Yuiitsu watched the other two boys quickly advance through their own training. Tenko seemed to be halfway down and it appeared that Yun had just finished his Handseals. Yuiitsu knew that soon the little people would overtake him and surpass him. "NEVER!" He yelled out, not meaning to actually verbalize his thought. "Ahem I mean... Uhh... Good job you two. Keep up the good work and thanks for the encouragement." He focused on his father like before and made the handseals quickly. He felt a charge race through him when he finished the handseals. 'This is it! I've got it this time!' He thought to himself. "Henge no jutsu!" He announced loudly before a puff of smoke overtook him. He felt the chakra move across his skin and alter his look here and there until he was a near perfect replica of his father. He looked in the window and saw his reflection. The only thing that was different between the two of them was that his father had some stubble this morning before Yuiitsu left for school.
Yuiitsu couldn't believe he had forgotten facial hair. He didn't have any yet but that still wasn't an excuse to forget about something so basic! He silently berated himself. He couldn't stop now though otherwise the other kids would quickly catch up. . . Well not Tenko. He was more worried about catching up to Tenko and not falling behind Yun. He was feeling slightly weak from running low on chakra. He pushed on anyways feeling good about it. He took a deep breath as he made the handseals and let his chakra build during that time. When he finished the handseals he felt a sudden burst in his chakra as if it was already trying to break out. "Henge no jutsu!" He said as he focused on the details of his father and remembering to add facial hair this time. He was once again covered in a cloud of smoke as his features changed into that of his father perfectly. He couldn't help but smile as he looked in the window. "That's one jutsu down! Only about a thousand more to go... Crud." He fell back into his chair as he felt completely drained. He wished he was more capable of using his chakra like Tenko. He stared at the boy while he watched him mold his chakra. 'So that's what I have to do huh?... Be nice Yui, be nice.' He smiled as he offered the other boys praises. "Good job Yun-kun and keep up the good work or I'll leave YOU in my dust!" He laughed actually realizing that he enjoyed competition. He turned towards Tenko and said. "Don't get too lazy and fall behind or we'll catch up to you in no time!"
Henge no Jutsu (Transformation Technique) The user utilizes the sheep hand seal or the tiger hand seal and concentrates their chakra to assume the appearance of another person, an animal, or even any object. This is one of the required basic jutsu taught at the Ninja Training: 1 stage. Stage I: Chakra Control DC 10 Gather your chakra and cover yourself with a thin layer of it. Mold the layer of chakra to assume the appearance of anything you choose. Dc: 10+ 2 (added difficulty) Roll: 20 + (help bonuses) 2= 22 Completed:10/10 Total: 19
(+1 to Tenko and Yun's rolls.) (lmao damn i got lucky!)
Dai the fang rolled 3 20-sided dice:
16, 11, 18Total: 45 (3-60)
Yuiitsu laid sprawled out in his chair as he fumbled for his string once more. He grabbed a few of the ones that had weak knots and just fell apart. He could always just reuse them until he had made actual knots that held. He nodded in agreement to himself. He set them down on his stomach and made a pile. He grabbed one at random and started with that. He started to work the string in a knot he remembered his dad had taught him. He wasn't the greatest at fancy knots but now was a good time to work on it. He started to loop the string together before he pulled the two ends, tightening the string so it folded onto itself and held secure. He stared at the string, amazed he had been actually able to do it like his father had taught him.
He set that string down in pile with the other two. It was a small pile for how many tries he had already attempted. It was about fifty fifty. He needed to do a single knot and stick too it. Not trying to do all these different knots hoping one would work. He choose to keep using his fathers knot as he looked at the string in front of him. He slowly worked his fingers the best he could and looped the ends together like he had before. . . Or so he thought. When he went to tug on the knot to close the ends and make it an actual know, it slipped apart and became just one straight string again. 'How does that even happen?!' He thought to himself as he tried to look the string over but it was just a normal, no-knot-anywhere string.
He scratched his head as he began to think of the possible things he might have done wrong. He kept the string in his left hand as he stretched, slowly feeling better. He looked at the last successful string he had done and tried to remember how he had did it and where he could have messed up. Once he found what he thought was the source of his last problem he gave it another go. His fingers moving a little more familiarly as he looped the string into place. He smiled as he pulled the two ends like before and sealed the knot. His smile grew as he focused on his string, impressed with his own knot making skills.
