A non or potentially interactive thread located in the Konohas acadademies training grounds. This shall be used document Seikas training experiences and her thoughts and feelings over this hard work!
Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2020 6:29 am
▰▰▰ |SHINOBI • INFO| ▰▰▰ • Haruno, Seika | D | Genin | Medical ninja | Bukijutsu
“haaaaah!! Pushing my body past my normal speeds is so difficult... I think I got the hand of it though!” Seika announces out loud laying in a awkward heap on the direct ground of one of the designated training sections in the academy, due to it being open topped the sun shone on her and a breeze cooled her off as it blew a gently up her legs and through the gaps of her oversized hoodie, across her outstretched arm and tickling her face a little with loose strands of waving hair. She was sprawled out on her back, her left hand limply on her stomach her right blocking the sun from getting in her eyes, the sight of which was blurred as her glasses were currently not being worn. The rest of her body looked like she’d being doing a bridge and had given up holding it and collapsed, A half dozen feet from the top of her head was a divot a bit over an inch deep dug out of the ground clearly showing the story behind her current posture on the ground. Practicing to properly master Jutsu was difficult and she’d been practicing hard today however for some reason things were like this now.
The story as to why was a simple one, she had tripped, albeit at a very high speed which was clearly indicated by the distance between where she was now and where she started. A flustered noise emitted from her mouth as she gave a long exhale, her lips vibrating together to allow the air to escape, her outstretched arm coming to rest on her chest as eyes began to close slowly and for a good ten seconds her slightly laboured breathing slowed and her facial expression relaxed as she appeared to start to go to sleep despite the Less than relaxing posture. The expression of peace and serenity was instantly broken as her eyes snapped open and without use other arms she dragged her body from its horizontal position up to a vertical one, the checkerboard hoodie that had been slightly bunch up from the tumble loosely reasserted its normal position due to gravity covering her midriff back up and nearly completely obscuring her black cargo shorts from sight. Seika slowly craned her head so as to survey her immediate surroundings and confirmed nobody else was there before loudly exclaiming “Booooooo!! I promised myself I’d get this down today, but it’s tough......!” The last word she stretched out in a long fluctuating whine before continuing to speak again, her voice deepening and she added a silly warble to it ”Don’t be lazy Seika-chan! Just a bit more, you know you can!! BAN...ZAI!! The first half of the last word she yelled as she sprung up in the air from where she kneeled, her heavy booted feet shooting toward the ground as her legs straightened out and she landed standing upright the word she yelled finishing in perfect sync with the thump of her landing, arm reaching to the sky energetically. (Whirlwind movement, acrobatic mastery )
Her expression was a little more relaxed than the energy and inflections her voice and body language exuded, the previously lazy seeming demeanour having done a full one eighty as she hopped gently forward two steps starting with her right foot. With a much more graceful and gentle motion than would be expected possible of someone in near knee high boots like hers. However as her right foot was about to land she looked over to her left and started to lower her body slightly, her right knee bending as her foot planted on the ground, all of her weight focused at that point. There was a slight slowing to her entire range of movement as her body reached the appropriate position, then just as her foot would turn slightly inward the direction and speed she was moving would change dramatically in an instant as Seika broke out into a full throttle sprint towards the eastern walls direction vanished from sight for a moment as she did so. (Body flicker, Wave Transmission Technique | Rank C-A)
The wall rapidly drew nearer as the girl would suddenly spring off her left foot into a jump, Her right foot light upward as she rose in an enormous kick. At this point her right foot was now positioned above her head at the end point of the kicks motion, instead of relaxing her leg however her muscles visibly tensed and despite the fact she’d lost most of her initial inertia she tore her heel downward suddenly and with great force, twisting her body to assist the act as she tucked herself into a ball, somersaulting nearly three complete time’s and speeding her movement up significantly. This was a near successful Whorl however she knew she wasn’t going to land on her feet due to the feeling the hair of her crown skimming the ground before the top of her back connected with the ground. (Whorl, razor wind kick)
Seika rapidly struck into the ground however the force of impact all but vanished as she partially extended an arm using it to try to continue tumbling, pushing off the floor and unfolding her body and turning to face the ground. As she extended her legs she planted her feet sideways so as to stop herself, skidding across the ground a foot or so as ground to a halt, she lowered her body slightly, tapping the ground with her right hand now facing towards the western wall. Her long hair swung about but the energy of her sudden stop and turning of her body cause it to snap round to rest at her back, her eyes focusing on the other wall her facial expression was one of minor scrutiny as she thought out loud “Not enough, I just need to push like earlier and also not be as over cautious, psyched myself out,.. fleh dummy! C’mon now, legs go! no limits, zaazooom!! ” (Mach flight, slicing handspring.)
