-----His body was a mess. Any looking would know that this man was badly burned, his clothes somehow melted into his skin. There was steel shards and splinters jutting out here and there midst his massive frame, but he did not bleed: any blood that had been spilled had been flash burned to his body from the explosion and the heat that had followed. His hair was singed and stood out to all sides, making him resemble a madman.
-----But Wanryoku did not know. He only knew that he would save them, use the gifts the gods had given him to help.
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Back in the dojo, the woman made her way through the rooms, an immediate turn to the left, gathering up a few scrolls: Combat must be maintained and learned at this point. With her hands in a scroll, she looked down to the technique she hadn't quite mastered of Suiken. She had made her way into the reinforced room she had built for her own sake, having pulverized far too many things in the process at this point. The very building that had stood before it had become a holey mess before its reconstruction.
The Scotch slammer was of more complexity to it than any of the other skills. Not a counter, or even a simple swing, but a combination that would look to end the very encounter she'd bring herself to. It entailed a simple grapple: That much the woman could handle. The room she was in contained several training dummies, and at this point, they would have to do.
[1/6]
Closing her eyes for a moment, she exhaled deeply. Her muscles relaxed and the raikage began to swagger step by step into the dummy. First was the obvious grapple she had to perform. A half hearted grab of the dummy's "wrist" and a quick yank to top it off, tearing the training dummy off of its pole with a sharp splintering crack.
[2/6]
Next came a simple full nelson amidst the combination. Obviously, instead of making use of the other dummies in the room, Kinpaku did the smart thing: She used the one she'd already broken. She tried not to make it so simple, swaying wide to pull what would be the defender off their feet in a sudden yank into her body.
[3/6]
The clumsy yank was obviously signature of the drunkenness she'd been so accustomed to in her youth. Who knows if the person would have ended up with their own foot in their face above all else? Either way, the woman moved calmly into the next grapple, underneath the wooden arms, around the shoulder, and behind it's "neck". One palm, and then the next settled tightly upon the other, pressure applied heavily.
[4/6]
This was an instance in which she couldn't let herself be harmed: She had to be flexible and capable of dealing the maximum damage without. That meant she'd have to function on par with an earlier skill she'd learned in a sudden burst. That meant she'd have to focus for a split second to entail the process correctly. Limber limbs and increased power was the idea, chakra leveling carefully to her joints and muscles.
[5/6]
A sudden burst of strength, with the release of chakra. The dummy itself was relatively light in the first place, but now it was more than light weight. Sudden and terrifying speed, the woman raised up the dummy and let the thing loose in a sudden hurl into the wooden floor about her. Now, it wasn't difficult to know what to expect here. The wooden replica splattered, splintering against the ground with force.
[6/6] [Scotch Slammer Learned]
With Suiken finally mastered underneath her belt, she knew not if her genin were looking for her. It was better to get out once ina while, so to speak, and practice in her movements: It was better than if she were to waste away in the office without any effort expelled. Next on the list was Iwagakure No Taijutsu, she had plenty to learn there. Leading off with Hishoumaruish.
Obviously it wasn't time to keep smashing dummies in her little private room, but then again it was that she'd already shattered one against the flooring. Turning her gaze to the next dummy, she grabbed hold of the next one on hand. Firmly she planted herself aainst the flooring and grabbed a hold of it.
[1/3]
Kinpaku didn't have much to think on. It was a simple maneuver to perform, in which she'd be spinning madly with the target to send it away with force. Which... complicated things simply enough. There were walls all about her were the proper target, she just had to avoid smashing through them. That was obviously, the complicated part.
[2/3]
Grabbing a hold of the second dummy, making certain her grasp was firm in place, she began to tear again. The sounds of splintering wood were relatively reassuring in this instance, as it finally freed itself for her use. Tightening her grip, the Raikage began to whirl about wildly. The dummy was let loose after a moment, and hurled into the wall in a fashion more restrained than she would in combat.
[3/3] [Hishoumaruish Learned]
Next in line was relatively simple, but due to it being a defensive skill, it was going to be a difficult aspect to follow. First came the obvious footing, Iwagakure no tai was all about the footing in the first place, while she adjusted her footing. She made certain that her muscles were tightened for the moment, as the tense wall was the important factor.
[1/3]
Figuring she had the idea for the moment, Kinpaku had to determine some kind of instance in which to actually defend against. Drawing free some of the wire that she kept within her pouch, the raikage stepped forward, tying carefully about the base pole from one of the splattered figurine. Bound to the wire, she stepped back to her customary place in movement.
[2/3]
Checking her footing for the moment, she let her muscles tense yet again. It was phenomenal in the adrenaline rush. A quick yank of the wire to bring the leftovers from the first dummy's pole flying her way. A deep breath on hand, and a sudden movement, raising her palms up in its path. The next happenstance, a sharp snapping sound, to a result of the pole snapping in twain.
