★ ▌Looking up from his squat position, the third, and hopefully final companion to this barber shop quartet sounded off to the group of ragtag misfits in action. With a moderate tone, blue manchu announced his name, following the older one's lead. Nishimoto Kentaro, in his own words, "a Bukijutsu duelist and Shoton user." Great. Another bloodline. A special little snowflake who liked to boast what he does, even if he doesn't do it well. To add to his self-glorification, Hiro had the privilege to bear witness to a verbal berating of his choice to pass on introductions, and from the whole activity laid out before he and the other white-haired brat. Hiro had much to say about all of this, and in his marvelous articulation, said everything needed with a breathy sigh and a roll of his eyes. Once again, proving his mastery of vernacular.
The dancing monkey that introduced himself as Nakicho Genshukuna frolicked back down to grace the rest of the three common folk with his presence, though this time with a less acrobatic display. Internally, Hiro hoped that maybe the first attempt had wounded him. He decided to take a moment to address the newcomer Nishimoto as there was a vague commotion from behind the wall. Then came the sound of a latch unlocking. From beside Tanaka, the heavy door of the Gauntlet opened soon after the third party's little belittlement. Two people walked out onto the street. Each of them sported a mask, shielding their face. Hiro gave the pair a glare, keeping eyes on them. No longer paying attention to Nakicho's words to blue manchu, he focused solely on the ANBU. He thought he heard a faint snickering behind the mask of one of them. But soon, he found himself noticing their judgment raining down upon everybody. Yes, yes. No, no. As if the pair of ANBU ******** decided who lived and who died. Their pompous thumbs had pointed unfavorably toward Hiro and the brat. Oh joy of joys; another pleasantry of Kohona village life.
Their departure was more than welcomed as the only souvenir from their presence being the missive, which Hiro promptly stuck in the opposite pocket from the brooch. Nothing said experience like a paper that said "I had a date with the ANBU and all I got was this lousy paper," after all. Hiro's attention turned back to the guy in the jacket who would never shut up. As he went around giving compliments and words of encouragement, and in Hiro's case, a veiled warning, something which the handyman appreciated as much as the runs from eating Sunakagure cuisine. The last bit, being "out-classed" as Nakicho put it, brought Hiro to sigh outwardly once again.
"Is it our turn to talk? Really? Do we get that honor of expressing opinions now?" Hiro spat with brazen venom hidden beneath a monotonous tempo. He sent a sideways glance to Nishimoto, readying his next strike with his word play. "Well then, on a serious note. since slap nuts over there wants to clash arms so badly, then let him and the other guy have at it. I don't really give a s**t. My only question is: Are we ignoring the whole capture-the-flag-pin thing you gave us before the ANBU chumps got here, or is that still a thing? Because if it is, then we should get that bullshit assignment you gave us out of the way and pass that jewel crap around in a little friendship circle."
Hiro glanced back and forth between Teksuyo and Nishimoto, shifting eyes slowly as he broke down the situation. "That order, was to obtain the brooches by any means necessary. Doesn't mean we have to keep them, doesn't mean there's only one winner or loser. So if we pass them around to each other, it counts as completing such a bullshit mission that as O Fearless Leader here put, 'we'll all be co-operating with each other.' Seriously, it takes fifteen seconds out of your day, then you guys can proceed to beating the ever living ******** out of each other."
"So..." with that, Hiro stood up from his squat, reaching into his pocket, and grabbed hold of the brooch of Kohona. He pulled it out, and lobbed it over to the white-haired brat Teksuyo with a flick of his wrist. He then shifted his focus to Nishimoto, who seemed to have been silent through most of the recent events. "Yo Blue Manchu, give your s**t to the brat. Then you, give all three over to Blue Manchu over here. Got it?"
Ｍｏｏｄ: Unmoved _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: Thousand years Of Flicking Wrist Technique #17 _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ: Lawls were had in the making of this post.
Kentaro winced a bit when his brooch was tossed towards him. Not like he missed it or anything. In fact, he caught it just as simply as one breathed air. What bothered him was the way he was flat out called by his first name. It wasn't something he was used to in the slightest from anyone, however he imagined that it was only practical. After all, in the heat of battle, taking the time to add honorifics would likely be deemed tedious. Even the fraction of a second was vital on a battlefield. So nicknames or merely chopping off honorifics could be just as important. "Noted.The boy would say simply, before the ANBU decided to make themselves known. He imagined he was supposed to feel special by the way that he was sized up by the man with the cat-like mask, however it really made him more uncomfortable than anything. Both Oinin and Anbu never sat well with him, given that he knew first hand what they did for the village's sake. While he understood it was their job, a victims mentality would make it so that he'd never agree with such things.
Kentaro could feel beady eyes on him while the bear-masked ANBU spoke, so he submitted to his need to peek back. Glare met glare as his eyes focused on those of the cat shinobi. Things would remain that way until Bear spoke up his name, something that actually made his hand twitch in reaction. Nishimoto again instead of Kentaro-san, kun, or even just flat Kentaro. How annoying. "Noted." The young nin would repeat to the ANBU this time around, although he was a little confused. The way he saw things, he was telling Hiro to get off his a** and participate. All Kentaro wanted to do was train in order to get stronger, and he felt like his team should do the same. Otherwise someone would fall behind and nobody would be on a similar wavelength. If that would be done by battling for brooches, he didn't have a problem. Whatever worked. It would build an understanding of each others fighting styles along with their ways of thinking. Which it seemed the ANBU wanted all along.I think what they have is that thing...um. Selective hearing? They'll believe what they want to.
