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 Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 8:12 am
Tenmoki couldn't help but let out a small giggle at Kolo's performance while she continued to ignore Seiko's. "Very good, Kolo," the woman said with a smile as she wrote down that the boy had learned the Henge technique on the scroll she possessed. As the boy hugged her, Yuki patted him on the head. "No need to get too excited now! You'll be learning many more techniques as the days go on," the woman implied. "I suppose you're dismissed now. You had a great first day in my book," the woman said tapping the scroll she had unrolled. If Kolo were to peak, he would see a series of numbers noting his skills along with his name. "Don't get into to much trouble now. Shin won't be out of genin training until later this evening," Tenmoki advised him as she folded her arms on her desk and glared at Seiko. "If you're finished you can leave as well without learning the technqiue," Yuki said, her nerves finally at the end as a senbon suddenly appeared in her hand.
Intimidate Seiko: High.. Blah Blah Blah Learn or Leave
Rewards: Training III
Kolo: +1 Genjutsu, +5 Experience, + Henge no Jutsu
Transformation Technique [Henge no Jutsu]
This jutsu allows the user to assume the appearance of another person, animal, or object. This is one of the basic jutsu taught at the Ninja Academy. Fundamentally, all ninja know this jutsu. It is in fact, a genjutsu. The look a feel of the object they transform into is just a trick of the mind.
Cp Cost: 2 + 1 per holding post.
Damage: None
Requirements: Must be taught.
Seals: Ram
Special: +Intel Mod to Disguise Roll
Note: When you use this technique, you roll roll 1d20 + Disguise + Intel Mod. Then while you hold this technique, you will subtract 1 cp per post and keep written in your post the total of your disguise roll.
Example:
Post #1: Kolo transforms into Akemi
1d20 [5] + Diguise [2] + Intel [1] = 8
CP: 5 - 2 [Henge] = 3
Post #2: Kolo walks around as Akemi through town.
Henge Disguise DC: 8
CP: 3 - 1 [Holding Henge] = 2
Note: Teaching Henge to someone is located here.
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I Survived My Autopsy rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 8:24 am
Kolo was taken aback. On one hand, he wanted to leave, on the other, the teacher asked him a question earlier, and he still hadn't answered it. "Tenmoki-Sensei, do you still want me to tell you what I know? I know that there are 4371666666649123785612902365 different techniques that you will learn in the academy and you will not learn anything after you graduate." Kolo knew almost immediately that that was wrong. He grimaced after he said that. he didn't want to be wrong. He had been about to finish on a high note, but now he was about to finish on a low note.
Tell Yuki what you know:
DC: 11
1d20 + Knowledge [2] = 4
Train: 0/3
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I Survived My Autopsy rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 8:27 am
Kolo wanted to fix what he said right away. "Disregard that please!!!" he called out. I mean you only learn a few jutsu in the academy, and you learn more after you graduate." he fixed. He smiled when he said that. He knew that one was right. He looked around looking for inspiration fo his next answer. He realized that he never said the three main techniques. He wanted to talk about them, but he also wanted to wait so it wouldn't be clouded by error.
Tell Yuki What you Know:
DC: 11
1d20 + Knowledge [2] = 22
Train: 1/3
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I Survived My Autopsy rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 8:32 am
Kolo wanted to talk about the three main jutsu styles that ninjas use. "Ninjas use three main styles of attack. Tae Kwan Doe, Kung Fu, and Kenpo. Tae Kwan Doe is a form that doesn't use much chakra, Kung Fu is what is done with chakra to physically harm someone, and Kenpo is what he have been working on today, it is an attack on someones mind." Kolo knew what he wanted to say, but he had read so much that some of the information ran togethor. He thinks that he knows, but he gets confused. It is quite sa, really.