With her last words word Seika shot forward a few steps before attempting another Whorl, this time without the kick, after four complete rotations she stuck out her left leg and dropped it down in slammed her heel into the floor with an audibly solid hit her heel digging almost three inches deep into the ground, her other leg bent in a partly crouching position her hands outstretched to help brace her bodies landing and balance and she hopped to her feet throwing a celebratory punch and the kicking her leg to shake out the shock she hadn’t avoided absorbing, but she was getting used to it and the fact she totally succeeded her first razor wind kick out weighed the mild pins and needles her heel was experiencing. She then proceeded to repeat the the same combination but quickly rolled backwards upon landing and took a defensive stance, mimicking drawing a Kunai out of her pouch and then repeating these drills for a little while with slight variations. (Centrifuge strike, swinging fury)
She wanted to take a break and knew if she did so she would ruin her effort so instead she decided to get a staff due to needing one for her practice as was and she hadn’t borrowed one to train with beforehand she’d simple use the trip to the locker as a small reprieve. She returned with more than her original intention, she carried three hurdles for training, a couple staffs and an few sodas she’d purchased with change someone forgot in the vending machine. Shed already guzzled an orange one and currently her mouth was carrying a triangle cut cheese sandwich which was part of a lunch she’d brought with her. She skillfully consumed that and each piece without much aid from her hands as she set up the three hurdles one after the other and stuck one of the staves in the ground half a foot beyond the last hurdle she had set up. When she’d finished setting up and the rest of her lunch, she prepared to to get back to it, ran to wards the first hurdle, lifted her body of the ground as she planted her hands on the top of the hurdle lifting her legs and started to perform the Mach flight technique, however she’d set the hurdle up backwards and promptly flopped onto the floor along with it. Seika stood up and without a word and burning red she picked up what she’d knocked down and turn it and the others the correct direct, proceeding the practice doing the parkour-esq kick of mach flight with dedication but lacking the spring her step had upon her return from lunch. (Hurricane kick, perfecting balance, freestyle whirlwind stage 3 complete +1 stat)
Using the hurdles she used them as a sort of ledge practicing various ways she could propel or vault herself over them and throw out powerful kicks, the occasional attempted whorl and testing how much additional force she could gain with the assistance of some sort of platform. Many times did she land uncomfortably, her knees were scraped up but she ignored ignored the discomfort and continued, she tested leaping backwards, doing some backflip, hand plant and others balancing or recovery actions but backwards before finally testing springing over the hurdles but backwards whilst still throwing the occasional kick or attempting to launch herself, she was quickly getting use to it and was pleased with the results and would move onto practicing with one of the staffs soon.(strong fist style, dynamic entry, dynamic action)
Collecting one of the staffs and popping open another soda and drinking a little she walked near the hurdles she’d set up, pointed the staff out in front of her and jogged swiftly towards the hurdle, planting the staff into the ground and leaping full force as she hauled herself forwards and along with the staff, her foot making a spectacular impact into the air half a foot beneath her goal and she turned her body towards the ground to make sure she didn’t brain herself on the hurdle or hit her nose. She rolled with a backwards break-fall and rolled twice before catching herself on her feet with a hard step to a dead stomp. She collected the staff and returned to where she started, took a few steps back and pulled out her glasses and put them on, then without even trying she proceeded to succeed I. Pulling of the technique she was attempting with a square on kick this time, the force from the vaulting sending the hurdle to launch away five or so feet and she fist pumped in celebration as she completed a reverse whorl after hitting the target, she got quite a bit of height and was still gripping the staff As gravity began to take effect (tackle charge, Leaf Spinning Wind)
She landed and stumbled backwards because the two and a half inch of height gained with her boots along with her focus aimed towards the success of the hurdle she kicked. Her distraction made her landed with her weight not correctly distributed, reaching the arm holding the staff and loosening her grip enough to let it slide so that the butt of the staff was in her hand, she made an exaggerated noise as she immediately regained her footing “Totally meant that, not like I fell zazaza!” She said ending the sentence with the odd, half fake snicker She normally used to express amusement, mischief or in this case triumph. She hummed some fanfare type tune whilst balancing on the heals of her boots staggering towards the hurdle she’d kicked away, she lasted about 12 feet before tripping almost to the floor but she spun fast pulling her body forwards and managing to barely get to her feet without her hands or staff touching the floor, spinning herself quickly as she lurched to stumble and in doing so preventing any further movement until she came to a halt, one foot raised of the ground in a way where the toe of her boot was only a few millimetres from the ground, as the second rotation fished she spun to a stand still. Her balance was definitely next level compared to what it had been, her practice was beginning to bear results.(leaf great whirlwind, crushing fist)
Flipping the hurdle up by stepping on the now up facing edge of the base of the hurdle and applying pressure to lever it up, then dragged it back to its starting location. Her knees were feeling a bit numb and various cuts and scrapes on her legs stung so she opted to finish with the hurdles and focus on some punching striking techniques more utilizing her arms or not using Something to vault over. The staff lent on her left shoulder as she positioned her in a stance focused on striking with her right side, then talking a quick half step forward she threw a straight punch turning her body ever so slightly so as to put as much of her strength possible behind the punch, then she repeated another step and altered her strike, continuing to do so, alternating between about eight strikes focused on her fist, a couple quick chopping motions, a few elbow strikes, three quick palm strikes aim at alternating heights. For her last strike of the set she took a full step and a half shoot forward quickly and throwing the staff in the air, her right hand pulling in close to her body as her elbow bent before shooting forwards to a straight position as she moved forward, the step ending suddenly as her body lowered a little and her arm made an audible whooshing noise her body rigid and u moving for a second before she slowly withdrew her arm, straightened and switched her stance to the left side, reaching an arm out as the staff landed on her shoulder and her outstretched palm, closing her fingers and repeating this set with her left arm, repeating these sets ten times, then another ten for good measure.(Peregrine Falcon Drop, painful sky leg.)