With the little event with the ANBU wrapped up, Nakicho would speak up once more. The only location Nishimoto could think of right away was the training grounds they all convened from, after all, it had plenty of gear there along with a wide open area to practice. Teksuyo seemed down for whatever, however Hiro of course wasn't going to let things be. After his first toxin-filled sentence, Kentaro rolled his eyes when his own words were blown back towards him. While he still had an issue with what Hiro wanted, the boy let him speak without interrupting. "We both know how tedious the whole brooch thing currently is given our current assignment. I was only for it because it sounded like good training, but it appears that our job is now to train either way." Kentaro started, walking over to Teksuyo to hand his brooch over. "However." He would continue, looking over to Hiro with a not so subtle glare. "Do you really think that clearing one tedious assignment means anything. If you're facing a problem, change it. You're smart enough to create a loophole out of this, however this is just as idiotic in the end. So how about this." He'd say, taking all three brooches from Teksuyo then and holding them up in his hand. "The ANBU said we need to learn about each other as a team, right? Take these brooches back and keep them. When we get to our training ground, we each train up five skills. Then we beat the ever loving s**t out of each other, to get a feel for how the other person fights, and win these brooches over. Nakicho, I vote we just go back to the village dojo and train there." With that, he tossed back the two brooches to their rightful owners.
"Like I said Hiro, you're smart. Realism and practicality is something I can respect. But when you mix in complete negligence and inertia, nothing gets done. I don't know if someone forced you into this job or something, but you're a Shinobi now. There's going to be a lot of times where you fight or die, and nobody will listen to what you have to say. Hopefully we go through that as a team, and if that's the case, then I don't want anyone to fall behind. If you still don't want to participate, I have no right to take your choice away, and I won't question your intelligence. Just consider all of this for the future if you plan on remaining in this team."
Theme Song-Sabat ★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★ Such...such contentment. Why was this child even here to begin with? He had a passion but it was by no means one that was positive or in close approximation to one that supported the ninja way. It was as if the boy was attacking the man's spirit with ethereal bullets of negativity. Nakicho didn't even have enough enthusiasm from the children's discovery of the potential loophole he had intended for them to find to even provide a lick of praise. This exchange of the pins was supposed to be a pleasurable team bonding experience with recognition that friendship and comradery in addition to co-operation could be another path aside from violence. It wasn't supposed to be this...a debbie downer strong handing his allies into submission. Nakicho sighed, there was one pin that Hiro had forgotten, the one that wasn't thrown, the one hidden in the background. Nakicho's, a reminder that despite being their leader he too was just like them, a squad mate. However, the recent despondent events just caused the twenty one year old man to look down with a defeatist expression. There was no point in the big reveal where it would be the three of them co-operating to attain their alleged leaders pin...instead sullenly...Nakicho removed his rose shaped brooch and tucked away in the pocket of irrelevance in such a way where only Nishimoto would have been able see and even then it would have had to have been peripheral.
The man's blade attached to his back had shifted from grey to black emanating faint hues of blue. A representation of pure crushing disappointment. Hiro's comments didn't anger him, they didn't hurt him, they just...they just made him incredibly depressed. To be so young, and yet so filled with resentment. What had happened to this boy? Was he Molested? Tortured? Abused? What was this boy's outlook on the world? It was both a curiosity and deterrent. Nakicho would assume he'd be unable to crack this coconut of a boy whose head seemed harder than diamond to penetrate but he knew it had to correlate somehow with ninja. He would have to ask Kazekage...I mean Hokage...right he was a leaf nin now.
Returning to current events after the passing of the pins was complete. Nakicho expressed a level of mental exhaustion with the current behaviourisms of Hiro. The boy couldn't help who he was but it was dealing a significant blow to morale. "Well...since Kentaro here was the only one of the three of you to actually suggest a place to convene as I asked, unless there is any opposition we'll rendezvous on the west most training field of the Dojo. Any opposition?" Nakicho's voice and volume had decreased dramatically, it wasn't silent enough that it couldn't be heard. "And Hiro, to quote myself exactly, your goal was to obtain your squad mates brooches, using whatever means you deem necessary without overwhelming force that would otherwise cause serious injury but I suppose that's irrelevant to this current situation now." He was blase with his words like a hungover actor, it wasn't intended to insult Hiro's hearing or intelligence but instead simply revealed he had long lost the enthusiasm to even care about the Brooch exchanging exercise any longer. He would wait for the final exchanging of hands before he'd give the order the disperse and regroup.
❀ C H A K R A ┆ 315/315x❀ S T A M I N A ┆315/315x❀ A C ┆ 2300x❀ R Y O ┆ 2750xxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┆ ❀ Bukijutsu Specialist ┆ ❀ Oba-san ┆ ❀ Fuuton / Doton ┆ ❀ D-ranked Genin ┆xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
P a s s i v e s : : > Honzon Sutansu [Idol Stance]:Nakichō's style of combat revolves around garnering attention. To do so Nakichō developed the Honzon Sutansu. The Idol stance suppresses pain entirely through will power and false bravado showing complete control over one's mental state of mind. Any pain caused by C rank or lower skills is completely suppressed for the duration of the stance. Suppressing pain caused by a higher ranking skill would require that skills rank in chakra to be expended. I.e B rank requires expenditure of B rank Chakra. While the stance has no sustain cost it ends if the users mental state is compromised and not countered (Genjutsu). Honzon Sutansu Can be used to counteract Genjutsu with sheer Narcissism expending the Genjutsu's rank in Chakra costing a rank higher than a typical Kai. > > >
- Teksuyo stood with his hands sunk in his pockets, watching as Hiro walked over. He took his hands out to grab the brooch that Hiro had handed over. He didn't know why he accepted it, just on impulse, when someone gives you something you take it, don't you? Soon he would get another lecture from Nishimoto and then Nakicho. Tekki would shift his eyes from both Nishimoto and Nakicho as they brought up Hiro's pros and cons in his demeanor and attitude. When they stopped talking, Teksuyo looked over at Hiro, he sighed: "What they said," catching is breath and continued to say, "I'm not going to continue on what's already been said.... or maybe I will,"he picked up his talking speed just a little, "one of these days you're gonna be assigned to a mission that requires more than just your handy man skills, bucko. And I'm not gonna be the one to save your a** all the time. So if you don't get it together, your not gonna survive out here in the shinobi world." He'd breathe in to catch his breath again and then closed his eyes. And seem so reminisce on something, and walk away leading himself onto the rendezvous. "But that's enough from us I'd assume, just one last thing: If you were truly 'cooperating' with is, you would've just trained before hand. It's whatever now, we're gonna train anyway, whether you like it or not." He said in a definite tone.
