Medical Theoretical [Training]

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Satsugaite no Jutsu (Killing Hands Technique)
Rank: C, B
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user degenerates and kills cells in the patient’s body.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The user focuses destructive chakra into their hands, creating a faint purple glow around them. The user then pushes the chakra into the patient’s body, destroying a certain amount of cells around the area where contact was made. If the user possesses the C rank version of this technique, they can destroy cells in a two inch radius around the area of contact. If the user possesses the B rank version, they can destroy cells in a six inch radius around point of contact.
Limit: Must be a medic, must know Shosen no Jutsu

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Riza Morris. Medic, engineer, artist, anthropologist...ninja. And yet for a ninja, whose job description very much included danger and combat, she was lacking in the ability to defeat her foes. This ordinarily would not mean much, since she was fast enough to avoid most conflict, but only too recently she'd found her speed and her clay explosives to be...insufficient. She needed something, anything to do in a grapple scenario. But all she could do up close was give aid. Though a complaint only because of her profession, her hands were only useful for healing, not killing.

...Unless...Yes, perhaps she was on to something. She could take the concept of her healing hands, perhaps, and reverse it. There was nobody here with her in her flat, as she lived alone, and she couldn't be bothered to leave to find a guinea pig wandering the streets...Yes. Once again, for the sake of progress, Riza would be using herself as a test subject. Her present outfit left one thigh open to the air, so that would be the target.

In her minds eye, she formed the six hand seals she used to shape her chakra into the restorative energies of the Healing Hands, with the intent of recovery, and observed as the green aura encased her left hand. Good first step. Next, she added onto this another six seals. The same ones, in fact, but in reverse order. This would bring the total to twelve. Twelve seals, twice as many as usual. Twice as muck chakra being summoned from her core, twisted and flexed around her hand in undulating waves.

Slowly, the green tint shimmering around her palm bled away, leaving only a vague presence. Intention. She had to desire damage, deterioration, dissolution. Yes. Killing intent, to fuel the Killing Hands. The aura slowly recolored to a pale sort of purple, almost not present. To be expected, from her first attempt. She wasn't expecting mastery yet. But she would attain it, make no mistake. She placed her hand upon the bare flesh of her leg. It worked, though only just. The tiniest of twinges of pain, and upon ending the technique to inspect her work, it was as though she had merely fallen and gotten a small scrape. Tiny droplets of blood shone in places, but it could barely be considered an injury.

To be on the safe side, she healed the 'wound' closed, before a secondary attempt. This time, she treated her own body mentally as that of someone else. An enemy, someone to be destroyed, melted down. Her hand gleamed bright purple, merely the slightest moment's flash, before settling on a slightly darker though still pale hue compared to before. She cried out with the pain as her own flesh dissolved under her touch. This was stupid, and self destructive. But it was working. Blood began to flow, but before it could stain her clothes or floor she halted the technique and shifted back to healing.

A small success, brief though it was. Perhaps, even, a sufficient one?

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+10; Learned.

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Name: Cosmetic cell production
Rank: C
Skill: Medical
Effect: The user learns how to modify his medical chakra in such a way that it can be used for cosmetic purposes. Can't create muscle cells.
Special: “Handseals”
Drawback: Has no in battle uses. Do not overdo this, if to many cells are created it will be severely unhealthy for the body.
Description: After forming handseals the users will glow fuchsia. Placing their hands on the part of the body the user wants to affect the user will send his chakra in the tissue under and in the skin, causing the cells in the affected area to duplicate. The speed at which the tissue is formed depends on how much chakra the user is using.
Limit:Must know healing hands C-rank.

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Well now, with that settled, it was time to take these surgical skills to entire new heights. She could restore or destroy the body, how about...addition and subtraction? Yes, that seemed a worthy endeavor, Riza mused while looking down at her chest. Rather, that area of the body where a woman's breasts were always presumed to be yet she was found distinctly lacking in. That sort of thing didn't matter to her, not really, but it did garner attraction from some, and distraction from most. All the easier to manipulate them toward her own ends.

She formed hand seals, physically rather than mentally as she did with the Healing and Killing Hands. The number, the order, they didn't matter. Not yet, at least. She just needed her chakra to be in the right place, her hands, and in the right shape. After twisting and molding it to her satisfaction, the young-looking genius instilled in her chakra the intention of growth, of creation. She wanted her body to stretch, to expand, but only where and how she desired. Self-modification. Vanity, or utility? Who could honestly be the judge of that?

With intent, her hands gleamed with a vague sort of purplish pink hue. Always the colorful auras with medical chakra. Wasn't it a touch cliché? Still, she supposed if anything signified she was doing something right that would be it. Cancelling the technique before proceeding, she slipped her coat down around her shoulders, revealing naked flesh but for a fine mesh of iron that protected her body from minor harms. Hand seals would come again, and an aura of that fuchsia hue would reappear, the chakra twisting around her hands as it leapt to her bidding.