The thrill of fulfilling his first assignment has Yun ecstatic. Though he pegs himself as reserved and being hard to read, it's written all over his face. To have taken even one of the first steps of shinobi gives Yun hope that his ultimate goal can be reached. His smile lessens but does not fade as he ponders taking his next step. 'Chakra control.' The Fubuki of Kiri have renown chakra control, necessary for their unique chakra type. With any luck, his lineage will assist him. Yun closes his eyes, and visualizes the feeling he'd experienced with learning the handseals. Envisioning it circling his left index finger, flowing evenly and in a fluid motion. The familiar feeling floods his hand, lowering the temperature of his finger only by a few degrees. "Well, at least I'll know when I've done it correctly" [ roll 9 + 1 + 4 = 14 pass ]
"This doesn't seem to be that difficult Tenko, I'm sure you'll have no problem with it at your level. Making my competition Yuiitsu for this exercise", Yun smiles deviously at the other boys and returns to his own world. 'This time around I'll attempt two fingers.' Closing his eyes, Yun tries to envision just as he had the last time. Smooth and winding energy encasing his extremities. For a few moments he tries, even tried to tense in an attempt to force out the chakra to no avail. He felt no rush of power, or drop in temperature. Yun let out a sigh, perhapts he shouldn't have been so hasty. Eyeing Tenko, he seems to be having no problem with this regimen. 'I just have to excell' [ roll 6 + 4 = 10 fail ] ( +1 to Tenko & Yuiitsu. as well as -1 cp )
Yun sat and pondered, watched his classmate as Tenko seemed to whiz past him. 'What's he doing that I'm not?' After just a few seconds, he noticed Tenko's excessive breathing. He couldn't possibly winded, not this early. Then, it dawned on the young Fubuki. Yun closed his eyes and focused on breathing. Not only did his chakra focus smoothly, but vibes in and out with your breath. Chakra being a life force within the body, it only makes sense that breath effects it. Evening out his breathing pattern, Yun is able to envision chakra flowing. 'Now the hard part. The boy draws his flowing chakra from only around his body towards his left hand. Encompassing only a fingertip in the begining, and flowing outwards. Feeling a slight tingling sensation in his finger, Yun knew he'd executed the exercise. [ roll 13 + 4 = 17 pass ]
From his standing position, Yun shrunk down only his knee's. While envisioning chakra's flow around the body, perhaps it would be easier if he where smaller? Now kneeling, Yun attempted the previous technique, focusing on his breathing. Slow and steady breaths, how it correlates with the flow of his chakra within his body. Expanding and growing with every inhale of air. Visualizing and releasing chakra is child's play, focusing and guiding it is where it becomes difficult. Mid exhale, Yun attempts to relocate the chakra he's drawn out towards his left digit. Nothing changes, he can still feel it vibe in and out with breath but not rush and bend to his will. The Fubuki lets a sigh escape him and with it, his focused chakra fades. 'Timing is key.. [ roll = 2 + 4 = 6 fail ] ( -1 cp )
Yun Hp: 10 Mhp: 10 Cp: 9 - 2 = 7
Chakra Control Focus the chakra to your hands and practice molding the chakra. Roll: 1d20 + 4 DC: 14 Successes: 2/10
Yun doesn't even open his eyes once he looses grip on his chakra. It was so close, he nearly had it. The young Fubuki dives right back in. Slow and steady breathes flow in and out of the child, his mind focused and on point. Yun begins to draw his chakra to his fingertip as he takes air into his lungs. Slowly is glides down his arm, from his wrist and focusing on his index finger. Touching his index and middle fingers together, Yun is able to feel the difference in temperature between the two. Opening his eyes and grinning wide. Chakra control, a staple in any shinobi's skill set, is coming to fruition. [ roll = 11 + 4 = 15 pass ]
It is said that through Fubuki jutsu, one is able to locate others by simple expanding your own chakra. That you become so in tune with your chakra and its temperature, that warmer vessels are clearly targeted. This jutsu, passed down by members of the Fubuki clan is out of Yun's grasp at the place in time but is his birthright. He will be able to master such a technique. His face shifts, it is obvious the child is lost in thought. "Just maybe," he whispers. Closing his eyes, making visualization easier, Yun can see his chakra flowing. If he is able to feel Fubuki chakra's effects even by touch, perhaps he can force it all around him? As he see's chakra flow around his body, the boy attempts to push it away from himself. In turn, changing the temperature if only around his immediate person. Yun focuses, brows furrowing, as he pushes but nothing happens. No exertion of chakra short of his focus. [ roll = 9 + 4 = 13 fail ] ( -1 cp )
Yun lets out a small grunt. He can do this! Even without previous training, Yun in confident in his abilities. Uncle Tio, in his seeming infinite wisdom, has passed to his nephew an iron will. "Those who never try always fail.", he says to himself. This time with his eyes open Yun focuses on his breathing. Seeing his chakra flow around him, if only in his imagination. As he inhales a deep breath, Yun focuses his chakra out of his being. Albeit maybe only an inch or so outside of his body, Yun is ecstatic. He smiles and brings his hands to his face. Feeling the rush of cool hands over his warm face. Only solidifies that the young Fubuki is headed in the correct direction. [ roll 19 + 4 = 24 pass ]