[3/3] [Steady Mountain Palm Learned]
The raikage looked to the next skill, before taking a swig of the flask she often kept on her hip. It made for a careful adjustment, in which she was relatively uncertain of how this would be performed. A skill that was relatively lethal like this wasn't something to fuss about with. A mistake could end her relatively quickly.
[1/3]
Kinpaku was most uncertain with the way things were happening, she had to go aerial for the next skill, in which she reached for the partially damaged dummy against the wall. Grasping it within her palms, she had simple routes to follow. Send it skyborn. Follow, and readjust for fall. She could handle that much.
[2/3]
Keeping herself down for the moment, she hurled the dummy into the air. Quickly, she went skyborn to follow, and wrapping about the dummy, she turned. The sky felt so very near, despite the roof at hand, before turning head first to the flooring: The dummy falling just slightly moreso than she was, at last colliding upon the floor with shattering results.
[3/3] [Meteor Drop Learned]
Hanging back near the entrance to the room, it was a simple method. She was bound to perform simply. The technique itself was of relative ease, striking at the enemy. Similar to the tackle from earlier on in the stylistic assault, she was to charge the enemy and perform a hook of power.
[1/3]
Again, the raikage worked on keeping her muscles tense. Muscles tightening in her right arm, she rolled her shoulder relatively casually. Calmly, she took a right, swinging heavily in a downward arc in a violent turn of events . Had something been there, it would likely have been twisted and mangled with the force of the swing.
[2/3]
It was now to the point where Kinpaku was to come hurtling down the room, trying to pick up speed as quickly as she could. Step by step, he readied herself, raising her right arm upward. Tense in her swing, she moved quickly, a swing diagonally down into the neck of a posted dummy, severing its stuffed head.
[3/3] [Gangeki Learned]
A new technique at hand, it was time to focus on the chakra at hand. A simple action, fundamentally. She was to focus chakra primarily into her hand, flexing her fingers for the moment. Another drink from her flask, it gave her a means to help focus.
[1/4]
She stepped carefully into the divot she'd created at this point with her constant barrage in terms of assaulting the floor. Now though, it was a matter of determining just how it was to apply the chakra to the area around her. Focusing on the force of her own chakra, she looked to its application.
[2/4]
Kneeling down for a moment, she set the palm of her hand against the ground to feel out the earth beneath her. She set out for a brief burst of her own chakra, sending up the earth to huff beneath the crevices of the wooden floor, and up above into the brief section of the air. It seemed she had the right idea, considering the dust settling about her.
[3/4]
Rising to her feet, Kinpaku focused the chakra anew in the palm of her hand. Raising her fist up carefully, she knew now that she was to pressed the chakra with all the force of her push, and that's exactly what she did. The chakra burst downward, pressing the soil and stone about her: Wood burst and finally the planks even she stood on fell.
[4/4] [Rising Earth Fragments Learned]
The strike at hand to learn now was the Saido Nadare, which was ultimately an oddity. Stepping up to the training dummy, her fingers clenched into the fist she was accustomed to. A savage strike at hand, in which she was to pulverize something with a combination, a single strike delivered. A quick jab into the body of the dummy.
[1/5]
It reeled back upon its post, and she moved in to make a secondary jab. The recoil from the first punch mad it difficult to actually put something into the swing against the dummy. Drawing back her fist, it wasn't that she had enough time, a second jab delivered clumsily, the efforts of it were unfortunately wasted.
[2/5]
It had been a problem in drawing back her fist in the instance of a strike, which meant that she wasn't able to leave it to a single strike. The jab at hand couldn't support the time for a full force punch, but the idea there was that she was to perform a jab in the seconds that followed. Flexing her fingers casually, she inhaled deeply before at last, drawing her fingers tight.
[3/5]
A howl of frustration, as she lashed upon the dummy in rage. The already pulverized head wasn't an issue though, it was the torso that had yet to actually give way as the written technique had described it. Yet, she was attempting things with finesse, the style she was working on didn't make use of the concept to the very least.
[4/5]
Taking a step back from the dummy, its limb practically severed in her displeasure. She planted her feet firmly upon the wood, as she sent a jab into the dummy yet again. The dummy reeled back upon its post, but it wasn't that she reeled back either. Kinpaku forced her assault on the dummy, the fist flying forward yet again, the dummy's chest crumpling in upon itself.
[5/5] [Saido Nadare Learned]
Yet another defensive skill proved that finishing it was going to be a difficult aspect to follow. First came the obvious footing, Iwagakure no tai was all about the footing in the first place, while she adjusted her footing. She made certain that her muscles were tightened for the moment, as the tense wall was the important factor.
[1/5]
She assumed her stance for the time being, while she looked to the area about her. What was she to use? There was the collapsed dummy, and then it came to the pieces of dummy scattered about the room. Wire from her pouch again, and she moved about to each of the pieces she could tear up.
