The last thing on her mind that might prove itself useful was learning the art of illusions. However, illusions were becoming the new first item on her mind. She didn’t know what lies ahead of her and wanted to be prepared. Sadayo would return to the academy. She would hurry to find the proper location for her next skill. A label on a shelf indicated the contents on the shelf. Genjutsu. She would eagerly take a scroll containing the teaching of illusions to study. “Chameleon Skin” was an imperfect illusion tactic that wasn’t too difficult to achieve. How could she study the technique on herself? She needed someone to test the hiding technique on to find how effective her grasp was on it. As a genin herself, it wouldn’t be too hard to appeal to any other genin floating around the academy, right? With the scroll in her hand, Sadayo would look for the first genin she saw which turned out to be a blue-haired boy with brown eyes. She would ask the blue-haired boy if he had a moment to help her learn a few things, if he wasn’t busy. The boy looked back at her, looking skeptical of the scroll she had in her hand, and nodded slowly ”Perfect! It’s genjutsu! I promise isn’t nothing too painful…! Sadayo says and waves him to follow.
The girl would position herself near a wall of scrolls and books. At her side was a potted leafy tree in the nearest corner. The shelves and tree would grant her some variety to mask herself with. Sadayo shooed the boy to stand several steps away before trying the technique. The technique would have to activated via her chakra (and her opponent has to look at her? The information about what triggers illusions isn’t 100% straightforward anymore) should mess with the opponent’s sight of her and her only. Sadayo would make the necessary hand seals. [1 - 2]
In a battle scenario, it would probably be in her favor to pull a dramatic crying of an off-the-wall technique name to throw off the opponent, maybe, at least before they could take a look in her direction. The blue-haired boy blinked with a perplexed look on his face. A sound guess was that this illusion of hers must have pulled through. “Are you supposed to disappear?” the boy asks to the seemingly empty room. [2-2 Learned: Hada no Kamereon [ Chameleon Skin ] Rank: E]
Sadayo would cancel the chameleon illusion and read over another one. She held her hand out as if she were asking the boy to wait. ”Yeah. That was the jist of it. Here’s another. It’ll look weird inside though.” She told the blue-haired genin to stand a few more paces back and build a tad greater space between them. Suna Arashi no Shinto, in this case, means deadly sand storm. A sandstorm indoors would be an interesting feat and a dead giveaway to this technique being an illusion. [1-4] For a good minute, Sadayo was standing still and pouring her focus over the text. The item was another visual trick which proved generally useful in the desert where a sandstorm could happen, seemingly, on the fly. Outdoors or open buildings may be good locations, however, the open fields were prime for this technique. The illusion was designed to perk on the instant it was cast, given the timing was correct, and the opponent couldn’t see through what was going on. Intelligence was a key factor to the success of this illusion. [2-4]
Stupid opponents may take a second or two before realizing the issue. But no matter the level of intelligence be of whoever Sadayo’s opponents could be the illusion could maybe buy her, maybe, a minute to get her act together. The girl would perform the hand seal which would shortly whip up a collection of dust and sand from the floor. The heap of dust and sand would rapidly grow and evolve into the sensation of a rush of wind from some direction. Sand flying into the boy’s person. The boy, regrettably, didn’t see this coming but now understood why she claimed it would be strange indoors. 3-4] The noise level was escalating with loud, whistling, wind gusts carrying a ceaseless spray of sand would impede the boy from wanting to move. He choses to shield his eyes from the false storm until Sadayo ends the technique. From her side, she was not affected by this illusion. She wasn’t forced to endure a wave after wave of loose sand. The puppeteer would end the technique with a notable sorry feeling for having used a fellow genin for her training. She would thank him and bow before rolling up the scroll and returning it back to the shelf [4-4 Learned: Suna Arashi no Shinto [ Deadly Sand Storm Rank: D]
What was next for the puppeteer? The Waiting Game!
• Conductive by Nature: Metal components on puppets, within close to mid-range, are susceptible to conducting Sadayo's electrical ninjutsu during actions.