Continuing to practice techniques more of her villages strong fist style as the major focus at that point she started to throw solid kicks in quick succession, a much larger variety the her arm and hand strikes, finishing off by bracing close to the ground and launching an enormous leaping knee, her hair whipping across her face as her glasses flipped upwards almost coming off of her ears. On reflex Seikas hands both shot to her temple and pressed against her frames, repositioning them as she turned to face her starting point in mid air and comfortably landed, skipping a step forward on one foot after landing, the heel of her other leg popping up to a ninety degree angle then popped down to rest beside its companion on the ground. She snickered at her own panic as she pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose with her left ring finger to try and secure its perch and avoid their potential destruction. She then proceeded to practice the same kicking forms with her other leg, this time upon her conclusive technique of the set her glasses stayed fast so she tested a whorl but in reverse to try and land back where she started, landing only a couple of feet short, needing to put some effort into ensuring she didn’t fall over. Repeating these maneuvers for a good half hour more she stopped and looked up at the sky, wiping her hair out of her face and wiping sweat off of her face. (Leaf Herculean Whirlwind, Knee Strike )
“And now to try the big one, if I get this right, I deserve to get a rest” The girl said, her breathe laboured as she crouched down for a moment leaning her arms on her knees and throwing the staff on the ground, taking a moment to herself, restraining the urge to go grab her soda she stood back up into a wide stance, her legs apart, knees bent as she faced the ground her left hand was positions little in front of her chest, her right hand a few inches further out as she concentrated, focusing on the muscles through her body, slowly extending her left hand slightly toward the ground as she drew her right further into her body beside her chest. She remembered how the movements were meant to be executed, the whole form, the movements and had practiced them all, she’d struck sandbags for hours and wore her gloves to assist in preparing for this moment. Unleashing all of the force she her, lowering her body and extending her right fist she smashed it towards the dirt floor, she closed her eyes as she did so as she was worried her arm wouldn’t take it but pushed forward and followed through, her fitting impacting accompanied by a loud and definitive snapping noise coming from the direction of her arm. Seika went pale her eyes tightened in preparation for the pain, however besides a mild throbbing from her fist, it never came. Slowly she opened her eyes and was met by the broken mess of the staff she’d cast onto the floor a few moments prior and her eyes wider in surprise and relief, she fell to her but opening her mouth to laugh only to discover that she never inhaled after throwing the punch because her froze in anticipation from the sound, this resulted in her gasping for air, coughing and laughing all at once essentially and she flopped onto her back catching her breathe before laughing hysterically at her mistake. ( Leaf Shadow Dance, Leaf Herculean Whirlwind, 3rd level strong fist mastered +1 stat point.)
After she calmed down she sat up and winced as she stretched out her legs to look at the damage done, Using both of her hands she focused her chakra in her hands and placed them over her legs, she began to get information but that quickly stopped as she was focusing to much with her eyes than on her chakra resulting in the technique ending. She clicked her tongue at this, remembering that she had to be precise with her chakra control when using medical Jutsu. She closed her eyes and repeated the hand seals holding her hands out and this time obtaining the information in total without opening her eyes, she confirmed the incoming bruises as well as all the documented cuts and scraps on her body from the training. She pulled her hoodie off to look at the scapes on her elbows she didn’t notice before and started to get to her feet. (Diagnosis [ Shindan ] | Rank E, Power of Resistance [ Teikouryoku ] | Rank E | Variable, Donation and Circulation [ Gien to Kairan ] | Rank E | Variable)
She walked over carrying her hoodie, her small frame much more visible now she was wearing a green t-shirt with the villages symbol visible on her back of a slightly faded black. Grabbing her soda she ingested the rest of it then placed it on the ground and with her foot crushed it, putting it with the rest of her stuff to throw out later. She then proceeded to do handseals, focusing her chakra and expressing the name of the technique she was attempting to use, however she wasn’t used to using the technique to coagulate her blood. This was excessive as she was barely bleeding however she needed the excuse to practice and thus weaving the handseals again she muttered the techniques name and it triggered. The result was that one of her legs wounds darkened slightly as the blood coagulation sealed the wounds with an initial layer of healing. She did this again to her other leg, the effects stopping all other bleeding that may have been taking place on her body, she pulled out some antiseptic wipes from her bags and cleaned off her legs. (Cleanse, healing hand and thread learned.)