[Exit]
Ryo : 0 | AC : 500
Weapons:Wakizashi
Items: x8 Shuriken x6 Kunai Missive
Justu:
▬▬┤|N i n j u t s u Maruton: {Start with the following six only} • Henge no Jutsu [ Transformation Technique ] • Kawarimi no Jutsu [ Substitution Technique ] • Bushin no Jutsu [ Clone Technique ] • Suimen Hokou no Waza [ Act of Water Surface Walking ] • Kinobori no Waza [ Act of Tree Climbing ] • Kai [ Release ]
Raiton • Nagare Tensou no Jutsu [ Current Transfer Technique ]
Suiton • Mizu Tate no Jutsu [ Water Shield Technique ]
Fuuton • Tobidougu Soujuu no Jutsu [ Projectile Control Technique ]
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• {Stage progression / techniques learned} ▬▬┤|B u k i j u t s u
{Hagane no Shunkan} •_S t a g e O n e [ E ] Basic Stab Rank: X :: Trained As E Description: A thrust with the blade of the weapon. In addition to mildly increasing the strength of the blow, this allows the blade to be retrieved more swiftly. This strike is treated as complex when interacting with other techniques. {Sobagai Deba Sentou} • Offensive Style: Artless Draw Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has better developed their ability to pull their blade straight from its resting place to an offensive slash.
★ ▌Business was concluded. The damage was done. Hiro said his peace, if anybody could dare call his scathing commentary "peaceful." Whatever the case, Nishimoto did as instructed, handing his brooch to the white-haired boy Teksuyo. So far, so good. Now, Teksuyo had all three. Then, of course, Nishimoto took hold of Teksuyo's little ornament, the one he had pinned to the outside of his jacket. He could have sworn that the kid had pinned it firm onto the outer lining. Maybe it was a clip-on. Didn't matter. Somehow, though, seeing how rough Nishimoto grabbed it, he was expecting a rip...or something.
So, while Nishimoto decided to have a few more choice words to Hiro, Hiro bided his time and waited his turn...waited his turn...and...Nishimoto decided to give everybody back their brooches.
This son of a b***h. Hiro stared at Nishimoto with appall and disgust. All the while, Nishimoto had a fun little ball preaching to Hiro about what it meant to be a ninja, and a team player. This, fresh from coming off a most selfish play, to not share in the make-believe spoils of the task at hand. Such a thing wrought dagger-sharp glares at the blue-haired asshat. The sheer and utter gall brought Hiro's fingers to a curl, cracking the knuckles on each hand. While the other two in their little menagerie spoke, each having their own addressing of Hiro's behavior and a warning of rectification, a majority of it became muffled in his mind. He gave each merely glances, seeing them talk, hearing it, but inside, his rage focused on one.
One walked off. He heard the footsteps. Each one the brat took grew louder in his mind as the rage subsided to pent-up anger. Returning focus back to Nishimoto, he finally exhaled long enough to spit out. <******** the ANBU. ******** your concept of inertia. And ********. You." Hiro walked down the street, the same direction as Teksuyo, turning his back on Nishimoto and Nakicho. Then he cut through an alley, going toward a new destination.
The saying goes, "the road to hell is paved with good intentions." Well, that road is also paved with dark ones. Fine. This first task today was a failure for Hiro, and a success for the others. Give them all a ******** medal of honor. They want training, so be it. Just another job to complete. Just another confirmation that you can't trust ninja. Even if they're supposed to be on your side. But they'll learn. The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of others. Now, Hiro would leave and prepare to strike down upon with great vengeance and furious anger upon them.
While the others spoke up on their own opinions of Hiro, Kentaro could feel the focus on himself. Something in his heart wanted to drop, but the Shoton user was a little more fortified than that. Teksuyo was the first to walk off to the dojo, and Nishimoto was going to follow until the "handyman genin" audibly exhaled. The words which followed were about what he expected. Kentaro had topped off his little speech before with something a little more lighthearted, and even warned him rather than got in his face about it. The situation would have lessened if the others hadn't jumped on the Hiro hatewagon, however that was really due to the mans own inadequacies and lack of....well, anything which made up the ideal Shinobi.
Still, Nishimoto felt the burning buildup of annoyance. Irritation. Outside of academy training, the guy had never been in a fight, however he wanted nothing more at the moment than to beat respect, intelligence, and basic sense into Hiro. Did the guy listen to a single thing he said? Did it even matter in the slightest to him? Why the hell was did he even enroll in the academy if he wanted to have everything simplified? He didn't believe in long, tedious work, however what he did believe in were single instances of thorough solutions that were both quick and effective. Kentaro waited, plotted, and schemed those kind of things out to search for that one moment of opportunity, and he wasn't going to have it ruined by some lethargic scumbag.
There was a difference between a tactician and a lazy person. Even further, there was a difference between being lazy and having a complete lack of motivation for something you signed up for. It was disgusting.
Nishimoto would seethe without a word, turning to follow Teksuyo and ignoring anything Nakicho would say. He wouldn't say a word over the trip to Konoha's dojo. He was much too annoyed by Hiro's actions, and confused all the same at why he actually was this...angry at what the other Genin stood for. a*****e.
Theme Song-Sabat ★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★ So now the man was by his lonesome. The three under his jurisdiction heading off for the dojo. "What have you tasked me with Hokage." The man shrugged to himself. There was nobody else present, it was a bitter soliloquy about the cards the man had been dealt. That boy, Hiro completely decimated what morale there was in his squad mates as was obvious by all of their less than impressed demeanors. He even left the wise worded Nishimoto at a loss for words. Albeit no doubt akin to just how hard headed Hiro was. "I suppose the curtain fall on this scene" Nakicho would bring his hands together. Then string together hand signs. Two tangible clones of himself spawned in a triangular formation from the original and darted in each of the directions the genin took.
