As of now, the rp is between Rei, Cap, and myself.
Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2020 8:56 pm
✿ 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔥𝔬𝔣𝔲 ✿ 𝔘𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔓ri𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰
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Walked down the street, Sumire was heavily guarded. Not for her protection. Or others. Just to make sure the child wouldn't run away again. Sumire had learned her lesson the first time she ran away and vowed to never do it again. She would stick it through and through. As they approached the dojo, purple hues glanced towards the building for a moment, wondering if she was going to meet the twins or just one of them instead. As the guards took their position, checking on the exits as per orders from her father, Sumire slid open the door. Right before the slightly elevated floor, Sumire removed her geta in a neat and tidy fashion and then took the step up onto the floor. Observing, she wondered if this place really could withstand some explosions. She was informed that combining her miasma with fire, would make everything go boom and Sumire was rather excited to see that first hand.
Then she had spot them. Scrolls. Hidden behind a glass case. Maybe not glass? Perhaps it was blast-proof? That would be wise. Without a moment's notice and hesitation, she started to pull scrolls off, one by one. The jet blacked hair female was doing all she can to learn as much as she could possibly learn. With a gleeful smile, the young girl was so happy to get a break from her home. She needed a bit of a breather. Even if they don't show up, at least she could do some learning here and that was not going to be an issue. The first set of scrolls she had went through was something she was rather good at. Genjutsu. Oh, how exciting! Some of the scrolls here wasn't back at home! This was perfect! She murmured to herself as she memorized everything that she was skimming over. This was easy. Another reason why she was taking advantage of this was the pure fact that she was to train her bloodline and maybe sword skills with him, but nothing more and nothing less so why have this moment go to waste?
[ Learned 108 Genjutsus I think? 6 for S+ and then 12 techniques per post = 18 genjutsu per post. 31 sentences divide by 5 = 6 * 18 = 108 Genjutsu. ._. ]
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2020 9:45 pm
Jinrai Seinaru
He never liked the guards and being bogged down by the formalities of the securities. This wasn't the library or a study room, but the dojo shared by the city and where the royals intermingled with the commoners. In his mind, it was like the neutral territory. Hayato, or father, wanted him to work with another for a day that was in fact not his sister. Though it was rare the twins worked together, it was rarer he was in a arranged meeting with someone outside the normal circles.
Routine was his life, structure and discipline was second nature. This. This threw all of that out of alignment and instead something new came up. Mahofu, he still didn't how he felt about the family and clan as a whole. The sliding door opened and his nerves were rattled with the presence of the guards... He blinked his eyes, yellow in one and black in the other and he stepped past and wandered in the sizable room.
He looked around and shifted his weight on the tatami. Built sturdy, given the nature of this building... I don't blame it. Jinrai saw the girl, assuming this is who father mentioned. He cleared his throat, seeing that she was reading scrolls and sat a couple feet away on his knees. It was just to get her attention if anything.
"Jinrai." A thumb jabbed at himself with his left hand. "Not sure if Yoko will show or not. But father was rather insistent." The tone of his voice was one of annoyance but he kept his face neutral, it wasn't her fault after all but it was hard to curb the emotion. "Something about training."
Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2020 10:24 am
✿ 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔥𝔬𝔣𝔲 ✿ 𝔘𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔓ri𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰
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Okay! that part was done, now she was going to learn something else. Not the Illusion. No. What was next was something very important to her bloodline. Fuuton! Shoving the illusion scrolls to where they belong, she got out the fuuton scrolls and did the same thing she had done earlier. She needed to work quick because she has no idea when the heir of the clan was going to arrive. If she got to meet one that was, they may end up sending a member instead of the Heir. Wait. It was Heirs, right? They had twins. She was getting off track so Sumire put her focus back on the fuuton. She was lucky to have a photographic memory or she wouldn't memorize all of this.
[ Learned 18 Fuuton. Training ends and bonding begins for Sumire ]
Sumire's back snap straight up when she heard someone clear his throat. With a turn of her head, she saw a blonde-haired male with interesting eyes. One was yellow and the other was black. How odd. She had never seen anyone with heterochromia so this was her first exposure. "Ah. Gomensai." She called out as she put the scrolls away. That was enough fuuton for now. With that, she closed the blast-proof doors as she turned to face him, on her knees as well. Her father always made sure she knew how to do the Seiza correctly. Her hands rested on her lap as she heard him introduce himself. He mentioned Yoko?
Ah right! They were twins! How exciting. Sumire wished she had another sibling. Maybe her father wouldn't be so hard on her if she had a brother. She detected the annoyance in his voice as she was a bit confused. No matter. With that, she did the introduction bow towards him. "I'm Mahofu Sumire. It's a pleasure to meet you, Seinaru-san." She had her back straight again, "Yes. Father had inform me of our Clan's history. When sent in battle, our Clans members are usually paired up for a reason." Sumire hesitated for a bit. She wasn't sure of how much education he got regarding of her clan and what happens if the miasma got sparked or close to a flame. Might as well demonstrate. "If I may, just in case, place a seal on you? It won't affect you or me. It's to protect you from the poison that my bloodline causes." She scooted a bit closer and now was about three feet in front of him as she waited for permission to place a seal on him that would protect him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2020 10:22 pm
Jinrai Seinaru
Formalities. He observed her when he gotten the girl's attention, noting the small details such as her snapping right up. An apology and the scrolls being put away, careful but urgent. Hands in lap, proper sitting and listened, attentive. Jinrai listened to her and noted more things. They were equals, yet she was being respectful when it was already assumed in his eyes. He looked past her clan name, it was no secret they were like black sheep even among the clans but he looked past it.
"Quit the formalities, bowing is unbecoming of you. We are equals, don't think otherwise." Jinrai said quickly, bluntly and without real thought of the weight of his words. It was critical, yet he meant each word. He smiled and showed his teeth as he shifted where he sat when she was mentioning why the clans paired well. He said nothing yet and just watched her still, then moved closer after explaining that she had a seal of protecting from the poison the miasma bore. The smile grew wider and he looked her dead in the eye.
"I am the sword tempered by my father's will to one day inherit the title. Keep the seal to yourself. If I cannot withstand the hazards of your toxic air, then I am unbefitting as an heir to the Seinaru clan." He rose his right hand and flexed his fist as each knuckle joint snapped and cracked, the sleeve of his haori jacket slid down his forearm and he gestured to his skin. Intricate symbols were etched in the palmside of his forearm. "Besides, my training would make your seal placement complicated." He lowered his arm now and nodded.
"Sumire, eh? Not a bad name."
Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2020 9:30 am
✿ 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔥𝔬𝔣𝔲 ✿ 𝔘𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔓ri𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰
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To say that she was shocked was an understatement. He didn't seem to like her formalities. She was so used to it at home, even showing it to her father, the head of the clan. "I-" She stopped. Sumire was at loss of words as her brain came to a screeching halt. He can't expect her to throw everything she had learned since birth, right out of the window! Her jaw was slightly opened. They were equals? Her violet hues went down to look at her hands, unsure what to think of this as her jaw closed. He was blunt, direct, and honest. Sumire was not used to this. Not this kind anyways, her father was the same but in a demoralizing way. Then a smile. Her cheeks flushed a bit pink. What was going on? Her brain was now blank as it was struggling to figure out her next actions.