Yun's breathing is uneven, from only that display of chakra. Forming it around his body as compared to only on his hands is a bit more strenuous. But Yun is no quitter. He'll truck on though the exercise until he's completely tapped of chakra. With his last success, the boy believes its time to be cocky. Instead of focusing on his breathing as normal, Yun simply attempts to draw chakra to his hand. Focusing on his hand, tensing the muscles within it to somehow draw it out. After a few moments, there is no change. No tingle, or feeling of lowering temperature. Yun looks down at the floor he's kneeling on. 'There is no need to be discouraged, even the best must practice. That is all it is. Exhaling heavily, and shaking himself off. Yun readies himself for another go around. [ roll = 8 + 4 = 12 fail ]
-don't forget your +1 bonus rolls guys smile
Yun Hp: 10 Mhp: 10 Cp: 7 - 2 = 5
Chakra Control Focus the chakra to your hands and practice molding the chakra. Roll: 1d20 + 4 DC: 14 Successes: 4/10
Yun refused to make the same mistake twice. He knew better, rushing in before all the cards are on the table is a dangerous tactic and is reserved for those without thinking capacity. Yun grinned,'Sounding more and more like an elder every day. The child closes his eyes and sees himself, the fire burning in his belly. His life force, that of all shinobi. It pulsates with his heartbeat, with his breath. Yun lulls it to the surface. It's power flows seamlessly. Once it has come out to the surface, he guides it, pulls it through his forearm and it pools in his palm. Feeling his chakra's cooling effect, Yun rubs his fingertips in to his palm. Imagining what it would feel like, its consistency. Is it temperamental to touch? Opening his eyes, Yun looks at his hand and see's nothing. Though the menthol like tingle is still in his hand. The grin never left his face. [ roll = 11 + 4 = 15 pass ]
Pulling at the chakra that's pooled at his hand, it follows his unspoken command. Retreating from his now cool palm back into his body. Once it's reentered him, Yun feels his left palm to his face again, still cool. He smirks for only a second. Switching his focus from his left hand to the right. He wishes to be able to continue this exercise with both hands, but it is not safe. The black, metal bands encompassing his wrist and forearm keep him safe. They are placed on his arm to stop his Fubuki chakra from interfering with his heart. Yun shakes his head, he must focus. After his breathing becomes regular, he is able to bring his chakra to the surface. Wanting to feel the same pull, he does his best to guide it out from his core to materialize into his hand. He's gathered that if it does not happen immediately, its unlikely to happen. [ roll = 9 + 4 = 13 fail ] ( -1 cp )
Yun doubles over on himself. Arms out on the ground in front of him. He gazes at the bands on his wrist. Turning up his nose and rolling his eyes at them, oh how they are uncomfortable. 'I know they are necessary but the bands are so uncomfortable. Hindering the most simple of tasks. Honestly, he may not be alive without them. Somewhere on the road to victory they will be removed. Once he is able to control his chakra.. Sitting up straight but dropping down further now, onto his bottom. Yun makes another attempt. Foreseeing his chakra pulsate and flow through him, travel up his from his torso through his fail arm and to his hand. This time, onto his fingertips. This time is different than before, stronger somehow? His chakra changes from a strange tingling or prickling feeling to one that shortly turns to numbness. Yun's eyes open wider that saucers. He instantly releases the chakra to flow back into him. Fubuki chakra is nothing to trifle with. [ roll = 17 + 4 = 21 pass ]
Yun shakes his left hand to recirculate his blood into his fingertips. 'That was so strange..' The boy inspects his hands to be sure nothing has changed, their size, shape, color. Once he's satisfied, Yun readies himself for another go around. Eyes closed, he sees his chakra flow, though not the typical blue he's been told it shows, but more of an aqua or maybe sky blue. Imagining his Fubuki clansmen's special chakra, with a specific purpose and special capabilities. As he exhales Yun's chakra drifts across his skin, up towards his hand and then stops abruptly. No longer pooling into his hand, but stopping at the wrist. The boy sighs, self-sabotage. Risking hurting himself, Yun stops his chakra from coming to its full potential in his hand. It dissipates on his wrist. [ roll = 7 + 4 = 11 fail ] ( -1 cp )
Yun Hp: 10 Mhp: 10 Cp: 5 - 2 = 3
Chakra Control Focus the chakra to your hands and practice molding the chakra. Roll: 1d20 + 4 DC: 14 Successes: 6/10
'Come on Yun, you can do this..', Yun coaches himself. The boy seated still on the ground, face drooping down in disapproval. The young boy now know's exactly why his clansmen have such a strong hold on their chakra. If a Fubuki isn't cautious, and is frivolous with chakra use, they can possibly permanently injure themselves. That being the reason for the metal bands that adorn his wrist. They suppress Fubuki chakra from damaging internal organs with its special qualities. Yun eyes them, twisting them around his wrist. Oh how he wishes to be rid of them. To not have it painstakingly obvious he is below the Fubuki average. To strive for excellence, no holds bar, an unspoken ideal that is drilled into every generation of Yun's Fubuki clansmen. Contentiously or otherwise, the young boy carries the same torch. One that will not be extinguished by academy exercises. ( +1 cp )
"I can do this, I must do this", Yun says to himself in a hushed voice. Shaking himself out, loosening his ever tensing muscles. Yun closes his eyes and evens out his breathing. Once his nerves as well as his breathing has evened out, Yun begins. Picturing himself surrounded by chakra, it circulates his body and grows in intensity. As it grows, Yun slowly attempts to guide it to his arm. Over his shoulder, past his bicep and elbow. 'I can do this. The chakra flows steadily until it finally dissipates right above his wrist. Yun opens his eyes and sigh leaves his lips. Self preservation is one hell of a reflex. His mind is actively not allowing his chakra to manifest. What a catch-22. The only way to ensure Yun's Fubuki chakra won't hurt him is to exercise chakra control. A small grin appears as he shakes his head. [ roll = 6 + 4 = 10 fail ] ( -1 cp )