As she dabbed away with one hand she tested weaving seals with her other hand performing the healing hand technique and holding the hand over where she was cleaning, waiting for the wounds beneath her hand to slowly start to shrink. Seika focused with intrigue on watching the wounds close, it was fascinating and she definitely was almost seeing results that would make the Jutsu usable in combat, she only needed to improve her chakra control and accelerate the effects of the technique a little more. Her hand shifted over to her other leg as the only sound was the mild pulsing breeze like noise the healing light from her hand was coming off and the occasional quiet drawn out exhale of her breathe as she was breathing slowly due to concentrating and the increasing drain on her chakra. She then snapped her hand shut, ending the technique, now wiping her leg with a new wipe and cleaning it off she could she that the wounds were mostly healed, a large grin spreading across her face as was pleased with her results and knew her parents would appreciate her finally getting a handle on some medical techniques. (Extract, bandage skill, chakra scalpel)
However pleased she was she knew that her progress would become stagnant if she simply stopped training when she saw results so she sort of meditated for half an hour trying to mold more chakra to use to train. Whilst she did this she focused on trying to mold her fire nature chakra, as she focused her hands close together a flame formed in between her palms and floated there, her brow scrunching so she could ensure she took the right measures so as not to burn herself with the technique, it wasn’t that she didn’t know how she just didn’t practice it much, however having learned to properly shape chakra for her medical techniques, moulding and controlling this flame without burning herself was not very difficult, although she could still feel the heat, that needed to change, lest she burn herself again trying to perform intermediate fire Jutsu, she knew all to well that those burns hurt. Thus she continued focusing on her chakra, manipulating its flow until the heat from the flame was not discomfiting and was almost even pleasant feeling on the floor palm of her hands. (Flame resistance technique and fireproof technique C-rank)
At the flame crackled in between her hand she separated them a few increases and started to increase the chakra she was supplying, the flames rapidly intensifying, it’s size a little above a baseball as lifted her arms and the flaming ball above her head. She then made a motion as if to throw the flame ball she wasn’t actually gripping and attempted to launch the chakra formed projectile, the projectile releasing from her control and traveling about ten feet, slapping into the ground and bursting about, the flames dissipating and a small puff of smoke being left in there wake. Since that was a clear failure she tried again, however she formed seals only with one hand and pointing her index and middle finger upwards and a new orb quickly formed, maybe two thirds of its predecessors size. She flicked her wrist and her two fingers bending, the tiny fireball launching at a distant target, hitting the upper corner and scorching the wood in that area, repeating this a few more times she began to understand how to mold fire nature to a much greater degree. (Fox fire, flaming palm technique d-rank)
Seika got to feet and stretching out both of her hands she began to focus fire nature into the palm of her hands and tried to sustain it as long as possible, this was only a quick burst of flames generating mere centimetres tall for less than a second, bewildered as she though she’s last longer she did so again, lasting even less time, the flames height shorter. She cursed and close her eyes, fire release flashed in her palms again and flashed every second or so. Seika kept this up for almost 30 minutes before she felt her chakra nearly depleted, so she stopped and instead decided to use the rest of her chakra with an actual large and satisfying release of flames. Placing one of her hands to her side she leapt into the air as high as she could, performing a whorl to gain height and speed, during this she skillfully wove handsigns with her left hand, repositioning herself with that palm open and performing whorl a second time however she did not land on her feet, instead she almost struck the ground head first, however just before getting within her arms reach of the ground, her arm rapidly extended as she performed strong fist, pressure palm technique, at the same time unleashing all her remaining fire nature chakra creating a forceful flame wave emotes from that point lasting one a couple seconds but impressive none the less. He open palm pulverized the ground it struck, Seika balancing for a second before casually rolling forwards to her feat and skipped over to her clothes celebration evident in her stride, however she’d burned her arm and hand, she had in all her efforts forgotten to save enough chakra to protect herself.(Viel technique and Flash Fan Technique [ Hoteri Ougigata no Jutsu ] | Rank D )