[2/5]
The dummies were bound together, and it was that she'd be sending these large pieces of wood at herself, Kinpaku needed to be certain that she'd achieve the necessary feelings of muscle density on hand. She had to be absolutely sure of herself in these instances.
[3/5]
A tense muscle wasn't quite the same as a flexed muscle, just a prelude to what it was that a muscle could do and maintain in their combat. She resumed her place on the flooring, while inhaling deeply. The strength of her muscle would prevail in this case, as she drew to a moment that she would pull.
[4/5]
Now was the time. A sudden pull of the wires, and then came the dummies. A sharp snapping noise for a crumpled one, having been attached to the post yet. It was her moment of anticipation, drawing taught her muscles about her. The very instance was intense, but even still it seemed to have done what was necessary. She was scraped up slightly, but even still it was far better shape than the dummies shattered upon the floor.
[5/5] [Ishi Suji Learned]
The time had come for her to cease the practice of her techniques, and rather in this instance was she to practice anew her skills. Her own chakra manipulation needed some work in this aspect, and as such, she moved to flow the chakra with will. Her own sake assisting in the efforts She ceased its cycling suddenly, swaggering for the moment.
[1/3]
She focused her chakra once more, this time she cycled it swiftly through her bloodstream, and quickly settled it upon her feet. It rolled quickly through her system, but it was staggering to know the sake in her system rolling ever so quickly through her, a catalyst for its running.
[2/3]
The chakra rolled gently beneath her pores, and through her system. Cycle and stop. Repeatedly. Finally though, she settled it into the soles of her feet, while pushing herself up toward the surface. When she broke the surface, she was pleased as the chakra remained where she willed it.
[3/3]
First came the process of signage in her efforts, for she hadn't quite been on the up and up on that. As a performer, her own dexterity with her digits was of value, but above all, she often played rather than formed up the seals she often found unnecessary. It was careful consideration to practice those as well.
[1/5]
It was time to move carefully and slowly through the seals. It was to move slowly, throughout the zodiac. Ram. Bull. Snake. Dog. Horse. She moved to roll quickly through the seals, trying to get a grasp on all at hand. Each through the dozen, lap after lap.
[2/5]
The basic mixture through the zodiac has been easy enough. Nimble fingers had show just how it rolled through, as any great ninja such as she could do. It was to be expected, but then again, it was fundamental to roll through the basics of that of a shinobi.
[3/5]
Chakra flow amidst her own seals made it relatively simple to feel through. It was malleable, running through the sudden circuit again and again. Standing atop the fallen planks, she was inhaling deeply to focus on simply that.
[4/5]
The circuit ran consistently, and now it wasn't a matter of speed or strength but just the variance through it. Much like any electrical conduit, whilst she practiced, it made the world a simpler place. In time, the woman had felt like she was accomplishing something.
[5/5]
[Basic Meditation complete]
Again, she began to move through the process of the seals. Repetition made for perfect practice in her endeavors. Fingers rolled through the seals as if it were second nature through the process now, though she didn't let the chakra roll in this instance.
[1/5]
The flow of her chakra through her fingers was all so very well known, but it came to the point in which she had to focus on yet another aspect of her combative nature. Chakra flowed through the seals and digits that she so often would, but it was time to move onto her more accustomed means of action.
[2/5]
Drawing her violin from its case, it was a momentary lapse before she settled it upon her shoulder, setting her chin upon the rest and began to play gently. It was a soft humming throughout the room, smiling with ease while the flow of chakra began to flow amidst her body. The circuit was something different, the violin was a split second connection, before flowing back into herself.
[3/5]
She let her thoughts drift whilst she played, letting her thoughts ebb ever so slightly in this instance. The peace and quiet of the situation here, slightly below the efforts of her training in this instance. The calm before the storm: Konoha had had problems recently, would they?
[4/5]
The humming of the violin kept her in focus, while she turned casually amidst the rubble. Chakra flowed through her system, while she practiced her own medium. It was a simple task, fundamental to her own nature as a performer. Breathing with ease, she was resigned to the efforts she'd made use of.
[5/5]
Dropping to the rocky earth beneath her, there was more chakra manipulation at hand to work. She settled herself carefully into position, whilst she focused on the concept of letting the chakra flow. It was a general feeling for most people, the very idea of it rolling carefully through the channels, but surely there was more to it than that?
[1/3]
It was a simple flow, rolling through her systems for the entirety of the case. The rolling sensation of chakra making its way through her channels, while she looked to the ceiling. She looked to only feel the sensation of the chakra rolling throughout her limbs, swift as a coursing river.
[2/3]
It was nowhere near as concentrated as it could be, but another swig of the sake on hand. It usually enlightened her feelings of chakra control, despite making it difficult to focus on it. The flow of chakra rolled on through, rolling more quickly through her systems.