If only Uncle Tio could see him now. Attitude, though reserved, usually upbeat and optimistic. So down on himself, and for such a simple task. "This will simply not do, my newphew", Yun can hear his uncle now. "No clansmen of mine is defeated so easily. Should this be the end of your rope Yun, you should simply pack your bags and begin your search now" Yun shakes his head, there's no way he would disappoint Uncle Tio. After everything he's done to keep his safe, fed, and happy. The parent he's never had.. Head down now, Yun is disappointed in himself. Not because of his misfortune with the training regime, but because it was so easy to become discouraged. 'I will be great, I have to. With faith restored, the child closes his eyes and concentrates. Coaxing his chakra from its dormant state within his body to fully realized in his hand. [ roll = 13 + 4 = 17 pass ]
Yun's smile is ear to ear when the familiar tingling sensation engulfs his left hand. Though a simple parlor trick to some shinobi, Yun is slowly maneuvering his way on the stepping stones of the ninja lifestyle. Even the most basic of tasks require practice, and time for expertise to flourish. Kirigakure itself wasn't built in a day. As true as that maybe, his elders always tell younger generations that life is short. 'There's no time to waste' Once he has become focused, Yun begins to feel his chakra, no longer envisioning it he was before. Feeling it tingle and p***k as he focuses it, though not guiding. Before he can reverse its effects, chakra begins to drift down his right arm. Yun is anxious, he understands his chakra and its potentially brutal effects. As it drifts, he becomes more and more worried. Thankfully, once his chakra reaches the metal bands, it gradually dissipates. [ roll = 5 + 4 = 9 fail ] ( - 1 cp )
Yun pants as he is still seated on the academy floor. 'Now might be a good time for a break.. Uncrossing his legs and using them to stand up. His legs wobbly once he is fully erect The young Fubuki is feeling just a bit drained. Perhaps he should slow down, but one doesn't improve by quitting as the going gets tough. Breath ragged as he slowly mossies around the classroom hoping to steady his nerves. 'Over doing it is not the best idea. I'll just take a quick break'. Yun looks over the other boys, Yuiistu tying knots and Tenko working on the same chakra control assignment. Both of his classmates are beyond him in their training. Yun aspires to be at their level, if not surpass them at the risk of sounding envious or prideful. With dreams as large as his own, Yun would be a fool not to strive for the best. Not fulfilling his goal is not an option to the young boy. ( +1 cp )
Uncle Tio, his care taker, his guardian, will always and forever be just that; his uncle.. As much as Yun tries to cover it up, or pretend, he longs for his parents. If only to meet them, know what type of people they are, or at worst mourn them. The child feels greedy even wishing for such a thing, but curiosity is only natural. Now leaning upon on of the many desks decorating the classroom, Yun looks up with his eyes closed. He's seen his face, those of his Fubuki clansmen. The child wonders what his parents look like. He and Uncle Tio have some similar features, their angular bone structure and small features. Though some are different, Yun's eyes are somewhat large and doughy, compared to Uncle Tio's small and squinty. Those he imagines came from his mother. A sly smile comes across his face. 'I must find them, I simply have to.. ( +1 cp )
Feeling just a bit more together than he had before, Yun wanders back to his original space. Feeling equal parts optimistic and sorrowful, but there is no time for that now. He has work to do. 'Uncle Tio did not raise a quitter'. Yun's smile returns only briefly. Taking a seat and crossing his legs, the boy thinks back. His last attempt hadn't worked because the chakra lacked guidance. He'd simply tried to manifest it in any way possible rather than bend it to his will. Brows furrowed, the Fubuki nods. At least with a game plan success is eminent. Not that he has an option for failure.. Strategy and tactic are constantly in the forefront of Yun's mind. Other children his age are not always conscious of cause and effect. Once again, at the risk of sounding arrogant. Yun prides himself on at least attempting to be a step ahead. Thinking before acting is the sign of a true shinobi. ( +1 cp )
"Okay, back to it." Yun closes his eyes and focuses. Searches within himself for the ever growing sea of chakra. It flows from his center outward, circling his nervous and circulatory systems. Once he balances himself and is in-tune with the chakras natural flow, Yun disrupts it. Forcing it to flow it in the opposite direction. The boy feels his handle is firm as he guides it through his body through a whole circulation. As it approaches its starting point, Yun attempts to bring it to the surface. Chakra still flowing but no longer bending to his will. So close to his hand, it recedes. Feeling strange within his body as it changes direction of its own accord. Yun lets a sigh escape him. Perhaps he was too involved? 'Chakra is a life force, one that lives in every living organism. It can not be forced, maybe manipulated, but not forced.' ( - 1 cp )
Chakra Control Focus the chakra to your hands and practice molding the chakra. Roll: 1d20 + 4 DC: 14 Successes: 7/10
Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 6:23 pm
Note: For help/hurts, it only applies to the next roll. Of course, they don't stack, so you can keep giving +/-1s for your classmates to apply to their next rolls and so on. Also, please try not to leave blank posts! Finally, sorry for not posting for like 2 days lol.
