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 Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 4:40 pm
Seiko walked up the stone steps of the academy as he thin sole shoes soaked in every drop of heat. Walking through the doors he heard the scratching of paper on paper. Following the sound of the disturbance the boy continued to crunch into his apple on his way. The sour juices flowing over his already full mouth left sticky trails of enjoyment on his chin. The only real sign that he had enjoyed his meal. Looking in he saw a women in a white lab coat sitting at a desk. As he did he could hear the rustling of the papers, assuming this was the infamous Tenmoki Yuki. She was not as scary as the man had described her. Stepping inside and tossing his apple in a trash can the boy walked to a desk and turned his back to the women. His black martial arts outfit a litle dirty from his fight earlier. Seiko began to undo the strap that held the heavy leather bound book to his back. Setting down on the desk the boy sat down and laid his head on the book and stared blankly at this women with his sunset eyes.
HP: 8+2=10 [max]
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 8:19 pm
Seiko was beginning to get bored staring at this glossed up doctor playing shinobi. He had not forgotten of the jutsu he had read about. He still needed to figure out how to use the puppets without actually string. String got tangled and it was a hassle, but was there a substance that was as easily unnoticed and able to adapt the same properties as string? His mind though could not fully wrap its mind around the question as it seemed to drift around the classroom. This place reminded him of home. It was a simple structure like his own room, and it smelled of parchment and ink. Weather it be from the decaying books or the papers the women was shifting through it had the feel of the mainland. His mind had drifted for a second to better days. Away from the hectic struggle for survival and revenge that had been the tempo of his life lately. Desperado and Redemption had been silent as well. His mind did not feel as cluttered and his scars did not bother him either. A simple smell could do so much good for the boy. It was a miracle in itself.
Stay focused on inventing the jutsu
DC:10+ Focus[2] + Int[2]=14
1d20[9] + Focus[2] + Int[2]=13
2/5
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:36 pm
Rolaen walked up to the academy, still favoring his side and arm. Nonetheless, he kept on walking until he reached the front door as he had earlier that morning. Finally releasing his bad arm, he opened up the door, glancing around to try and find a way to prop it open. Not finding a rock or anything similar, the Raiken shrugged before stepping inside, letting the door fall shut behind him. 'Now which room was it again....'
Slowing down his walking pace, the red head walked until he saw the woman in the white trench coat. Hoping to not be interrupting her concentration, Rolaen lightly rapped his knuckles against the door frame, smiling hesitantly. "Are you Yuki-sensei?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:40 pm
Akemi continued to slowly eat the apple that Hamma had given her, not really consintrating on the food itself. She looked carefully at the building as she walked up to it, and followed up the stone steps of the establishment. She knew just who she was looking for... the same woman she had talked to earlier today. She wandered the halls for a little bit, till she heard some form of movement coming from down the hall, so she shrugged and followed it until she peered into a room that finally had someone in it. She recognized the one boy from class, and her clan mate and as she turned her head more into the room, she noticed the big chested lady from earlier. "Yes, that's Yuki-Sensei..." she said bitterly as she passed her clan mate up. She took her final bites from her apple as she walked into the room, tossing the core into the trash. "Long time no see..." she murmered to the room, not careing if either of them responded, waving a hand lazily toward the female at the head of the classroom as she took a seat as far back in the classroom as she could get, cringing a bit as she sat down, her stomach still aching when she bent in the slightest...
HP:7+3=10 [max]
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:45 pm
Shooting Akemi a dirty look due to her bitter tone, Rolaen nonetheless followed her into the room, though he didn't go into the far back as she had. The red head instead moved to the table that was in the direct center of the room, plopping himself down at the desk. Setting his good arm down first, he then rested his bad arm over it, wincing as he felt the contact. 'That's gonna sting for a while....'
Glancing around to get a feel for the classroom again, the Raiken male then directed his gaze up to the teacher. Raising his brows up, he kept himself quiet as he awaited the beginning of the lesson, leaning back slightly in his chair.
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 11:05 pm
(Where was that in my fight?)
Seiko's glazed eyes looked at the woman, not so much at her as through her. His concentration had shifted from his home and memories to something he read about doctors of the shinobi trade. They used chakra to heal and slice things. If doctors could use chakra to perform surgery why couldn't he use his chakra to make strings to his puppets? Now that the easy part had been thought about the hard part came next. A puppet was no good in combat if it could not fight. Creating a puppet was going to be hard and needed to be mauled over. It would need traps and secrets in case situations got bad. It would need constant maintenance and someone who knew of the puppet to do it. That Hamma man seemed like the perfect teacher.
As he finshed his thought he noticed the entrance of the two called Raiken. Another clan of no importance to the boy. Rolling his head on the book trying not to lift his chin he lazily eyed them with his dying orange pupils as they took there seats. Rolling his head back towards the woman he let his eyes pierce through her again as he let the gears in his mind work on the task at hand.
Stay focused on inventing the jutsu
DC:10+ Focus[2] + Int[2]=14
1d20[20] + Focus[2] + Int[2]=13
3/5
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 3:53 pm
Seiko had found the answer to controlling the puppet but the structure of the puppet had not be defined in the stories. All he knew was that for something so frail to be combat ready it would have to be riddled with traps. Just how he was suppose to go about such a task was unclear. Maybe speaking with Hamma would help him better understand something about these builds. "Traps? Men don't fight using traps." Desperado did not approve of this style, fighting long range was his thing, but he had always faced his target head on. furrowing his brow as the voice spoke to him, the boy made a rather loud moan. He really was getting tired of these two voices bickering in his head. Burying his face in his book, Seiko sighed as he smelt he leather of this book passed down through generation of his people.