[3/3]
With sake on hand, it was a more careful thing to consider: Chakra was flowing carefully, but there came a time in which she had to feel it. A sort of method, similar to the suiken battle techniques was definitely the idea she'd be following to make suit of her own awareness of flow.
[1/3]
Another swig of the drink, it made for the perfect medium. Focusing chakra into the sake, she began to focus further on just where to take it within her system. Into her limbs, and even simpler did she focus on the sake here. It seemed to embed itself into her limbs, a source of renewal to her very system.
[2/3]
Inhaling deeply, she let the chakra roll. Sake made apparent in her placement with the sake in her systems all the while, while the drink often induced rage, she was plenty pleased with how it had turned out for once, peace of mind achieved for the time being.
[3/3]
Standing within her own crater, Kin ran her fingers through her hair. Her hair had fallen into disarray, leaving her horns alone in the air. As fine as they were, it was a situation to worry about alone. She bit her lip some, letting her chakra flow into her hand with relative quickness.
[1/4]
Chakra flow was important, but so was the speed in which she signed her jutsu. Her fingers began to work in strange ways, wiggling here and waggling there. She worked on dexterity to begin with, and as such, she pulled one of her coins free, rolling it upon her fingers.
[2/4]
Her fingers began move in a systematic pattern, forming the seals of a shinobi. She began with a slow and easily maintained cycle throughout the twelve, one by one, most simplistic to the most complex of their seals. It was a process that was mundane, but with each movement, it could be felt her chakra stirring to loose something a bit more complex.
[3/4]
To begin here, she began to pull together the seals in the most complex of techniques. One by one, she cycled quickly throughout the seals required for the movement. Upon reaching the end, she briefly flashed the final insignia, her seal akin to that of the Yamanaka. Easy enough to perform, she felt a little proud, ceasing before havoc broke loose.
[4/4] [Chakra Training: Meditate]
It was a blessing she'd had as much time as she had had, but the sounds of crashing through the walls seemed to roar so much more than she was often familiar with. Who really paid much mind to the noise within the boundaries of the dojo, after all? People trained with any number of techniques and skills, even to the point that the new giant, Wanryoku, had made an effort to learn sword techniques that a weighted ball upon a chain. Who was it that she was to judge? That was... until things answered with a deafening roar of a blaze about to burst. Smoldering edges at the doorway, and it was apparently obvious. Adrenaline rushed through her system, fingers moving quickly. It was in this that she formed up, the stone and rock about her, the jagged armor of dust. It was a blessing that she'd pulverized the stone and soil about her, a divot to drop into.
Down a couple feet within the soil, and beneath the floorboards, it was almost as if she were being broiled in the instances that followed, the next of which became problematic. Debris fell upon the armored woman, pieces breaking and splintering here and there upon the stone she bore upon her body. Had she not been in the private room, separate from the initial blast radius, she'd have been roasted for certain. The ceiling burying her made it difficult to breathe, the blast having left her with a heavy ringing sensation within her right ear... Well, until it ceased to bother her at all.
The dosage of sake in her system, she inhaled but a moment.. when while she inhaled with a gasp. Dirt and ash litter my air... she thought in irritation. Her armor had broken in many places, but it seemed she'd avoided crushing anything in this instance. Flesh pulsated and writhed, when at last it was Kinpaku began to move. Debris shifted from about her as her body altered itself, the strength she suddenly acquired aided in her freedom to come at hand. Her hands pressed against the soil and stone, the woman's size was far more expansive, rising to her feet amidst the debris, she groaned aloud, before sending her fist hurtling into the wall blocking her way free of the dojo rounds into the courtyard, where it seemed many were gathering. Somewhere amidst the rubble, she'd lost a piece of horn, the remaining pieces of the jagged armor falling off. Blood ran down her brow and over an eye, pieces of wood and other bits and pieces stuck for the moment. "What's the situation?" she gasped, trying to assess those about her.
"A mask for every situation..."
"And a performance for every soul."
Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 6:33 am
JonderkenJonderken
Redera Issun
"Do I look like someone's personal servant?!" Even though in frustration she stared at Doki, she did as she was asked. Scanning the location for anyone pinned down or otherwise unable to help themselves. "There's a pig on fire, he's not dead yet, but so far he's the only one not moving. Not worth the effort, I guess its owner didn't care enough to try and save him. That mammoth of a guy (wanryoku) looks pretty banged up too. Some cat chick is healing people, might be able to use her" That animal was the only thing unable to escape immediate danger, so she would rise to her feet. Teeth clenched and legs throbbing as she continued to scan. Not that she could help anyone who was injured in her current state. Defense still absolute as ever, but mobility hindered. At least until the immediate sensation of burning finally decided to calm itself. Two white haired males, one with dark skin, the other a sort of pale white approached Doki. Asking her things, saying she was in command. You would think this tragedy had not happened, for Arielle's eyes only locked onto Doki. "Did this b***h hold back?!' The thought alone was enough to infuriate her. Someone holding back against someone as amazing as Arielle, that was an insult. Fury subconsciously bringing chakra to her right hand, as if in preparation for an air strike. Unforgivable circumstances indeed.
