Haunted Training (Private)

[Chizuru]

Kirigakure no Jutsu (Hidden Mist Skill)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A Skill where a user uses the water around them to create a massive mist to fill around the user.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: A skill which creates a very dense fog that descreases the surrounding visibility to near zero. It produces an environment perfect for a silent assassin who follows an opponent through sound. This mist can not be blown away by any type of Wind Jutsu.
Limit: Water Release
0|10

Ah, it was about time that I properly went about working on my abilities once again, particularly those that were among the suiton release. I had once heard that those who wet capable of mastering the release were capable of drawing water from the very air itself to remove the reliance upon having a source of water nearby in order to utilize the release. Since I, however, had no such mastery of the power I had found myself at a lake within the country of Sound and for my next ability I was going to make a concealing mist. The concept itself was simple enough, but the execution would be much more difficult to pull off.

In order to keep myself from expending too much energy to create such a concealing mist I would have to limit the range to roughly twenty meters most likely. I took a seat by the waterside and closed my eyes for a moment before speaking aloud, "Lasciel, I would like to confer with you for a moment." When my eyes opened the image of a lovely woman with blonde hair was before me, her proportions very similar to my own. 'What may I do for you, my Host?' With a click of my tongue I would go on, "You know full well I seek your opinion on creating a dense mist like this." 'Then allow me to say that the best option before you is to take a portion of water into your control and disperse it as far and thinly as your power is able, with my aid such a thing would be-'

With a force of effort a ball gag appeared fastened to the image of the woman before me and I got to work, focusing my chakra. One thing that most people did not realize was that manipulating chakra without hand seals was simple, if incredibly time consuming. With the force of my own will the power gathered slowly inside of me and a weave of energy began to pour into the lake's waters. Slowly a trickle began to pull from the surface against gravity itself and form into a ball, slowly increasing in size. The trickle became a stream and then the ball grew and stopped at about ten feet in diameter, now was time for the real work to begin.

With the power I had infusing the sphere I began to pick it apart, bit by bit so the concentrated ten foot sphere of water shifted the a fifteen foot sphere of individual drops of water. They were still fairly tightly packed but using the power I had over the water I began to slowly move those drops away from all the others and, in thought of the time this would all take, began to separate those drops into even smaller droplets. Alas, that turned out to be a terrible idea at this point in time and without the aid of hand seals as well and those drops all rained back down into the the surface of the lake itself. So far the only thing I managed to accomplish an understanding of a simple way to make use of the technique and realized I needed those seals to do what I wanted to do all the steps in a timely manner.

I shan't bore you with the excruciating details, but needless to say that it took around an hour and a half to get back to the point where I had a fifteen foot sphere of water drops. Once again I began to separate them to spread the water over a greater area, centered around me of course. I was not paying any particular attention to the exact range I was covering yet, once I got the mist itself down then I could worry about the range. With the drops in place I began to separate each and every one of them into smaller and smaller droplets of water, it was a very time consuming process and took ever ounce of my concentration to make work without another rain shower. Finally, I had a mist formed and yet it was quite lacking in density, the next step would be in drawing it in until I had a far denser mist.

Using both power and the power of my will itself, the light mist began to pull closer to me and darken the surroundings until it was becoming difficult to see. With the mist finally dense enough to fit my standards of concealing I made it sit in place and got to my feet, luckily it did not take up too much energy or concentration to keep the mist inert. As I moved through the concealing fog of war I counted out my steps, measuring my stride as best I could and estimating how far from the center to the edge was. By my math I covered about six meters, yet I knew Lasciel was also keeping track and I up gagged the image that had been standing before me, clear even in the mist, expectantly. With a slight sight it spoke, 'I wish you would call, me up for something more interesting than this. It was five meters from the center to the edge.'

[Yoshi [Lynx!]]

+10 - Very clean training post, not a lot of fluff. I've never been a fan of first person writing, but I cannot fault you for your style.

Learned.

[Chizuru]

Suiton - Kokuun no Jutsu (Black Clouds)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A technique in which a user creates a form of black clouds that may be used in conjunction with a Fire type of technique do to the flamible components.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: : This is a water based technique. After forming the necessary hand seals, a black mist will emit from the user’s body and rise into the sky. Black clouds will form, releasing a flammable rain of oil onto the targets. The oil is easily flammable and can cause Katon techniques to backfire, hurting the Katon user with the technique instead. Affects Katon attacks used after this technique is used and lasts for two turns or until a Katon technique is used that burns the oil.
Limit: Water Release
0|10

I judged that my work with the concealing mist technique was sufficient to make use of in combat if I made use of the proper hand seals for the technique. While running through a series of techniques in my mind I could feel one asserting itself ahead of the others. I knew it was not my own recollection that brought the idea forth and glared at the image of the woman that was right there. Lasciel's chosen form smiled innocently at me, but we both knew that the ability originated from her, yet I was not opposed to this one. It had a few similar properties to the mist I had just dispelled and was far more interesting to make use of and learn to do.