He continued on. That he was the sword tempered by his father and that he will one day inherit the title. Told her to keep the seal to herself and that if he cannot withstand the - wait. Hold on. Was he serious? She glared at him even as he showed her all the different seals. There was always room for more seals but the sheer fact that he was in that mindset had startled Sumire and thrown her off guard. "I- hold on." She requested, her hand slightly rose as if saying wait a moment as her fingers were more gentle so really it was just a raise of her hand.
"Forgive me, Seinaru-san, you speak of your training. My training and my life is the one you were asking me to drop. Everything you had request for me to throw out of the window, is part of my life. Give me time... I will try to break my habit around you. To me, we are not equals. You are male and you will always be superior than I." Sumire wasn't sure if she was going to be successful or not. Who was this person? He was insane that was for sure. Now Sumire was a bit nervous to train with him. She ignored the nervous butterflies as she was trained to as she sighed softly in defeat. "I can tell by the fire in your eyes that I won't be able to change your mind." Was all she said as she waved her hand. Let's start off small.
A small sphere size fog had appeared a few feet from them. Her hues glanced over at the purple sphere. "I think this dojo was made for our bloodline. That is a miasma. Extremely difficult to be controlled by wind. However, it's highly explosive." With that, she needed to stand but Jinrai was to stand first. 'Women are always last to get up.' Her father's voice boomed in her mind as she attempted to get up, her body shook a bit but she managed to stand. "I was informed," Sumire started, her voice a bit shaky as if she was struggling with a battle inside, "You can help me with fighting." Her cheeks were already flushed. By the Gods, she prays that her father doesn't come in or any of the guards for that matter. Let them stay outside. She glanced towards her feet for a moment, unsure of her stance? She shifted her left foot back but it was a bit wrong. No. She pulls it back by her right and tried to move her right foot back a little bit? Didn't feel right either.
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Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2020 2:24 am
Jinrai Seinaru
He was silent, eyes closed and he breathed out slowly. His right eye open, its gold hue settling on this woman as he listened closely and closed it again, hands in his lap. He was unsure what to make of her words, the fact she was being so open and fidgety. It was not his intention to let her forget a life's worth of conditioning. There was no words to describe what she said to be training, a sense of irritance settled over him.
"My life was training." Jinrai opened his eyes, black and gold staring at her finally as he breathed out from the meditative state. "Your's sounds like conditioning." It was blunt, sudden and he felt off when he saw her. The Mahofu were a strange family to him, but he feared what they were like or at least how she lived. Jinrai looked away for a moment, he felt almost guilty of a crime he hadn't committed. Don't let my sister hear you say that. Was what he wanted to say, but he would not find himself doing so and kept it internalized. Instead, he looked back at her and waved his left hand in front of his black eye. "I am blind in this eye, I ask you take heed of it." He stood slowly and ignored her shakey posture, the mannerisms but no stance he made save for his hands clasped together in front, resting at waist level.
The dark poisonous aura manifested from her as he observed the technique as he noted its grim form. A deep obnoxious color, vibrant as belladonna itself. "Nightshade." Jinrai said, he held out his right hand and let his own chakra nature flow. "Relax yourself, Nightshade." He looked at her as he said the word the second time. A wick of flame appeared in his hand after the performed seal, golden light dancing off the tip of his finger and he stared at the dancing flame. "That can come later, stay still for a moment would you please? And whatever you do, don't stop what I am about to do." Jinrai paced slowly in the dojo room and started to observe the walls, blast proofing. He did a longing stare at the walls their experimental room, or was it closer to a prison cell; metaphorically speaking? He held a single finger up with the tiny wick of gold fire like a candle. He was circling around the sphere of miasma, a casual strut as he even put a bounce to his step. More testing, now with the floor.
He was closer and closer to the woman and he slowed until he was to her left hand side and he turned to face so he looked at the sphere. Five feet away from her, he stood to her left and had his blind side purposely to her. A smile crept on his face then, nodding toward the purple miasma.
"I don't like people being in my blind spot. It scares me, sets my teeth on edge even." Jinrai said as he looked at the sphere still and now was waving the hand with the fire, dancing the mote of heat between the fingers. "Am I weaker because of this fear? Because of this blindness?" He went one and now held out his arm off to his right side, toward her, with is palm facing toward the ceiling as the golden mote of flame centered there and burned in the palm. It grew bigger, gold light still glistening from it.
"Don't answer that, but. It makes me stronger, as it makes me weaker." Jinrai explained as he played with the growing fireball now a foot in size. He was testing the girl now in his own way, testing her trust for him and for his chakra control. "Are you afraid, little Nightshade?" The fire still burned in the palm of his hand as he asked the question.
"There is the weak and then the strong. Fear... is both of those, what will you let it be, little Nightshade?" Without warning, Jinrai clenched the fist of the fireball and a surge of chakra coursed around the man's form with the loose clothing billowing from the sudden change. A snap of his fingers, the fireball expanded immensely in size to where it was enough to dwarf both of the teens as it filled the space between them up to ten feet. It was sent careening toward the woman's little miasma ball as the massive flame struck the orb, but the unthinkable happened with all the build up that Sumire explained.
The ten foot flaming ball instead split in two, creating two smaller five foot flaming projectiles as it was cut in half by the miasma orb. Which it in itself was left untouched while the two fireballs curved around and struck the far side of the dojo, exploding in a brilliant crescendo of golden awe, air pressure blowing back a small shockwave so it would tussel the two's hair and clothing followed by the warm rush of air.
Jinrai was smiling the entire time as he was watching the little miasma sphere still, smug in his little display. "Not all is what it can seem, I can alter the property of my fire in ways not normally possible. So, Sumire." Jinrai turned to face her now instead of the orb and crossed his arms. "Nightshade, is beautiful to look at but deadly are its true intention. Deep violet, with a kiss to end life. In history, it's feared among many for its use in assassination and death." He turned his head toward the orb again and nodded to it, gold eye staring at it and then back at her. "So this circles back to fear. Will you let it control you, or will you control it? Be that little Nightshade, let others bite the fruit and die while you flourish. Trust yourself to flourish, while you be that poison everyone fears."
Jinrai began to turned away again and nodded to himself. "So, again. We are equals, I don't care what you say."
Being late was something Yoko didn't intentionally like to be, but as she practically ran up to the building she didn't mind it. She was supposed to be there meeting her brother and one other at the dojo. However the messenger relaying this to her had had a hard to finding Yoko as she had been wandering around the Clinic helping out. Eventually she got the message, but it was already late. The heavy standard samurai armor she almost constantly wore clinked and clanked with every step. Though she had been working in the Clinic Yoko had the armor on out of habit. As she neared the building Yoko slowed down to a walk. She stopped for a brief moment to take her helmet off before entering the building, as she did so Yoko could hear her brother speaking to someone inside.