◈ Attributes:
• Efficient Fingers: Chakra cost for Kugutsu C Rank and above is reduced by 10 points. •Part of the Act: Chakra regain is increased by [10]. Increasing regeneration rate up to [15] chakra and maintaining stamina regain at [5] (applies to During Combat situations)
◈ Combat Activity: OUT OF COMBAT Jutsu Active: Chakra; 510 Chakra Chakra Activity: [0/3 Activation :: SADAYO] [0/3 Activation :: PUPPET] [# Supplementary Activation] [# Offensive Activation]
◈ Puppet Information
{Yūutsu 憂鬱} : Status: Inactive
- "Tear Spray" B - Rank seal :: 3 Post Cooldown :: Ready - 25 Senbon :: No Poison Applied :: Ready
Masato entered the training grounds, unknowingly emmiting an odorless gas as he walked, eager to get moving on his big day. He shifted his eyes back and forth as he arrived, scoping out the area. Two female ninja were present walking about as he wandered. [ B Rank Custom: 1/3] There was Zhi, training with her father just before he was about to leave. Masato would stay his distance, sparing them from the odorless gas. Then, the girl who he wanted to fight in the classroom days ago. Maybe he'd get to fight her now? Fighting Zhi would be a treat for him. Simply watching her fight back at the dojo was enough to cause him to go into a rage. For now he would go back outside, noting that several academy students seemed to be sleeping or coughing hard as he wandered the halls. [B Rank Custom 1/3]
Finally, nearing the academy ring, Masto saw the line up board. His eyes lit up as he saw he was the first fight. " Wooo. I'm getting fired up early!" He said, clenching both fists as they popped and cracked. His menacing grin would scare away some spectating genin or academy students as he looked like a delinquent the way he smiled. Those who were still near the ring began to cough uncontrollably and leave the area. It was then that Masato realized his smoke had become clear, emitting a silent repellent by mistake, taking this time, he deactivated it intentionally. [B Rank Custom 3/3]
As excited as he was, Masato would approach Zhi to get her thoughts before hand. " Aye, Zippy." He said, squatting down on a tree limb just outside the arena. " You ready to put on a show here?" He wasn't sure who the person he was fighting first's name was, but he knew it wasn't her.
[Resting 1/2]
As he rested upon the branch, he wondered who his next fight after this would be. Looked like it was going to be that blondie or possibly some other kid. Masato knew that if blondie had the kusarigama, he'd probably win either way. That chain weapon was no joke, got him shocked and forced him to pause afterall.
__ Zhi made it to the part of the academy that the Kazekage reserved for the event. While she was looking the arena over she started to wonder if there might be any special sorts of rules put in place besides obviously not being allowed to harm one's opponent too badly. What if ring outs were a thing? Oh, that'd make things so much harder in her match, knowing that Tetsuhiko could use his magnetism to fly. Zhi cringed a little at the thought of having more disadvantages but snapped back to reality when she heard her nickname called by a peer. "YEEEAAAH!!" She bounced up and down once and threw a thumbs up high over her head toward Masato. If nothing else, she was still very eager to be able to participate in and spectate on matches for this tournament. Whether she got credit for the idea or not, Zhi was just happy that it was happening. "What about you?" She asked him while lowering her hand.
Masato grinned. Zhi was clearly just as pumped up as Masato was. His blood was already boiling as he saw her eagerness to fight. Her enthusicastic thumbs up was quite like a child still but it was expected given she was still very much a child. He jumped down from his perch, standing next to her, shoving his fist into his open palm, generating a clapping noise to show his readiness. His eyes narrowed as he focused on his fight. From his hands a small spurt of smoke plumed as though they had been ablaze when they contacted each other. " Oh, I'm all fired up!" He exclaimed.
__ Zhi nodded and smiled, "Good! I'll have fun watching your match, o-ni-i-chan." She was clearly teasing him by referring to him as an older brother, but Zhi remembered how rowdy this guy was when they first met. Somehow, he seemed even stronger since then. She didn't know much of anything about Masato's opponent, but hoped that it would be a good fight all the same.
My Name Is Atsuma Ket. Pleasure To Meet You! I Hope We Can Become Great Friends!
Atsuma practiced Genjutsu as his main offensive arsenal, but realized the utility of ninjutsu in battle. His plans weren't always going to succeed. He had to be versatile. Ninjutsu would spread his abilities to cover every facet he ignored or forgot. He found an array of scrolls in the academy. Each with different elements on them. His affinity was Raiton and Fuuton. He decided to start with Fuuton for no reason in particular. It might have fit well with his Origami no Mai. The first technique in question that he would dip his toes in would be Gale Surge. A very useful technique for someone of his rank that would be going up against people of the same. Manipulating his chakra he manifested a strong current of air in front of him. The noise was odd. He didn't quite like it.