She placed her hands upon her bare chest, and willed the chakra to seep through into her epidermis, willed there to be growth and reformation. And so there was. Slowly, her skin swelled and stretched, forming a lazy sort of cone shape, not quite the bust of some women she'd seen around the village, but far larger than her own natural ones. It came with the territory of one's growth being halted at the age of fourteen she supposed, but if she could enlarge her mammaries, perhaps she could lengthen her claves and thighs to become taller? Expand her chest cavity to become broader? It would prove an excellent, almost foolproof disguise.

Though, while shaping the skin was all well and good, manipulating the bone structure would in all likelihood be...extraordinarily painful. This bore consideration. For now, after what seemed like a success, she needed to plan her next move.

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+10; Learned.

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Name: Cosmetic cell reduction
Rank: C
Skill: Medical
Effect: The user uses his chakra to break down cells without hurting the victim.
Special: “Handseals”
Drawback: Has no in battle uses, if used for to long the technique will start to break down muscle cells.
Description: After forming handseals the users hands glow aqua, placing the hands over the area the user wishes to affect his/her chakra will seep into the tissue in and under the skin, causing the chakra to break the cells down, reducing the size of the affected body part. As a reaction the user transports the products from the fat cells, that can't be broken down easily, to the stomach. After the user is done the target of the technique will feel an irresistible urge to throw up, this will cause the undigested fat to leave the stomach in the most ‘favourable’ way. The technique is made in such a way that it will avoid the muscles as much as possible, but when used for to long this technique will start breaking down the muscles.
Limit:Must know killing hands.

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Perhaps...the best way to start, would be to undo that which she had done, yes? Yes. Thusly the hand seals. Always it was with the hand seals and the glowing. The green for healing, the purple for killing, the pink for growing. And perhaps shrinking? No, definitely not for shrinking. The girl whose body was that of a fourteen-year-old was now sporting a bust to rival the most voluptuous of mother figures. Which was awkward and just plain wrong, as it was entirely disproportionate to her figure and height.

Another attempt was called for, preferably with less stupidity this time. The hand seals. What order had they been in for the expansion? Ah, yes, that. So perhaps if performed in reverse, with a desire for reduction, shrinkage, compactness...There it was, a new color. A pale sort of blue. Aqua maybe? Yet when placed upon her voluminous...assets...that strained against her metallic mesh, it did nothing. No change. No larger or smaller than before. Well, no larger was something to be thankful for at least. She doubted if she could even breathe had her chest grown any further. But what might the problem be? That much remained unknown for now, but Riza Morris was a determined one, and such mysteries could not long remain mysterious under her thorough examination.

So, hand seals, intention, new glow. She didn't feel particularly low on chakra, though she'd been using it up almost nonstop. Besides, if rest was the answer she was doomed. Her breasts would smother her in her sleep for sure. Perhaps her lack of fatigue was an indication that...she wasn't using enough? She had been trying to control her chakra a bit more finely, to make it last longer. That being the case, come to think of it, seemed actually fairly...plausible. Yes, that must be it.

So, she would force out more of the precious life-giving energy as she repeated the seal sequence. She would overwhelm her systems if need be, twisting the force into doing as she commanded of it. There could be no quarter. She was a medic. Her body was transient to one of her skills, a shell that could be modified and customized at will. And under that will, the sheer pressure of it, the aqua aura blazed bright. Her chest began to shrink to its normal dimensions. This was excellent.

And then suddenly it wasn't so excellent anymore. She dashed to the bathroom, and disgorged the fatty tissues from her digestive tract where it had somehow gotten to. That...was foul. A side effect of a useful utility, so worthwhile, but foul.

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+10; Learned.

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Name: Hair pigment jutsu
Rank: D, D
Skill: Medical ninjutsu
Effect: The user adjusts the colour of pigment in hair.
Special: “Handseals”
Drawback: Has no in battle uses, new grown hair will have the roots showing.
Description: After the user forms handseals the users hands will glow orange. Placing his hands on the skill the user will send his chakra into all the user's hair, which will instantly turn into the colour the user wishes as his/her chakra alters the pigments in the hair. This only alters the present hair, new grown hair will be the original colour. When first learned the user can create all natural hair colours (Blond, Brunette, Red, etc), when learned a second time the user can create all colours (Purple, Green, etc).
Limit:Must be a medic.

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And now for something a bit different. Riza had recovered from her slight bout of side effects, so it was time to continue experimenting. Sure, science generally frowned upon using one's own body as a test subject, but already she'd learned so much without inflicting any permanent harm. What could a bit more cosmetic tomfoolery hurt? It was almost kind of...fun. So what next? She was already forming hand seals, seemingly at random, just flexing and stretching her chakra. She allowed it to swell, and then retract, almost exercising it. She'd used a significant amount now in a short time. She had to be more exact.