She opened the door quietly and was met with an odd sight. Firstly there were guards just inside the door for some reason, which took her off guard. Secondly she could see Jinrai and a young girl more towards the middle of the room sitting politely talking to each other. The girl was speaking at the moment. Though Yoko didn't hear the full conservation she did hear the end of it. Or rather she heard the words "You are male and you will always be superior than I." every other word after that went in one ear and the other. Yoko was a firm believer in people being equals. Especially when it came down to genders. Having been taught and trained in competition with her twin brother all her life for the position of heir to their clan Yoko had a hard time seeing that women were unequal to men.
Quietly Yoko handed her helmet over to a guard, asking him to hold it for a minute, and sat down side ways, so she could watch the two as she took her sandals off. She wasn't really paying to much attention to what the two were talking about now. Something about nightshades and poison. As she got her sandals off a flash of gold and a strong heat hit her back. Looking over her shoulder she saw great a ball of fire dancing between Jinrai and a young woman. In between the two was a smaller ball of what looked like discolored wind. As the flame split into two, Yoko stepped up onto the raised floor of the dojo, as the flames made contact with the wind. Or rather, the wind sliced into the flames and sent the technique into the opposite side of the dojo behind the girl.
The resulting blast from the explosion sent a warm breeze through the room. It made a few strands of Yoko's golden hair dance, but as she normally kept it neatly tied back in a braided bun it didn't effect her as much. Along with her armor keeping her red and golden dress from blowing around to much. Yoko walked up to the two as Jinrai finished speaking. "Hello there. she said cheerfully greeting the two. As she continued to speak Yoko put a hand on her hip and gestured to Jinrai with the other while looking at the girl. "Pardon the interruption. I'm Yoko, Jinrai's sister." introducing herself she closed her black eye "I'm sorry for being late. I had some duties to attend too at the Clinic. That was an impressive display though, you're wind sliced through Jinrai's flame easily. And that was just with you two standing there." here she paused, crossing her arms, and looking at Jinrai. "I hope that wasn't your best brother. Because it looked like she barely lifted a finger to me." she jabbed at Jinrai in the way siblings usually do. Playfully, for the most part.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2020 10:55 am
✿ 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔥𝔬𝔣𝔲 ✿ 𝔘𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔓ri𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰
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Sumire froze in her tracks when he had called her training, 'conditioning.' Her brows furrowed as she was offended and upset. No. She had training. Bruises. Tears. Blood. Scars. Training. How dare he had the nerve to say such things when he doesn't know what was going on. Her jaw was tight as her teeth were clenched. She said nothing else. She knew better than to argue with a male. The guards were here but outside. She didn't wish for them to report that she was aggressive or had gotten a bit mouthy towards him. Nightshade? She blinked at him in surprise as he had the nerve to tell her to relax. Then she remembered her training. She was supposed to be the level headed one. Right. She did few deep breaths and just like that, her jaw was no longer tight and her teeth weren't at the threat to grind against each other.
Stay still. That, she can do no problem. She was perfectly still and doesn't move. Her eyes carefully watched him as he paced around the room. Just what was he doing? He had mentioned that he had a blindside and she couldn't help to be in awe of him. Why would he mention his weakness right off the bat? He doesn't know her. He stood at the right side of her as she wasn't comfortable due to her issues with personal space but she said nothing. He asked her to be still so still she was. She opened her mouth but clamped it quickly when he asked her not to answer his question. For some reason, he had summoned a fireball. She could feel the heat radiating off of it. Was he going to throw it at the Miasma? She doesn't flinch but looks a bit flabbergasted when he called her nightshade.
Did... did he just pick a nickname for her? This was uncharted territory. She never had friends or anyone call her other than her name. Mahfou. As she was constantly reminded. "No." She replied honestly if she was afraid. The so-called conditioning he had mentioned earlier, had made her less fearful in the face of battles and death. Especially the latter. Wait. Why was she still mad at him. She does a few more deep inhales and exhales to help push the anger away. Then he had the tall flame and threw it to the wall as it split in two and exploded on contact. The brightness made her arm raise to help with sudden blinding for a moment as her clothes and hair was ruffled by the warm air. He started to mention that he can alter the fire in any way possible as she simply watched him. Her heart was racing from the events. She didn't like being 'still' but she complied.
Sumire knows what a nightshade looks like. It was one of the many plants they have in the garden back home. Course home wasn't that far away. She agreed that nightshades were one of the beautiful poisonous flowers and her cheeks slightly became a hint of pink at the word 'kiss'. Good gods. Her teachers had warned her of this. Her body was going through hormones and if she was not careful, she would become irrational and that was not what she wanted. Sumire never let fear control her. With a mental sigh, she said nothing.
Until he had brought up that they were equals and her nerves just flared up. She starts to think if she should say anything or do something, a female approached them. The purple hues glanced over towards her and she looked similar to Jin. This must be the twin.. even their eyes were almost identical, just on opposite sides. How interesting. Does that mean that she too, has a blind spot? Sure enough, she introduced herself as Yoko as Sumire does a formal bow towards the female, "Konnichiwa, Seinaru Yoko. I'm Mahofu Sumire." The blonde female apologizes that she was late and had some things to attend to at the clinic. Her cheeks flared up red when the female had mentioned that her wind had sliced Jin's fireball in half as she stumbled in her mind for a bit, the fact that it was just them being siblings and picking on each other went flying over her mind because as far as Sumire was concerned, she doesn't have any siblings.
"I..." She frowned slightly, unsure of what was going on as she cleared her throat. Right. They should really get to training. Without missing a beat, the entire room was suddenly cloaked in miasma as the mask appeared on her face. Her own miasma doesn't affect her as it would affect the twins but it was the other Mahofu that could affect so the seal always activates when she came in contact with a miasma, her own or not. If he was going to be stubborn about not wanting the seal to help him with this poison then so be it."Fear has nothing to do with being prepared. You and I have different views. If you truly believe we are equals, then you should respect me that I was raised differently than you two. Just like I still respect you and understand that your life is different from mine."
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Action: Tier 2: Miasma: Fuuton or wind-based techniques may have Poison Tier applied at the following ranks. E-D Tier 1 C-B Tier 2
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2020 7:09 pm
Jinrai Seinaru
An oversized ego could only get along so far and now it was being tested. His twin sister had arrived a moment ago during the display over his control of fire. Incorrectly stating it was her wind that sliced the fireball -- but alas it was actually his own technique that caused it to split. He was holding his hands behind his back, nonchalantly as he spoke up. "Alas, sister, It was our own blood at work that split that ball of fire in two. Maybe if you studied your jutsu a bit closer, you'd have known that." It was a snide remark now as he cleared his throat then.