And now aggravating as more and more people gathered unto their location. How strange ... they all had white hair. These people weren't very imaginative when they came up with their squads were they? Either way, it wasn't any concern of hers. She just needed to get out of here. Turning to the last person who approached, and glaring. "We have to do something? Really? Ya think so? I don't think anyone else noticed that ..." Obvious sarcasm was obvious, but blatant statements like his didn't have much point. They had just been randomly bombed, doing something would be the preferred method. Rather than doing nothing and burning to death. With a suck of her teeth she would turn towards the pink haired guy yelling about cabbage. No doubt the rotted lettuce color of Doki's hair. Safe passage, exit stage right. It wouldn't do any good staying here, not with a random terrorist lurking about.
( so lazy, blahblahblah. observation )
Chakra:: 0220/0270 ]|[ Stamina:: 0250/0250 ]|[
Techniques In Use:
Misujage
Saint
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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 2:11 pm
||| Chakra: 560 ||| Stamina: 150 ||| Kumogakure Genin ||| Genjutsu ||| Musician Sakakugan As much as Keila wished to ask what was going on, this was neither the time nor the place. Besides, it was doubtful anyone knew. Keeping her eyes active she looked around the area catching glimpses of light, indicators of life from all sorts of sources while Doki gave orders. "Yes." Without further speech, Keila performed the seals creating 2 new clones. Both rushed into the building aiming for a person her eyes had seen. One clone watching teh surroundings indicating where to go, how to move while the other worked at supporting the wounded. Once clone ended up having to sacrifice herself in order to protect the other and the wounded shinobi to get out. Taking their places underneath a large amount of crumbling rubble falling on top of her. The clone arrived near Doki and Keila still supporting the shinobi. The real Keila, over hearing the mention of an exit turned her gaze at Doki. "Shall we go?"
ooc: long day... sorta getting late.... tired ... lameish post?
Show me your dreams Tell me your fears And I will create A beautiful nightmare
Bunshin no Jutsu: Shadow Clone Technique B (2 clones made i have another somewhere in town already xP)
Redera Issun
I am going to kill you red D: your vague post.... the hell is flamigo boy!? and were you asking for me to get npc's or rpc's T~T
Misujuge
Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 7:07 pm
[as you guys seem to be on top of your s**t, pelase quote me on your responses, as well as post the descriptions for the jutsu you use (generally everything i aksed in the Yo-Ko announcement. Makes my life much easier. Also, last one to post if you would be so kind as to pm me, notify me you are last...appreciated and cookie]
Unhindered or unstopped, the fire continued to consume the now falling apart dojo. More falling debree would aim to knock into many of the group on the training ground floor, and proceed to smother anyone who was yet to be helped or removed. A thick form of black smoke had formed in the area, and visibility was low, and breathing was getting difficult.
Tʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ's ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ. I ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴇ. I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ I sᴇɴsᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sɪᴅᴇ. Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ I ᴡᴀs ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ.&&&&
Destruction, Debris, fire, flames, burning, metallic stings, all that bullshit. Everyone was in pain. Everyone was gonna die. But real Ninja like them weren't about to let death kill them. About nine people had come to her one after another and they all left little time for her to address orders. Her eyes still surveying here and there. This place wasn't suitable to healing the injured. And what's more, a sheet of heavy debris could have smashed the three girls flat had it not been for the Atlas-type Shinobi. She recognized him as a fellow elite. And the blood splaying out by the side of his bare back was telling her that his fortitude was not going to last very long. Wincing, she managed to stand herself up. Orders had to be issued first. She heard Akasuchi, for he bellowed out her forbidden name. That flamingo b*****d. Though it did hurt her to know that his boar was.. According to the brown haired brat's (Arielle) report anyways. She had to swallow the soft swaying weakness and put the citizens above the rest. And anyway, the two shinobis had done a great service. Wanryoku, having saved the three from death was teetering to mortal injuries. And the Red Flamingo had paved them an opening out of this seemingly impossible environment. "We will in a minute, Keila."
One thing Doki was good at, was being able to assess and react accordingly. Black. Unbeknownst to Doki, this one was a clone. Regardless, he was still an asset to this situation as well as the others. After all, the three Red Pandas possessed the speed to be messengers as they were scavengers--ergo--good at tracking or finding things. She turned to him with a steely tone. "Black! Do you see that opening pinky (Akasuchi) over there found? With him, help evacuate the injured and lead them to the Anbu Base. Clearance is dissolved--Have either of the Panda cubs help Keila to find the Raikage and deliver the news. But leave the other two to help lead the masses out. Go!" Gesturing, she ushered herself to stand up. Blood of course trailing down but what could one do? She was lucky for she could be as worse as Wan-san. Myurai apparently wasn't unscathed but with the help of an efficient medic he would likely be stabilized and of course, he too had awaited her orders. "Myurai, task your squad with saving that man, Wanryoku. Remove him from the debris with care--he's already wounded. When finished, escort as many injured out! Hurry!" The haste in her tone was almost dried out with the dehydration going on but her authoritative command was there none the less. Fast shinobi was needed.
