frowning Alexandra felt a bit awkward that she jumped away from him, rubbing his arm he sighed and heard what she had to say. he got excited to know that they were going to do a mission even though he still felt it was awkward that she didn't want a hug. Shrugging it off he jumped and clicked his heels and began running to the library following right behind her not having anything to say. [exits]
Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 3:26 pm
Kit Joukai Heyaza
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Jeyan Hyuuga
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"Immortality...
.... is SIEZED by the legendary."
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As he came out of his Substitution the young Chuunin witnessed a clearance in the smoke. More importantly, he witnessed an onslaught of arrows. They were coming in fast, so he didn't have time to focus his chakra on a strong technique. Suddenly, along the path of the arrows, the air began to explode. Pockets of air blew, knocking the arrows off of their trajectory and far off to the side. So when the flash went off (assuming they were on the arrows?) it wasn't in his direct line of sight. Because his Byakugan wasn't active, they didn't blind him as they were likely meant to.
The real problem was the multitude of clones surrounding Jeyan after he had dealt with the arrows. They didn't seem to be attacking like before, though. It seemed more like containtment? Or some sort of preperation for a larger technique. He couldn't allow Kit to do whatever he wanted, especially since he was a ranged fighter. As Jeyan performed his next technique, another Fuuton technique, Kit would experience an odd anomaly. His air was cut off, and with the exertion he had experienced in the fight and the need to breath heavily, the Gennin would go into a coughing fit. Unless he had some other way of breathing.
It was the Vacuum technique. Stronger than usual, of course. There were numerous things that occured to the human body when it lacked air. Concentration was the first thing that went. The water clones would disperse first. Then the strength in the body would follow. And after that, the panic would set in. It was no technique that was used for a joke. He meant to put Kit out of his consciousness. He didn't bother talking. It wasn't like his words mattered when someone was suffocating.
"The trees entangle their arms and stretch upward into the sky." "The budding leaves devour the light, adding depth to the forest's darkness." "The hunter does not notice the glare nor the claws of the beast biding in the darkness." "Tonight is the night when the hunter will be hunted." "This is the Sleeping Forest." "And I'm the demon that preys on the hunter."
❀ Ninjutsu Class ❀❀ Katon ❀❀ Fuuton ❀❀ Sharingan ❀❀ Three Tomoe ❀❀ Konoha ❀❀ Chuunin ❀
The area quickly became populated, which made sense as such Claire decided to take her leave without much noticed.
Claire's Theme: Kimi no Kioku "My eyes are wide open.........."......................................"Faith has no role in my life......."
Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 7:34 pm
Jeremiah Saint cloud
Kit watched as the tags on the arrows exploded off to the right he tsk'd. The arrows were meant to be a focal point of the attack the it seemed he had underestimated the fellow ninja's reflexes. as Kit's water clones stood at the ready for anything that would happen Kit's blood red eyes locked onto the Hyuuga's as the air around him stated to thin. His Kekkai genkai would cast a simple genjutsu. And it was just his luck that this was the route that the hyugga chose. In order to target his head with his jutsu that thinned the air that was problly going to lead to Kit's suffocation he had to look at his face. In that moment Kit made the seal of the ox and smiled. "Kai." The hyuuga's wish would come true. In his mind the water clones stood for a moment before melting into a pool of water. When in reality they restrained him to the ground gently and placed a kunai to his cheek, one on each arm, his leg and his torso. kit would also seem to be coughing and gagging eentually going to his knees. When really he was simply walking over to the hyugga as he lay pinned under his water clones and their shuriken. His red eyes flaring Kit made the sign of the ox. "I acknowledge your skill but you chose to fight this opponent the wrong way." Reaching downwards kit tapped the hyuuga's forhead awakening him from the genjutsu on his back looking up at Kit and the 6 clones holding shuriken to his body in non lethal spots. Smiling Kit retorted. "I like you, and i do apologize for my earlier spats." Snapping his fingers Kit's water clones melted wetting the hyuuga and Kit stood with his hand out stretched. "Kit Heyaza. Genin."