Nakicho himself wasn't going to expose himself to anymore of Hiro's verbatim in profanity. Instead he'd send his duplicate in his place. While he didn't find enjoyment in doing so he had to ascertain that the boy would be arriving on point for the training session as he gave off vibes of disregard. Meanwhile the original Nakicho would dispatch in a flash of Shunsin in hopes to arrive in time with his alleged pupils. ~Exit
❀ C H A K R A ┆ 300/315x❀ S T A M I N A ┆315/315x❀ A C ┆ 2300x❀ R Y O ┆ 2750xxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┆ ❀ Bukijutsu Specialist ┆ ❀ Oba-san ┆ ❀ Fuuton / Doton ┆ ❀ D-ranked Genin ┆xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
P a s s i v e s : : > Honzon Sutansu [Idol Stance]:Nakichō's style of combat revolves around garnering attention. To do so Nakichō developed the Honzon Sutansu. The Idol stance suppresses pain entirely through will power and false bravado showing complete control over one's mental state of mind. Any pain caused by C rank or lower skills is completely suppressed for the duration of the stance. Suppressing pain caused by a higher ranking skill would require that skills rank in chakra to be expended. I.e B rank requires expenditure of B rank Chakra. While the stance has no sustain cost it ends if the users mental state is compromised and not countered (Genjutsu). Honzon Sutansu Can be used to counteract Genjutsu with sheer Narcissism expending the Genjutsu's rank in Chakra costing a rank higher than a typical Kai. > > >
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Chōumei Sue Akamichi || Rank :: Konohagakure | Title: Genin [Chuunin?]| Rank: C || Class :: Performer/ Bukijutsu || Chakra :: 450/450 || Stamina :: 210/210
食 Chōumei entered the brass Gauntlet looking for a equipment of the very same nature of the shops namesake. armament being something that seemed to be the implied specialty of the store Chōumei woudl peruse the items they had in stock before seeing the custom order details. Personally Chōumei had a bit of experience with sewing from her aunt when she was younger but she'd never really given it much deep thought. Yet there was a sense for trying her hand at making her own defensive materials given her lack of chakra stuff to save her and her greatest skill laid in her weaponry. Walking over to the counter Chōumei would notice the man behind was a bit rugged in appearance and she'd whistle audibly in regard of her approval of his looks. "heeelloooo shugah, I'ms wondering if ya can't help a priestess who moonlight a lil shinobi work with a bit of gear that could keep my lil ole curves safe out in the field, but also not restrict my movement and stealth. "
Looking on with a slightly coxed expression of being put off with her familiarity but he'd shrugged it off with a sigh having a sense of hearing about someone like this in rumors around the village before, and her name was, "Chōumei, Right? Well I've a nice assortment here, but from looking at you and from what your telling me i guess you're not happy with the selection. n that case I'd suggest taking up a custom order of specialty armor. "
"That sounds puuurrrrrrfekt~, How much?!" A slip was slid over to Chōumei showing her a list of materials and an assortment of build types for the armor. Tilting her head at the paper as if it was something she'd never witnessed before Chōumei took a moment before she'd figured out he wanted her to detail the design and materials of the armor using this nifty little list to narrow things down for him. "Ya could just said somethin hunny bunz. Gimme a sec. "
Just like that Chōumei would be working out the details of her order.
-Light armor with specialized Gauntlets/Cectus fitted to the arms. - the armor was built to be isolated so it regulated body temperature in any environment and provided a Mild defensive boost to her - A Efreet lining was under neat a hardened leather build with studded rivets in keep places to tighten it's defensive ability. So the armor specialized in heat resistance, but worked in general in any climate. The leather posrtions covered the neck and the efreet skin was made int stockings and her mid-section according to her slightly nonsensical designs was sparsly defended. - The Gauntlets of the armor were hidden under ruffled sleeves as the stretched up tot he elbow and were made of chakra steel. The gauntlets had knuckled that had a rounded flat build so that impacts spread out shock, though this may not increase the power of hits the force of Chōumei's strikes would be made to spread the force like a concussion blast. the build left the armament finger less so Chōumei could still manipulate her weapons with the same deft skill.
It would take a little while for order to be done but Chō was on the path to getting her new look going. Her current arrangement seemed a bit out of date, and what would Yasuhiro say if he'd seen Chōumei after all this time and she didn't at least advance herself in some way or another. In the mean time Chōumei would spend her time at the temple practicing her prayers before moving on to the sacred sword style of her ancestors. Well her spiritual ancestors. then there was also the gift of a sacred treasure her family had left in the temple to better verify it's religious history and the modifications Chōumei asked of the former smith that became a priest.
5,500 Ryo - 4,230 Ryo = 1,270
((OOC:: ))
￥ Ryo: 1,270 | ￥ AC: 3,250
Passives/Attributes: • Learn Ninjutsu one [2] post faster. [ Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [2] post faster [Academy] • Learns Bukijutsu one [3] post faster. [ DoJo] • Learns Taijutsu one [1] post faster. [ DoJo] • 10% price reductions for shopping.
• Emotional Content: The user is able to make fantastic illusions appear by performing on their instrument. This ability comes at the cost of not being able to perform ninjutsu through use of performance or instrument. Can perform B rank genjutsu and lower at Gennin.
•Weapon Specialist: The user Gains a free custom weapon slot, while forsaking the ability to learn ninjutsu for the ability to learn more than 1 rigorous style (styles still count for 2 slots). With their inability to learn ninjutsu, they get to learn [1] additional bukijutsu style for every 10 ninjutsu slots their were supposed to acquire. Their depth and devotion to the weapon arts allows their skill to increase with every rank allowing their weapons to cut through defensive bukijutsu techniques of the same rank.
