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 Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 1:36 pm
 Tensaiji Ushio| Otogakure |Academy Student | Ushio | Sealing Master |// Chakra Control & Combo User//
"Heh...Hehe,"
Though exhausted the Ushio mustered enough energy to smile and chuckle. Whether it was exhaustion, relief, or pride in his performannce that brought upon his smile was lost to to him but he knew he was simply glad he completed his training. Never one to dwell in the moment, no matter the occassion, Tensai knew the following day would probably be spent studying Seal Theory and refining his chakra control. Any rigorous Taijutsu training was out of the question for the next few days but he was already anxious to achieve the next stage in his training.
"I will do all that I can to ensure the safety of the Daidoumyaku's secrets," vowed the Ushio and for the first time in a along time...he felt a connection. The Rice Country wasn't the same as the Uzushiogakure-remnant camps in the Whirpool Country, but Tensai loved the former as he did the latter. His life wasn't his own to bargain with, as if father frequently told him. It belonged to the country and its people first, before even his...friends? His brow furrowed at the thought and he hastily filed it away for later contemplation. Smiling he turned to his peer.
"Would you like to visit The Grill afterwards? It's not a long walk," he offered.
[Weaponry:]
Kunai: 15
Shuriken: 15
Makibishi: 20
light bomb: 3
smoke bomb: 3
steel wire: 20 yards
[Shinobi Stats]
Chakra: 10
Injuries: N/A
Effects: Exhaustion, Dizziness, Sore
-1 chakra point cost of all Genin techniques, -2 for all Chuunin, Jounin, and Kage techniques
Can use 2 jutsu per post, at Jounin can use 3 jutsu per post)
-1 post Nin/Gen, +1 post Tai/Ken
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 1:58 pm
ShinNaga
~Profile link~
||Otogakure Academy Student||Naga Clan Assassin||Hidden Death of the Golden River||
Falling to his knees and letting his head smack into the ground Shin raised one hand up forming his hand in a thumps up and said
" Ready when you are man." The snake around Shins neck began to twist and turn, almost of if it was massaging Shins neck in a attempt to alleviate some of his pain. ~||"True Power is wielded by those who are never seen."||~ ~||Chakra:7/18 ||~
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 7:30 am
Tensaiji Ushio| Otogakure |Academy Student | Ushio | Sealing Master |// Chakra Control & Combo User//
"Let's go then," said the Ushio, smiling at the boys antics. He would bow once to master Daichi and received his discarded coat before exiting the courtyard.
[Exit Courtyard]
[Weaponry:]
Kunai: 15
Shuriken: 15
Makibishi: 20
light bomb: 3
smoke bomb: 3
steel wire: 20 yards
[Shinobi Stats]
Chakra: 10
Injuries: N/A
Effects: Exhaustion, Dizziness, Sore
-1 chakra point cost of all Genin techniques, -2 for all Chuunin, Jounin, and Kage techniques
Can use 2 jutsu per post, at Jounin can use 3 jutsu per post)
-1 post Nin/Gen, +1 post Tai/Ken
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 8:46 am
ShinNaga
~Profile link~
||Otogakure Academy Student||Naga Clan Assassin||Hidden Death of the Golden River||
Bringing himself back to his feet Shin looked toward Daich and said
Thank you, this helped with... well remembering. After speaking Shin shuffled his feet as he walked to the sheet he abtaned from his last teacher, once he had it he drapped it over his shoulder and followed Tensa. When Shin came to the small step that lead out of the open court yard he hesitated and looked back at the monk, fear plainly visible in his eyes. With a deep breath Shin lifted one leg to the top of the step and pushed up, the pain in his leg was terrible and it caused him to grown a bit. Once he was past the step Shin looked back at the monk once more and said : "You are a evil man." Shin put as much seriousness into the joke as he could as he turned and followed the Ushio into the rest of the Dojo. ~||"True Power is wielded by those who are never seen."||~ ~||Chakra:7/18 ||~
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Wealthy Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 7:18 pm
 NικκɛƘσтσиɛ
ナイキ 琴音
"The Sound of the Harp"
ハープの傲慢な音
Konaga || Academy Student || Raiton || Elder Twin
-------------------------------------------------- "Sewn into your soul, this is out of our control..." xxxxA small redheaded kunoichi walked forth into the courtyard of the dojo with smooth strides that exhibited more confidence than she truly felt. In all honesty, Nikke was trembling on the inside. It had taken a while for her to snap out of the daze that her conscious mind had fallen into and follow her sister, but she had nonetheless. She had followed Sasayaka just as she always did. She was quickly beginning to grow irritated by her lack of speaking ability, but the terror silence that had stricken her was too great for Nikke to overcome. Her terror silence coupled with the pain she endured on a regular basis was enough to keep Nikke‘s words choked back from being spoken aloud. Pain racked her petite frame as every cell, saturated in the raw power of pure chakra, triggered the pain receptors that sent stimuli to her central nervous system. But, as always, she swallowed her pain, caused by both her bloodline and the twins‘ bloody past, and continued forward.