Andou was enthralled by the exploits of Samurai Sam (short for "Osamu") for the next couple of minutes. Or, at least, he had intended it to be the next couple of minutes... but Osamu's adventures were so exciting, and the cliffhangers so unbearable, that Andou found himself turning page after page after page. It was only when he reached the end of the issue, the last page - What? You mean there are no more pages? No more for the next month?!?! - that he realised: wow, he really should've been paying more attention to his class.
For better or for worse, though, there was one thing for sure: The students he had to hover around like a bumblebee were usually the ones that didn't end up getting far. Just look at the poster child of this example, Hoshigaki Hiru. Andou didn't know what the hell he was getting up to now, but the seeming 24 hours of training per day back when he'd been a student had paid off. That kid had surpassed his level years ago. He supposed that the years spent in exile didn't help.
He took a moment to figure out just how far along each of the kids were. While two of the students were already done with their assignments, and were already doing extra credit trainings, Huji was still working at it. Well, there was no rush. He would give them half an hour until lunch.
Getting up, Andou ambled towards his students. "Huji, pay attention not only to how your chakra comes out, but also to the changes in your body. Becoming attuned to this will make you more sensitive not only to your own body but also to others. It'll help when you're trying to heal other people and have to work with and not against their chakra systems.
"Hope you were paying attention to that, Chishio. Nice knots you have there. It's always useful to have a backup just in case you run out of chakra. No bond is stronger than that achieved with a rope." Andou knew nothing about tying knots, but hopefully that quote (that he had lifted from Samurai Sam, ssshh) had been inspiring or something.
Now... For Fubuki, it would be a bit more difficult. Andou was no stranger to the limiters the children of the clan used. He'd taught the princess and her bodyguard a few years ago, after all. But as an outsider, his understanding of how it worked was still limited.
"Why don't you try not trying so hard to relax, Fubuki. No need to give your body even more of a reason to hold back."
Yun looked up at Andou-Sensei as he spoke. 'Perhaps he's right, I can't train anything if I'm immobile.' Slouching into a more relaxed position if only for a minute. "Thank you for the advice Andou-Sensei," Yun say's with a nod. "I will take a short break, but too much downtime hinders progress. At least that is what my uncle preaches." Feeling more confident with his control than before even starting the training. Yun hopes to make recognizable strides with every training session. After a micro-break, the boy fixes his posture to resume. Rest is for the dead.
Revision, a basic part of any strategy or forethought. 'My last attempt did not go all that well.. I can not force my chakra to behave and abandon its core characteristics. Not yet at least.' Yun stroked his non-existing chin hair, a mannerism he undoubted picked up from Uncle Tio. 'I know better, I know I can do this. Yun readied himself for another go around, focusing on his breath as well as his flow of chakra. Once he analyzed its flow, he weaved the chakra though its natural current. As it became closer to his left hand, Yun pushed it up and into his hand. Manipulating it to pool in his palm as he'd done before. A grin grew across his face. 'Now this is progression.' His hand growing cooler, Yun is becoming accustom to the change in temperature his chakra brings. [ roll = 7 + 4 = 11 + 4 = 15 pass ]
Closing his eyes, Yun saw how his chakra would grow and pool into his hand. Escaping one port and entering another back into its circulation. What would happen if it happened in two separate places? The young boy thought about another place he could have chakra escape. His right hand, or anywhere on his right side being just a bit too close for comfort.. Thinking for a few moments the boy began to bite at his lower lip. Realizing he's mutilating himself just a bit, it clicks in his mind. His mouth! While allowing chakra to exit and reenter his hand, Yun next focused on pooling it in his diaphragm. As it builds, he hopes his route ends though his mouth sweatdrop While the cooling sensation going in his lungs, now seemed to be the time. With a huff, Yun pushes the stored chakra out through his mouth. Little happened, there was no visible difference in the air. But the menthol like feeling came up through his throat and cooled his lips. Yun smiled as his lips tingled. [ roll = 12 + 4 = 16 pass ]
To no surprise, Yun wasn't exactly able to keep the flow of chakra stead in his hand as well as expel it from his mouth. Though the Fubuki was very pleased with his success thus far. He proved to himself that a solid action plan and more importantly, determination, can help accomplish goals. A small smile crept up onto Yun's face. 'One more go around.' Still elated, the boy closes his eyes. Imagining himself not now, but in the future. Taller, more built, adorning a kirigakure headband, as well as a detailed mask. Signifying him as a high ranking shinobi within the village. As Yun imagines, he is able to bend and weave his chakra at will with no thought. Instantly it wells into his palm to be used for something amazing. The boys smile widens as he's brought back to reality by a tingling sensation growing in power in his palm. [ roll = 16 + 4 = 20 pass ] ( woot! i'm done!! : 3 )
Yun Hp: 10 Mhp: 10 Cp: 3
