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Chisaki spent nearly an hour in deep thought before she put her kunai away. What she wanted to do wasn't the right answer. She had spent so long, forgetting about all what she knew to be true to start over. She had actually felt so happy until she entered the shop with Hitomi. Since when had she ever been so distrusting? All she knew was that she was stranded lost in her mind. She didn't want to return to the hell she knew of. She had abandoned it long ago. It was pointless to go back to it now that she saw the light. She liked the light. She loved to smile and laugh. To embrace the sweet rush of life was just enough to satisfy her soul. Material goods were junk to her. They were foul like her previous attitude at the shop. She was over that stage now. Reverting back to it was ridiculous. One thing she did know though was that she didn't want to hang around negative people anymore if they brought her down. "Now what should I do?" Chisaki thought as she let out a soft sigh. The day had been peculiarly long because of all the events that occurred. She didn't mind the length, she just didn't want the day to last forever for all things should come to an end at one point in time.

[Attack rolls and a Learn Check
Learn DC: 12]

Nikolai stood up, looking around him at the library. he looked down at the scroll he had been studying: Doton: Doroku Gaeshi. A useful jutsu if ever there was one. He committed it to memory, replacing the scroll. As he walked by his table, he pushed the chair in and made sure his area was clean before leaving the library, walking through the village towards the Abunai Canyon.

[[exit to canyon]]

(hey guys. starting from here, we have compleated 7 out of ten for this exercise. from here on out we will go in this order to keep things straight: Me, Ame, Houka, repeat. i will plug in our rolls into my little thing to keep track of rolls.)


Zanza ran from building to building, glideing gracefully from one to the next. He raced to where houka had started from and went north. He clicked on his radio. " Hey, where did ya'll go again? I feel like im running blind. I'm heading on north, just past the ichimorino ramen shop. am i heading the right way? " he asked before releaseing the talk button so he could hear the next message from his friends. The wait for responce didn't detour him though; he kept on running in the same direction, aiming for roof tops.

(if we pass the dc, im heading the right way. if not i haft to turn around)

(houka + ame + roll + mod)
+ + 6 + 7 = 13
DC: 30
7/10

Ryoko smiled as she saw the girl coming. Again, it took a bit of concentration to not go right into a counter attack. She was so use to being onslaughted by her brothers when she trained that she was so use to fighting back but she had to get her mind properly fixated to remember that this was for a far more useful idea and detail rather than causing pure pain and suffering. She knew that as a true martial artist and a Taijutsu user if she only stuck to one form. At least, that's how she felt. To learn only one style was fine but it left too much open if your opponent was, say, trained in an opposing style then you were simply screwed beyond all belief. She felt this was the best way of training for anyone. To learn as much as you can and strip away what you aren't good with and make something all your own. In her mind, everyone should be the creator of their own martial art style.

Slipping back, she deflected the attacks as required by the described attack. She was still a little off on how this should exactly work but she knew she was getting the general idea of it. Her father had concocted this damn style in his youth so she knew that it was something she could easily do with enough focus. Her father, knowing him, had already installed slight steps in her and she just had to find them.

It was early morning in Iwagakure. Raisuke had woken this early due to the village becoming festive for the holidays. His mother had told him about the activities going on and he figured he needed to check it out. Training and missions were important indeed, but this was a time to let go and enjoy ones self. Maybe he would even seen his team mates out and about. As he was walking through the village he came up on a stall, that had a game set up.

"This just looks like target practice.." There were kunai sitting on the table. He would look over to the stockings, picking up three kunai. One at a time he would chuck them toward the strings that happened to be holding up the stockings. The first kunai would slice the edge of the string, but a few threads still held in tact. The second one was dead on, causing the stocking to fall to the ground. Then the third was low enough that it hit the actual stalking. The stocking would just swing back and forth with a kunai sticking out of it.

1d20(5)+AttackRange(8 )=10x1/2level(2) Miss
1d20(19)+AttackRange(8 )=10x1/2level(2) Hit
1d20(1)+AttackRange(8 )=10x1/2level(2) [Automiss]

Santa's Bag

Alright, you have stockings hanging from varied lengths of string, at varying distances, on a ceiling-like platform. The goal is to cut the string holding the stocking and whatever is inside the sticking you get to keep.
DC: 1d20+ attack ranged= 10x1/2 level(rounded up)
Tries: 3/3
Special: Can play once every two RL hours
To get prize: Roll 1d20(per successful hit), 1& 20 gives you 5 Shuriken, 1 kunai, 1 soldier pill, and 10 XP. Odd numbers below 10 give you 3 Senbon, 1 soldier pill, and 5 XP, odd numbers avove 10 give you 3 paper boms, 1 soldier pill, and 2 XP. All even numbers (except that 20) give you candy. Each piece of candy heals 10 HP.

The next thing that Raisuke would see was a booth set up for making some sort of food. He would sit down and start to read the sheet of paper that had instructions of what was to be done here. It was apparently for making cookies. So he was about to make something warm to eat. Which would be nice seeing as how cool it was out. But he noticed that this was the wrong place for that, this is where the candy was being made. So he would get up and walk to where the old lady's kitchen was. Her shop.. he had never been there before. He hadn't spent much money in this village unfortunately. But he would find it after not much time. He walked in and smiled at the woman.

He would round up the proper ingredients and start to pour them into a big bowl. Mixing into them with his hands, the dough would stick to him. But he could continue to work at it. Making the dough into balls and then flattening them out on a cookie sheet. He would slide the pans into the oven.