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LV. 1
Experience: 99/100
Hp: 5
Cp: 1
MHp: 10

Well fine Hosho had learned them, and should be able to show them just fine, but then he had a brain fart... Doing his best to reconstruct them from memory Hosho performed them. "This isn't fair, I've already done these, but I'm not exactly used to them yet..." Hosho said, his eyes daggers as he failed to do the seals.

Roll formula: 1d20 + INT =
DC: 10 + INT (0) = 10

(This isn't fair, Hosho really has already done the training :/ )

Hp: 30/30
Cp: 18/18
MHp: 30/30
Ten'nyo had heard the Teishin boy claim to know that he had learned all of twelve of the hand seals earlier. She had thought to make a joke comparing his axe throwing skill to that of his hand seals but had been to preoccupied with her own training. Now as he failed to demonstrate the twelve hand seals for their sensee she felt a sense of sorrow for him. Perhaps he only wished to prove himself and his boastfulness was a ploy to cover his lack of self esteem. Obviously Ten'nyo's thoughts on the matter were the much simpler ones of an eleven year old. "Don't worry Hosho, if you've spent time studying the hand seals before then you'll be able to get them quickly."

(+1 to Hosho's next roll)

Miyako Chōzō

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TAHp: 9/9
TACp: 5/5
TIMHp: 9/9
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Miyako chimed into the academy at a bad time. Not only was she late, but it seemed the sensei was already in a bad mood. It made her feel even worse for her tardiness. If she hadn't been so clumsy and dropped her stuff on the way here after rushing from her home because she was too involved in a book she was reading. She didn't even have time to change the wrapping on her arms after spilling a glass of juice on one. At least it was better than milk, though she may attract the attention of fruit flies. At least her shorts and tee were clean enough, and she couldn't forget her hat either.

She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear before walking further into the classroom. Her voice was soft, but loud enough to hear, "Um... sorry sensei for being late... It won't happen again, I promise..." She wished she had her cloak on, or anything to hide her face at that point. It was as if the entire room was looking at her and judging her. She would give anything to hide herself in a book or a workshop. Maybe the book she was reading at home had a concoction of herbs she could give the teacher to make her fall asleep and forget the day even happened, but the problem would be finding the herbs and that just seemed like too much work for something so paltry. She didn't even stand very long and found a seat, though it wasn't much help in hiding her and she feared the worse... not to mention the staff she was carrying put many possible outcomes into her head.

Miyako Chōzō

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TAHp: 9/9
TACp: 5/5
TIMHp: 9/9
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Miyako gave a short squeak as the scroll was hurled her way. Was the sensei insane?! She didn't just throw the book, she threw it at her with intense speed! Luckily she ducked out of the way to avoid getting a scroll to the face. She stood up and walked over to the scroll, which had bounced a few feet away. She picked it up and walked back to her seat. "Yes sensei," she said, barely audible. She looked at the first handseal and was utterly confused on how it worked. My fingers are everywhere... this may take a while. She sighed and looked closely at the handseals. She was intelligent enough to figure it out if she studied it a little.

Bird: Tori
Boar: I
Dog: Inu
Dragon: Tatsu
Hare: Usagi
Horse: Uma
Ox: Ushi
Monkey: Saru
Ram: Hitsuji
Rat: Ne
Snake: Hebi
Tiger: Tora

1d20 + int mod(0) = 1 Epic Failure!
0/5

Miyako Chōzō

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TAHp: 9/9
TACp: 5/5
TIMHp: 9/9
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she gave a sigh of exhaustion after looking at the handseal. She swore her eyes were pulsing from looking at it too long. She could close her eyes and still see the outline of it. She took her time making the handseal, watching each finger and matching it before moving to the next finger. She held up the completed handseal to the picture and it was perfect. She released her hands and put them back together making sure she had it. It took a little bit, but she got it right.

Miyako moved a strand from her face that fell during her intense staring contest with the scroll. She looked at the next handseal, Boar, intently for a few moments and then did the same as before. This one seemed to be a lot easier than the last one and she made it with ease. she had two of them down and ten more to go. She didn't think it would be so bad after gwtting these two finished, but some looked pretty complex which she wasn't looking forward to. I will have to analyze them carefully...

Bird: Tori
Boar: I
Dog: Inu
Dragon: Tatsu
Hare: Usagi
Horse: Uma
Ox: Ushi
Monkey: Saru
Ram: Hitsuji
Rat: Ne
Snake: Hebi
Tiger: Tora

1d20 + int mod(0) = 13
1/5

Jin sprinted for the academy, his footsteps echoing in the vast caves. Without even turning his head to appreciate their beauty he passed the crystals of hope. His hair was normally a mess, and today it was even more so. In a rare bout of clumsiness, the usually dedicated student had slept in. Once he had passed them he didn't slow down, arriving just in time to hear the sensei proclaim her hatred for tardiness.

Finally the boy stopped. He stood in the entrance, his fear-stricken mind considering fleeing. His mother had already punished him, and now it would seem the teacher would be no more forgiving. After a few moments of panting he recovered his composure, and approached. "Please forgive me," he spoke in a humble, yet confident tone. "I'm late as well." Jin bowed his head, grovelling before Chiyaki. The motion had revealed that his hair was rather wet. "My name is Marutobi Jin," he continued, still facing the floor.

The tardy student looked up in time to watch as the scroll whizzed through the air, barely missing his face and skidding across the floor behind him. Jin began to narrow his eyes at the irate instructor, but quickly stopped himself and grinned instead. "Thank you for being so understanding, ma'am," he managed to say without a hint of sarcasm. The smile faded as soon as he turned to retrieve his scroll. With scroll in hand the boy moved a little farther away from Chiyaki. The best way to avoid annoying her any more, he had concluded, would be to avoid her for now.

Jin leaned toward his classmate to better hear her whisper. He kept a wary eye on the teacher, uncertain of how she would react if she caught him conversing without even attempting his assignment. Marutobi whispered back, turning to smile at his classmate. "Nice to meet you. My name is Jin." He paused for a moment, pretending to read his scroll. "Our sensei seems to get upset rather easily, don't you think?" the boy said a bit louder now, already forgetting the benefit of caution.

Hand seals weren't completely unfamiliar to the student, though he had never tried them. A small frown formed on his face, as the boy was less than enthusiastic about starting with this lesson. One didn't need hand seals to swing a sword. Regardless, jutsu is an indispensable tool for any shinobi, so he would have to learn them. Due to his ineptitude, Jin decided to start with one that seemed easy. The snake was beyond simple. All he had to do was put his palms together, fingers interlocked, and his chakra stirred. Doubt was replaced with confidence; he had gotten it in his first try. Next he tried the monkey seal, and once again found success with ease.

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Bird: Tori
Boar: I
Dog: Inu
Dragon: Tatsu
Hare: U
Horse: Uma
Ox: Ushi
Monkey: Saru
Ram: Hitsuji
Rat: Ne
Snake: Mi
Tiger: Tora

17 + int mod (-1)
DC: 10
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