Tell Yuki What you Know:
DC: 11
1d20 + Knowledge [2] = 6
Train: 1/3
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 9:22 am
Seiko dropped the jutsu as he heard the woman speak to him. Unfolding his arms and staring at her she was more than scary. She was down right demonic almost. His right hand beginning to shake the boy placed the ram seal together as his concentration was off, instead of smoke releasing from his body all he did was waste chakra. Dropping the seal and looking at the woman he had to know, he couldn't continue until he did. "Do you have a problem with me?" Seiko didnt know why it bothered him that this bimbo didnt like him. She was just like every other person in the world. Hell he may have been rude, but he had damn good reason, he may have been quite, but what was the point in talking to people who cared nothing for you, and he may have been disrespectful, but did she really deserve his respect?
Cp: 9-2=7
Seiko and Kolo: Training II
Practice bending light and creating an illusion of Raiken Akemi upon your own body.
DC: 15
1d20[2] + Disguise[1]+5 roll = 8
Train: 1/3
Cp Cost: -2 per try
Special: +5 to first roll.
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 9:28 am
Cp: 7-2=5
Seiko didnt know why he was talking to this woman. Had she really gotten under his skin so much? She was just like everyone else on this blasted island. What made her any different? Out of frustration for the answer the boy placed his hands together and released enough smoke to cover his body. Underneath it all he had his own image in his mind. As the smoke cleared. The boy reveled his thought process. It was a rather interesting version of Tomoko. A more child like version. While she still was half naked she looked as if she were a 15 year old child. Her large breast gone, her two front teeth large and hanging over her lip. Dangling from her nose was a string of snot. This is how Seiko saw Tomoko, as nothing more than child who needed a good hit upside the head. While she was strong her child like behavior only made her seem weak. Adults were suppose to act like adults, and children like children. That is were the title came from. Dropping the jutsu quickly, beginning to breath hard the boy tried to slow it down and show that he wasn't beginning effected by this intense use of his chakra. Looking at the woman, he would wait for an answer. Was his original thought correct? Was it because he was a Jio that she disliked him? Was she no better than the Meho clan and their disgust for his people?
Seiko and Kolo: Training II
Practice bending light and creating an illusion of Raiken Akemi upon your own body.
DC: 15
1d20[16] + Disguise[1] = 17
Train: 2/3
Cp Cost: -2 per try
Special: +5 to first roll.
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 9:37 am
Cp: 5-2=3
Seiko looked at the woman he seemed to like order and mannerisms. Seiko had given that up a long time ago. His life had lost its structure and his future had been stripped from him with his parents death. Living with Tomoko was not something he enjoyed and his name had brought him nothing but trouble. Wishing he could be someone else he imagined the one person who never had to fear what their name was, a normal man. A man with no shinobi background, a man with no special clan name, a man who didn't sit in a school to learn how to kill and steal. Placing his hands together almost in a lazy manner the boy let his body be devoured by smoke. As the white cloud eat at his body like a pack of wild beast, his mind held fast to the image of his father. As the smoke dissipated, a young man with mid length jet black hair sat in the desk. Long sleeved pin strip shirt, long silk pants, and black shoes. Looking up from his book he looked at the woman, his father's green eyes looking inside her. These were the eyes he wished he had. The hair he wished he had, this is the man he wished he was. If he were his mother and father may still be alive and he may never had realized a world like this existed. He could still be a naive child in the fire country cooking dinner and working on scrolls with his family.
Seiko and Kolo: Training II
Practice bending light and creating an illusion of Raiken Akemi upon your own body.
DC: 15
1d20 + Disguise[1]+5 roll = 20
Train: 3/3
Cp Cost: -2 per try
Special: +5 to first roll.
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I Survived My Autopsy rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 6:35 pm
Kolos eyes started to wonder as he thought about what he just said. "No.... Wat. Tae Kwan Doe is an attack on someones mind.... Kenpo is no chakra all fists and feet, and Kung Fu is is an attack that does physical harm on someone using chakra." Again, his readings caused him to know something, but get them wrong or backwards. That what you get from too much reading after all. Kolo had a strange tingling in the back of his mind. He knew what he said was wrong, and he knew what he was trying to say. However, the thought was being lost in the journey from the back to the front.
Tell Yuki What you Know:
DC: 11
1d20 + Knowledge [2] = 6
Train: 1/3
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Maia Hart rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 6:47 pm
Searching for the right words, Akiko stared at the boy with her lips slightly parted. As he smiled at her, she smiled nervously back at him. She felt just a little hurt that she couldn't come up with anything else.