Gale Surge - D
Atsuma realized something. He could use one elemental affinity for defensive techniques and Raiton for offensive. Or maybe he could use both defensively. Either way he felt a certain degree of excitement as he read through the Fuuton techniques. The next technique was right up his alley just as Gale Surge was. It was the Spinning Shield of Winds techniques. If mastered he could keep it going and perform genjutsu while deflecting what ever was thrown at him. Grabbing his flute, the boy would play his music. It was very odd indeed, but he found it beautiful. Wind would dance around him in perfect harmony to it. He felt happy.
Spinning Shields of Winds - D
Atsuma hearing the announcement would make his way to the observation to watch the first fight. [[exit]]
My Name Is Toya Takahashi. Would You Like To See My World?
__ Tetsuhiko arrived to the academy and needed to take some time to brush up on a few more techniques. He walked through the front doors and stopped upon reaching one of the classrooms. It had been a while since he had been at the academy where his young childhood was spent. He grabbed a Kugutsu scroll, a Raiton scroll, and a Genjutsu scroll before moving to an area where he could train in privacy.
The Iron Prince began by reading a couple of Kugutsu techniques that were of interest to him. He started by summoning his puppet, Isis, in front of him and applying his threads to her. She levitated above as he applied his chakra to her.
He concentrated hard in order to attempt to manifest a chakra shield in front of her. Even though she did not have arms she may be able to simply manifest the circular shield in front of her. The shield began to manifest.
This was a simple technique in concept which required a fair amount of chakra. As the shield started manifesting in front of the marionette he tried to maintain it. After some time, he could tell the shield was combat ready. He was a quick study with Kugutsu indeed.
[ LEARNED: Light Shield Mechanism ]
Tetsuhiko next began channeling chakra into Isis with the intended result of creating the machinery triangles. These triangles, when launched, would detonate upon reaching their intended target. He could feel the chakra taking the form of the physical projectiles within Isis, mastering the technique.
[ LEARNED: Red Secret Technique: Machine Triangles ]
After dismissing Isis and his puppet threads he began jingling his wrists and concentrating the chakra in his body. In doing so he could feel his body beginning to turn into lightning itself. Perhaps he could use this technique on his puppets through the Magnetic Music Performance? He felt his body become lightning before returning to normal.
[ LEARNED: Lightning Transformation Technique ]
Next, he would learn a powerfully effective chained Genjutsu to enhance his false surroundings illusion. This one was Double False Surroundings, simply named for a simple complicating effect. He began by focusing the chakra within his body and playing his tambourines on his wrists.
The instrument helped him focus his chakra further. With this level of chakra control, it seemed certain to him that he could trap an opponent in an advanced sense of false surroundings. Finally, he could feel that his chakra was capable of putting an enemy under this enthralling Genjutsu.
[ LEARNED: Double False Surroundings Technique ]
With that, all of his training he could possibly conceive of as a Genin was complete. He walked through the halls of the academy before stumbling upon some sort of announcement board. It had a roster, for a tournament from the Kazekage! With a startled shiver going down his spine he read through it and saw that he was supposed to be fighting Zhi Zenshin, Zippy, right now! He panicked and ran towards the tournament location. "I certainly can't keep my audience of adoring fans waiting!" Tetsuhiko thought as he sweated and bolted towards the tournament. Hopefully it did not already start.
_______________ ☼Out Of Context☼ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ ENTER/EXIT
__ Hikaru kept his gaze below as he heard the announcement about the tournament. A smirk crossed his face for a moment as the thought of winning the tournament and finally proving his worth crossed his mind. In his mind, the win was already his. But he just had to fight his way there and that was okay with him. It seemed he would be fighting someone with way to many vowels in their name. Turning to Taylor, he gave him a thumbs up. He didn't know what to really say as the Kage had just done everything his new friend had set out to do. So he hoped a thumbs up would somehow help the situation. He would then make his way to his fight.
Now outside the arena and back into the training area of the school, Rin would put her knowledge of genjutsu to use as she perused the scrolls at the academy pertaining to the knowledge of the human psyche.
๑๑๑๑As Hideo entered the rear of the academy from a secondary entrance not known to the academy students, the white clad genin kicked dirt into the air with his right foot while covering his delicate eyes with his left hand staring up into the sky, watching two desert hawks fly in tandem. "I hate to say it, but I miss the weather in Konoha," he muttered to himself as he looked back down and paced a bit, arms folded across his chest. His shinobi gear was designed by his father, it was something of both utility and coyness in color, or rather the absence of it. The white clothing was perfect for the heat as well as desert sun, the tunic in particular hid a black short sleeved skin tight shirt which went up to the boy's neck. Within the chest of that shirt the Sunagakure headplate was embroidered in, his mother's doing.