Stay focused on inventing the jutsu
DC:10+ Focus[2] + Int[2]=14
1d20[4] + Focus[2] + Int[2]=13
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:23 pm
Seiko peered up from his book and looked towards Yuki again. His eyes focused on hers. This woman probably had more weapons on her right now then had years on this earth. That was the answer, hidden weapons. If he could find some way to build this puppet to hide compartments he would have a weapon. A weapon that would keep him at a distance. Sitting up fully he thought, shinobi seemed to be trained to be quick. If he had to hit them it would be rare for a hidden weapon to take a trained shinobi by surprise. He would have to lace these weapons in something. What could he use to prolong the pain in his enemies?
Stay focused on inventing the jutsu
DC:10+ Focus[2] + Int[2]=14
1d20[17] + Focus[2] + Int[2]=21
4/5
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:40 pm
Seiko could not think of anything to lace these weapons with, let alone what kind of weapons to use. The shinobi on this island had shown him many aspects of there lifestyle. Some were honest warriors fighting with their hands only. Others were thieves and killers, using every trick in the book to take what they wanted. None however seemed to be so low crafty to lace their weapons with something more potent then just fighting spirit. Was there anything on this island that could possibly satisfy his need?
Stay focused on inventing the jutsu
DC:10+ Focus[2] + Int[2]=14
1d20[1] + Focus[2] + Int[2]=5
4/5
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:41 pm
Seiko leaned back in his desk and looked up at the ceiling. His sunset eyes shifted from side to side. Looking into his mind he tried to recall anything that made since, but he was distracted. A rather large web had been suspended in the corner of the classroom. A single black spider sat there with a red hourglass on her backside. It was funny that something so insignificant could attract his attention. The spider was just sitting there minding its own business, much like he had down the day his parents were taken from him.
Stay focused on inventing the jutsu
DC:10+ Focus[2] + Int[2]=14
1d20[17] + Focus[2] + Int[2]=21
4/5
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:44 pm
Seiko continued to stare at the web with an extreme sense of fascination. The spider seem to sit there so peacefully not being disturbed by much of anything. It was almost peaceful in a sadistic kind of way. Looking the web began to shake. Seeing a fly had gotten stuck in this little trap placed by this puppeteer the boy looked on with more fascination as the spider began to wrap up her nice catch. Wrapping it tightly with the silk thread Seiko looked on, how would she finish this off? How would she kill this creature with out a struggle?
Stay focused on inventing the jutsu
DC:10+ Focus[2] + Int[2]=14
1d20[17] + Focus[2] + Int[2]=21
4/5
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:44 pm
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:52 pm
Seiko eyes began to widen as the spider slowly sunk her fangs into this twitching sac. It was becoming obvious as the fly began to slowly stop twitching. This spider had pumped him full of venom. Then the light struck him and he suddenly realized. Slowly arching back forward his eyes locked with the women in front of him. A doctor would have access to antidotes for poisons. She would also know how said poisons would work and possibly where he could get them. This women had just proven to be useful and all because of a simple black widow. Lacing his weapons in poison would be a devilish thing to do, but using poison would be one of the best ways to put the fight to his advantage every time. He had successfully master the idea of this jutsu.
Stay focused on inventing the jutsu
DC:10+ Focus[2] + Int[2]=14
1d20[17] + Focus[2] + Int[2]=21
5/5
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 12:39 am
The Raiken laughed as she headed out of the building with Kolo. "No, no~the suffix -kun is used mostly for boys, usually for those younger than you or someone you're close to--informal in a way, I guess. If you want to show respect to someone-like if you don't know them, or if it's an elder, you would use the suffix -san..it's like the universal one..what you would use if you didn't know what suffix to add at the end of a name" She walked along the path to the Academy, smiling at the sunny day. It was the perfect day to go out-why didn't she think of it this morning? "As for me, you could use -san, or -chan, or -sempai if you'd like. Like I said before, anything, as long as it's not offending!" Serena laughed again, and continued to chat about random things with Kolo until they arrived at the steps of the Academy.
"Well, here we are! Are you ready for you first day here?" The genin took a look at the grand place...it was still amazing as usual. Though its quite a simple structure, it has become the beginning of many bright and strong shinobi. "Oh, you'll do great here...now down this hall...this is your classroom....I think." Serena pointed to the specified room, and waited for him to come closer before she walked in.
Oh, all the students in here were quite unfamiliar to Serena. When was the last time she had been at the Academy? The very first thing she noticed..was a boy--'lightning bolts...Raiken?' She'll figure out later. The girl knocked on the wall and waved at Yuki-sensei. "um..I've got a new student here! He just arrived and dropped his belongings at the aparments." Serena turned to Kolo. "I think I've got the right room. Why don't you go in and introduce yourself to everyone? I'll wait until you get proper instructions before I leave."
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 5:12 am
"GAH! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to call you a he!" Kolo said, a little bit embarrassed. For a lot of the walk after that mistake, Kolo kept his eyes on his feet, trying not to call this pretty gennin a man again. When they arrived at the Academy, Kolo was a little surprised, he thought it would be... bigger. Then he remembered the Kage's office, and how even that building was small. 'Remember, boys are Kun, Girls are chan, People I don't know are San, upper classmen are Senpai, and that Yuki person is Sensei,' Kolo went through in his head so he would remember and not be embarrassed like he was with Serena. "Yeah I'm ready! I love to learn new things." Kolo walked into the classroom and walked up to the teacher. "Hello Tenmoki-Sensei," kolo said with a slight bow. When he came back up he looked around and saw all of the other students.
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