Consumption of the smoke in her lungs was making it harder to bark out more orders. Conjuring chakra to her throat, despite it's feebleness, she continued on. "Keila..! Hack...cough..! As I've said before with Black, you're going to inform the Raikage--" She slumped down again, coughing with her eyes tearing up. It was so hot.. "Hack....the-the meeting point is Anbu Headquarters. If you can't find her, pull back and head to the meeting point." Should Keila make due and search for the leader to notify. And this was also a way to ensure if the Raikage was still safe. Among other things.
And at last. Kazurai. The prospective chuunin who had so eagerly taken an initiative despite his rookie days that were now behind him. It wasn't just him. There were also other Chuunin and genin still scattered. A block of wood chipped off and allowed a stone to fall right over her shoulder. She flinched for it bursted the cut behind where the last shrapnel had cut in. But pain allowed her to remember why everybody was important. That the country was nothing without it's people.
"All medics follow Black out the opening and head to HQ and prep for treatment! Everyone else! Escort the injured and follow black out to Anbu Headquarters. C'mon! HUSTLE!!" Even though she said this, Doki was completely unable to move as much on her own. So she turned to the next most available person who probably could help her if she chose. Arielle. And that was the brat. Her purpose was still active. The Hyuuga was also invaluable. Doki herself was not completely incapable of movement. Though the stone caused some trauma in her foremost nerve, Doki hefted herself up, stumbling but still able to walk. "Go follow them kid." Was the last she said before swatting off the smaller rubble as they ran.
The Crow Clone would look around and about for any other injured shinobi. The eyes of it like a mere portable television for Black as he was watching from afar, his mind captivating this tragic moment.. Hearing Doki give out orders left and right, he would start to near the dojo's doors and burst through the collapsed debris. Seeing the falling parts of debree fall and at aim to land on the group, The Crow Clone quickly acted, with his panda trio following behind. Each producing a swift strike towards it and pushing it away, one, two, three, and four; before landing around one another. The sound of his name called, the clone having turned to face Doki, and turn to bring his attention towards the pink haired boy that seemed to be weeping over an injured boar..?'' Oi! '' It shouted in confirmation to the name.'' Just the place I was considering taking everyone, it'll be safer there! '' Exclaimed the crow clone, as it would quickly speak up.'' You heard her Rin! Tin! Jin! Go with Keila! Find the Raikage and deliver the message we are to report to the randevu! '' A look of seriousness, and an tone of solid steel emerged from the storm shinobi's voice for once. The three panda's nodded.'' Right! ''
The three shouted and vanished off towards Keila, each tapping on her with their little paws and scurrying off in the direction of the Raikage. It would not take long for the three to find her and speak up. Each one speaking instead at a time, in a solid sync tone.'' Report to the Anbu Headquarters by orders of Black and Doki! '' They shouted, while on the other side Black was already in the process of clearing the debris as he made the exit a lot more clearer for those trapped inside.'' Let's go people! More you sit, the closer you are to die! Medics stay close, you are the greatest asset we hold in saving these people!'' Prepping himself for any other random occurrence, he rushed outside and started to head for the headquarters.
Summons out, Jutsu Used and or Learned Rin, Tin and Jin Rin, Tin and Jin are young red panda, they are small but quite useful for varieties of combat. They get tired easily and can only be on the field for five posts, but their speed and power more than makes up for their limited use. They are faster than the larger bears and can match an Anbus speed easily, they are also excellent trackers for use in any situation.
Karasu Bunshin no Jutsu [ Crow Clone Technique ] Rank: C is still in use since gates of kumo Official Description: Karasu Bunshin no Jutsu is a Ninjutsu technique used by Uchiha Itachi. This technique allows Itachi to create a clone composed of crows. The Itachi clone can disperse into multiple crows, which still maintain his consciousness. This allows him to speak and react while in crow form. Guild Description: See official description.
Total Chakra Used: 20 Total Stamina Used:
Mission Handling Title: Missing Leader :: V Rank: S Information: All of the ninjas within the group have been incapacitated somehow. Retreat &/or lose your tail while keeping your entire team alive. Must have at least four other shinobi. (to rp the injured) Solo or Squad: Variable Minimum Posts: 4 per shinobi Note: Does not award ryo. +3050 A.C.
Title: Evacuation of one place (thread) :: V:: Part 1 Rank: S Information: In the event of an attack or natural disaster, searching & successfully escorting people to a safe location is performed. Must have at least three shinobi. Solo or Squad: Variable Minimum Posts: 3 per shinobi Note: Does not award ryo. +2950 A.C.