(i can only assume you had to look at my face in order to cast your air pocket jutsu. In which is a free attempt for a genjutsu. If you think this is a god mod just tell me why you think it so and i will edit it up to make a better post, but this is how i would play things if i was my RPc. lol)
(Nah, in a more serious fight I'd care. But we're just sparring. So I don't mind.)
Jeyan had won! Or so he thought. He watched Kit break into a coughing fit, only for his body to turn into an illusion and the real world to materialize before him. He was standing up, staring face to face with his opponent. Kit had trapped him in a Genjutsu. The one weakness of the Byakugan were Ranmaru's Eyes. Eyes his father had wielded to devastating effect in the old days. However, he had inherited the Byakugan from his mother, instead. At that moment, Kit had chosen to come far too close to him. "I'm ashamed that you didn't put me in a position where I had to surrender. Right now, at a single swipe of my sword, I could kill you... But, the Raikage frowns upon the death of our Shinobi. And I'm a good sport. Not to mention I have to get payback for losing here. That will have to wait, though." He was essentially giving the aggressor his props. But the inability to kill Kit had taken his sword out of play, as well as Katon as a whole and the Fuuton techniques that cut and sliced the target. So he wasn't worried about when the time came to kill an opponent. It had been a good test for the Gennin, though. "I'm Saedo Hyuuga. But you can call me Jeyan." He was done in the Training Grounds at that point. He began to walk away before turning back to face Kit. "You protect those eyes of yours. Many people would love to be able to neutralize the Byakugan, and not enough of them have the tools to do so." With that, he went off to train in a seperate area.
As Jeyan left the area of the dual, he went on to open up his scroll to begin learning his first weapon style. It was a style he had long had interest in and now he could learn it. He placed his hand on the hilt of his blade and began the training. [1/3]
He took several deep breaths, in and out. He had to have full concentration in order to properly learn how to remove an opponent’s arm in a moment. He stopped for a moment to create a Wind Clone and then went back to the concentration. [2/3]
Everything was on point. He moved his hand and it seemed to flash before him. It all happened within the span of a second. He removed the blade from its sheath and next thing he knew the Wind Clone was gone. Jeyan found himself cleaning his blade on his vest before putting it back into the sheath. [3/3]
The next stage was going to be more difficult. It would take a lot of time for him to learn to open himself up so an opponent would seem to have a victory, then lose an arm or a leg. The first step was creating another Wind Clone like he had done in the previous step. [1/5]
The first thing he did was begin a small skirmish with the Wind Clone. He wanted it to have the illusion that they were working on one-on-one combat. So when the time came for Jeyan to leave an obvious opening, the Wind Clone had no idea it was falling into a trap. [2/5]
Unlike the last time he had performed the Battoujutsu, this time Jeyan didn’t have all the time in the world to make up the details of his strike. Where it was going to go, how quickly he could perform it, whether he was attempting to maim or to actually kill the Wind Clone. Everything was instinctual. [3/5]
His instincts proved to help him a great deal. He unsheathed the Setsuka and swept toward the legs of the Wind Clone. The clone couldn’t see it coming. His moves were so fast that there was no way a mere clone could see it coming. The clone dispersed and left Jeyan wanting more. [4/5]
There was no end to it. The type of power he felt when unsheathing, cleaning and sheathing his Setsuka was amazing. Unlike anything he had ever felt before. He had to do it again. So he created another clone and performed the Battoujutsu once more, dispersing it yet again. [5/5]
Jeyan had such a great connection with weapons. He respected them and those who wielded them. His father always told him there was a man he knew that was the greatest Shinobi of his time. But when it came down to the man’s bare beginnings, he had started as a Weapon’s Specialist. It was things such as that that motivated the Chuunin as he meditated about the style. [1/7]
As he sat and meditated over the intricacies of Battoujutsu, it crossed his mind how he was going to increase his unsheathing speed. He could wear thinner gloves on his left hand so when he unsheathed his hand was more aerodynamic. Things such as that. Then he simply calmed his chakra. [2/7]
At this point in the style, chakra was integral. So he needed his pool to be at peace. More at peace than he was. Things were tumultuous in the Shinobi world, and it was often times hard for Jeyan to keep his mind off of things. But if he was going to be successful, a soothed mind was necessary. [3/7]