• Walking Contradiction: Chōsu has oddly no trouble when it comes to performing genjutsu, contradicting and overriding her clans normal weakness in this area, and all ninjutsu and genjutsu slots are compounded into genjutsu, yet learning genjutsu does take one [1] more post for her than others. (not conflicting with buki discipline b/c she "would of" had them)
• Prodigious Martial-Artist!: Chōsu has a large and curvy build and flexible physical shape that allows her to learn and practice most any(soft or hard) Buki or Tai-jutsu style rigorous or not with just one [1] slot. Provided her curvy physique has the benefit of mass for hard-style, and springy flexibility for soft-style. (though purely light-weight styles are restricted when heavy) Yet this is a taxing task in terms of the time it takes to learn these Jutsu increasing learning requirements by one [1] post.
• The Hunter's Instinct: Can always find The [Chakra Virus] monster in the general direction from her location.
• Basic Stance Physical :: E :: training The user holds their weapon at the belly button level, with the tip of the blade pointing at their opponents throat. This is a simple, but aggressive stance.
Chōumei Sue Akamichi || Rank :: Konohagakure | Title: Genin Chuunin | Rank: C || Class :: Performer/ Bukijutsu || Chakra :: 450/450 || Stamina :: 210/210
食 ChōumeiReturned to the Brass Gaunlet to retrieve her items and custom orders. She'd been summoned by the hokage, but she felt it was important to gather herself and her knew look she'd been cultivating since she'd last seen her childhood friend Yasuhiro.
[Items collected and heading towards the Academy] ((OOC:: ))
￥ Ryo: 1,270 | ￥ AC: 3,250
Passives/Attributes: • Learn Ninjutsu one [2] post faster. [ Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [2] post faster [Academy] • Learns Bukijutsu one [3] post faster. [ DoJo] • Learns Taijutsu one [1] post faster. [ DoJo] • 10% price reductions for shopping.
• Emotional Content: The user is able to make fantastic illusions appear by performing on their instrument. This ability comes at the cost of not being able to perform ninjutsu through use of performance or instrument. Can perform B rank genjutsu and lower at D - rank, A rank at C - rank, and S rank at B - rank. At A - rank, all illusions cost 5 less chakra to perform if performed through a instrument or performance. at S - rank, illusions cost 10 less chakra if performed through instrument or performance. Allowed to convert Genjutsu slots into Style slots at a rate of 10 to 1. By selecting this discipline, increase the total number of Genjutsu gained per rank, including D - rank, by two [+2].
•Weapon Specialist: The user Gains a free custom weapon slot, while forsaking the ability to learn ninjutsu for the ability to learn more than 1 rigorous style (styles still count for 2 slots). With their inability to learn ninjutsu, they get to learn [1] additional bukijutsu style for every 10 ninjutsu slots their were supposed to acquire. Their depth and devotion to the weapon arts allows their skill to increase with every rank allowing their weapons to cut through defensive bukijutsu techniques of the same rank.
• Walking Contradiction: Chōsu has oddly no trouble when it comes to performing genjutsu, contradicting and overriding her clans normal weakness in this area, and all ninjutsu and genjutsu slots are compounded into genjutsu, yet learning genjutsu does take one [1] more post for her than others. (not conflicting with buki discipline b/c she "would of" had them)
• Prodigious Martial-Artist!: Chōsu has a large and curvy build and flexible physical shape that allows her to learn and practice most any(soft or hard) Buki or Tai-jutsu style rigorous or not with just one [1] slot. Provided her curvy physique has the benefit of mass for hard-style, and springy flexibility for soft-style. (though purely light-weight styles are restricted when heavy) Yet this is a taxing task in terms of the time it takes to learn these Jutsu increasing learning requirements by one [1] post.
• The Hunter's Instinct: Can always find The [Chakra Virus] monster in the general direction from her location.
• Basic Stance Physical :: E :: training The user holds their weapon at the belly button level, with the tip of the blade pointing at their opponents throat. This is a simple, but aggressive stance.
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• Jutsu: { Current Weight: 245Lbs }
Weapons/Items: {Inventory} • Nodachi [Black Steel Forged] • 7 Kunai • 8 Senbon with bells • Refer to Profile for full arsenal. [hot link connected to face claim]
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2017 5:35 pm
Sumika wandered into the shop she regularly ogled things in once more, slyly pretending to perform her normal hemming and hawing over items. She was here for a purpose now, to get herself some spelunking equipment. She had no idea how much it cost, and her reputation to uphold, so she couldn't stand to actually ask. Instead she carefully lifted the equipment from its hook, sliding her way to the counter with it. "HERE'S SOME MONEY I'M TAKING THIS OKAY BYE!" She shouted, flinging ryo at the shopkeeper and racing out of the store as quickly as her clumsy little body could manage. Off to the mines she went, desperately needing to recoup the funds she'd just spent.
Obtained: Spelunking Gear Spent: 500 ryo
Konoha Registration #379582489
Village KonohagakurexxxxxTitle GeninxxxxxRankDxxxxx Current Chakra 460 / 460xxxxxCurrent Stamina 50 / 50xxxxx Active Techniques:xxxxxxxxxxEnergy Recovery (-): [ - / - ]
Personal Attributes: • 11 potential hazards resistances. [ Kugutsu Class ] • Moderately less damage from Raiton [ Lightning ] ninjutsu, and lightning related attacks. [ Jiton ] • 10 Additional Ninjutsu Slots [ Personal ] • Magic Puppeteer: Handseals can be performed with one hand. [ Personal ] • +2 Custom Puppets, -1 Prep Time Per Rank, Human Puppets Cost 1 Slot [ Architect ] • +10 max chakra pool, x2 Ninjutsu from Ninjutsu Class split between elements [ Elemental Dual Weilder ]
Training Modifiers: • Learn kugutsu one [1] post faster. • Learn ninjutsu one (1) post faster. • Learn Doton [ Earth ] and Raiton [ Lightning ] ninjutsu one [1] post faster. • Learn taijutsu and bukijutsu techniques one [1] post slower.