Jinrai paced the room a little when his sister arrived, observing the scene as he noticed the woman was a little quiet at first. Still very much formal, then a frown, He smirked as the poisonous gas of her bloodline revealed itself and a strange mask appeared. Jinrai said nothing at first as she went on a short spiel of respect, a noteworthy distinction of he was going on about. Zaishin wasn't built in a day afterall, and walls were broken in a week. But now he was smiling, he could almost feel the shift in tone and even better his sister had to pay the price of his own stupidity. A little bit of a trade off perhaps.
With a whistle he said "Well ol' flower of death, perhaps we do have our views but can't blame me for giving some enlightenment of other ways. But, perhaps it is wrong of me to force it upon ya." Jinrai smiled wider as the room filled with miasma and the chakra flared alive over his skin as hand seals were made. The first of two techniques as he was shrouded in a veil of red spiritual chakra, like a heat mirrage shimmering in the summer sun.
"But you have to understand, I still say it's conditioning. Just like what this is gonna be." Jinrai completed another handseal and now with his hands separating, flames came alive from his body and extended outwards. He became engulfed in the red hot orb of fire just as the miasma was starting to encroach on him and now he was surrounded by the sphere entirely as it began to eat through the floor as the Entropic Flames of his bloodline.
What little else did the Miasma do soon as it touched ol' Jinrai's flaming sphere? Boom. A daisy chain of eruptions popped and snapped in the air with the two elements mixing as Jinrai's first technique shrouded him with the fireproofing technique, to diminish the impact around himself just a tad while the flaming sphere provided the spark and the defense to it all. The room would be a fireworks display of the eruption, Jinrai himself would be buffeted by the concussive eruptions but at the very least he wouldn't be afflicted with its poison. Reckless as his actions were, it'd at least let him save a little face with his words.
-Fireproof and Flame Sphere. // Entropy Flames eatting through the floor of the Dojo.
Yoko gave Sumire a friendly grin as they were all now formally introduced. "There's no need to bow." she stated happily. Turning her two toned eyes to her brother, Yoko missed the blush that found its way up Sumire's face. A pout quickly replaced Yoko's friendly smile as she was chided by her brother. Her happy bubble was thoroughly popped in one go by him. Crossing her arms, Yoko merely shrugged at him. She had only tried to boost the girl's confidence. There had just been an opportunity to jab at him was all. "A sharp enough sword can cut through any jutsu." She said brushing off her brother's jab with a wave of her hand. Yoko's eyes followed Jinrai pacing for a moment then flicked back to Sumire who had gone quiet. For a moment Yoko was afraid that they may have spooked the brunette some how into silence.
When the other had broken her silence a thick haze seemed to fill the room. Not just the haze, but a mask had appeared on Sumire's face suddenly. Taking a half step back, slowly letting her arms fall to her side, Yoko looked slightly pained. Sumire's words weren't hurtful to Yoko, but it just showed her that she still had much to learn about other beliefs.
A sharp whistle from Jinrai snapped her from her thoughts. "What did I miss?" she asked, thoroughly confused now. Her eyes went from Sumire to Jinrai as she spoke. Surely she hadn't been so late that had a full conversation over social or religious views yet. And it seemed Sumire had a nickname already.Thinking on it, Yoko grimaced, maybe she had been that late.
In the light of her brothers chakra breaking through the haze a strange mix of purple and red glinted off her armor as her left hand made it's way the wrapped handle of the katana. Late to the discussion, but not late for the training thankfully. Yoko pouted harder as she realized what her brother said rang true with her own beliefs. Though not about to tell him such, she piped in. "She's not wrong, Jinrai. You can't force her to believe something she doesn't want to. Take it from an expert." feeling that she successfully restored her ego with that, Yoko drew her sword. As much as Yoko disliked Sumire's way of thinking she was in no position herself to force a belief onto others. Not after all the trouble she's put her own family through with her own beliefs.
Yoko took the hilt of the katana in both hands before a realization hit her like a ton of explosives. Flames and the miasma at a distance from earlier were just that. Explosive. A look of disbelief morphing into annoyance flashed across her face as brother ignited the chakra. She took several steps backwards to avoid both the explosions and the poison mist. As she backed away, Yoko pulled her katana from its sheath. As the blade moved from the sheath an almost ethereal film of chakra coated it. The chakra extended up her arms until covered her in a cloak as well, blocking some of the damage from the explosions as it went past her. "Could you try not to burn the dojo down, brother?" Yoko said calmly, holding her sword at the ready.
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Jutsu/Tech used/learned
▰ Flame-Resistance Technique [ Bounetsu no Jutsu ] | Rank E | Passive This is a passive Jutsu that is the first in two steps to protect the user from damaging themselves with their very own techniques. Those practicing Katon must learn this technique or take E Ranked fire damage when utilizing katon techniques.
▰ Phantom Blade [ Yūrei no Ha ] | Rank X | Complex A technique closely resembling the Samurai's Saber Technique. The user coats their weapon in a haunting demonic appearing chakra, creating a solid blade of chakra atop their original blade with up to a one foot extension. This technique requires an upkeep cost of two ranks below the executed rank with an E Rank minimum. In addition, the user is able to swing their blade, allowing it to send the chakra blade coating their own flying five feet per rank of the technique. Objects containing chakra that are sliced with this skill while attached to the user's real weapon have chakra absorbed equal to the upkeep cost of this technique and is automatically used to pay for the next posts upkeep.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2020 12:09 pm
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More sibling jab as Jinrai had made a rather nasty remark to his sister. Her heart was wrapped tight and her chest felt tight. She felt hot. It was anger. Perhaps jealously? Maybe she wasn't ready for this. Being confined in that graveyard of a castle with only other Mahofus to talk to, she was not expecting to know what it was really like out there. Or maybe she was mad that he was being mean to his own family? He was extremely disrespectful.
Her shoulders relaxed slightly when he had mentioned that maybe it was wrong of him to try to force it upon her. With that, the purple hues glanced towards Yoko, with a soft nod as if she was saying her thanks. At least, the sister was much more understanding and kind than the brother. So much conflict was inside of her and she felt like she was ready to burst. It was as if she was full of flammable components and Jinari was just the match to set it off.
Literally.
'But you have to understand, I still say it's conditioning. Just like what this is gonna be.' SO INFURIATING! Without her realizing it, her fists on her thighs were so tight that the knuckles were becoming white. Her pale complexion? Was almost gone. It was pink to a tint of red. Maybe even some purple. "What did you just-" She started, her voice sharp and fast, but the miasma had made contact with the explosion and Sumire had to think fast on her feet. She let the explosion 'hit her' as the entire dojo was in the shockwave and things rattled off the shelves and the walls. Her body flung to against the wall, her clothes slightly burnt and her hair slightly singed. Hidden underneath the miasma that separated from the fire slightly, she did some handseals. Due to to the explosion, 'dust' would be kicking off throughout the dojo. To play along, the fake Sumire coughed and rubbed her eyes as she was trying to check her body for any wounds, this Sumire would seem to be in a bit of a daze. Miasma continued to pour into the dojo but they were slightly separated to keep from having all of them blow up.