So what did she want to modify? Hair color. That would do quite nicely. Six seals, cast repetitiously, were all she needed for this. Setting up, gathering the appropriate amount of chakra and then shaping it to suit her needs. But not releasing it, not yet. The brunette clung tightly to her precious magical energy, wanting to ensure there were no mistakes to be made. So what color would she turn her golden-brown mane? Green? Pink?

...No, no. Something...tamer, for now. But only for now. More exotic shades would come. Oh yes. So, to start with, how about black? Yes. Black would do. But Medical Ninjutsu operated in terms of intent. How was one supposed to intend a color? It seemed silly. Was she meant to just repeat the word in her mind until something happened? Doubtful. Unless...she thought not about the name for the color, but the color itself! That would be challenging from a scientific perspective, where the mind was constantly calculating.

But from an artistic angle? It made much more sense. The technique was all but performed, the color was all that mattered. Her mind was filled with the black of night, to the point where it overtook her natural sight and all was dark to her eyes. Her hands gleaming the bluish green of myrtle, she placed them upon her browned bob, and released. Without even stopping to examine the results, she did it again. Red dominated her mind. Then the yellow sheen of blonde, and her own natural brown. And at last she settled upon black once more. She wandered back to the bathroom, in search of a mirror.

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+9; 9|10.

sorry

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remember that

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Just to really seal the deal, Riza would observe herself re-performing the technique since the current change was still imperfect, her now-black hair streaked with her normal brown hue. The blue-green glow was quite a thing to look at on its own, but watching her black bob transition to yellow in nearly the space of an eyeblink from where she touched it was mesmerizing. This...bore more in-depth experimentation. Did it have limits?

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+1 to your face

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Rank: D, D
Skill: Medical ninjutsu
Effect: The user adjusts the colour of pigment in hair.
Special: “Handseals”
Drawback: Has no in battle uses, new grown hair will have the roots showing.
Description: After the user forms handseals the users hands will glow orange. Placing his hands on the skill the user will send his chakra into all the user's hair, which will instantly turn into the colour the user wishes as his/her chakra alters the pigments in the hair. This only alters the present hair, new grown hair will be the original colour. When first learned the user can create all natural hair colours (Blond, Brunette, Red, etc), when learned a second time the user can create all colours (Purple, Green, etc).
Limit:Must be a medic.

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Having learned to modify the color of her hair along more natural lines, Riza decided to experiment with it some, test her limitations. And also her vanity. What had gotten into her? Still, the same cyan aura encompassed her hands as before once she performed the necessary handseals. First she tried something simple, shifting her hair into the red spectrum from blonde, but holding back. She tried to bleed the vibrancy out of the color, attempting to result in red's pale cousin, pink. It didn't work very well, instead achieving a vague sort of rust tone. That could be useful, if she were to disguise herself as someone with poor hair hygiene, but most probably not.

After returning her hair to its natural brunette she ended the technique, the aura around her hands fading away, and considered. How to bypass the previously established limitations? It would probably easier if her study of human anatomy had covered exactly how hair color was determined, but it didn't. But she was an artist as well. Perhaps biology didn't matter, so much as the nature of color itself. Color existed as a refraction of pure, or white light after other hues had been absorbed by a surface. This absorption varied from substance to substance, such as grass absorbing white light only to reject the wavelength known as "green". When painting, crushed and hydrated remnants of these substances were used to present these reflected colors in different patterns. So if she were to attempt to readjust the pattern of her hair's dead shell to reject only the hues she wanted it to with the appropriate intensities...

Yes, that might work. Different intensities of certain wavelengths together could appear to the eye as a different color entirely. So in order to appear to have pink hair, she needed to reject red and...if she recalled correctly blue, with a much higher absorption rate for blue so as to make red the primary color, as pink was a shade vaguely between true red and the purplish-red magenta. Recasting the handseals, her hands were once again encased in cyan. Time to put her theory to the test.

Focusing on all of her knowledge of art and biology, as well as her intended result and how she meant to get there, she allowed the chakra to seep into her mane, coating each strand in a layer that would gradually change its actual, physical composition. Her eyes were tightly shit with concentration, but when she felt the process complete, she ended the technique yet again and opened her eyes to gaze once more into the looking glass. It was...a success. Sort of. Her hair was definitely pink, but it was so...bright. It almost hurt to look at, and definitely clashed with her outfit.

Clashing with her outfit? Oh god, what was this vanity encroaching on her? She didn't have time for fluffy feminine things like coordinated clothes when there were breakthroughs to be made. Hell. Why not mess around with it some more though? Ah...maybe later. She'd used a great deal of chakra over the last couple hours, and was beginning to feel the effects. She'd need a snack and a nap to refresh herself. But first...no more pink! A cyan flash, and Riza was once more a brunette.

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+10; Learned.