Carrying a requisition order from Yasuhiro for the misison, Kya entered with a hardline on her face. She handed the requisition order to the man behind the counter who seemed a bit too boisterous and a bit too eager to fill the order. Her eyes flitted about the room as she waiting for him to return with her order. Fingers linked behind her back, under her gunbai and hidden from view, combined with an unassuming face to bring her demeanor down to that of one who would blend into a crowd. She wasn't very intimidating when she found herself lost in thought, and so far she was indeed aimlessly wandering adrift the depths of her own mind. When the man brought what she asked she armed herself with the weapons, a katana on her left and right hip, a pair of short swords running down the outside either one of her legs, two crossed on her back, and one strapped to either of her forearms. "Arigato gozaimasu." she said with a bow, and left the building once more.
Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2017 11:35 am
Higashi sees a sweet iron claw, seeing no use for being a village shinobi, or for even paying. He'd steal it! wahmbulance
Minako entered the building with a vast wealth of confidence. Not caring in the slightest who should be spying upon her. Her eyes spotted the elder of the smithy and walked to him. Explaining her situation and her need to learn armor smithing. It took him a few moments before he decided. In the end he didn't stare at her body like others did. His eyes remained upno her eyes as if trying to get a perspective on her soul.
The elder rubbed his hand through his beard a few times and handed her an apron. She smiled and put it on as she was curious what she'd be doing. "You're going to prep everything and assist as needed." [1/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
Minako ran around quickly setting her sights to things. Straightening everything that looked crooked and what not. Truly she had no idea what she was doing. [2/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
It didn't take long for the man to see this and he shook his head. He didn't understand youngsters these days. But that was okay in his books as a customer entered the building. [1/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
Minako was a bubbly sense of energy with her enormous smile. The customer was put off by this and stood there. Causing Minako to lean her head to the side and Nya. [2/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
It was something that was so adorable the customer couldn't help but adore her. They warmed up to her and moved to the orders table. Where Minako waited patiently to hear what he wanted. [3/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
It took the customer a minute to adjust to her as he cleared his throat. Embarrased that he was so easily overcome in that instnace. He quickly gave her an order and she raced to the elder. [4/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
The elder patted her on the head and let her go about her business. Getting a broom she began to sweep the area. Resetting it as the elder quickly finished his job. [3/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
It was time for her to start preparing things once more. Her mind going a million miles an hour as she hadn't a clue where to start. As she did this her sensei just watched the young neko. [1/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
It didn't take long for her to find something and zone in on it. She woudl sweep the area even more. To make the area perfect for her sensei. [2/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
There wasn't anything wrong with that was there? Of course there couldn't be as she was doing as asked of her. Helping her sensei with his job. [1/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
As she continued on she heard the door's bell jingle as another customer came in. She looked over to an anbu woman and greeted them. The anbu looked at her with her mask still on. [2/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
She had no idea what she did wrong but the woman wouldn't talk at first. As if trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Was it so odd to see a neko in the village? [3/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
Continuing on the anbu placed a katana that looked wrecked on the table. She poked at it a few times and then moved over to her sensei. Handing it to him as he began to repair it. [4/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
She bounced back to the front desk and began to tidy everything around her. Making herself useful yet again as her sensei did all the work. Such things were not unheard of at this time. [3/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
Bouncing back and forth she began to zoom through the store like a house cat. She was bored as she was cleaning. Nothing was seeming to change in her mentality towards the job either. [1/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
Not that it was a problem in the slightest. Just unusual towards the elder as he chuckled watching her. Such an adorable young one he had working for him. [2/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
Her ears twitched with the sound of the bell once more. Bouncing towards the front desk to figure out what was goign on. She greeted a younger customer and was curious as to what he wanted. [1/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
She didn't know what he was so shy about but she remained patient. Fully aware she was one of a kind in the village. Gloriously beautiful to the average every day shinobi. [2/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
It didn't take long for the boy to gather the courage to speak to her. She smiled like a goober as he did so. Finding it so cute that he did so with someone like her. [3/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
Truly something that she found ever so adorable. The boy then held up a fake headband that had been broken. Minako winked at him and bounced over to her sensei. [4/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
She then went back to tidying up the area. Fully aware her sensei watched her odd movements. She knew it wasn't lustful but merely out of curiousity. Something she was more than fine with. [3/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
She knew what was expected of her once more and started to dive further in the job. Readying the tools her sensei might need. Understanding now what was important versus what was not. [1/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
She knew that she had to be careful with some of the tools as well. Moving the few rae ones with a delicate touch. Knowing that if she broke one it would take forever to fix and pay for it. [2/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
Dancing back to the front desk she waited for her next customer. Unsure of what was to come next. What if it was someone that broke something? [1/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
What if someone needed something made? What if they were curious as to the items this place provided? Her head swarmed with ideas in the area. [2/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
Bouncing up and down a bit she began to hum a tune waiting for a customer. Eventually she got her wish. Greeting them once more with a Nyan. [3/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
The customer asked for a piece of armor to be made. Minako bounced over to her sensei and handed him the specifications. Something he patted her on the head for. [4/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
She practically purred as her efforts were being noticed. Soemthing that some rarely agknowledged because of where she came from. She began to sweep the area again as he finished his order. [3/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
She yawned briefly as she went around his sets. Quickly resetting everything for the next customer. Understanding what needed to go where in the area. [1/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
She sneezed violently for a few times as dust whooshed up and took her by surprise. Something that annoyed her greatly causing her to dust the area like a maniac. She couldn't have soemthing like thsi bothering her sensei! [2/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
Understanding that she was to aid her sensei a customer came into the buildling. She danced over to them humming a gentle tune. Waiting on them to come up with their order. [1/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
This customer took their time and it was something that Minako wasn't going to bash thm about. She understood ti took time for someone to decide what they wanted. [2/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