Yuki called to her, much to Akiko's relief. Now she actually had something intelligent to say. She stepped closer to him and reached out with one arm, but she paused half-way there and retracted it. She gave him a questioning look, as if asking his permission with her eyes, but she decided it was best to just do it. She began brushing off the back of his head, slowly sweeping one hand across the surface. "You want to work from top to bottom," she recited, summarizing the lessons she had been taught before. "Anything that comes off will fall down, so you don't want to clean an area first." She rubbed her hand a little harder through his hair. "First, you knock off the loose bits. Then, you scrub in little circles." She scooped up some water in the palm of her hand and began to cleanse a spot on his head. "Remember, you're not just pushing water around. You want to work the dirt off of it."
After a couple of seconds, she pulled her hand back. She had somehow gotten it quite filthy, brown liquid now clinging to her skin. "Oh!" she added, "Don't forget to wash your hands often. If you're using dirty tools, you're not doing any good."
Akiko: Clean Yourself Up
Yuki is a very fine woman who likes clean students. Go to the back and wash up at the well.
DC: 13
1d20 + 0 (persuade) + 0 (charisma) + 5 (assistance) = bugger all
Train: 1/3
Special: DC reduced due to an attempt to dust off.
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Maia Hart rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 7:18 pm
Akiko turned back to the well. She was about to plunge her hands back into the drawing-bucket, but she came across a pair of pants hanging off of the well. She recoiled upon seeing this, letting out a high-pitched, "Eep!" She blushed heavily when she did, embarrassed that she had reacted so childishly about that. She silently cursed her brilliant powers of naivete. "Umm.. I'm sorry, are... are these YOURS?" she asked, perhaps a bit more panicked than she had hoped.
Her face still bright red, Akiko circled around to the other side of the well, bringing the bucket with her. Putting a little distance between the two of them and tuning him out helped ease the embarrassment a little, but it was ultimately the work that brought her mind off of the subject. She diligently washed her hands before dipping her hair half-way into the bucket. It took a little bit of lathering to work the moisture throughout her hair, but it didn't become excessively wet. Her hair had turned into a mess of curls, but after she wrung out the ends, it was cleaner and mostly dry. The briar-thicket of hair hung down to her shoulders as she moved on to her outer-garment. She didn't wish to be as extreme as the boy had, so she began to clean it while it was still on her body.
Akiko: Clean Yourself Up
Yuki is a very fine woman who likes clean students. Go to the back and wash up at the well.
DC: 13
1d20 + 0 (persuade) + 0 (charisma) = 18
Train: 2/3
Special: DC reduced due to an attempt to dust off.
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Maia Hart rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 7:36 pm
The dress she wore hung loosely at her shoulders but didn't dip very low at the neckline. It was a loose fit, though on someone more grown, it would likely be filled out just fine. The waist was cinched and tied in the back, mimicking the kimono style but with half of the effort. It stretched all the way down to her ankles, ending in a dingy brown hem. As for the sleeves, they hung all the way to the ground and were soaked up to the forearm. These hanging flaps of wet, useless fabric were Akiko's main focus for the time being. She knew she couldn't very well go back into class with a damp dress, so she set herself to work. She didn't want to wring them out--that would likely cause them to wrinkle up. Instead, she applied a little bit of friction to them and slowly worked her way up. This, however, was going nowhere fast.
Akiko looked up. The trees were obscuring the sun too much to be of any use here. She looked around at the ground and saw what she wanted a few meters away. The shadow of the trees stopped just a few feet shy of the Academy walls. She walked over to a sunny patch and put her arms out in front of her. There she rested, leaning up against the side of the building and looking upwards.
She hated the sun. It had its uses, but it made things too hot.
Akiko: Clean Yourself Up
Yuki is a very fine woman who likes clean students. Go to the back and wash up at the well.
DC: 13
1d20 + 0 (persuade) + 0 (charisma) = no-go
Train: 2/3
Special: DC reduced due to an attempt to dust off.