Items On person
Items given to by Thanatos: Highly Explosive Notes [x2] < 300 Ryo > A pair of explosive notes that pack three times the punch! Yowza!
Library Expansion Atlas [x2] < 1500 Ryo > Allows you to learn an additional combination of any 5 jutsu (aside custom). • Requires Chuunin rank. • Can only be purchased twice.
Library Expansion Encyclopedia [x1] < 2000 Ryo > Allows you to learn an additional combination of any 10 jutsu (aside custom). • Requires Jounin rank. • Can only be purchased once.
Cloak [x1] < 100 Ryo > A standard cloak. Comes in a variety of colors and looks!
Breath Mask [x1] < 800 Ryo > Allows the user to breathe underwater and in harsh environments. Filters out poisons from the air.
Chakra Projectile Pack: Large [x1] < 500 Ryo > A package of three large projectiles capable of holding the user's chakra element within their frame. (Burning fuma-shuriken, electric twin-kunai, etc.)
Cursed Mask [x1] < 1000 Ryo > A red, engraved mask with no mouth hole. While worn, it grants the wearer immunity to Genjutsu and Dojutsu below A-Rank, but drains an incredible amount of Chakra while doing so. It is extremely brittle, and drains 50 Chakra per post that it is worn. If the wearer’s Chakra runs out while the mask is still on, the wearer’s spirit will linger near the body until it either fades away or the mask is removed or broken.
Chakra Dispersal Gloves [x1] < 3500 Ryo > Allows the user to disperse waves of pure chakra in order to nullify other manifestations of pure chakra. The amount of chakra used to disband must be ten plus the equivalent of the original chakra construct. ( If something is made with 100 chakra, 110 chakra must be used to disband it. )
|Fairytale Pattern Scarf |Cost: 両 110 Ryo |Description: A beige five foot long scarf which bears the design of various folklore inspired characters, such as kitsune, tanuki, tengu, kappa, etc., all congregating and celebrating.
|Wish Tag |Cost: 両 20 Ryo |Description: Hand-sized, sepia colored, paper talisman with a loop of red, blue, or yellow string at the head. It is said that if you write your most desired wish on the tag, and then hang it from a tree that bears the wishes and hopes of others, it will someday come true.
Jounin’s Scroll [x1] < 500 Ryo > A small scroll capable of concealing up to three weapon sized objects. • Requires Jounin rank.
As the pink haired Genin's forehead stopped bleeding, Airi would removed her precious scarf from him and wrap it around her neck once again. However, when he stood up, Airi would frown and get to her feet as well, standing in front of him as if to stop him. "You're not in any condition to be movin-!" Before she could stop him he had taken off, moving around her with a fair amount of ease since she wasn't all that big. "Argh! Dammit!" Stomping her foot in frustration, the young Oni would turn at the sound of another voice. Black's clone, trying to give her directions once more. "I am trying!" Emergency situations were so.. so.. ugh! Wrapping the scarf around her face, golden eyes narrowed in a glare, Airi would raise her foot and strike it backward. Once. Twice. Three times. Chaaaaaaaaaaaarge!"ORRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Dashing forward, the little ball of rage would run back to the dojo, caring not where she stepped or what fell against her. Flames licked at her skin, embers crackled at her feet and she felt nothing. The Oni Clan, after all, were fire resistant. Inside, the girl would push away any beams that fell on her, struggling through the thick smoke with a fiery determination in her eyes. The orders that were barked out by a green haired woman, and then Black reached her ears and she nodded, pulling the scarf tighter around her face, her eyes stinging with tears from the smoke.
This place had been her home for less than a day, but the headband around her neck pledged allegiance to Kumogakure. The people suffering were her people, her teammates, her family. And all at once she was scared, scared of losing people she'd never even met. But more than that she was pissed. The first matter at hand was removing the people who were still in the Dojo. The pink haired Genin. The green haired woman. They would be the easiest to get out, and since the green haired woman was already on the move, her focus was on the young man she had already removed from the building. "Get!" Rushing forward at him, she would shove him out of the building so he could get going to the Anbu Headquarters. "Out!" Turning back, golden locks of hair whipped across her face, and she returned inside, only pausing for a brief moment and a piece of rubble fell and scratched up her shoulder. The beast of a man holding up the roof was still going strong, despite the fact that his body was badly burnt. "Oi!" Hopefully her cry would reach him and he could get his attention. Breathing in, she got a lung full of smoke and released a raspy cough. "We gotta go! Now!"
From there, the little would run back to gain distance, then dash forward to gain momentum, kicking off the ground, angling her head down slightly so that her horns would crash into the debris of the roof the man was holding, shattering it and freeing him from his burden. The effects was a slightly dizzying feeling and a ringing noise in her ears, but other than that she was fun. Landing on the ground, she moved to the injured shinobi, and wedged herself underneath his arm to try to support him as she attempted to heft him out of the burning building coming down around them.