However, Hideo's father also wanted his son to remember what he represented, who he was in name and appearance. And so even down to the manner in which his bloodline inks the eye with feint black circles, his gear resembled this with black accents. Gloves, undershirt, boots. Each accent represented one of the existing rings of the activated doujutsu. And so, Hideo's outfit was in a subtle way a sign of his birthright and clan. The Byakugan. The White Eye.
Letting out a sigh, Hideo stretched a bit, waiting on others.
How the hell had someone with such an amazing curiosity completely neglected to acknowledge that this place existed? Entering the same, secret way Hideo had come in (which she gleaned from another genin along the way,) the walking Hive entered the training grounds with surprise clear in her expression, even behind the glasses. She made her way to around to Hideo, and slowed to a stop when she saw him stretching. Quite the specimen. He would make a beautiful protagonist.
Such thoughts permeated her mind always. Unfortunately, this thoughtline was followed up with one fortelling just how dark her mind could be. They are the best ones to write tragic ends for. She dropped the puppet on the ground ahead of herself between her and Hideo, and held out a hand. The first skill in the scroll had been one extremely easy to wrap her head around. She flourished her fingers, a few cracks sounding off as she did so, and then she allowed the chakra in her hand to direct itself outward over her charge. Five strings shot from her fingertips, seemingly impaling the lifeless collection of wood and steel with each one. She was a natural it would seem, as with little effort her fingers and hand moved in a flow like one who had practiced for years. The mannequin stood to it's feet, much like a man would have to if he had just been prone. He stood at attention, waving at the Hyuuga. "Hello again, Hideo," she expressed through her own mouth, but the body of the puppet. A smile, knowing, played across her lips. [Kugutsu no Jutsu]
๑๑๑๑It didn't take long for someone to arrive as Hideo turned at the sound of blocks of wood falling onto the ground echoed behind him. Turning to meet the visage of none other than Kay, she seemed not to hesitate in her studies. One by one strings of visible chakra pierced the puppet until it seemed to stand as if it had a mind of its own, although Hideo was aware of this not being the case. From where he stood, as one who'd never seen someone operate a puppet, she seemed to be as adept as anyone else at the art so far. He couldn't help to grin. "Now that's cool," he thought to himself.
Bowing lower at the hip than he had before, the boy wanted to signify this being a safe space for training, in essence a show of respect between shinobi. For the time being he didn't bother reactivating his eyes, although the girl might have noticed the difference in how they looked. Taking a step back, Hideo slid his right foot out to shoulder length, typical sand and dirt kicking up into the air with the motion. "Glad to see you made it, Kay."
As Hideo bowed to her puppet, and her by extension, she ensured her toy would do the same, offering him a somewhat less mechanical motion than one would expect from an aritificial being. She was practicing the control she'd have to have, making every motion exaggerated. The bow was low, with one leg jutting out to the side to get the upper body even lower. The left are extended backwards with the right crossing over his face. The fingers spread themselves out in an open hand, fingers twitching at her behest. No human was truly ever still. In doing this, she made the mannequin look like a thespian, bowing dramatically before a crowd. She pulled him to stand once more, arms crossed behind his back, head tilted. "The pleasure, dear Hideo, belongs solely to you," she would tease. She took a few steps away, pulling her puppet along, having him all but skip beside her, keeping her control of it intact. "I'm going to work on a few of my clan's techniques. Hope you aren't afraid of bugs, my dear."