As he meditated, the Hyuuga Shinobi leaked his chakra into the Setsuka. He showed it the bond that he had with his own chakra. He allowed the titanium to experience what it was like to be a Shinobi and what it was like to be wielded by that same Shinobi. [4/7]
When he stood up, Jeyan had become one with the Setsuka. He opened it and allowed it to shield him from the sunlight beating down on his forehead. It was at that moment that he felt his chakra on the handle of the parasol. It had become one with its Shinobi, and he with his Setsuka. [5/7]
Jeyan formed a single handseal and created a Wind Clone as well as a Fire Clone. He was going to work on taking down multiple Shinobi in one sheath of his blade. That would mark the true skill of someone attempting to master the Battoujutsu. And he was close to reaching a turning point. [6/7]
As the clones attacked their creator, Jeyan took several steps to the side in order to properly avoid their fists and kicks. When the one moment came, he unsheathed his Setsuka in its blade form. It was covered in his chakra. He aimed the strike between the two clones, and when they closed in, his chakra expanded, cutting them in half and dispersing them. [7/7]
As a Weapon’s Specialist, Jeyan’s affinity with the sword was something unparalleled by most Shinobi. There was one type that would always get the best of him in a sword fight, though. A Samurai. He had the utmost respect for them when it came to swordsmanship, but with other things such as the use of gauntlets and tridents he was the undisputed champion. [1/9]
He found the need to prove this to his clones more times than not. Jeyan stood, surrounded by a horde of his own clones. Who knew when a Shinobi was to fight in a war? For that reason, he couldn’t just focus on single combat. His eyes were closed, but his Byakugan active. [2/9]
He examined the area. He watched the sways of the clones as they began to move. Not only would he need to be able to sheathe and unsheathe at incredible speeds, but he would have to dodge their strikes as well. It was a strenuous training method. [3/9]
When the swarm closed in, Jeyan finally opened his eyes. He could see them all and he was ready. The first appeared right in his face. The Shinobi unsheathed the Setsuka and dispersed the Wind Clone with extreme prejudice. He left no room for error. [4/9]
The seventeen-year-old wasn’t one for mercy. So whenever he had the chance, he let loose. It was as if he was a completely different person. His pale eyes made it seem as if there was no soul within the muscular body. He cut down every clone in his wake. [5/9]
The way the Kumo-nin fought, it was almost as if he had trained his entire life for that battle. It was he versus atleast twenty of his clones. They looked like him. They had his chakra. But they weren’t him. They weren’t as strong as he was. And they would learn that. [6/9]
When the dust cleared, the only remaining figures were Jeyan and about three of his clones. To think he had destroyed so many of them simply by sheathing and unsheathing the Setsuka. It was remarkable. For the first time all day, he was beginning to feel exhausted. [7/9]
At that time he had to see if he could master the last technique of the stage. It was called “The Snow Grows Red”, and it would be of some use to him in the future. He waited for the clones to charge in and he put the technique into effect. With the use of his chakra, he simply gave the clones small cuts then dodged their strikes. [8/9]
As time winded down, he realized the clones’ cuts never disappeared. So the jutsu had worked just as he had planned. At that very moment, he had finally mastered the fourth stage of the style. And soon, he would be able to muster the strength to take on the last, and strongest, stage. [9/9]
Apparently the After Image style was sort of a big deal. Because it was the only Taijutsu style that had sparked his interest. So he set out to begin manipulating his chakra in the form of afterimages in order to master the style. [1/3]
Apparently one had to focus on chakra control to create their afterimages. Jeyan assumed it was something like creating thin clones that he left in his wake whenever attacking an opponent. He could see using it more for the ability to psych opponents out before beheading them with his umbrella blade. [2/3]
The Chuunin sat there and meditated, manipulating his chakra in all sorts of forms. He stood up and finally attempted to create an afterimage. He ran to the side, leaving an afterimage Jeyan in his wake to fool anyone who had been keeping track of his movements. It was already fantastic. [3/3]
Toshiko entered the training grounds, ready to finally get to work mastering the jutsu of her 2 clans. It was going to be a lengthy process though. Both clans required intense dedication and skill to even learn one jutsu, but she was set on learning everything she could.