Chakra Control Focus the chakra to your hands and practice molding the chakra. Roll: 1d20 + 4 DC: 14 Successes: 10/10
Feeling satisfied about his chakra control training today, Yun stands. Eyeing the other boys in the room, an uneasy feeling settles in the young Fubuki's stomach. 'It's common knowledge that academy students spar at some point within the academy.' Sizing up the others, Yun realizes he has little to no chance to battle Tenko. Yuiitsu, though other than him, is closer in skill level. Face twisting for a moment, the boy decides to use downtime to his advantage. Leaving his spot, he walks across towards the door across the room. Going in, he sees the academies sparring area. 'Perfect'
Yun moseys just a bit away from the door, should he mess up his classmates need not see it. Once satisfied he's alone, Yun readies himself. Adjusting his stance, legs spread, hands open palm in a defensive stance. 'I'm ready'. Yun instantly throws his left hand out in front of him, followed by a swift strike from his right. Mimicking a dodge by twisting to the left with his torso. 'Now would be a perfect counter!' With a 180 spin of the body, Yun would once again lead with his left hand. There's no doubt that the boy looks strange, mimicking a play-fight with a phantom, but there is a severe lack of training dummies in the second classroom. He'll master Gamibuyou no Fubuki if they don't take him to the looney bin first! [ roll = 14 - 1 = 13 pass ]
The Fubuki style of taijustu consists of a flurry of strikes and sweeps. It does not focus on the power behind the strike; but their accuracy and number of blows landed. Yun continues to force his hands depicting true strikes. Sweeping both his arms as well as his legs to strike his invisible opponent. Stepping back as his sparring partner begins their onslaught. Bobbing and weaving, to avoid the strikes. Ever vigilant of an opening, a flaw in technique granting him an advantage. "Yah", Yun cries as his chance arises. Striking with his right hand on the upswing of a dodge. Perhaps the boy is a bit entranced with his 'spar' that he no longer fears his classmates popping in on him. [ roll = 18 - 1 = 17 pass ]
In a realistic situation, Yun would more than likely be avoiding attacks rather than throwing them. Someone his size, nimble and scrawny would be attacking from afar. But now is not the time for downplaying, he is at war! Striking as fast as possible, recoils can be a pain. With a right handed strike, and a turn to the same side to avoid a blow, Yun elbows himself in the stomach. The child winces at the friendly fire, taking just a second to cradle the wound in both hands. 'Taijustu is deadly to someone unpracticed in its arts.' Poking at the impact point, there is no after care necessary. It will doubtfully bruise. So he hopes. [ roll = 3 - 1 = 2 fail ]
'I must focus! Yun thinks as he readies himself to begin again. Drawing his left leg back just a bit to steady himself. This time allowing his opponent to begin their brawl. Yun bends, and twits as he attempts to not be hit. Sidesteps and blocks ensure Yun comes out still in fighting shape. Seeing a point to counter a strike, the young boy steps forward. Pushing the phantom back with a whirlwind of hopeful attacks. Going back and forth between offensive and defensive, so concentrated on the flow of battle Yun is unaware of his surroundings. Dodging a jab to the core, Yun jumps back. With a thud, the boy hits the wall of the empty classroom. Perhaps his partner will call that one a wash.. [ roll = 9 - 1 = 8 fail ]
Practice Gamibuyou no Fubuki Fubuki have a taijutsu style their very own. Yun must master it! DC: 1o Formula: d2o + Dex Mod ( - 1 ) o2/1o
Yun shakes his head to hopefully relieve the shock he felt after smacking up against the academy wall. Rubbing at his back which got the brunt of he impact. He'll be alright, 'I can't get beat up by inanimate objects.' The young boy's eyes narrow as he begins again. Assuming an offensive position, legs slightly spread and right hand above his head ready for his opening strike. Circling down for a sweep to the abdomen followed by an instant stiff arm by the left. Whipping around to dodge a blow to the face, Yun is able to counter with an elbow to the rib cage. Twisting at the hips, palm striking the enemies back with his right hand. Circling back to the left as to confuse and stay moving, Yun slips a leg in between his opponents, resulting in the phantom falling to the ground. With a smile, Yun circles his opponent, hands constantly moving. Part of Gamibuyou no Fubuki is its constant fluid movements. Those who practice are so dexterous, more often able to dodge or parry their opponents. [ roll = 13 - 1 = 12 pass ]
Yun must be able to master his clans style of taijutsu. Giving him an advantage, or so he's been taught, in hand to hand combat. Those fully realized in Gamibuyou no Fubuki are able to fuel their attacks with chakra to enhance their movement speed. This only furthers the dance like ascetic the form has. 'Focus!', Yun thinks to himself. Coming back the the moment he is still circling his 'attacker'. 'Fluid motions', he repeats to himself. Charging in to begin his offence, he fumbles. Yun trips, his stilted sandals force him to wobble and ultimately fall towards the ground. Barely is the young Fubuki able to catch himself before smashing his face on the ground. He instantly darts his eyes back to stare daggers at his shoes. "Never thought my own shoes would betray me like this." He lays for a short moment, more than ecstatic that his classmates hadn't witnessed his clumsiness. Staying that way for just a few moments, hiding his ever reddening face. [ roll = 6 - 1 = 5 fail ]