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Maia Hart rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 7:53 pm
A few minutes passed. Akiko squinted about in impatience, hoping she could get back into the shade soon. The sun's rays beat down on her, drying out her garment, hair, skin, and disposition. She looked down at her sleeves. They had progressed somewhat, and it felt dry, but there was still a visible line running across the cloth. Thankfully, the color difference on both sides of the fabric was minimal. She took another look at the garment as a whole. She would still have to work on the tears and runs once she got back home. Walking back to the well, she moistened her hands a bit and ran them along the hem of her dress. This will have to do, she thought.
She caught sight of the boy from before. She wondered what had taken him so long to get clean, but the thought slipped from her mind. She realized she didn't even know his name--or he hers, for that matter. "Ah... I'm sorry for before. That was rude of me," she said humbly, averting her eyes. "Umm, let me know when you're done, okay? We can walk back together. Oh--and I'm Akiko. It's a pleasure to meet you, Rolaen." She smiled softly at him, feeling strangely comfortable in his presence.
Akiko looked over her shoulder. "Almost done, Yuki-san!" As this left her lips, it felt somewhat odd. She was so accustomed to calling her "Aunt Yuki".
Akiko: Clean Yourself Up
Yuki is a very fine woman who likes clean students. Go to the back and wash up at the well.
DC: 13
1d20 + 0 (persuade) + 0 (charisma) = WIN!
Train: 3/3
Special: DC reduced due to an attempt to dust off.
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Veycai rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 8:07 pm
Rolaen had resisted the urge to shoot a glare at Yuki as she had yelled about him again, turning his head away from the window. Letting out a restrained sigh, he had started to sweep water across his body, pausing as the newer girl had instructed him on how to wash up. Blushing ever so slightly as he felt her hand on his head, he had dipped it down to make it easier for her, closing his eyes as she had worked a bit harder on the dirt. Raising his head back up, he smiled again. "Thank you for the advice."
As the girl had spotted his pants, his blush had become a bit more obvious. Laughing hesitantly, he picked the damp piece of cloth back up and hastily slid into them. Patting them down to dry himself off a bit more, he tilted his head to look at her easier across the well. "Yes, sorry. I took them off when I was the only one here. My name's Rolaen, by the way."
Peering into the well, the red head ran a damp hand over himself once more, shaking off the last bit of a dust he saw. Nodding in satisfaction, he smiled again at the girl, doing a half-bow. "I look forward to seeing you inside. Maybe we can learn whatever it is Yuki-sensei has in mind for us together." With this said, he turned around and finally went inside, pausing just inside the doorway just in case Yuki was in the middle of something, Rolaen obviously not wanting to be intrusive.
Akemi - Seiko - Roalen: Clean Yourself Up
Yuki is a very fine woman who likes clean students. Go to the back and wash up at the well. Make sure you're presentable or she'll kick you out to the well again.
DC: 15
1d20( 16 ) + Persuade ( 0 ) +5 from Yuki = 21
Train: 3/3
( FINALLY! )
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 8:22 pm
(Congratulations!)
"Yes, let's try our best," Akiko replied. She was rather anxious to get started on the lesson. Perhaps things would be at least a little easier with Aunt Yuki at the helm. She began to mentally review the information that she had absorbed from the scrolls. Suddenly, she came to a stop. She looked up and realized that Rolaen had stopped at the door. This, she figured, was a pretty good idea. She resumed her thoughts but kept an eye on the classroom.
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 10:17 pm
Seiko would not say another word nor would he move another muscle. His breathing was held normal, it took every bit of concentration he could muster. Breathing in and out the boy stared forward at this woman. Another Jio hater just like the rest of the damn village. They could all burn in hell, he had nothing to do with them or this damn island. His home was on the shores of the fire country. This would never be his home, he would never have a home...would he? Jio's were not welcome anywhere and this place was no different. They may have had one of the last jio's to survive and the strongest perhaps, but as a representative of his people she was not the one for the job. His mother...the ancestors bless her soul. She was a representative of his people. Not a day went by she didn't smile. She was nothing like that wretched woman.
Cp: 3+1=4
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