Despite smiling a couple or tears flowed down her cheeks due to the pain hitting all at once, she sat down on her hoodie, using her good hand she went through her bag and pulled out her lunchbox and a bottle of water which she opened and poured half the contents slowly on the burn. The burn which now was pulsing and felt warm shooting sensations only made worse by the sun wasn’t all that bad, she focused her chakra in her good hand and cleansed the wound. Upon satisfaction she poured some more water on her hand, dropping the bottle and weaving new hand sign and this time performed the bandaging skill, the effect of the technique Immediately soothed her wound as the bandages lightly formed around the wound and wrapped tightly across her hand, covering from the top joint of her fingers all the way to her forearm observing her new wrapped up her thoughtfully ”I really can’t believe I ruined that glove.. I liked it” The girl winged looking at her right hand and it’s glove which was perfectly fine, wondering if she could buy a single one to replace it, contemplating stealing one if she could not, the thought was fleeting as she went to grab her things and go see a nurse, her day of training was over(Medical Release: Dark Instant Movement Technique [ Eiseijutsu: Kuro Shunshin no Jutsu ] | Rank D, Medical Water Release: Water Mosquito [ Iryō Suiton: Suika ] | Rank C | Variable, massage)
As she packed to leave she was thinking about how she’d been on a roll that week and was recollecting the training she was doing when she first noticed. Seika and another student were practicing gen-Jutsu in class, thus taking turns attempting to catch one another in a gen Jutsu they were practicing and to see if their partner could break the Jutsu. They’d both required a lot of focus as gen-Jutsu wasn’t something simple and the fact was clear with their struggles to affect the others senses, she’d manage to disable her partner sense of smell however her partner caught her in an actual gen-Jutsu and quickly restricting her movements within the illusion. Perhaps it was the fact she was trapped so all she could do was concentrate or perhaps it was her competitive nature but whilst refusing to yield her hand was loose enough and the conditions she needed to catch her opponent in a Genjutsu presented itself, the technique flowed effectively as now she was in a Genjutsu she was Better tuned with her partners chakra and enchanting them with an eye contact based trigger and managed to yell herself into a sore victory. (Thundering voice and ▰ Leer of the Peculiar [ Dokuji no Gyoushi ])
Different lessons ———— (the teacher here is only there for roleplay reasons I’m, no bonuses are being applied beyond it being at the academy.
Seika stood within one of the indoor training areas of the academy nervously awaiting instruction from a friend of her mother’s whom Seika was to be learning from. Seika just called her auntie due to her and Seikas mom being friends and recently Seikas mom hounded her daughter into learning from her amd areanfes this and Seika liked her a lot and they got along well and Seika was going to learn a combat style that would be the serve as a strong foundation. The reason she was nervous was she was wearing wooden sandals, her hair was tied up decoratively and she was adorned in makeup and jewellery and of all things a Yukata, she was told she’d be learning a combat style but currently all she’d learned was etiquette, how to serve guests, how to walk far to slowly and inefficiently and lastly the stance to stand in when standing idle or in conversation and she was gripping a fan in her hand which was meant to serve as a weapon. She to was taught how to use the fan in a proper sense and the most efficient method to use the tool, this was a ploy her mother cooked up to make her be more proper and like their traditional “ideal lady” and her interest was waining up until the teach told her to pretend to backhand someone with the fan and showed her the motion to do so followed by a swift and powerful yet elegant roundhouse and Seika was then hooked. ( Akira of speed, +1 = Flowing Stance [ Nagareru Shisei ] )
Seika was taught the basis to the Akira style finding an immediate appreciation for it and the effort and skill it required, whilst accepting there was nothing delicate about it. She was quickly handed another fan and taught how to perform an explosive movement know as the first step, it also incorporated a defensive and offensive can technique. The Akira styles fans were meant to be bladed unlike this training fan she had however she quickly learned about the powerful cuts and slashing techniques the style offered. Seika was following dancing steps and movements, learning when the fan was effectively used with what motions she performed, finding which ones she could cut with or use it to instead blow projectiles away or stop someone In their tracks with wind force produced by the fan alone. (Brutes swing, +1 = phantom rush)
Crossing rise was took a bit more effort for Seika to get a handle of, she was used to using brute force combine with speed, however precision and timing of a much greater focus was required to dutifully execute this technique, she had to move in a fast and with purpose, however had to remain balanced and light on her feet for the entire technique including immediately before execution and after completion. After repeating the motions dozens of times she began to get the idea on how it worked and also understand how damaging the attack was and that she could hamper someone’s armor with mere fans and skill, this was extremely impressive and she made sure to practice with her all and promised to herself she’d practice these movements every day. The sound of the fans cutting through the air without the proper design was impressive enough she couldn’t wait to try out a real one, although she noted the need to buy one, actually a pair of them. (The first step, crossing rise.)