She approached her sister quickly, reaching out a delicate hand to touch her cool fingertips to Sasayaka‘s sleeve. She did not trust the man that had instructed them to follow, and she did not wish to train with him. She simply wished to speak once more. She wished to know what had happened to herself and her sister and why. But Nikke knew more than anything that she wasn‘t getting her answer easily. It would take training, possibly even a visit paid to the Otokage, to learn exactly what had taken place in the Kotone home that night."...Be who you need to be; there are no others: you or me." 
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 10:20 pm
 琴音 笹谷か
♪ Sasayaka Kotone ♪
ハープの適度な音
"The Modest Sound of the Harp" ____________________________________________________________________________________ || Ranmaru || Academy Student || Younger Twin || Suiton || Assassin || "Forget me not.... Sasayaka looked up at Nikke for a moment, unsure of what to say or do. She knew her sister's wishes, she knew what Nikke wanted. But there was no other way out of the situation that was being presented to them. They needed to find somebody to train with, somebody who would teach them the way of the shinobi. They needed to become stronger if they ever wished to learn, and face, the man that laid their home in ruins.
"Neesama," Sasayaka said patiently, "we have no other choice. But, if you wish, I could always try and ask somebody else." But who was there to ask? Everybody in this village looked like normal farmers and country folk. Only that man from earlier was a known shinobi, and that was on a fluke from his introduction. Truly, the twins were now stuck in a hole with no visible escape. "...or I shall forget myself"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 2:24 pm
Today the young student wore a small smile as he entered the courtyard, purposefully ignoring the amazed glances from the monks who witnessed his painful introduction to the Daidoumyaku fighting style. Ordinarily, he thought, new initiates would be forced to recuperate before returning to the courtyard for additional training. Unlike most initiates however, Tensai knew a few remedies for a sore and beaten body. With the help of grandmother Tengoku he awoke earlier that day with a refreshed look in his stormy gray eyes. He meditated in the backyard and took a brief stroll down the street before arriving at the Doko.
He discarded his straw hat and entered the courtyard wearing rough gray shorts and a worn tunic. Both showed signs of constant use but they would hold for a few months at the very least. He entered the courtyard carefully wrapping his arms and neatly placed his sandals against a wall before locating a free dummy and lifting it from its perch on the uncomfortable gritty floor.
As he walked towards an appropriate location he accidentally brushed against a red-haired girl, one who admitedly didn't look familiar at all and was conversing with another small girl. He hastily offered an apology.
"Sorry!"
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 12:58 am
琴音 笹谷か
♪ Sasayaka Kotone ♪
ハープの適度な音
"The Modest Sound of the Harp" ____________________________________________________________________________________ || Ranmaru || Academy Student || Younger Twin || Suiton || Assassin || "Forget me not.... The presence of another suddenly put Sasayaka on edge as she turned, her red hair swishing around her shoulders as she set a feral glare on the perpetrator. But it turned out to be yet another unfamiliar face; not hostile in nature at all. Still, Sasayaka moved between Nikke and the boy, a small smile gracing her features. "No problem. We were in your way," she replied softly, her auburn eyes scanning the boy up and down warily. Gray shorts... tunic... bare feet. Upon further inspection around the sides of the area, Sasayaka was able to pick out a pair of abandoned sandals.