The Sleeping Pacifist
Dcme
Misujage
Aquos Dragoa
Lanfaer
Mana_ecl Zetsuya
samuraixxgurl
Kazuraii
Kiko_alacran
Yo-ko
Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 9:31 pm
-----ηothing but chaos ruled this world I'd come to know. The village was up in flames. Every now and then another distant boom rippled through the haze of smoke, and the earth quaked and threatened to tear itself apart. I knew the attack wasn't over. In fact, it seemed to be far from it. I wanted to panic, to curl up in a corner and pretend nothing was happening, but I couldn't. Not now. Not with people's lives at stake. Wanryoku had saved me not once but twice now, as well as many others. Compared to that I was just a child on the verge of tears, useless and lost. -----I forced myself to calm down, focused my mind. The green-haired jounin was calling out orders. Among those given jobs, I was not one, but she seemed at the end of her rope. I had to do something to help her, and had to help Wanryoku. I had to prove I wasn't completely useless here. -----And there was something in my abilities that would be massively useful here, thanks to my training earlier. That was earlier, right?It seemed like such a long time ago. -----Okay. I had to focus. Closing my eyes for a moment, I took a deep breath and centered my chakra. Letting the breath go again, I spread the chakra out around me in a pulse, with it all fear, anger, and worry leaving my mind. In fact, I felt more at peace than I had in a while, despite the situation we were facing. Those nearby me, perhaps within a fifteen foot radius or so, would feel the effects of the Zame no Chiyu, the state of healing. Almost instantly it had an effect on me, pain fading from my body, the burns and wounds inflicted by debris sealing so they no longer bled. -----Unfortunately, the medical jounin Doki had left before I had the chance to heal her, but I still had to help Wanryoku as well as anyone else still in the area. Such as the Raikage who was evidently still in the area. We had to save everyone before the rest of the dojo collapse. Without much more thought, I ran back into smoldering debris, my limp gone, the sleeve of my jacket held over my face to help with the smoke. -----I arrived to where we had left Wanryoku holding the roof in time to see someone with a pair of horns ram into the massive slab, shattering it and freeing Wanryoku from his burden. She was struggling to help move him so I ran up to join them, sending another pulse of healing chakra out as I approached. "That should help." I looked up at the massive man who was clearly in a lot of pain. "You should get to safety. We'll search for anyone who's left." I looked at the girl, who seemed to be a genin as well, uncertainly. She still seemed to be in good condition. "Doki told someone else to look for the Raikage, which means she's here. We need to help find her."
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r y σ :: 両 0 0 α c :: 4 5 0 ┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄ c н α к r α • ρ σ σ ℓ :: 3 2 5 / 3 2 5 ѕ т α м ι η α • ρ σ σ ℓ :: 3 1 5 / 3 1 5 т r α η c є • ρ σ ι η т s :: 0 9 / 1 0 (-1) ┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄
кυηαι :: 15 sнυrιкєη :: 10 sєηвση :: 05 ┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄ тєcнηιqυєѕ υsє∂ • Zama no Chiyu [State of Healing] - While in this state, the Hakemoto becomes even more calm than normal. Abolishing all hatred, rage, and malice from their system in order to clear their minds. During this almost meditative state, his aches and pains seem to utterly fade, and he is able to release chakra surges in order to mend his or an ally's wounds.
┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄ αcтιvє αвιℓιтιєs • Zama no Chiyu [State of Healing] - While in this state, the Hakemoto becomes even more calm than normal. Abolishing all hatred, rage, and malice from their system in order to clear their minds. During this almost meditative state, his aches and pains seem to utterly fade, and he is able to release chakra surges in order to mend his or an ally's wounds.
pαssιvє αвιℓιтιєs
• Improved reflexes [Stage Three; Kiss of Flesh and Steel Mastery] • Improved reflexes [Stage Three; Tame Za Kyokudo Mastery] • Improved stability [Shunkan no Hagane: Solid Footing - C Rank] • Improved agility [Stage Three; Basai Bagua Mastery] • Improved mobility [Basai Bagua: Circle Walking - C Rank] • Improved strength [Stage Two; Tame Za Kyokudo Mastery] • Improved perception [Shunkan no Hagane: Sensory Information - B Rank]
• +60 Chakra/ +60 Stamina [Training] • 5 chakra or stamina refunded from bloodline techniques, +10 Chakra/ +10 Stamina [Thoroughbred Discipline] • -5 chakra and stamina to any complex Bukijutsu techniques [Personal Attribute] • D-rank Ninjutsu require no hand seals [Mystic Hero Discipline]
• 2 post reduction to Bukijutsu [Personal Attribute] • 1 post reduction to Bukijutsu [Class Reduction] • 1 post reduction to Bloodline [Class Reduction]
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