Another technique fitting to the young Genin was dancers reprieve, the suddenness and speed of the dodge, plus it involved going lower down and her height helped with that, her agility too. As she swung the fan mimicking her teachers movements however producing far inferior results with the shockwave, of coarse Auntie praised the quick learning and motivated the girl into dismissing her momentary disappointment. Practicing the movements without the fan being opened was what she was instructed to do as Seika went through the motions in slow motion and gentle had her posture and footwork corrected where need be and how she arc her arm. This was effective advice leading to seika quickly getting a hang of the technique after memorizing the new and more efficient way of moving her body, the grace added to its movements created the optimal flow and Seika successfully deflected her teacher who landed comfortable a few feet back congratulating the excited teal haired teenager. (Dancers reprieve, concussive clapping)
Another Jutsu involving both fans was The Akira styles second step; concussive clap, Seika could not get the technique that day but she insisted the her teacher demonstrate it multiple times and allowed her movements to be micromanaged. She knelt politely completely unbothered by her attire despite others utilizing the facility being present, she was to busy listening intently to advice on how To maintain the correct form and training tips on what might help her get the hang of the technique a little easier. The lecture spanned in depth and Seika was instructed to quietly listen and practice her form dancing specifically, at one point having Seika practice serving tea properly with adequate grace and speed, expecting her to do so until she served the tea up to par and that she didn’t spill a drop. Seika needlessly took quite a while to get a passing grade and knew she’d be practicing this for the rest of her life, especially as the movements all would serve to train the Akira style. (Shinobi slash, graceful whirl)
The third stage came up in the lecture in relation to the serving of tea elegantly, that if done properly and timed correctly, elegance itself could bolster ones defense if timed appropriately and to such an extent one could not disregard it. At the end of the lecture Seika wanted to show her willingness to commit and despite her prior resistance wanted to go through the motions a few more time and that she was wanting honest and critical commentary. She danced happily but the beats in she winced at being told to stop and do it right and she reluctantly laughed realizing this might be a little more critical than she meant and take a good amount of time longer. She groaned once and dared not again when she saw the look she got as she was expected to take it completely seriously. “Yes Sensei I’ll do it correctly like a proper lady, I didn’t mean to complain.” She stammered out then apologized and obediently and quietly did as she was told until exhausted three hours later she’d performed an “adequate enough.” Job and after bowing and giving thanks she dropped back to her casual demeanour. (Elegant timing, twirling deception, stage 3 Akira style mastered +1 stat)
However her training wasn’t over, she was handed a scroll and told to learn the Jutsu on it at her parents bequest as Seika was only learning these martial arts for self defense if required, her parents strongly believing she intended to focus on the medical core and be a non-combatant. Grabbing the scroll reluctantly Seika performed the handseals required and demonstrated she already knew the Jutsu and that she was keeping up with her medical training, this was chastised just like her dancing and she was instructed to do it right, any protest died before the were ever attempted and seika got to focusing and practicing the Jutsu and make it of an acceptable efficiency. Manipulating her chakra like this was difficult considering how tired she was and all she’d had in the past six our was green tea. They hum of chakra hummed from her hands as tried improving her manipulation and distribution of chakra with the technique and humming in frustration but with enough of a tune to pretend she was simply doing so out of a content nature, although she was certainly quite happy at that time from the days training hence her smile was real.
(Blood coagulation, mental medicine, temperature control)
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▰▰▰ |SHINOBI • INFO| ▰▰▰ • Haruno, Seika | D | Genin | Medical ninja | Bukijutsu Appearance :
Thiswith Teal hair, le bret piercing, Teal eyeliner and shadow. Wearing an oversized beetle guise striped hoodie, black cargo shorts, one pink and black and one pink and green knee socks, buckled gothic boots, camouflage backpack, forehead protector around neck. Carrying a sheathed Katana ninjato
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Learning to become a medical requires more than medical knowledge it requires the ability to survive, and stay out of or escape situations if need be, Seika being an enormously large fan of close combat and being extremely adept at such led her into neglecting her ninjutsu and knowing basic shinobi techniques to help her survival. Sitting legs crossed and barefooted, the girls right hand was extended in a maintained handseal, her eyes were closed tightly and her mouth was quivering in silent protest and concentration as she found that maintaining the chakra in the correct way all across her body was a lot harder than she thought, due to another technique she was used to doing something similar but with enormous amounts more chakra spent in comparison. She was reaching the end of the amount of time she had been instructed to hold the technique and reaching the final stretch it looked more like someone holding their breathe rather than maintaining a Jutsu, making it look all the more so as she exhaled forcefully and collapsed on her back the instant she knew she’d reached the time required and panted. (Shadowing Stealth Technique, Escaping Skill [ Nawanuke no Jutsu ] )
”haaaah, hah, hah, w..why did I get forced... to do that until noo...ahhhhhh I’m pooped and there’s still more...” Seika spoke to herself taking a moment to rest, the ball her hands in fists and pounded the ground childishly “I don’t wanna!! This sucks why do I gotta learn these Jutsu for being a medical-nin.. sooo lame!!” She complained, deliberately ignoring the fact she knew the reason why, this just was a lot of last minute training being graduation. the girl whined for a while long by making noises and groans of dissatisfaction before a thought stuck her and she paused in her feigned tantrum before grinning an idea flashing into mind, which would allow her to be lazy with the excuse of training. ”Zeeh-heh-heh, lets see it was like this right? Tanukineiri no Jutsu!” These last words were preceded by the appropriate handsigns being performed with her eighth hand as she focused manipulating her chakra correctly, her head raising a few inches so she could pull her good over her head and covering her face. When she spoke the last words and activated the technique, there was a slight pause as nothing happened, she opened her mouth to question it, her body stirring to sit up as the technique hit and the girl fell into an immediate sleep.(Feigning Sleep Technique, barrier shatter technique. 1 training coupon also used on these type of Jutsu granting substitution technique and strangling hair technique)
( 5 more coupons spent at the academy on fire style training = 10 fire techniques learned listed below.