Holding out her hand, Toshiko shot a steady stream of Raiton in to the soil beneath her. The energy arced into the ground, magnetizing it and summoning up over 40 gallons of Iron Sand. The sand swirled and surged around her, waiting to be used in any number of moves. [1/1]
For the first move, Toshiko would need to use Iron Sand to cover her fist, making a solid metal glove with which to strike enemies. She held her hand to the sand, manipulating the powerful forces of magnetism that only a true Jiton could ever hope to accomplish. Slowly, but surely, increasingly thicker layers of Iron Sand began to cover her fist, taking the shape of a crude, but solid boxing glove. [1/1]
Toshiko flicked her wrist causing the glove to fall apart, returning the sand to its original state. She then held her palm facing straight out and began to magnetize the air in front of her, causing the Iron to begin forming a circular shield in front of her. Iron continued to flow until it was at last an almost perfect 1.5 meter shield hovering in front of her. [1/1]
Toshiko reabsorbed the sand into her regular supply and focused on the next technique. She focused a single gallon of Sand into a highly compressed ball, not unlike a musket ball. She targeted a nearby tree and magnetized the bullet, sending it on a straight shot at incredible speed, casing it to stick into the tree. She didn't bother drawing the sand back, but was instead content to leave it there. [1/1]
Finally, she readied the final basic technique she wished to learn for the time being. Toshiko held her hand out in front of her and imagined she was holding a katana in her hand. Slowly, the sand formed into the shape, creating a razor sharp, yet still brittle blade. [1/1]
CHAKRA : 165 - 10 -3 -5 -5 -5 = 137/165 Sand in Use: 40/50 gallon max SPEED: 5 STRENGTH: 3 Ryo: 34100
Techniques in use:
• Iron Sand Conversion Varies Using chakra, the actual soil below and around a Jiton user can be converted into iron sand. The amount that can be converted is dependant on the rank, and follows the same rules as above. The chakra cost for converting is 1/4th the cost of the amount of sand created. This can extend the amount of iron sand you can manipulated freely at once as well, but only for ten posts before the cost must be paid again.
Iron Sand Style: Iron Fist D rank The user draws a moderate amount of Iron Sand or some other finally powdered metal (Scrap metal will work, but at great risk to one's own hand) and being to coat a fist and increasingly thick layers. This simulates a metal boxing glove on the user's hand. Normally, this would slow a user's punches due to the weight, but Iron Sand user's are capable of manipulating the trajectory of each punch using Magnetism. However, at this level, the user's speed will not increase with this technique, and for all its merits, it is nothing more then a metal boxing glove. Direct impact from a weapon or a powerful barrier can shatter the glove and return the components to a powdered state.
Iron Sand Style: Iron Shield C Rank The user creates a dense, circular shield from Iron Sand that with a diameter of 1.5 meters. The shield will stop most jutsu at, or around its rank. The shield's strongest point is the middle with diminishing power as you move closer to the edge.
Iron Sand Style: Iron Pellet Cannon C Rank The user now has enough control to create a pellet with relative ease and has learned to use magnetic forces to hurl the pellet large distances with incredible speed. This can also be used to propel kunai one at a time.
Iron Sand Style: Basic Weapon Creaton Technique C Rank The user has learned enough about Iron Sand usage to try their hand at basic weapon creation. These weapons aren't much better then any standard equipment that any other ninja carries into battle, however since they are made of Iron Sand, the weapons can be quickly rearranged and reformed to fit the user's exact needs. With the exception of small projectiles however, created objects must stay close to the user, lest their electromagnetic field fail and they turn into a pile of sand on the ground once more.
It took the better half of an hour of scouring through the village before finally finding the training grounds of Kumogakure. Setsuna had to resort to asking for directions. Finally stepping onto the field, she noticed there were several ninjas already scattered throughout the field training and practicing. Some seemed powerful enough...some seemed rather pathetic in their attempts to get stronger. Regardless, the ninja that she was looking out for was not there.