The boy seemed like a traveler, or somebody who hadn't changed clothes in quite some time. He was also carrying a dummy. Who carries a practice dummy around if they aren't going to use it. "Would you mind if I joined you in your training?" Sasayaka suddenly asked, her eyes gaining a childish glimmer. Although her voice words sounded excited, her body was still rigid and on-edge. She hadn't trained much before this point, and she wasn't even sure if the boy was a shinobi or not. "...or I shall forget myself"
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 2:50 pm
If Tensai was at all bothered by the girl's feral look he didn't show it. Nor did he seem to pay attention to her deliberate movement between herself and another red-haired girl. He was already moving away from them, seemingly unconcerned even thoug his mind churned through waves of information obtained from the girls actions.
Tense. Defensive. Was she even a shinobi? It was possible, she seemed familiar with the concept of 'training' but she could also be the daughter of a farmer who wanted his children to be well versed in self defense. He decided she wasn't a real threat and halted his motion, turning to observe her over his shoulder.
"I wouldn't,"
Actually he did mind but he was far too polite to say so. He didn't even convey his dismay through facial expression and a cocky grin tugged at the corners of his slips. He shoved the post into the ground where he stood and walked onto the opposite side. He decided not to practice his stance in front of a girl who may be unaware of the Daidoumyaku. She had a small build and she might not even be a ninja so the Ushio made a rough estimate of the time it would take for her to leave due to exhaustion.
He fell into the standard Horse stance, different from the version he learned the day before but adequate enough for him to perform the necessary strikes. Inhaling deeply Tensai struck with his palm and the rice bag dummy rocked under the force of the blow.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 10:19 pm
琴音 笹谷か
♪ Sasayaka Kotone ♪
ハープの適度な音
"The Modest Sound of the Harp" ____________________________________________________________________________________ || Ranmaru || Academy Student || Younger Twin || Suiton || Assassin || "Forget me not.... Sasayaka looked down, then looked up again as the boy replied that he wouldn't mind. Yet, the young red-head was unsure. She turned to her sister for support, but received none whatsoever. Her sister was having another one of her pain waves, it seemed. "Neesama...?" Sasayaka whispered quietly, wondering what was going on. Nikke had been phasing in and out of communication ever since that night. Well... out of facial communication, that is.
"I think I'll just watch, if you don't mind," Sasayaka said with a small smile as she watched the boy. "I'm just trying to get a basic idea... Please, don't mind us." In reality, the girl was watching the boy's every move, trying to deduct whether he was a shinobi or just another boy working out. He struck with his palms, a sign of concentrated power aside from brute force. But still, even with that key aspect, the girl was unsure. Maybe he had a lot of finesse? A helluvalot of finesse.... "...or I shall forget myself"
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Wealthy Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 10:37 pm
iShay-chan NικκɛƘσтσиɛ
ナイキ 琴音
"The Sound of the Harp"
ハープの傲慢な音
Konaga || Genin || Raiton || Elder Twin
-------------------------------------------------- "Sewn into your soul, this is out of our control..." xxxxNikke began to rapidly shake her head, her long red hair rippling as she did so. It was painful for her to let her sister go, but there was no way Nee-chan would ever grow stronger if Nikke was always holding her back. She was tired of being dependent, tired of always having to follow her sister. Her pale, scarred hand reached forward hesitantly to pick a piece of grass from her sister's long red tresses, noting the intensity of her observation skills. Nikke needed to make her choice or cost both sisters their futures as kunoichi. So instead of holding onto her sister's sleeve, she placed her hand gently against Sasayaka's shoulder and pushed her forward, gesturing for her to go train with the boy.
She sat patiently off to the side, her back against the wall in the shade as waves of pain racked her petite frame, causing her to squeeze her eyes shut now and then to brace herself against the pain caused by the power overflowing her body. She leaned her head back, drifting in and out of paying attention as Nee-chan was left to train with the boy. It wasn't that Nikke didn't wish to train with her sister, it was simply that she only wished to train in one style at the moment, the kunoichi taijutsu style. And she honestly doubted that the boy would be able to teach her."...Be who you need to be; there are no others: you or me."