Flare Technique, cinder technique, Flame Spread Technique, Ember Clone Technique, Great Fireball Technique, Flame Whirlwind, Mythical Fire Flower Technique, Bomb Blaze Technique, Burning Rush
7 coupons also used on learning water style. = 14 techniques listed below
Water Manipulation, Trick of Water, water sword, Water Mirror Technique, Black Clouds Technique, Water Clone Technique, water shield technique, beach crab, Breathing Underwater Technique, hidden mist technique, Mist Vision Technique, Rising Water Cutter, Tornado of Water, Water Prison Technique
2 coupons on medical Jutsu = 6 techniques learned listed below
Lung Inflation, Circulation of the Blood, Phantom Limb, Blood Transfusion Skill, Tenketsu Reinforcement, tenketsu weakening, tenketsu connection
3 on kaiser fist style = 9 techniques learned listed below . Heavy punch, sudden straight, crumbling overhead, Kaiser crown, Kaiser armor, elbow bolt, Guillotine Drop, iron backhand, style mastered stage 3 Total cost 20 of 25 coupons = 5 remain)
————— Stamina 500/500 | Chakra 500/500 Ryo | 42000
Posted: Sun May 24, 2020 1:30 am
▰▰▰ |SHINOBI • INFO| ▰▰▰ • Haruno, Seika | C | Genin | Medical ninja | Bukijutsu Appearance :
This with Teal hair, Halloween style orange and black eye-shadow and eyeliner. Wearing orange and black socks with matching converse style shoes, Orange wide necked t-shirt with black tank top beneath. Orange and black striped fingerless glove on her left hand and a black fingertip-less glove on her right, with orange and black striped sleeve on her forearm, black short skirt(not mini) short shorts.
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A long day of training and work faced the young shinobi today as she sat in one of the trees in one of the external training yards. Her back was to the tree and leaning of it, a few scrolls balanced in her lap careful as she read from one unfurled and held in her hands. The young girl muttered the words on the scroll out loud trying to commit the information to memory on the first attempt, although her attitude toward genJutsu training was of low interest but she had been instructed to do so and was told she was half decent at it, that her trick to catch people with any genJutsu with eye contact was rare and basically exclusive to the uchiha. Thus upon completion of the scrolls information she decided to reread it, a new level of taking her training and work more seriously was a new practice the girl was trying to stick with after her positive run in with Sadayo a week back.
A reason she was willing to do this was that genJutsu was very useful for support and crowd control, being useful at a distance she could backup and protect her comrades without putting them at risk with using ninjitsu. Having committed the scroll to memory at this point she rolled up the scroll and swapped it of with a different one on her lap, opening the new scroll she set about reading it, quickly realigning her glasses then getting to business. She didn’t have anyone to practice them on... with, totally with people not on them.. so right now reading was all she had, putting the Jutsu to memory meant when she got a valid sucker partner she’d be able to throw out some tests with what she’d learned and practice from there. Her backpack dangled beside her whilst hanging on a pinned kunai, she snakes her lower hand into it and carefully produces some fries from a concealed fast food bag and places them into her mouth and biting off the first half of their quantity.
The food was still warm and that caused her to quietly react with satisfaction, then throwing the remaining quantity she held into her mouth and consumed them. Performing this ritual a couple more times she paused and reached deeper into the bag, producing a milkshake and sipping on its straw to wash down the fries. Pulling a napkin out at this point, she carefully wiped her fingers and around her lips with it, the depositing it back where it came, she didn’t want to get the scrolls all greasy. She finished reading this scroll over and of coarse as a result read it over again to commit it to memory, she was just thinking how boring this was before a crow landed in her Peripheral vision and those thoughts immediately left her. As she slowly cycled through a few handsigns then made a noise to attract the poor crows attention, it’s head turning cautiously, the moment it’s vision met hers, the poor animal was caught.