Smiling like a dork she waited patiently on the patron. Knowing they would make up their mind when they could figure out what they wanted. She continued her hums soothing the customer. [3/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
Dancing like a dork she finally got an order from the man. Quickly moving to her sensei she relayed the information to him. Completing his task rather quickly. [4/4 Assistance - Blacksmith]
She went back to the area and began to sweep. Knowing that it was her duty to do so. And not upset about this in the least bit. [3/3 Preparation - Blacksmith]
Moving onward she took a very small break. Before moving back to the rest of her training. Dancing a bit as she began to sweet again. [1/2 Preparation - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She knew this wouldn't last forever but that didn't mean she couldn't still have fun. After all her sensei didn't seem to mind. If anything it was lifting his spirits. [1/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
That's all that mattered in the end right? Was that she was bringing joy to this elder's heart in his time of need. Something that was absolutely cherished in these dark days. [2/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
The bell to the door rang and she perked up. A bright smile upon her face as another customer came. Quickly handing her an order. [3/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She resumed the normal shenanigans to the job. Moving over to her sensei the deliver the details. Before headign back to her desk. [4/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She began to dust the area again as per her job. Preparign the area for the next customer to come into a clean environment. Something she kinda enjoyed about the job. [2/2 Preparation - Apprentice blacksmith]
She began to hum as she cleaned again. Eventually causing the elder to join her. Causing her to laugh a bit. [1/2 Preparation - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She continued to do the same end of the job until the bell rang again. She came to life and watched the door open and close with a masked figure. Could it be another anbu member? [1/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
Questions arose to this as she was happy they were busy. The busier they were the better she could get at this job. Nothing wrong with that was there? [2/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She licked her lips waiting on the customer to say something. If anything to her as she was ready to get the order to her sensei. Instead the man left the area as quickly as he came there. [3/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She was so confused at this moment and looked back to her sensei. He shrugged his shoulders as he didn't understand either. Such a perplexing village full of edgelords. [4/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She began to dust yet again claiming the area as her own. Knowing full well that she was lsoign her mind with that last customer. Did he do such a thing on purpose? [2/2 Preparation - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She knew it was a possibility but what kind of sick freak would do that. Such a thing would haunt someone's mind all day. Only the mastermind criminals were capable of such things. [1/2 Preparation - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She gasped as she figured that's what it must of been. He was there to drive her insane with the question of what he wanted. Oh cruel world how could such a thing come to be!? [1/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She coudln't believe her luck as the bell rang again. Like that her thoughts shifted entirely onto this next customer. Holding her same brilliant smile for them. [2/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She winked to the man that entered to coax him in. Just like clockwork he did as she bade him to do. Why were men such simple creatures? [3/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She giggled a bit as she was handed schematics of what he wanted. She stared at it briefly before handign it over to her sensei. Who bopped her gently on her head. [4/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
Such an action got her to nyan yet again. Being the adorable little s**t she was she went back to the front. Cleaning up yet again around her area. [2/2 Preparation - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She wondered again what the previous customer wanted. All the meanwhile she was sweeping the area around her. Cleaning up the mess that her sensei provided. [1/2 Preparation - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She continued on until the bell rang yet again. An attractive young woman stopped dead in her tracks as her eyes met Minako's. "Nyan?" Minako spoke and the girl's heart melted. [1/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She knew the woman adored her and used that to get her to order big. Was such a thing evil on her part? She questioned that as she leaned over the counter smashing her breasts on the counter. [2/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She knew what the answer was to that but didn't want to answer it. She was far too busy enjoying her prey fawn over her. Such a thing was ever so adorable to witness. [3/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith
The woman quickly ordered something costly. As if it would get her a chance to date Minako. The girl would quickly find this not true as Minako had high standards. [4/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She went back to her normal duty of cleaning the area around her up. Sweeping everything as her sensei worked on the project. Then handed it over to the customer. [2/2 Preparation - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She continued to sweep the area curious of the next customer. She wondered what they would want. More importantly how much they would spend. [1/2 Preparation - Apprentice Blacksmith]
Was she becoming a greedy little kitty? The thought roamed around her mind for a bit then decided it wasn't. Smiling like a dork she waited for the next customer. [1/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She noticed the door slowly open but the bell didn't ring. The hair on the back of her neck started to rise as she didn't like this. Not one ******** bit in the slightest. [2/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She calmed herself quickly as another anbu member entered the area. Quickly laying his shuriken packs on the counter. Obviously wanting shuriken to be made for him. [3/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She took the shuriken packs to her sensei. Knowing what her role in all of this was. To be the adorable neko girl that drew in customers. [4/4 Assistance - Apprentice Blacksmith]
She was entirely okay with this as she was good at what she did. She began to clean the area up as she handed the filled packs to the anbu. Earning a quick gesture of appreciation as he left. [2/2 Preparation - Apprentice Blacksmith]
Moving futher into her training she knew she was progressing rapidly. Could anyone blame her as she just wanted to gain more knowledge. The more knowledge meant the stronger she could become, she thought as she swept. [1/1 Preparation - Journeyman Blacksmith]
She sneezed briefly as the bell rang to the front door. A case of hiccups developed as she tried to keep her composure. Not wanting to scare the customer. [1/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
Such a thing was a noble cause no? Or at least she believed so as she braved the elements. Knowing that she was ever so adorable in the eyes of others. [2/3 Assistance - Journeyman blacksmith]
The current customer was quick with their order. Thus making the sensei just as quick in producing it. He was making everything look so simple at the moment. [3/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
She began to dance like a dork once more as she moved on with her training. Noting that it was ever so simple to do. She was becoming adapt at being a maid! [1/1 Preparation - Journeyman Blacksmith]
No dust mites were safe from the wrath of Minako! Muhahahahahahahaha!!!!!!! As her thoughts turned chaotic she turned to notice a customer. They spooked her and she dropped the broom onto the floor. [1/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
She knew what this meant and giggled coyly as she moved over to the customer. Taking their order quickly so she could get them out. She didn't need to relive her embarrasing moment. [2/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
And just like that their order was done by the sensei. Handed over to the customer she smiled at them. Waving goodbye as they left and letting out a sigh of relief. [3/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
