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 Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 9:05 pm
Ginsa had recovered from his previous training fight and observed Drago's description of the technique and how the man did it. Ginsa picked up his sword which he had dropped and then lifted the blade. Closing his eyes, he found himself within a circular room with doors all around him. Each one labeled with different emotions... Almost like the analogy of locking away all your feelings behind closed doors. Ginsa looked for a door that read 'Hate' and then walked towards it. Placing his hand upon it, he was filled with the emotion but still unable to register it. Back in reality, Ginsa lifted the sword and swung downwards, crashing the blade within the ground but at the same time, launching a ball of hatred that flew across the clearing and disappeared behind some trees where you could hear it crashing into one. "Why is hatred pink?"
21/??? ((Cashed in some for technique.))
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 9:27 pm
"You know I asked the same question...Then got hit with the butt of a sword. So...I am going to not answer the question...but that was pathetic."
Drago looked at his blade and he sighed as he pointed his blade at Ginsa's throat.
"You see how this blade is made. Beautifully. Carved. Strong. Perfect in every way that it was made. This blade truly is for me. What does your blade say to you. how does it speak to you? Is it just a blade a weapon..or is your blade important to you. If it's not then it won't work. We should stop using bladed techniques and move on to Taijutsu. But if you really want to learn swordsmanship...then you need to tell me about your blade. Who forged it, when it was forged, how heavy it is, it's name, everything you can."
Drago said slowly.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 9:37 pm
Ginsa lifted his sword and looked at it, not understanding why these swords needs such a extensive history check. "My blade was forged by Rena the Blacksmith from Hidden Mythology for my father during the war time. It was forged around thirty years ago but I received it around a few months ago after my family was killed in a Persian raid. It's around 20 kilo grams and I do not know it's name. Our people does not believe in naming a sword as it would bring bad luck if we get too attached. Anything else you think I've missed?" Ginsa wasn't much for 'feeling' his sword as much as everyone else... Of course, he couldn't feel it at all.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 9:50 pm
Drago looked at his blade and he almost had to clap. But Ginsa was odd. He had no connection to his emotions. Something that Drago had to remember. Drago looked at him and he scratched his head slowly.
"Okay. Well then you are going to be a hard one to motivate. How about this. I can't motivate you with money, or revenge, But I can with power. Since that is what we all want but we can't managed to muster."
Drago said slowly as he concentrated as he swung his sword one more time against the wind concentrating forming the hatered ball. Drago then looked at Ginsa.
"What I want you to understand is emotion...I want you to understand hate as a device for power. Something that will now be your most powerful ally. Hate is your power now. you will have to focus on this negative energy to create and form this ball."
Drago then decided to see if this could be any better.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 10:02 pm
Ginsa looked at Drago, glared eyed and almost as if he was like the living dead. He then looked at his blade slowly and then stared at it. "Hate... A device for power? I understand that it is a non physical emotion that triggers the anger feeling within a person which then can lead to short bursts of raw power but as well as blinding a person from what is truly around them. For those whom had never hated before, I doubt they will fully master this technique anytime soon when they started..." He would merely look into his reflection within the sword and ponder on how he can gather up this emotion to be used.
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Ginsa lifted his sword with a single hand. Once again, he found himself within the room and looked around. Finding the door once more, Ginsa placed both hands upon it and then felt as the emotion coursed through him. This emotion was so raw, it wasn't able to be controlled by Chakra in the way he had perceived and so when he swung his sword, he was unable to draw that much hatred into the ball as to launch it forwards and towards the trees to destroy them. "It also seems that it is impossible to mold emotion via chakra as well... So how am I to use this... Hatred..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 10:11 pm
"hmm..It should be used as a tool...The Hate is only 10% of the Technique..The bonus of the Hatred ball. So right now you should only think of the ball."
Drago swung his sword on his finger tips as he started to balance it on his finger tip. He then looked at his hand he ran his hand over his opposite palm creating a ball of chakra that was visible.
"Can you do this first off. Before we move into the second step. Drago then kept the ball rotating on his hand as he closed it and it was gone again. Something that small is very difficult for a lot of people so if you can't it's fine."
DRago said slowly.
"Acutally it's not fine if you can't do it. Then I will cut off your hands and you will regrow them and try it again that way. So I think you need to start trying hard or you will be missing some arms...If you don't get by the third time...I will Cauterizr your arms and we will see if they grow back then..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 3:05 pm
"I've seen many family members actually pop off their arm while it was still functional when using the Hyrda Rejuvenation technique. But for my sake in this technique, I shall try." To Ginsa, creating the ball was child's play. Any mere shinobi from the Hidden Mythology can create a ball from chakra and hold it while they form a weapon out of it... But spinning it? Ginsa lifted a hand opening it's fingers wide but curved. He then lifted another hand over it and started to move it around and around over the now forming sphere of glowing chakra. As he did, the ball started rotating, slowly but surly. Ginsa then started to move his upper hand faster and faster, increasing the rate of spin of the ball of chakra. It was half new to him but not all completely difficult.
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 9:41 pm
"...Whatever...I see you can keep the ball rotating..Good. I don't have to go through the pain of teaching you basic rotation of chakra. Now is the fun part."
Drago took the ball of chakra he had in his hand and made it larger. He looked and he still had it in his hand not really doing anything with it yet. As he closed his hand the charka was gone.