๑๑๑๑A coy smile escaped Hideo's lips as Kay responded in jest. She was a character indeed. He attempted to show no signs of eagerness as she moved the puppet, however the young man was truly fascinated with the puppet. Carefully planting himself on the ground, Hideo's legs folded naturally into the lotus position most monks used for meditation. Placing his left hand palm upwards under his right in the same position on his lap, he cracked his neck on either side and took a breath in before exhaling outwards and closing his eyes as Kay followed up with what she intended to work on first and foremost. When she mentioned her clan and being hopefully unafraid of bugs, Hideo seemed unphased as he began the process of slowing his breathing and by proxy his heart. "You mean your Kikaichu." he muttered as he continued his breathing. "As long as their intentions are not to move on to my chakra network for sustenance, I have no qualm with them." [Basic Training: Meditate 1/5]
As Hideo's deep breathing at last began to take effect, he concentrated on the beating of his heart and its subsequent slowing down. As it did a calmness began to wash over him, and just as well a sense of familiarity. Hideo's father when he was younger had instilled in him that meditation was a key to learning the nuances of fine chakra control. Not only this, but it gave one the ability to think under pressure and block outside forces to make tactical and reflexive decisions. These were both traits Hyuuga were renowned for, the utmost of chakra control and a calmness in battle that many found utterly unnerving. [Basic Training: Meditate 2/5]
As he focused on the slow pounding of his heart, external noise began to melt away. As practice for training his mind to go where he needed it to, Hideki Hyuuga, the boy's father, was fond of using not only physical tactics but ninjutsu as well as a means of attempting to distract his son from the task at hand. From the clangling of kunai striking each other to the heat of katon performed close enough to singe hairs on his body, Hideo had been subjected to all manner of distraction in an attempt to break his concentration. The punishment for so much as a wince or movement under the eyelids was swift and often inventive. Thus, Hideo felt rather at home meditating among the clatter of metal and wood in the training area, the shouts of ninjutsu, and even the techniques he could hear off hand from afar. For him, this was all white noise. [Basic Training: Meditate 3/5]
As Hideo's mind slipped further and further away from reality around him, almost instinctively his hands rose to chest height, and as a monk might chant an Om, the boy instead ran through the hand seals known to all shinobi. He focused his minds eye on the movement of chakra throughout the chakra circulatory system as he slowly and methodically ran through the seals, each one helping him to move and mold chakra thoroughly throughout his body. It seemed with each passing seal, it was as if he could feel his chakra as it rotated thoughout his body as it passed through the various tenketsu the human body posessed. [Basic training: Meditate 4/5]
At this point it seemed as if the boy was not present on this plane of existence, and even he found that the 'self' had melted away. All that was left for him to feel was chakra. His mind existed almost in a state of suspended animation, his hands moving what seemed like autonomously. At this point his chakra aura became visible to any who could see. At first it seemed like heat rising from his body, and waves of hot air were or normalcy in the village. However as time grew, so did the apparition of a deep cerulean chakra began to escape from his pores in smoke-like wisps. And as it did, it seemed to coalesce around him as a whole aura of chakra what reached just under a radius of a foot. Whereas most chakra materializations had a distinct "popping" noise, which the Hyuuga clan upon inspection categorized as poor chakra control, Hideo's chakra oozed out with barely a sound created. It was the clogging of tenketsu with chakra that caused the outpouring and subsequent 'pop' heard once all of that is built up, and in meditation Hideo had learned to release his chakra at variable rates necessary for various use. [Basic Training: Meditate 5/5]
His eyes shot open as if he'd concluded what it was he attended to accomplish, his chakra output slowing down gradually until fading from physical view. Unfurling his legs and standing, Hideo was ready to move on with some rudimentary training exercises.
Behind her glasses, the young puppet master squinted ever so slightly when Hideo named her bugs for what they were. It wasn't any sort of disdain or skepticism, rather a bit of intuition working. He was as observant as she was, more so likely. Better cast in a role of support, in one that would allow for him to watch out for the main character. Wise sage archetype. She giggled, almost, when he spoke again. "No no, they get more than their fill from me." she said coyly, almost wryly as the insects began to crawl along her exposed skin, just a bit of the swarm, nothing too drastic yet. She moved her puppet to an area away from Hideo, walking beside it, measuring every step. She flicked her fingers to and fro, acclimating to the basic movements more and more as she practiced. When she had given him enough space, she sighed and closed her eyes, letting her arms fall. From below the silk of her cloak, movement began. "Put on a show," she commented mostly to herself as a small amount of her insects buzzed from below her sleeves, surrounding the puppet. It didn't take a lot of direction from her, nor did it take any handseals for them to enclose around the puppet as if it were an enemy. They interlocked, closing around it and forming a makeshift prison around the puppet that could serve more than a few purposes. [Cocoon]
A single insect buzzed around her head as she tugged the strings, playing out the scene of a prisoner trapped within the bars of a prison, which just so happened to be alive. She focused on that insect, recalling one of the most useful of her clans skills, of any recon based skills to ever exist. She fed it her chakra remotely, activating a set of senses she had never tapped into before. She stopped moving her hands, stopping the puppet mid act, and made the insect fly to some unaware shinobi, reciting something from a scroll to another. She could hear his voice, and see what he was reading. It was jarring, seeing what it could and hearing would it could while seeing what she could as well. It didn't take long to acclimate, like her brain was already set for multitasking anyway. The insect continued to scout the area, flying around all the way to the edge of her range and back while she trained other skills. It was sad that he'd be dead within a few hours, but only because she'd have to hire another patrol officer. Possibilities began filling her mind. "Spotlights." she muttered.