She continued onto her job dusting everything in sight. Getting annoyed by how her worst enemy kept coming up. She was perplexed by the thought of how it occured. [1/1 Preparation - Journeyman blacksmith]
She licked her lips and went back to her area. Waiting on the next customer to come to her. She smiled and greeted them as they came through. [1/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
She danced a bit as she was waiting on them to decide what they wanted. The customer seemed to get annoyed with her. Stopping Minako in her tracks. [2/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
Someone had the audacity to get upset with her while she was being ******** adorable! She'd end their miserable life! But just as Minako was about to pounce the customer put a large amount of ryo on the table. 3/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
Quickly getting their order they changed the tides of battle just like that. A brilliant move on their part in the grand scheme of things. Minako went back to dusting everything in her area. [1/1 Preparation - Journeyman Blacksmith]
Sneezing profusely she became horrified by her lack of attention. She was being consumed by her enemy again. How dare they show back up at this time. [1/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
She began to sneeze wildly as a customer came into the area. The customer was very confused by what she was doing. But waited on her to stop before they ordered. [2/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
Minako smiled at the customer and quickly took their order. Processing it just as quickly as they had gotten it. And handing it right back to the customer as soon as they came in. [3/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
She then worked once more to rid the shop of her mortal enemy. Dust, she danced around dusting everything down to avoid them entirely. She couldn't handle another sneezing incident. [1/1 Preparation - Journeyman Blacksmith]
Lest her sensei finally go insane and shout at her for being so adorable. With the bell ringing once more she looked ot the door. Eagerly waiting on the customer to come over to her. [1/3 Assistance - Journeyman blacksmith]
The customer greeted her and placed an order without hesitation. Minako nodded to his order and began to process it. Quickly taking hsi ryo before her sensei went to work. [2/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
She quickly got their item for them and handed it to them. Earning a smile from the customer and head nod from them. She was simply happy she could bring joy to her customers. [3/3 Assistance - Journeyman Blacksmith]
When she went to work once more her sensei stopped her. She looked at him questioningly. But he shook his head and pointed her over to the smithy. [1/2 Actual smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She couldn't believe her luck and bounced over there. Quickly finishing up on the katana he was making. Then putting it on the rack to be sold. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She was quick to complete her tasks given it was almost closing time. She just needed a bit more time to become a grand master. There wasn't a single thing that was going to stop her. [1/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She sneezed violently once more but stayed true on the sword she was working on. Being able to finish it making it truly beautiful. The smile made her face even brighter at this current time. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She was doing so well as the customers kept coming in. Things were even quicker with her at the black smith. Making things, not to perfection but just on par. [1/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She began to fashion up some nails for the next customer. Making sure she got them to the right portions that he wanted. Then finding so much joy when she did so. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
Their next customer ordered more nails and she dashed to the tools. Making them almost flawlessly once more. She was becoming a natural at black smithing. [1/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She found so much joy in it as she began to check the product she made. After all she couldn't have sub par product going out. Then occasionally sneezing every once in a while. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She knew she was nearign the end of her training but didni't care. She was being so adorable in the shop it was drawing a crowd. They began to order more and more things to simply watch her work. [1/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She coudln't believe it was such a success as she made even more nails. Becoming quite proficient in it. Then handing them to her sensei to divy out to the customers. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
Licking her lilps she wiped the sweat from her brow and began to bellow the fire. Igniting it further as she tossed more metal in there to melt. Then began to work it and shape it. [1/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
Quickly making horse shoes from the product she waited for them to cool. Before handing them into the customer sack. So that they could help their horse out on their farm. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
Sneezing once more her sensei began to dust the area for her. So it wouldn't distract her owrk in the slightest. Then another customer made an order. [1/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She would deliver on their order and be more than happy to do so. Quickly forging more horse shoes she got to it. Then cooling them rapidly and placing them in another sack. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
Sighing she wiped her brow again as she was getting tired. Could anyone blame her with how hard she was working right now? Of course they couldn't as no one could keep up with her. [1/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
When another order came out she handed it to the customer. With them graciously accepting it. Even giving her praise as it was entertaining to watch her. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith - Double Ryo Ticket 1/5]
She didn't mind all of the attention as quite the opposite she adored it. Finding it distracting from her work just to the point to keep her on task. She had to gain more knowledge to push herself even further. [1/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She looked to the customers as she worked expertly. They were watching her in awe and she couldn't unerstand it. She handed them more horse shoes for their farms and went back to work. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith - Double Ryo Ticket 2/5]
Smiling she went back to her work again as she was almost beign cheered. She felt so loved and appreciated at this job. It was something she never experienced before. [1/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith]
She continued with her efforts and forged even more horse shoes. Beginning to hand them out to everyone. Knowing who needed what amount. [2/2 Actual Smithing - Master Blacksmith - Double Ryo Ticket 3/5]
She had two customers left and she wasn't about to bail out on them. She quickly fashioined up what they needed. First helping the first customer with his nails for his job. [1/1 Actual Smithing - Grand Master Blacksmith - Double Ryo Ticket 4/5]
Then with the last customer she quickly finished what she needed to. Making just a few more horse shoes as a last effort. She smiled as she handed the customer everything. [1/1 Actual Smithing - Grand Master Blacksmith - Double Ryo Ticket 5/5]
She yawned as she waved goodbye to her sensei as he began to clean up with a smile upon his face.
Yato entered the shop and looked at the elder behind the counter. "Momma!" Minako shouted excitedly and practically danced over to her mother. "The kage said there was a robbery?" Her mother asked the elder that owned the shop.
"Mmmmm a theft! Quite yes indeed! hgnh hgnh hgnh..." the man chortled in a rather disgruntled manner. He was heavy set, a large gut giving him a very rounded appearance despite his rather muscled arms. The fingers of his right hand angrily twirled the slicked white whiskers that made up his rather large mustache. Walking over to one of the counters he pointed at a spot which was empty. "The scoundrel took one of my iron claws! I turned my back for nary two winks and it was gone!" The man seemed very upset about this incident. Perhaps it was rather expensive, or even his first time having something stolen. It seemed as if Minako and Yato would have to ask some focused questions if they wanted to get to the bottom of this.