Bringing himself up Yun quickly runs to his sandals and punts them both angrily across the empty classroom. They hit the far wall with a clunk, that sound is accompanied by a shrill, pained noise that leaves the young boy. "Owwwwww!", he lets out shortly after. Quickly dropping back to the ground to inspect his foot. Yun cradles it and gives it a thorough go-over, counting the number of remaining digits Other than being red, which he expected, there is no farther damage. So much for being levelheaded. With a slight wince, Yun stands. His foot slightly numb, but that can't stop him. Yun once again assumes his practiced position. Left side of the body ahead of the right, a wide stance for balance. Yun begins to circle his opponent as he'd been taught. Striking first with his left followed by a swift swipe from the right. Whipping around to evade an attack, Yun is unable to stop. Opening his eyes, all he see's is his dark hair. Cringing as it rustles in his eyes and blinds him. He immediately stops to clear his vision. [ roll = 10 - 1 = 9 fail ]
Once his view is no longer obstructed by his mop of hair, Yun dives right into his practice. Beginning his onslaught with a sharp high kick, whirling around and giving a three jab combo to his phantom opponent. Slightly off balance from his whip around, his opponent spots his chance and takes it. Striking at the young boy with a hurried string of punches. Focusing on not getting hit, Yun backs up. The attacks carry on until Yun decides to take the leg up. Allowing an imaginary strike to land on his shoulder as he ducks, reciprocating with a jab to the kidney. A strike that has potential to deal real damage if executed correctly. Yun then attempts to tackle his opponent to the ground. Clearly sometime the young Fubuki had gotten quite serious as his tackle never landed and he simply toppled over to the ground for the second time in only a few minutes. Yun only huffs out his breath and smacks his face to the ground with a thud. [ roll = 2 - 1 = 1 fail ]
Practice Gamibuyou no Fubuki Fubuki have a taijutsu style their very own. Yun must master it! DC: 1o Formula: d2o + Dex Mod ( - 1 ) o3/1o
Dai the fang rolled 5 20-sided dice:
15, 1, 2, 17, 19Total: 54 (5-100)
Yuiitsu started with another string that he had failed with before. He looked at the others working and smiled a little more easily than before. "You can do it Yun-kun! Tenko don't give up!" He focused more intently on the string. He remembered what Yun had said in support for him. He smiled more as he started to nimbly working with the string. His fingers looping the string and twisting the end. His smile remained as tugged on the ends of the knots and was happily pleased when they tightened and remained knotted. He set the knotted rope with the others he had successfully tied. He then listened to what Andou-Sensei had said about ropes. (+1 to Yun's and Tenko's next roll)
Yuiitsu took another string that he had failed on previously. He straightened it before he started going to work on the loops and twists. He smiled even more remembering Andou-Sensei's advice again. 'Maybe Andou-Sensei isn't such a bad person.' He raised an eyebrow as he looked towards Andou-Sensei's direction. 'He still seem's odd to me though.' He tugged on the string and looked down. Before him was a tangled mess. That was NOT the knot he was trying to make. He pulled on one sides and the whole thing just fell apart. He sighed as he looked at his work. 'I probably got over confident.' He looked at Andou-Sensei and gave him a thumbs up. "You can do it Andou-Sensei!" His thumb still up in a symbolic "good job". (+1 to Andou's next roll? lol)
He put his thumb down and started to go back to work once more. He focused on the task at hand. He started to do the loops and twists but once again he looked how the others were doing. "You're doing great Tenko-kun. You can beat that training no problem. Yun-kun! Hurry up and learn that fighting style so maybe we can spar later once we're done. Or we could both team up against Tenko-kun over there." He said with a smile on his face. When he pulled the string tight he realized what he had done once again. He sighed as he looked down and was assured that he had once again failed. "Kuso..." He said under his breath as he started to pull at the edges. (+1 to Yun and Tenko's roll)
He finally found the string he needed to pull it all apart. He once again set himself to work against the diligence of this string that was proving a worthy foe. He began his tactical assault with a double sided pincer attack. He twisted and looped the string. The worthy foe had not bested him this time! He pulled both sides of the knot and tightened it. He smiled as he tugged on the string, happily watching it NOT fall apart. He cheered triumphantly at his success. He studied his string proudly for it had not been a failure this time. He had a permanent smile on his face that he couldn't get rid of. He might have looked odd to the others but he wasn't doing so well briefly so it was a major deal for him.
He stood up and stretched as he looked how the other two were doing. "Don't worry Yun-kun, you've got this in the bag!" He looked towards Tenko and watched him work with his chakra. He seemed pretty skilled at it. He spoke up towards the boy. "Good luck Tenko-kun, you can do it!" He grabbed a piece of string and started to work on it like he had with the one previously, the string and his fingers nimbly working together and twisting the string into the proper shape. He made a few loops with the string before pulling the string through and tugging on the end. He tested the string by pulling on the the area near the knot. Nothing was loosening so he smiled and set it down, his pride slowly growing after each successful attempt.