"Now you must be able to do the same thing with your sword. Make a ball of chakra with your sword and control it, or at the very least be able to keep the balance of chakra on your blade like this."
As Drago developed the ball of chakra he kept a enough chakra on his blade to keep the ball from vanishing. Drago held it up as he looked at Ginsa.
"Start a flow into your sword as you balance the ball of chakra into your sword. If that is to complicated for you then this sword technique you will not learn..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 3:11 pm
Ginsa watched as Drago performed the technique. This truly would be difficult for this in his clan but not for those within the Persian Clan since they needed to create a ball of energy upon their weapon as to create the arrows they will need. Ginsa held his sword in front of him and then took in a slow breath. As he did, chakra gathered at the tip of his sword, out from the right blade, pulling back towards Ginsa, and then finishing a swirl as it merged back with the starting point. Ginsa added more chakra, thus making it thicker and faster and was able to maintain it although it took up most of his concentration. He then started to get the feel of the jutsu so he planned how he was going to do it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 5:54 pm
Hisame Aisuame
Hidden Rain
Toad Summon
[1/10]
Hisame Aisuame stood at a lake, leaning up against a tree. The axe in his hands was heavy. He had just received it as a prize in the chuunin exams. The axe was a powerful one. With one wave of the weapon, strong explosions went off. "Completely not my style." He was still grateful for the gift though. He set it down and admired the scenery. This was the spot where he had battled Kyoshou, just before the exams. I hope Kyoshou is doing alright. Hisame perked up. He was a chuunin now! But barely. He made a promise to himself to train harder, and learn more techniques. He sat down, against the tree and sighed. He was content with his recent success, but he had no one to share it with. Getting back home would take a long time, and no one else from his village had entered the exams.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 6:08 pm
 Kyoshou Kinuta...Kyoshou was laying down along a tree branch with one leg dangling over the edge. He stared up at the emerald foliage thinking about the recent events. He took in a deep breath before he responded "Thanks for that. You know. That thing you said back at Mythology? It really helped me feel better....I just wish things didn't have to end that way you know?" He grunted as he sat up carrying two sheaths on his back. One carrying the legendary Grasscutter, the other bearing the cursed Charon's Claw. He hopped off the tree bringing a few leaves down with him behind Hisame. He then continued "Koujin-kun promised he would bring Shisui back to me....he promised. So yeah, I can't dwell too much on it. I'll just have to be patient. In the mean time how 'bout we go another round? We never got to finish the first time." ...of the Twilight Sonata
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 6:22 pm
[2/10]
Hisame chuckled. This was the reverse of how the two met. It was but a few days ago, but seemed like an eternity. "Yeah, all right." Hisame stretched his back. "I'll be able to see what that Charon's Claw can do." The chuunin reached for the katana that used to be on his back. He had forgotten that it broke during the exam battle. Instead, he reached into his weapon's pouch and pulled out a scroll. He grabbed the end of the sheet, and threw the bulk of it. It unraveled, and poofed into a small cloud of grey smoke. Hisame unsheathed his katana, and fit the scabbard under the strap on his back. He twirled the katana around, and got into a fighting stance. "Ready?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 6:32 pm
Kyoshou Kinuta... "Trust me. If I used the Charon's Claw on you, you would live the rest of your years under the belief you were a five year old girl. Even just clashing swords with it wears down your mental capacity. For you, I'll use Orochimaru-san's weapon of choice. The legendary Grasscutter blade." Kyoshou said matter-of-factly. He unsheathed the blade that once belonged to the legendary Sannin as it gave off a strange blow. He pointed it at Hisame when it began to twist and turn. It morphed into a snake as it slithered along Kyoshou's arm, around his torso, and down his other arm which was still at his side as it slipped into that palm and reformed into the sword. He twitched his eyebrows at Hisame as he said "Pretty neat huh?" ...of the Twilight Sonata
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 6:44 pm
[3/10]
After hearing the effects of Charon's Claw, he was quite relieved it wasn't being used on him. The Grasscutter blade was quite a spectacle. Hisame already felt beaten after witnessing it's impressive transformation. "I can tell, this is going to be fun." Hisame made a few quick hand signs and started running at Kyoshou, brandishing his katana. Just before he was within striking range, Hisame fell into the ground, and popped up behind his friend. It was Underground Fish Projection. On the other side of Kyoshou, Hisame swung the back of his blade at his sparring partner's back.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 7:21 pm
Kyoshou Kinuta... Hisame had definitely gotten faster since their last encounter. Kyoshou turned to his side as he raised the blade to block his opponent's strike. He flipped to the side as the blade returned to its snake form clinging itself to Kyoshou's arm as he made a string of hand signs. He wanted to test Hisame's nerves. Kyoshou wanted to know if they were that of a naive but curious little boy, or that of a perverted man. He muttered "Oiroke no Jutsu" Kyoshou was enshrouded in a plume of smoke. As the smoke dispersed, Kyoshou's figure was replaced with the slender frame of a beautiful woman with long locks of silvery hair flowing down her body. The one missing detail about the woman was that she was wearing absolutly no clothing. The nude ninja jumped into the air causing a bit of 'bounce' as the snake reformed in her hand as its sword. She let out a battle cry as the she brought down the blade as hard as she could upon the new Rain Village Chuunin. Those who happened to pass by might be flabbergasted at the sight of the gorgeous but naked woman swinging the sword wildly. ...of the Twilight Sonata
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