The crow found its vision locked with hers, the girl giving off an uncomfortable feeling that made the crow uneasy but unsure of it trying to flee might lead to disaster. That was her intent, at least until she broke the genJutsu then she would make it need to move, well believe it needed to move anyway. With a couple more seals she made a quick sudden movement, breaking the initial illusion and startling the crow. The bird attempted to fly away but as it flew up it got the shock of a kunai flying out of the foliage at it and barely dodged, cawing angrily. A second fly at it, then a third before finally the crow got away, flying fast and scared. She snickered to herself, the silly bird had not clue at all that these were little more than illusions and that they were not real, however she doubted that really mattered to the agitated animal waving At it as It disappeared.
At that point she hopped out of the tree and unraveled a new scroll, putting it on the ground and her sword ontop of a seal marking atop it, Doing a seal and putting her hand to the weapon, causing it to vanish into the scroll. That hand been easy, the next part would be to bite the tip of her thumb and summon back the weapon, which was the exact motions she went through, pausing before she took a n** at the top of her thumb producing a spot of blood. Next she pressed it to the scroll and spoke the magic words, “summoning Jutsu!” Her sword reappeared in the palm of her hand, she took a practice swing pretending she was in combat, looked at the sword after and nodded with satisfaction. It was then she got called by an academy teacher, it was time to get to work, hence she set off to where the kumite was taking place.
(Mission D-rank:Treat the students injuries.)
Sitting to the offside Seika smugly watched the students fight each other in miniature bouts that revolved mainly around tai and buki-Jutsu, few of these kids could use elemental techniques yet or properly fit in basic ninjitsu yet so it was basically like the blood sport movie but less silly and more silly. The smug look was focused at a kid who’d complained about her being there and now himself was injured, she was lording the embarrassment over him simply with the look she gave as he shuffled over sulkily. “Hey there champ, so you got yourself a concussion by how things looked from here!” She said cheerfully, putting emphasis on the words “hurt yourself.” As the boy had fallen of his own bad footing and whacked his head on a tree, Seika found this genuinely hilarious.
She put an ice pack to his wound and told him to hold it there as she put up a finger and told him to follow it with his eyes, before slowly moving the finger around. Doing a few other small tests she told him that he did indeed have a concussion and pulled away his ice pack, starting to look at the bump closely, before kindly giving him a single painkiller, told him to take it as it’d help later before she walked around behind him. Pulling out supplies she began to clean the boys wound, this didn’t take her to much poking and disinfectant to purify and without a word of warning as the alcohol numbed the wound slightly she pulled out a suture kit, threaded the needle and set about giving the lad five stitches, closing the wound gently when lightly tightened it before tying it off and clipping the thread.
“You should be good now, by that I mean you sit right here, sip a drink, don’t eat and don’t move. I’m going to accelerate the healing of your injury in a minute but that doesn’t mean you can ignore my instructions... ohh and if you try falling asleep I will slap you so hard your concussion will increase from mild to serious.” She informed the boy, slapping her hand down on his shoulder forcefully to demonstrate the fact she was not weak and a slap would seriously hurt, so he nodded after gulping, sitting up straight and taking the bottled drink she offered him. She smiled to herself as she stood over him, putting her hands together and using the required seals for a minor healing hands technique, holding her hand over the wounded spot of the boys head her palms began to glow and healing chakra stuck the young shinobi in trainings wound, slowly causing it to start sealing itself shut partially before she stopped her “magic” and informed the kid the stitches would be absorbed and to sit tight until this little event was over.
(Learned genJutsu = 12 after academy bonuses. Fuuinjutsu = 3 after learning bonus.)
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2020 10:42 pm
▰▰▰ |SHINOBI • INFO| ▰▰▰ • Haruno, Seika | C | Genin | Medical ninja | Bukijutsu Appearance/clothes :
no piercings today. She is wearing standard medical ninja garb with long sleeves hiding her hands, she has a secondary robe over top of it of similar design and color, it’s sleeves also oversized, the combination of both making it hard to notice the weapons weighing on her sleeves. Wearing a backpack gloves and a Katana Ninjato on her waist. (Basically equipment listed in profile.)
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(Narrative mission: The realities of being a medical shinobi, A-rank) (Prevelent NPCs for sake of plot and the fact I’m to lazy to ask anyone else to participate in this mission with me. So we will have... Toka - B-rank chuunin, squad leader ninjutsu/sensory, lady mid 20s Haru - C- rank genin, tai/tamer inuzuka boy Takaru - D rank genin, bloodline specialist Hyuuga
Ooc Stamina 805/805 | Chakra 805/805 Stats+Totals after boosts • Strength 2• Speed 6 • Agility 6• Endurance 2 Boosts
Ryo | 22000
Weapons used: Bladed fans(not my Konoha chakra Korabo ones.) Actions and costs]
Costs reduction by combat medic applied 1activation: 2nd: 3rd:
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