Tenko closed his eyes and sighed remembered the feeling of molding his chakra. He slowly opened his eyes and felt deep down for his chakra. He felt the light swirl of his chakra deep in his core. He tried to grasp it and drag it towards the surface. He tried the best he could, working with all his might to try and bring it to the surface to be used. When he realized it wouldn't work he just leaned back into his chair and sighed deeply. He wasn't doing as well as he should even though his classmates were cheering him on. He was too focus to really offer up any helpful words so he just kept his mind focused on the task he had been given.
He sighed as he stretched himself out. He prepared himself mentally as he remembered how Andou-Sensei's chakra was so visible and how large he could make it. He focused closely on his instincts as he reached down for his chakra once more. A slow current was just under his skin, flowing throughout his body as he started to focus to make try and focus it towards his hand. He thought he was able to slightly understand what Andou-Sensei was talking about. He knew chakra was a part of him and he could feel it slowly flowing around all of his body while, coating the inside of his arms and legs, his chest and head. It felt like life itself, which it was. Slowly he took all the chakra he felt and directed it towards his hand slowly pooling the chakra into his hand. The chakra slowly began to gain in size until he had to let it go, nearly slipping out of his hand.
Tenko let his chakra go and felt a sudden emptiness when the chakra had left into the air around him. He smirked and rolled his shoulders, preparing himself for his next attempt. He didn't want to let Andou-Sensei down. Plus he seemed like a "Do what I say or I'll kill you" kind of teacher. He was slightly afraid of his teacher but was happy he was on Kirigakure's side. He closed his eyes and focused. He tried to remember the feeling of what it felt like. He slowly was able to pull upon his chakra and start to direct it towards one of his hands. He felt the chakra starting to pool near his hand be he wasn't able to feel it focus it and form. He sighed and gave up his attempt. He just wasn't able to get it to manifest.
He knew he was good at controlling the chakra but molding the purest form of it was giving him some difficulties.
Kimiko Kaguya [Rolls in the next post, using the first five rolls from it here and the last five in the next.]
[11-1=10 Success] Kimiko entered the academy grounds. She had been told that the teacher was on leave and that she would be on her own for a bit as far as training goes, so she ran by the library before heading to the school grounds, intent on getting ahead of her classmates. She unrolled the scroll and began to read it aloud. "Part one, hand seals." She skimmed over the signs and the little bit of information provided, "Blahdy blahdy blah blah blah if you did it right you should be able to send chakra through it." She shrugged and said, "Easy enough." She put her hands together, palm to palm, then rotated one hand a hundred and eighty degrees, placing her thumbs between each of her pinky and ring fingers. Overall it felt awkward, but maybe it would come more naturally in time. It also didn't look like a monkey, but it made her feel like one, so she figured that was how they named it. She focused her chakra into the hand sign and felt it leak a bit, she figured thats what counted for a success around here.
[6-1=5 Fail] One down, eleven to go. It seemed like this was seriously below her level. Next up was bird, and after looking at the picture for a bit she really wanted to give the bird to whoever invented this thing. She held her palms together and curled down her ring fingers and index fingers down. A pain shot through her right wrist and she dropped her hands. "GOD DA-Fuuuu-Shhhh-ooooowwww." She held her wrist and massaged it as the pain quickly faded. "Why couldn't they make these things comfortable to use instead of making them cause hand cramps." She shook it off and studied the paper a little more closely, realizing that she was two thirds of the way to completing the damned thing before it decided to twist her arm off.
[14-1=13 Success] Attempt number two at the bird of ultimate hand cramps began much the same as the last attempt did. Kimiko put her palms together in front of her as if she were praying, mentally taking note that maybe she should pray, before curling down her ring fingers, then she curled down her index fingers. A slight pain radiated from her wrist, but she ignored it as her thumbs pressed against each other, facing the sky. She pushed her chakra through the tips of her middle fingers and gave the bird to this sign as she crossed it off of the list. "Booyah," she exclaimed as she broke the hand sign and began to dance around the area, shaking her hips and pointing her fingers to the sky in some kind of tribalistic victory dance.
[16-1=15 Success] Kimiko looked at the the next symbol on the chart. "Inu, the symbol of the dog. Make a fist with your right hand and place the left hand over it." She paused for a moment and said, "Huh, this one is easy compared to the others." And with that she put her right hand in front of her and made a fist with it, then she put her left hand over it and focused chakra into it. Bam, she got it on the first try, but she didn't dance this time, because as she had said, "A baby could do that hand sign in their sleep." She looked at the next symbol on the list, "I, the boar" she paused after saying those words out loud, somebody had a sense of humor when they made that word. She drifted into thought as she thought about what several of her clansmen would look like as pig people, then her brain drifted to the Henka clan as she wondered if they ever had a were-pig member.
[5-1=04 Fail] Kimiko snapped back to reality as she finished her were-pig fantasy. She looked down at her chart. "Curl down the fingers on each hand and place them together. Turn hands upside down and point thumbs towards the ground. Fun stuff." Honestly it sounded more like the norm of these wonky hand signs to her, and certainly sounded like another hand cramp. She put her hands together, fingers curled and began to flip them over, but sure enough her right wrist began to hurt, though not as bad as before, and she abandoned the symbol in favor of rubbing the injury before it got worse. "Dangit," she said as she rubbed her wrist. "At this rate I will be in the infirmary on my first day"
