Mist Ninja Academy

[iHuntur]

Near looked at the inquisitive kid, "You're looking at him! We are short on staff, so we are going to be together until after you EXCEL in the Chuunin Exams. You got that?!"  

[GrandMaster Draco_Lord]

"Of course." Leto just smiled a little, of course he would excel in the Chuunin Exams, of course that was still some time away.  

[Righteous Brutality]

((Sorry I havent posted got busy with RL stuff))

As the kunai neared, Takashi did the proper seal and in a puff of smoke, he traded places with a nearby desk; landing at a knee out of breath from having his life in danger. Standing he calmed himselfand approached the sensei hoping he too had earned his headband.  

[iHuntur]

Near turned to the kid, "Its about time! Here is your headband. Also, here are some scrolls that you can learn to use some jutsu." He went into his desk and pulled out 6 scrolls, 3 for each person and threw them to them.

((Any 3 jutsu you want of your rank. Must be either elemental or village jutsu.))  

[Righteous Brutality]

Takashi took his headband and placed it over his forehead and tied it tightly in the back. He then caught the three scrolls the sensei had tossed and looked them over to see which techniques they were. The first and second were water ninjutsu, Suiton: Mizu Shuriken no Jutsu (Water Release: Water Shuriken Technique), and Mizu Tate no Jutsu (Water Shield Technique), while the third was a fire ninjutsu, Katon Housenka no Jutsu (Fire Release: Mythical Fire Flower Technique). He took the scrolls and placed them in his pack and waited for for further instruction.  

[iHuntur]

((The instructions are on the scrolls, you can RP and learn them now))  

[Righteous Brutality]

((Oh, lol im a tard))

Taking the scrolls from his pack he looked them over once more, this time in detail as he began his preparation to learn what was written. He began with the Suiton: Mizu Shuriken no Jutsu (Water Release: Water Shuriken Technique), widening his stance, he made the necessary handseals then flung his arms like he would if he were going to throw a shuriken, but nothing formed and he was left looking like an idiot.

1/4
((We have to follow the guild system of 4 posts to learn stuff right?))  

[Phantom Muse]

HimiuKoshikaza
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Mist Shinobi - Acadmy Student -Medical
Kunoichi of the Mist

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She arrived at the Acadmy. She seen many other students. She wonered what it would be like to learn her first jutsu."Ummmm, sensei?"  

[iHuntur]

((lets just go with 3 for right now. And you can do all 3 tries in 1 post))

Near looked at the new student, "Your beginner jutsu are under a desk in the classroom. Complete the Clone Jutsu and Transformation Jutsu and then be expecting an attack for the substitution jutsu. Got it?"

((Considering I am giving you scrolls and showing you how to do this, don't make it too elaborate, we have a lot to do in a short amount of time.))  

[Phantom Muse]

((umm your talking to my RPC right?))  

[partymonk44]

Korumo walked through the wooden doors, into the academy classroom. He was still tired, after all he had been sleeping not to long ago, and held back a yawn before asking "So what are we going to be doing in here...Sensei?"


 

[Lance Fulgurant]

Kane Atsureki
山田野 はたけ
Kirigakure || Youton || Bounty Hunter || Ranmaru || Yonha

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"Life is just a series of choices...

Stepping into the classroom, Kane's red-hued eyes quickly scanned the faces in the room from within the shadows of his hood. A few strands of black and red hair fell out of the shadows as he took another step into the room, his hand resting easily on the dragon-headed pommel of his sword. Walking towards the man at the front of the room, the man Kane assumed was the teacher, Kane removed the hood from his head to reveal his face. His expression was neither happy nor sad, it simply was, and as he bowed to the man he spoke in a voice equally listless, "My name is Kane Atsureki, and I was told to report here to begin training."

Standing back up to his full height, Kane turned his head once more to look into the eyes of each of the other students presence, his red-hued eyes seeming to hold fire within their depths. He could see that many were younger than him, but that was to be expected, he had after all enrolled in the academy quite late in his life compared to most. Such was the cost of running off on your own though, but there were certainly benefits as well, Kane thought to himself as he glanced down at the sword he wore at his side, the ruby jewel in the cross-guard seeming to emit its own light, as if a fire burned within its core. Turning his attention back to the teacher, Kane awaited instruction.

"... the question is, which is the right choice?"

 

[iShayera]

NικɛƘσтσиɛ
ナイキ 琴音
"The Sound of the Harp"
ハープの傲慢な音
Hyuuga (Pending) || Academy Student || Suiton || Byakugan Doujutsu

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"Sewn into your soul, this is out of our control..."

xxxxThe silence that emanated from Nike was louder than thunder as she took two small, carefully calculated steps into the Academy through the doorway. Her heart told her to run; her mind told her to stay. The room was full of people, and that knowledge alone was enough to make her cbattle the fight-or-flight reflex that welled up like bile in the pit of her stomach. The room was full of people. That was a fact that she would simply have to deal with. She hated people. How she hated people. She hated the knowledge that at any moment, in any given place, someone could turn on her and drag her back home, where her parents kept her under lock and key, constantly under surveillance, like some caged animal. Like a caged bird, Nike had fought to be free. But unlike most things that fight, Nike had won for the time being. She had won her freedom, and that was what brought her to the Kirigakure academy. She needed to learn how to fight, and that was a simply fact. She needed to be able to defed herself, to keep fighting for her freedom if someone were to try to bring her back to the place she had wanted so desperately to leave.
xxxx“Is there someone competent here that I can learn from?” Her voice was surprisingly cold, coming from Nike’s lips, which parted only enough to let the breathy whisper pierce the sound barrier. There was a young man already standing in front of the man at the head of the classroom, but she simply didn’t care. Preserve oneself; that was the thing she obsessed over. People had died in front of her, begging for her assistance, and she had turned her back on them in cold blood. She certainly didn’t care about some boy, that much was evident from the coolly aloof way that she glanced him up and down, her eyes first resting on the hilt of his sword, carved with a dragon motif, and then on his face, shadowed by the crimson hood of his cloak. He had several stray locks of hair falling into his eyes, she noticed absently. She realized, belatedly, that she had cut the young man off, but shrugged off the thought. Since when did Nike care about social graces? She wanted an answer to her question, and she wasn’t wasting her time if someone was going to make her wait.

"...Be who you need to be; there are no others: you or me."

 

[Lance Fulgurant]

Kane Atsureki
山田野 はたけ
Kirigakure || Youton || Bounty Hunter || Ranmaru || Yonha

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"Life is just a series of choices...

Glancing over his shoulder at the sound of the new arrival, Kane looked the young woman up and down, his red eyes resting momentarily on her own light blue before looking forward once more. He didn't know who this woman was, but he guessed that if she kept up the attitude, her time at the Academy would not be pleasant. Kane had heard that the teachers of the Mist Academy were not ones to tolerate disrespect, and the tone with which this woman spoke was coming dangerously to being disrespectful.

Shifting his feet, Kane turned to the side his long red and black locks falling midway down his back. Getting a better look at the woman, Kane could see that she was quite beautiful, if a bit cold, with the well toned physique of a warrior. She could be a strong ally, or a terrible enemy. He hoped it would be the former, rather than the latter. Bowing his head slightly, Kane said in a careful tone, "well met, I am Kane Atsureki, and might I ask your name."

"... the question is, which is the right choice?"