Setsuna placed her hands casually on her hips and decided to simply wait. She didn't particularly feel comfortable training in such a crowded space where others could see her capabilities. Then again, this was her new village now and all of them were supposed to be teammates. With her darkness however, she didn't feel secure. She felt that the hatred and rage within her could burst out at any second.She could only hope that Hikari would show up soon.
As she stood there, others would notice her presence and that she was there. They would notice that she was a ninja with a slender build, with a tanto strapped to her back. The one thing that they would notice for sure however, is that she had no village headband and nothing that would give her ties to this village or any other village for that matter.
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Almost immediately upon entering Hikari caught ahold of Setsuna's figure amongst all the other shinobi there. She made her way over to Setsuna and smiled shyly. "I'm so sorry for the wait!" she as she came with several feet's distance. If anyone recognized anything about Hikari, it was the fact she bore no headband. Rather she withheld the village insignia on a plate on her right shoulder sleeve. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out her original headband and gave it Setsuna. "Here. It's yours," she spoke happily. "I'm finally a Chuunin!" she exclaimed in excitement. She wasn't expecting Setsuna to be happy for her; she was just happy for herself.
Upon seeing Hikari approaching her, Setsuna began feeling at ease. Her anger and annoyance began to subside as Hikari apologized for keeping her waiting. "You should be...you failed to mention where the training grounds were so it took me forever to find this place," she told her plainly as she caught the headband from her. She was happy to have this, as it represented a home. She was officially part of the village, now it was time to get stronger.
As she tied her headband around her neck to wear like a necklace, Hikari told her the good news. "Congratulations...you definitley deserve it," Setsuna stated as she forced a sincere smile. Although her tone wouldn't show it, she was happy for her. After everything Hikari has done for her, Setsuna owes her her life. "I'm proud of you," she added to show her support.
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"Oh.." Her eyes widened a tad as a sudden shock of guilt and self-irresponsibility. She really had left Setsuna to find this place on her own. She gulped down this feeling and readjusted herself. The young lady came close to looking away until she then heard Setsuna's words. A smile began to creep across her face as her mood slowly changed. She reached back and into one of her shinobi pouches upon her waist. Out she pulled a scroll from amongst several others. One that dwelved into the techniques of something called Yamikonton. "Here," she tossed the scroll to Setsuna. "You may take a grand interest in this, too; amongst other scrolls I managed to obtain from the library." This included: Genjutsu, Ninjutsu, Tai & Weapon, and even a few others for her own intended personal use. "Oh! And thank you very much! I'm so glad you are. It means a lot to hear." She was just being honest.
Setsuna took a hold of the scroll and opened it. Hikari could see Setsuna's eyes widening as she poured over the scroll. The symbol on the scroll was the same as the one on her hand. "Yamikonton..." Setsuna uttered as she continued reading through the scroll. It would seem that the reason on her powers had surfaced was because of a tragic event. The hatred and anger within her was due to the Mark of Chaos. This was why she could use the darkness element.
"So this is what I am...and this is what I'll become should I dive so deep into the darkness," she said to herself as she closed the scroll and pocketed it. "It also explains why you have such an effect on me, Hikari," she told her. So long as Hikari wielded the light element, she could never harm her even if she lost control, of this Setsuna was relieved. Not only could Setsuna protect her, but Hikari could protect Setsuna from herself. "Thank you Hikari. Once again you have helped me, this time to find the truth about myself."
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A twinge of relief struck across her as Setsuna thanked her. It relieved her to know she could be of use to people. No matter who they were. Seemed as if she had found, in a way, the perfect partner. "No need to thank me. Y'know that." She reached ínto her pouch once again and pulled out the various scrolls (mentioned beforehand) and held them out for Setsuna's pick. "Take one, open it, and pick a technique. Let's, get to training!" She was excited to learn something new.
Setsuna suddenly had an embarrassed look on her face as she turned red. After looking at all the scrolls, she realized that she had no idea what her elemental affinity is or what type of combat was she suited for. She had just graduated from the academy before she escaped Konoha. She didn't know what type of combat she was suited for, wether it was taijutsu, weapons, genjutsu, or ninjutsu.
"I don't know what I'm best suited for..." She commented in a hushed and shy tone. "I don't know what my element is either," she added as her face seemed ready to burst with how red it was.