The real Sumire was in hiding, waiting for her moment to strike. She had SO much to say to the male that was agonizing her but she would be sure to wait to see an opening before she gave him one hell of a piece of her mind! The rage was making her shake and she felt so hot, Sumire was fighting her rational vs irrational mind.
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Land of Iron [ Wanderer ] l Genin l Genjutsu Specialist l Mahofu Clan l Fuuton l Katon l
PA&Discpline Info:
First Class: Genjutsu ▱▰▱ Lasting Hyponsis → The user's genjutsu prowess has achieved a heightened level of potency and lingers for longer. The primary sense of any genjutsu that was released using Kai lingers for [1] additional post. This residual effect is minor because the manipulation of the target with the technique has ended. For example, a complete darkness sight genjutsu that was dispelled may leave the lingering feeling that the world is still a bit darker than it is in reality. If a genjutsu used a mental status effect then it will linger for [1] post longer at one level below what it was before at a minimum of level one. Originally level one mental status effects are too weak to linger. The base duration of your genjutsu is increased by [1] post at E-C, [2] at B-A, and [3] at S and above. Instance genjutsu are not affected by an increase of duration but instead cannot be dispelled by kai and only by pain. Genjutsu upkeep lessons by [5] Chakra per body rank and non-instant are applied with overwhelming, requiring lingering genjutsu to use [1.5x] the resource to Kai. Second Class: Genjustu ▱▰▱ Master of Deception → With genjutsu, realism and the sensory ability of the target factor heavily into the ability of the victim to realize they are in a genjutsu. The illusionist chooses [1] Sense of Specialization that will render a genjutsu cost [1] rank less if the casted genjutsu's primary sense is their specialization. Genjutsu that uses the illusionist's Sense of Specialization as the primary sense becomes resistant to the sensory powers of sages and non-Open Minded discipline scholars. This resistance means that the genjutsu will go unnoticed from these abilities. Since the illusionist has become so adept in their Sense of Specialization they may always weave it into genjutsu as an Additional Sense unless it would bring the illusion's sensory control above the [5] limit. The illusionist may also always select any Additional Sense that is not their Sense of Specialization to add to a genjutsu as long as it does not exceed the cap of [5] manipulated senses.
Sense of Specialization: Visual ▱▰▱ Genjutsu - Genjutsu: →....Genjutsu that are cast by those of this specialization [ Illusion ] are more efficient as according to the user's body rank, all Genjutsu are [10] Chakra cheaper to perform with the user's specialized Focus are further reduced by another [5] Chakra per body rank. No cost can be lower than a minimum of [5] Chakra. Once every other post all three of the genjutsu specialist's activations in a post can be used for genjutsu.
Activations:
Action: [ Still ongoing ]Tier 2: Miasma: Fuuton or wind-based techniques may have Poison Tier applied at the following ranks. E-D Tier 1 C-B Tier 2
• Reduces a specific Stat in an infected opponent by 4, reduces two specific Stats by 2, or all stats by 1. • Subtracts 40 chakra and stamina from reserves. (If cured immediately, this effect does not apply.) • Continually Deducts 20 chakra and stamina until cured • The effect of a Tier 2 Status. Or two Tier 1 Statuses. • The effect of a Tier 2 Status. Or two Tier 1 Statuses.
Activation 1: False Strike Technique [ Mougo Shibaku no Jutsu ] ▰Rank: C ▰Primary Sense: Sight ▰Additional Senses: Touch ▰Base Duration: 3 Posts ▰Upkeep: 10 ▰Trigger: Physical Contact ▰Source: Visual and Touch Phantasms ▰Status Effect: None ▰Description: This technique is a fairly simple one, but it is very useful in a tight spot. When an attack is nearing, the user of this technique forms a single seal to activate the technique, and then immediately moves to dodge the technique. The attacker instead of seeing the user dodging, will instead see and feel the attack strike their target with the appropriate effect (blood gushing out for example), and with their eyes drawn to the illusion instead of the real user, the user is afforded a short moment in which they are as good as invisible to their opponent in which they can use to either seek better cover, or even quickly counter-attack.
Activation Two: Dust Covered Sky [ Chiridaruma Kuuchuu ] ▰Rank: A ▰Primary Sense: Sight ▰Additional Senses: Touch, Taste, Scent ▰Base Duration: 2 Posts ▰Upkeep: 50 Chakra ▰Trigger: Handseal ▰Source: Large Scale Phantasm, Area of Effect ▰Status Effect: Mental Stress ▰Description: The user begins a series of handseals, The victim sees dust blanket everything from the sky, & then rise up into the air. More and more dust goes up, and begins to cover the light coming from any light source. Pretty soon, there is so much dust that it is dark and impossible to see. This Genjutsu comes with 2 additionals that are pre-built into it to create one horrifying jutsu, Annoying Dust Technique [ Okkuu Chiri no Jutsu ] and Dirty Clothes Technique [ Fuketsu Koromo no Jutsu ]. The Senses of the these 2 techniques are overridden by the Senses listed for this technique.
▰ Annoying Dust Technique [ Okkuu Chiri no Jutsu ] ▰Rank: E ▰Primary Sense: Touch ▰Additional Senses: None ▰Base Duration: 1 Post ▰Upkeep: None ▰Trigger: Handseal ▰Source: Touch Phantasm ▰Status Effect: None ▰Description: This simple Genjutsu makes a person feel as if there was a speck of dust in their eye, irritating it. Although not damaging, it can cause the victim to lose concentration and also make them continually rub their eyes in an attempt to get the nonexistent dust speck out.
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Jinrai Seinaru
Fires were still lit in the dojo, the floor was eaten away partially from the entropy power of the Seinaru Flames. Jinrai had taken a brunt of the blast directly even if the fire proofing had prevented the burns, it was still a hefty blow. The pressure in the room would feel heavier as the temperature rose as Jinrai whistled loudly again and called out a name. "Morabi!" embers rose from the Dojo floor and both Yoko and Sumire would hear the screech of a bird, Yoko would know instantly of who it was.
A great six foot bird unlike most would see appeared out of the fire, wings flapping as the creature hovered in place scanning the dojo for Jinrai's immediate threat save for the cloud of miasma. "Jin... Why have you called me?" The creature spoke in a feminine tone, an inhuman yet elegant voice came from the bird as she was wreathed in golden flames as she cloaked herself in the bright flames. After a moment, she landed by Jinrai and folded her wings while the gold flames flowed from her as she towered over both of the Twins.
Jinrai chuckled a bit as he listened to her words. "To have you confirm something for me." He had his eyes closed from the dust that been irritating his eye. Jinrai had a suspicion and Morabi had all but confirmed it, she couldn't see the Sumire in the center of the eruption's aftermath while he had. Jinrai thought it odd that she didn't get moved and summoning Moraibi was just assurance of it. "Sumire, you gotta come out and play nice ol' flower of death. Forgive me, this may be unpleasant." Jinrai's bird watched him inquisitively with her blue eyes and then to the veil of miasma smog. He touched a seal and a spear was summoned in his hand while he kept his eyes closed, black fire lit on the pole arm while it was tinged with the same golden veil Morabi had and he threw it effortlessly like it been a dart.