She took her free hand, the one not controlling the puppet and placed it against the floor, closing her eyes as some of her insects began to file out, about half of them scattering over an area at her directive. They stayed somewhat close, avoiding others in the academy as best they could. Her chakra welled out of her hand, beginning to fill the ground itself. She licked her lips, waiting for the appropriate amount to well into a ball on the floor. [1/3] As the chakra swarmed in a ball below her, she directed it to spread out. Obsequiously, all of her insects stopped moving as the network of chakra spread out along the ground, invisible to the naked eye. The area it spread over was large, but the chakra wasn't so dense. Sensory skills wouldn't be bothered by it. But her kikaichu responded, even those forming the prison. They marched and flew back to her, each making it's way back as quickly as it could. But they weren't the only things that came looking for the source.[2/3] She kept her net out as the last of her destruction bugs swarmed about her, back into her coat, into the hive as it were. A mass of ants began coming up from their tunnels, in from the treeline came centipedes and mantises. All obeying her call. Before too many amassed, she directed them back to where they had been, and collected herself from the ground. [Insect Gathering]
For her next grand skill, one hundred of her kikaichu streamed out from her coat, all gathering on the ground around her. Order one, was to collect them into a mass. They took flight ahead of her, buzzing in a mass as she directed them into a general shape, making sure that each one was in a place that was conducive to forming her shape. Before her, a pair of legs formed first, then arms and her head. Roughly. [1/3] She caressed her chin, shaved off some excess here, adding it where need be there, and continued sculpting in a manner that would make a perfectionist get impatient with her. Even the insects forming her hair had to be perfect to her image of self. The final piece came next.[2/3] In just a few seconds she had fed the needed amount of chakra into the mass, and a fast transformation occured that made her smile. The color of the mass immediately matched her own. "Twinsies!" she and the clone said, high fiving like children. Another one hundred bugs released themselves then, and this time the process was faster, cleaner. Once more, and she had more or less gotten the skill down pact. All of the bugs broke apart and she collected her insects together again, preserving them as much as they could. With that skill done, she moved on to another useful, lower level skill. [Mushi Bunshin]
The next skill was one that would likely find use in combat situations. It involved making a wall with her insects, and that wall would be able to withstand quite a bit of punishment. To begin the learning process, she directed a massive contingent of her small army to free itself from her body.[1/5] She followed this up quickly, directing the huge mass of insects, likely making enough noise to be fairly distracting to most of the grounds if they were the type to be easily frightened. She began organizing the swarm into the shape of a wall, with dimensions that could keep it wide and tall while retaining density. [2/5] In order to keep the wall together, the bugs began latching together, interlacing within each other, then weaving their masses with each other like cords. Over these lines, the braided mass was covered in kikaichu dedicated to giving the wall some much needed mass. They continuously moved, giving the impression that the wall was a living beast, constantly adjusting itself. [3/5] Following the formation of the base structure, the young aburame released a more potent amount of chakra from her body, giving the wall a solid mass to back it up beyond the one that was easily visible. Now the tricky part was allocating the chakra across the entire wall in a manner conducive to protecting the entire thing as best it could. No point in wasting her insects for no reason, right? [4/5] As the density of her chakra loosened a bit and fed itself throughout all of the wall, the insects were invigorated and protected all at once, giving her a measure of safety among all the utility skills she had learned. [5/5]
With that finished, she called her insects, back, rolling her neck and turning to move back towards Hideo. She saw he was in a stance to practice some basics, so she gave him space when she asked him a pointedly inquisitive question. "So, how is it you know of the name for my little friends?" She flexed her fingers to and fro, having the mannequin dance about her general vicinity as she spoke without a need to see the puppet with her own eyes. The patrolling insect was still flying about, giving her a second set of eyes and ears for everything that it saw. Her brain was tri-tasking, and doing a good job of it. He couldn't see them, but her eyes were fixed on him, her posture as refined as it was relaxed.
