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(To learn a new Jutsu you must generate random numbers 1-10, evens success and odds fail. You must success five times and add detail of your practicing.)

Remy Jokir

Remy pouted as the ball just sat there. She wasn't surprised really. She hasn't expected to get it on her first try. Checking the scroll she re studied the hand signs. She was getting the chakra part right, but the forms were un familiar.

dropping the scroll on her jacket she tried again. Calming herself she concentrated. Carefully making the motions with her hands she thrust out her hand in a palm struck move at the ball. She tried to think of it like pushing the air, like ramming a box into someone. The idea of pushing over stricking changed her posture a bit, and she wondered if she was doing this right. She was glad no one was here watching her.

Remy Jokir
HP: 99
CP: 46

Once again, nothing happened. Plopping on the floor she groaned in frustration. She berated herself, of course you cant do it just yet, you only learned the basics today. Taking a deep breath she went back to the water and tried the first part again. This time she stayed on the water until she sank, gout out and tried again and again until she could stay on the surface for a full hour. Then she tried the tree, and this time she bounced back off the tree, leaving a nice foot print in it. Studying this she figured she was putting too much into it. trying to match the surface was harder on the go, so she tried placing her bare foot against the tree and waited to get a feel for it before walking step by step half way up the tree and stayed there. Falling only twice, she managed to stay aloft for an hour, after which she needed a break.

Sitting on the grassy floor, she napped and let her body teach her how. She had been working for a few hours, she wanted to get kept at it until she mastered this but it could take more than a day, especially without a trainer. Her chakra reserves were not strong enough to pull this off constantly yet.

Rolling her head to the side she saw the ball sitting across the room. She was going to blast that ball. Getting up she moved over to the ball and took a stance, one that gave her balance. With a graceful set of hand signs she tried again.
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she whooped with joy when a blast of air launched from her palm and struck the ball dead center and flung it away. The ball unfortunately, hit the wall and came straight back, walloping her in the face and she fell on her butt. Laughing at herself while holding her bruised nose, she was proud to have done it. If she had been less tired from training she could have dodged that, but she would work on her endurance later. Constant training and meditation brought those up, or so the scroll had suggested.

Setting the ball back up, she let her joy fade away. Focusing again she tried to do just what she had done before. It was not an easy feat, it was like punching the air and making it move for you, and yet it was like asking at the same time. It was a hard balance. She formed the hand signs again and used graceful movements to try again.

Remy Jokir
HP: 99
CP: 42

Training: Gale Palm (2/5 mastery)

She seemed to be getting the hang of this, it wasn't a strike that was needed after the hand signs, but rather a push, less liker her usual style of combat, and more like her Animus style. She could handle that though, a martial artist did not rely on a single style out on the road. She like her style she created that took elements from other styles. It was not a true style but it worked well.

Remy studied for a moment, taking the time to memorize the signs, she had done them but only repetition would make her hands remember. for several minutes she just formed the signs till she had them down. She guess there were others but it didnt matter to her just yet, she'd learn them as they came up. if she found a chart somewhere of them all she might even experiment, but that was for later. No idea what would happen if she tried, might turn herself into a scarecrow or something.

standing up again, she centered herself and a preformed the hand signs, faster this time, and pushed at the ball.
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She frowned when the air around her hands rippled but otherwise did nothing, her timing was too rushed still apparently. snorting in disdain, she set herself up again, a slow move was not going to help her in a fight, but she needed to learn it slower than she wanted. It wasn't like her physical skills, this was just as much mental and what ever the heck you called chakra control.

Remy Jokir
HP: 149
CP: 138

Training: Gale Palm (3/5 mastery)

she had certainly felt her strength drop with that last shot. It was like when she'd been running for a while. It was like exhaustion in a way, but it wasn't her muscles that hurt, it was a little deeper than that. She wondered if she could find someone to explain things, she knew there was a school for this, and they taught their kids ninja stuff as soon as they could walk. Remy was a bit behind the curve.

She went to try again, and was surprised to see the ball had deflated. " looks like I played too rough with you" she muttered picking up the flat ball. Looking around she decided to replace her target with a training dummy. The ball was so light she couldn't gauge how strong the strike really was. moving the dummy to the same spot she readied herself again, she watched the jointed wooden man. She wove the signs again and aimed her thrust toward the dummy's torso.
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The dummy skidded on its heavy base and struck the wall, the gale palm had struck with serious force. It gave her a little insight of what would happen if it hit a person. "Ouch" was all she could say. But it had been easier that time. She figured one more shot ought to have this skill down. She might even try one of the lightning ones if she had the time, but the day was wearing on, not that she had somewhere to be.

(4/5 mastery)

Remy Jokir
HP: 150
CP: 170

Training: Electric Overdose (0/5)

Remy stepped into the Dojo, ready to get to work but a nagging sense of dread sat in her gut. She knew this would make her strong, but it was going to involve a lot of pain. Heading downstairs to the Elements Room, she laid her things in a cubby and went over to the metal contraption.

The item in question was a metal torus on a post, the donut shape was made of many metal rings, or a coil of metal wrapped around the big ring. She didn't know or really care how it worked but she knew it could generate electricity. So could she apparently, if what the scroll was telling her. The vague warning that she should get used to electricity flowing on and through her had her worried. setting the coil to its lowest setting she switched it on and watched it hum. Tiny bolts of electricity cracked on the coil, she had made sure not to wear any metals, and to wear clothes she didn't mind losing. it occurred to her that she ought to have someone present with her, but she knew next to nobody in town. She wasn't going to depend on the boss, at least not right away. She should be able to handle it if she was a lightning ninja.

Gritting her teeth, she reached out and tapped the coil with her hand.
With a grunt she managed to hold her hand on the coil for a few seconds before whipping it back, that had rather hurt, but less than she had expected. It was a weird pain, it had her nerves tingling. She did have it on the lowest setting after all, so it was a safe (ha!) bet to start there. she concentrated on her arm as it tingled, she tried to mimic her chakra flow to match the little tingles, but it was tough to sense. But it was familiar some how.
Looking around she found a metal training dummy with little lights on it. It was a different model than ge regular one she had used the other day, it appeared to light up of hit with electricity, which she four by touching it after touching the coil. Channeling her chakra in the same manner as her gun confirmed this when they lit up.
Grabbing her scroll she studied the first one, the weight gain jutsu. It described the technique as able to increase the opponents weight with an electromagnetic charge. Setting up in front of it she noticed a small weight readout on the base of the dummy. Someone spent a pot of time setting this place up!

Weaving the signs, she struck to body of the dummy.
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Remy smiled as the weight changed on he display. It had almost doubled in weight. After a few minutes the weight returned to normal


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