It was in the general vicinity of the Sumire looking for the wounds, but it would sail past her and the true intent would show as it landed tip first into what was left of the Dojo floor near the miasma. "Moraibi, shield us." Jinrai whispered as he snapped his fingers and opened his eyes again despite the agitating pain. A veil of flame would light up the fog like paper lanterns during a festival, or a spark catching a curtain soaked in oil aflame and the black and gold flames would ignite the fog billowing out. Only unlike before with his flame sphere, this flame would spread and consume the entire fog with the Conductive property. Moraibi was airborne again as she hovered in the space between Jinrai and the Twins, a copy of herself manifesting out of the embers nearby Yoko as a Shadow Clone and then she screeched out an ember of flame herself, adding to what Jinrai started.
The Flame of Strength, an eruption would go off with an equal strength against the Miasma Ignition, the flames this time were gold as it came off of the bird itself as she hovered in the air as the wall of flame reached the ceiling of the Dojo. Unlike before, no shockwave would threaten either Twin or Sumire as Moraibi contributed to Jinrai's jutsu and he spoke up now. "I've kept the power low, it shouldn't be a danger Can we talk now without the gas?." He addressed as the flames would be dying down by them but still burning along the floor.
"I ain't seen a lass so potent with their abilities other than my sister." He complimented Sumire then as he still struggled with his sight, blinking his eyes. It was downright irritating but he had to keep a neutral front now. "We can't learn to work together, if you start spewing that fart gas all over the place from wee ol' bit of fluster of emotion. Come on now ol' flower of death, break the mold and let's have a chat." He walked a bit forward and flicked his wrist, fingers swiping over a seal as another spear was pulled and he jabbed it into the floor, a part that wasn't charred away as he peered at the dirt and stone that was underneath where the eruption took place. "Lookit that, can see the foundation." a laugh as he only smiled then, Morabi landing nearby as she peered over Jinrai with one bright blue eye as she was no longer covered in golden flame, only bright red and orange feathers made up her majestic visage.
▰ Expansion [ Kakuchō ] | Rank B | Universal - Seal of 40 Spears Also known as, 'Lightning Blade Creation' this technique creates a seal on the user's clothing. This effectively turns the clothing of their choice into a B-ranked scroll, which may be used for sealing and scroll related techniques. This seal can only be made outside of combat and cost five chakra to make. Only one seal can be made on the user's clothing, and it must be labeled on the user's profile.
▰ Unsealing Technique [ Kaifū no Jutsu ] | Rank E | Universal // Supplementary This technique is a standard ninja skill which allows a ninja to summon an assortment of items that have been stored using fūinjutsu, Fūnyū no Jutsu, et cetera ( 1 item type per seal usage ). This technique is a standard ninjutsu which allows a shinobi to summon an assortment of items that have been stored in special seals, using fūinjutsu. Scrolls are the most commonly chosen for item storage. When needed, the owner activates the seals releasing their stored items or weapons of choice. Scrolls can also be used as ammunition for other weapons or have other seals inside of them, which expands the number of potential tricks a shinobi can use. Further ranks require further, and separate, training. Weapons are the most commonly sealed objects. The act of unsealing does not cost an activation, and remains only five chakra, regardless of the quantity of items unsealed.
▰ Straight Shot | Rank B | Simple The user holds their weapon in the same manner one would hold a throwing dart. The user throws their weapon straight forward. This technique negates all agility stats of it's target and gains an additional [1] point increase in speed per rank of the technique.
▰ Incineration Style: Amaterasu's Blessed Breath | C Rank Similar to other known fire skills, this skill ignites any thrown projectiles of the uchiha or their allies within their sight with intense fire, increasing and augmenting their damage with the flames. The flames are considered separate in terms of damage, and should they come in contact with a barrier or defense of equal or lower rank the flames would disintegrate the defenses and allow the no longer flaming projectile to continue unabated. • Flames of Conductivity | The user's flame techniques gain the ability to 'conduct' through one successfully stricken target and strike at another target for no extra cost by lowering the technique's strength by one rank. Alternatively, the flame can be enhanced with an activation and paying the difference in ranks for the technique to remain the same strength.
Majestic Spark | Rank C Much like the Cinder Technique available to all using ninjutsu, this technique is activated with the simple snapping of the fingers. Instead of a small spark, this technique creates a fireball measuring ten feet in width within ten feet of the user per rank of the technique. This fireball travels ten feet before dissipating unless it strikes a target, exploding on impact and coating a ten foot radius in flames per rank of the technique, causing tiered burning. Strength: The user's flame that coats the ground after making impact creates concussive flaming explosion two ranks below the rank of this technique. These explosions are triggered by contact with the flaming area. • Flames of Strength | This flame burns hotter than other traditional flames. The user's flames have the ability to create concussive blasts that either throw targets five feet per rank of the technique or can propel the user five feet per rank of the technique.
▰ Shadow Clone Technique [ Kage Bunshin no Jutsu ] | Rank B Creates a solid clone which is able to interact with the environment and perform any technique the user knows. The strength of each clone is dependent on the amount of chakra put into each clone. A clone can have anywhere from [1] chakra to all but [1] chakra of the user's pool. The same goes for stamina. The user must retain at least [1] of each pool or they will lose consciousness. Each clone takes [15] chakra to create, and up to three [3] clones can be made per activation. Shadow clones cannot be told apart by doujutsu. The clone disperses if it receives a solid hit (C-rank or higher), or runs out of chakra or stamina. When a clone is dispersed, any knowledge it gained while active is transferred to the original only, no other clones, and any remaining chakra and stamina is returned to the user. Shadow clones may be used to travel to various places while the user's real body remains in a separate location. There is no limit to the distance the clones may travel apart.
• Fire Lord | Uchiha Fire & Moraibi's (tamer pet) techniques can benefit from Jinrai's Seinaru Flame Types. Additionally, the effect of Amaterasu's Cloak PA can be willingly 'turned off' for normal flames, letting Jinrai be capable of using either normal or black flames at will.
• Inferno Blood | The ninjutsu slots gained for Katon slots through the PA: Inferno Mastery are considered both Bloodline and Ninjutsu for purposes of system interaction. These additional ninjutsu and all current bloodline ninjutsu can be performed with Somantic Gestures.
• Inferno Mastery | The user gains four additional ninjutsu slots to be used specifically for katon techniques per body rank. Additionally, hand signs may be executed with one hand. The user's fire techniques all cause an additional post of burning while adding an additional tier of burning/burns to fire based techniques.