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 12:55 pm
"Suit yourself,"
He directed his focus onto the training dummy and struck its skull twice before delivering a somewhat sloppy kick to its left side. Although the Ushio looked like he was oblivious to his surroundings, the two gingers and their curious relationship occupied most of his thoughts. They gravitated towards each other, that much was obvious.
He mentally shook his head before leaving the Horse stance and standing erect. This simply won't do, he decided as he took a single step towards the red-haired girl who spoke to him. He would use a direct approach.
"If you hesitate to answer my question, you won't leave this place with ease,"
With those words he dashed forward and came to a sudden stop in front of Sasayaka. "Do you serve this country as a civillian or are you employed in its clandestine service?"
His tone was severe and serious but with a hushed volume so he wouldn't be overheard. If she so much as tried to flee or attack he knew he was capable of bringing her down at such a close range. She herself admitted she only had a 'basic idea', though this could be interpretted in multiple ways. He wanted a straight answer and the look in his gray eyes showed he had no patience of jokes or mischief.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 6:45 pm
琴音 笹谷か
♪ Sasayaka Kotone ♪
ハープの適度な音
"The Modest Sound of the Harp" ____________________________________________________________________________________ || Ranmaru || Gennin || Younger Twin || Suiton || Assassin || "Forget me not.... At the boy's sudden advance, Sasayaka took a hesitant step backwards, wishing that Nikke had decided to stick around. Instead, she was forced to face him alone. However, she was not scared. She looked up at him, since he towered above her, and her chocolate eyes began to mist over in crimson. "Clandestine... you make it sound as if it's illegal," she whispered softly, her fingers twitching slightly underneath the sleeves of her cloak. Slowly, her fingertips brushed the fabric of the front of the cloak, drawing it aside slightly. Placed around her hip, at least for now, was a black strip of cloth with flexible metal, a single music note marking gleaming in the sunlight. "I'm going to assume, since you know of my... occupation, that you yourself are one as well?" The girl wasn't as cautious as she had been before. Of course the boy was a shinobi. A simple civilian, no matter how well-informed, would not know of this so-called "clandestine" service that the boy spoke of. What if I were a civilian or the enemy, huh? You just hung your identity on a poster and waved it in the air like a madman. Sasayaka thought quietly. She felt a cold breeze brush against exposed skin on her stomach, sending a sudden wave of pain as the burns became irritated. The cloth of the cloak quickly fell back into place, concealing the marks and her headband. "...or I shall forget myself"
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:59 pm
The Ushio glanced at the headband impassively and then returned his gaze to her eyes. The burns, which may have attracted stares, did not interest Tensai at all. He smirked at her question.
"You can assume if you want. Doesn't make you anymore right," he said cryptically, decing to play the role of a civillian. Although the shinobi went to extreme lengths to avoid detection it was impossible to completely conceal their presence. Even before he joined the ninja academy he knew about Otogakure's ninja force.
"You said you only had a basic idea. Mabye you should pull out a dummy and practice a bit,"
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 9:54 pm
琴音 笹谷か
♪ Sasayaka Kotone ♪
ハープの適度な音
"The Modest Sound of the Harp" ____________________________________________________________________________________ || Ranmaru || Gennin || Younger Twin || Suiton || Assassin || "Forget me not.... The girl growled under her breath as she glared at the boy, her eyes clouding an even deeper crimson. She would train if she could, but she was still completely unsure of herself. She hadn't been able to move like she used to without irritating the burns, and she had always been watching over Nikke. It had occupied her training time, but she hadn't minded until now. "The way you train is unlike what a civilian would do. You strike with your palms, showing concentrated force. Only shinobi have the ability to concentrate their power into a palm strike besides a fist punch." Throwing information to an unknown figure was a major no-no in Sasayaka's book of etiquette, but she hadn't a choice. She was going to prove her point, no matter the cost. "...or I shall forget myself"
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