• Fanning Flames | The user's fire based techniques may be doubled in size for no additional cost. This does not effect the strength of the user's fire based techniques. In addition, should the user's fire ninjutsu or clan techniques interact with another fire based technique, the user's technique steals one rank of chakra from the opposing technique. If this overpowers the opponents technique, this technique continues on it's path normally.
• Amaterasu’s Cloak | All fire based techniques produced by the Uchiha are considered bloodline techniques.The flames are turned black and fire based techniques are reduced by 5 chakra per rank with a minimum of 5 chakra to be paid for a technique. For each rank of a technique, it's flames burn actively for one post or one additional post if a limit is given.
• Flames of Salvation | The user's effected fire based techniques effected by the active flame are reduced by 5 chakra for every other rank of the technique. ( D, B and S Rank ). In addition, fire based techniques are considered one rank lower against the user.
• Melee Prodigy | The user obtains a [1] point increase to agility while their sharingan is active for each body rank they have obtained. In addition, the user's first physical offensive activation every three posts gains a [1] point increase to speed per rank of their body, also requiring the eyes to be active.
• Another form of Fire | Jinrai acquires the Lightning Element.
• Heart of the Spear | Jinrai's polearm skills are performed with extra finesse with unique improvising and adaptation to new forms. He is able to utilize Bladed Polearms for Bukijutsu techniques meant for Single Medium swords through his own adaptive ways.
• Hunter's Art | Jinrai can make use of the Kyoukan Ya & Honshi Art styles with thrown Polearms, adapting the use of the basic technique principals and instead replicating them with throwing his Polearms. Techniques reproduced with these polearms do not detract from a technique's efficiency. Techniques that involve throwing multiple projectiles are supplied by the Expansion seal and Unsealing Technique when performed while Shuriken Hunter training of Honshi Art is reduced to [40] and the word shuriken is replaced with polearms.
• Never Ending Javelin | The Fuuinjutsu Expansion can store Polearms in its seal and be treated as [Projectiles], summoning these follows the usual rules of the Unsealing technique. Expansion remains the same in everything pertaining to the technique.
• Moraibi's Calling | The Call and Dismissal of Moraibi, Jinrai's animal companion, is treated differently than a traditional summoning, Moraibi's Calling alters the Summoning technique to bring her forth through to Jinrai's heed at will of his voice. When called, it takes of one Moraibi's activations instead of Jinrai's own but dismissal is considered a supplementary action. Moraibi's summoning cost still deducted from Jinrai's resource and his own body rank is the scaling for the summoning.
Yoko's mismatched eyes never left Sumire. Or rather where she had been. Unlike the Twins Sumire had no protection against the heat and flames. Yoko hoped that the young woman wasn't to badly injured as she searched for her in the dust and flames. Though the flames didn't bother her, the dust did. Yoko blinked rapidly a few times to try and rid her eyes of the dust to no avail. "Tch…" taking advantage of her brother calling Morabi, taking a hand from her katana to rub the irritating dust away.
"Hello Morabi." Yoko greeted through half open eyes as she continued to rub the dust away. There were very few things that Yoko disliked out side of social views. Getting dust in her eyes was one of them. As her brother addressed Sumire again Yoko resumed a defensive stance close to Jinrai. Right foot at the front and katana held straight. Squinting her eyes she could only hope Jinrai and Morabi could do something about the dust.
She didn't flinch as a golden spear flew past her like an arrow straight at Sumire. Though it didn't hit the young woman, it landed harmlessly on the floor between the Twins and the young woman. Yoko blinked as her brothers' veil ignited, defending the two in a blaze of chakra as Morabi made a clone next to herself. She smiled cheerfully at the cloned bird before looking back at Sumire. Yoko was unsure if she should attack or not. For now she would stay in a defense position. Ready to block all attacks from getting to Jinrai. That is until her dear brother spoke up once again. She looked questioningly at her brother. It wasn't often that he handed out compliments.
Keeping her position as Jinrai moved foreword, Yoko was even finding it difficult to stay on brother's side of this argument. For a brief moment Yoko considered sitting this one out and let her dear brother continue digging whatever hole he had started. "If you want her to calm down, may I suggest not referring her techniques as farts?" a strained smile appearing on her face as she tired desperately not to rub her eyes any more.
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Jutsu/Tech used/learned ▰ Flame-Resistance Technique [ Bounetsu no Jutsu ] | Rank E | Passive This is a passive Jutsu that is the first in two steps to protect the user from damaging themselves with their very own techniques. Those practicing Katon must learn this technique or take E Ranked fire damage when utilizing katon techniques.
▰ Flowing Stance [ Nagareru Shisei ] | Rank X | Simple Learned Flowing Stance sets the swordsman's feet in an L stance, where the weaker foot points forward in front of them and their stronger foot points away to the left or right depending on the foot and behind them. The swordsman's weapon is held in a defensive position in front of them. Any single sword style technique that is executed from this stance have their costs reduced by stamina per rank of the technique.
▰ Phantom Rush [ Yūrei no Zenshin ] | Rank X | Complex Learned The user channels chakra into their feet, enhancing their movement by five feet per rank of the technique. Any single sword style technique or basic combat skill executed from this skill has their speed increased and strength increased by [1] per rank. Opponents slower than the user by a [2] stat points difference are unable to see actions beyond a blur when the advancement and conjoined technique are made.
▰ Phantom Blade [ Yūrei no Ha ] | Rank X | Complex A technique closely resembling the Samurai's Saber Technique. The user coats their weapon in a haunting demonic appearing chakra, creating a solid blade of chakra atop their original blade with up to a one foot extension. This technique requires an upkeep cost of two ranks below the executed rank with an E Rank minimum. In addition, the user is able to swing their blade, allowing it to send the chakra blade coating their own flying five feet per rank of the technique. Objects containing chakra that are sliced with this skill while attached to the user's real weapon have chakra absorbed equal to the upkeep cost of this technique and is automatically used to pay for the next posts upkeep.
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Jinrai had called out a word that she had never heard of. In no time at all, a massive bird appeared and she could feel her anger rising. 'Stay calm. Stay calm. You were trained to stay calm. Prove it.' She breathed in and out of her nose slowly and deep to keep her emotions in check. Sumire has to admit, the bird was beautiful and she didn't want to fight against it but it was becoming pretty dirty. 'Four against me... maybe.' Her violent hues glanced towards the female who doesn't seem to be amused or okay with this situation. But so far, the female was kind and sweeter than the jerk in front of her.
'Stop the name-calling...' Sumire reminded herself. Name-calling was childish. The spear was thrown to the fake her as she watched the fake her slightly rise and glare at Jinrai, the same glare she gave him while being hidden. Talk without the gas.
The nerve on him. Her hand gripped tightly inside as she can feel her nails threatening to pierce the skin but she continued on with the breathing exercises. With that, she did some handseals silently and the whispers of Jin's voice can be heard in different directions. "Keep the seal to yourself. If I cannot withstand the hazards of your toxic air, then I am unbefitting as an heir to the Seinaru clan." The voices would echo and repeat. To remind Jinrai what he had said. Hearing it helped Sumire feel better as the slow breaths were working.
Then he went as far as to compliment her. Her pupils of the fake Sumire and the real one widen in surprise as they were both showing apparent confusion.
Then anger.
Insult.
The fake Sumire swung her bokken at Jinrai but nothing happened. But while the fake Sumire did that, the real Sumire who was standing on the foundation from the eaten flames to Jinrai's left, summoned up two creatures, two wild boars as they made their run towards Morabi as a cannonball. If she does become flames, the boars will indeed, blow up but so will Morabi. The misami was no longer producing. In that quick moment, Sumire channeled her energy into the bokken, with a flick of her wrist, she attempts to send a mighty upwards slash towards Jinrai, at that moment, the fake Sumire faded away into nothingness. "Practice what you preach, Seinaru-san. I held off my miasma since you changed your mind." Her cheeks were still red, her body was tense, and if anything, she looked like she wanted to spill some blood but was rather calm about it. She was on guard and ready to move,"Perhaps you are not, indeed not fit. Yoko-sama would be a much better leader. Her ego is not as suffocating as yours."
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PA&Discpline Info:
First Class: Genjutsu ▱▰▱ Lasting Hyponsis → The user's genjutsu prowess has achieved a heightened level of potency and lingers for longer. The primary sense of any genjutsu that was released using Kai lingers for [1] additional post. This residual effect is minor because the manipulation of the target with the technique has ended. For example, a complete darkness sight genjutsu that was dispelled may leave the lingering feeling that the world is still a bit darker than it is in reality. If a genjutsu used a mental status effect then it will linger for [1] post longer at one level below what it was before at a minimum of level one. Originally level one mental status effects are too weak to linger. The base duration of your genjutsu is increased by [1] post at E-C, [2] at B-A, and [3] at S and above. Instance genjutsu are not affected by an increase of duration but instead cannot be dispelled by kai and only by pain. Genjutsu upkeep lessons by [5] Chakra per body rank and non-instant are applied with overwhelming, requiring lingering genjutsu to use [1.5x] the resource to Kai. Second Class: Genjustu ▱▰▱ Master of Deception → With genjutsu, realism and the sensory ability of the target factor heavily into the ability of the victim to realize they are in a genjutsu. The illusionist chooses [1] Sense of Specialization that will render a genjutsu cost [1] rank less if the casted genjutsu's primary sense is their specialization. Genjutsu that uses the illusionist's Sense of Specialization as the primary sense becomes resistant to the sensory powers of sages and non-Open Minded discipline scholars. This resistance means that the genjutsu will go unnoticed from these abilities. Since the illusionist has become so adept in their Sense of Specialization they may always weave it into genjutsu as an Additional Sense unless it would bring the illusion's sensory control above the [5] limit. The illusionist may also always select any Additional Sense that is not their Sense of Specialization to add to a genjutsu as long as it does not exceed the cap of [5] manipulated senses.
Sense of Specialization: Visual ▱▰▱ Genjutsu - Genjutsu: →....Genjutsu that are cast by those of this specialization [ Illusion ] are more efficient as according to the user's body rank, all Genjutsu are [10] Chakra cheaper to perform with the user's specialized Focus are further reduced by another [5] Chakra per body rank. No cost can be lower than a minimum of [5] Chakra. Once every other post all three of the genjutsu specialist's activations in a post can be used for genjutsu.
Activations:
Action: Ongoing: False Strike Technique [ Mougo Shibaku no Jutsu ] ▰Rank: C ▰Primary Sense: Sight ▰Additional Senses: Touch ▰Base Duration: 3 Posts ▰Upkeep: 10 ▰Trigger: Physical Contact ▰Source: Visual and Touch Phantasms ▰Status Effect: None ▰Description: This technique is a fairly simple one, but it is very useful in a tight spot. When an attack is nearing, the user of this technique forms a single seal to activate the technique, and then immediately moves to dodge the technique. The attacker instead of seeing the user dodging, will instead see and feel the attack strike their target with the appropriate effect (blood gushing out for example), and with their eyes drawn to the illusion instead of the real user, the user is afforded a short moment in which they are as good as invisible to their opponent in which they can use to either seek better cover, or even quickly counter-attack.
Ongoing: Dust Covered Sky [ Chiridaruma Kuuchuu ] ▰Rank: A ▰Primary Sense: Sight ▰Additional Senses: Touch, Taste, Scent ▰Base Duration: 2 Posts ▰Upkeep: 50 Chakra ▰Trigger: Handseal ▰Source: Large Scale Phantasm, Area of Effect ▰Status Effect: Mental Stress ▰Description: The user begins a series of handseals, The victim sees dust blanket everything from the sky, & then rise up into the air. More and more dust goes up, and begins to cover the light coming from any light source. Pretty soon, there is so much dust that it is dark and impossible to see. This Genjutsu comes with 2 additionals that are pre-built into it to create one horrifying jutsu, Annoying Dust Technique [ Okkuu Chiri no Jutsu ] and Dirty Clothes Technique [ Fuketsu Koromo no Jutsu ]. The Senses of the these 2 techniques are overridden by the Senses listed for this technique.
Activation One: All Directions [ Shihouhapou ] ▰Rank: E ▰Primary Sense: Sound ▰Additional Senses: ▰Base Duration: 3 Posts ▰Upkeep: 5 Chakra ▰Trigger: Voice ▰Source: Sound ▰Status Effect: ▰Description: Upon hearing the user's voice, the target begins to hear varying parts of their speech coming from various locations surrounding them or whole sentences from other locations should the user choose. This technique causes the target to believe the user has surrounded them and distorts the target's perception of the user's location if not visible to the target during the genjutsu.
Activation Two: ▰ Familiar [ Onajimi ] | Rank X | Bloodline | Spiritual [ TWo boars, both towards Morabi ] The user forms the required hand signs, causing any existing miasma in the area to gather in a target location within ten feet of the user per rank of the technique. As the miasma becomes dense the user's chakra molding gives it shape, causing the miasma to take form of a creature of the user's choosing depending on the rank of it's execution. Each of these creatures has it's own unique attributes, exploiting the user's mastery of their element, having a body rank and stats equal to it's rank. Each creature can use Basic Combat attacks up to it's rank by drawing from the user's chakra supply. Each creature requires an upkeep two ranks below it's executed rank. Each creature has a single activation, treated as a shadow clone for this technique
Wild Boar: By using a B Rank amount of chakra the user creates a twenty foot tall wild boar. This boar has three horns that extend from it's head. These horns inflict tier two poison on contact.
Activation Three: Haunting Attack: Crashing Oni [ Wasurerarenai Kōgeki: Hakai Oni ] | Rank X | Complex The user channels chakra into their blade, blocking an incoming attack. With the simple flick of their wrist, the blade sends a mighty blast of demonic chakra outward that creates roars similar to that of the Oni. This technique causes mental stress tiered to its rank and sends a shock-wave out five feet per rank that blows those it blocks away.
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