"Very well, we shall have it your way and perform the duties of a saint and prophet and turn water into a flammable substance." The difficulty with this was that manipulating and controlling an element was one thing, changing it on such a level as to turn something from an inflammable substance into a highly flammable one was another story altogether. I had personally not considered that such a thing was possible and probably still would if it had not been Lasciel suggesting this. I once again took a seat upon the ground, choosing a large flat rock this time, and began to focus my chakra and manipulate it once again.

Again my power was focused through my body and my hand stretched out and the power eased through it and into the water directly in front of me. A trickle of water eased from the surface and formed a sphere merely two inches across and drew it closer to my body. I did not need a large quantity of water this time, instead a small amount suited my desire to change the makeup of the water much better. Focusing on that little orb I probed it with my power to consider its makeup and how to manipulate that. Allowing the probe to delve I could see that the liquid was made up of various bonds and if I could alter those then perhaps I could turn water into oil. With a smile spreading upon my lips I could feel it mirrored in my Y'La as I set about trying to alter such bonds with my energy.

It was a truly difficult task as I was working against the very forces of nature to change and bend them to my will, not a very easy task I must say. These bonds were both delicate and strong at the very same time, but I began to separate them and shift them into something new, yet with little to no knowledge of what I was doing I could only rely on visual results. The knowledge provided by Lash told me the change to black was a visual indication of the change. As I could feel my power being directed through the water after a time I saw the change take place as it went from a clear blue to a jet black. This was only a visual thing as far as I could tell and without releasing my hold on the power I had to test it.

Pulling out a pack of waterproofed match that I had swiped from a bar a few nights ago, I struck one to life and set the flame to the ball. Alas, while I had managed to make changes so this was no longer a ball of water, it was still stubbornly lacking in the flammability department. With a slight sigh I released the sphere and let it fall upon the rock and the sudden realization that with the ball as close as it was I would have brought myself harm if it had gone up in flame. It was such a foolish mistake to allow something like that to have a possibility of happening. At the same instant a thought struck, perhaps it wasn't the water itself I had to change, but instead my chakra itself flammable while inside the water and doing so would cause the water to burn up without extinguishing the flame.

With this new idea in mind I began to work once again, drawing up another tiny sphere of water, keeping this one just barely within arm's reach. With the ball in position I began to alter the suiton base chakra the was infusing it, trying to change it so that the power itself could shift and burn while within the water. This was a much simpler notion considering that chakra itself was an energy of creation and destruction and changing it was simpler than the water itself by an incredibly high degree. All at once I could see the water shift from its standard translucent blue to a deep black. Taking another match from the small box I struck the flame to life and held it to the oily looking sphere with a breath held in anticipation.

[|Ayame Unbound|]

+10

[Chizuru]

Oboro Bunshin no Jutsu (Mist Clone Skill)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Allows a user to create clones out of Mist.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ----
Description: A technique which creates clones with the properties of mist. Although the clones are unable to inflict damage on an opponent, any physical attacks attempted on them pass right through. Depending on the user's class level is dependent on how well and how much the user is capable of performing at one given time. If the user is "D" Class they are capable of performing four Clones at once. If the user is "C" Class they are capable of performing eight clones at once. If the user is "B" Class they are capable of performing sixteen clones at once. If the user is "A" Class they are capable of performing thirty two clones at once. If the user is "S" Class they are capable of performing sixty four clones at once. If the user is to be considered a non NinJutsu specialist the number is reduced by two for every class level that the user becomes, and if the user is a NinJutsu Master the number increases by two for every class level they become.
Limit: Water Release
0|10

With the burning orb and the technique to make water into a flammable substance down I thought through to see what I should take care of next. While thinking, I spoke to the spiritual parasite that was part of my body, "Lasciel, I could feel your smile when I was considering how to make the water more like oil. At first I thought it as a sign I was on the right track, so why?" I could feel the venomous affection in her voice as it spoke, 'Because, child, rather than thinking of manipulating your pale imitation of the power of creation, your first thought was to manipulate and pervert the true power of creation. I was quite proud of you, actually.' That brought a shiver down my spine, perhaps I had allowed more of her influence to affect me than I initially thought.

My mind had not stopped working, however, and it had settled on something within the theme of my current training to make use of. This time I was going to manipulate mist once again, but instead of keeping it in a mist form, I would shape it into a form imitating myself. While this clone of mist was too insubstantial to harm anyone or anything, I could still use it as a distraction and confusion tactic. As with all the techniques before this, I called up the power of water manipulation within and used it to draw a sphere of liquid from the lake's surface. This time was different though, I knew how much water it took to form a clone of myself from was and drew up half that amount for this sphere.

With the water amount I deemed necessary to form a single clone of mist I began to pull the water apart as I had before in order to create a very condensed mist. The mist was looser than I would have liked, but this was still the initial stages of the learning process so I would simply have to cope with it. Staring at the isolated patch of dense fog I began to bring it closer together, dropping off water as I took notice of it becoming too condensed and forming together. I considered forming a chakra membrane around it, but that would destroy their ability to be unaffected by attacks. So instead I brought the mist together with some difficulty and began to give it a vaguely human shape, though the details would come later it was taking on a form of quite genderless humanity.

Satisfied with the human form, I began to give it further shapes and details, starting with a height to mimic my own. For this part I stood and lowered the mist to my level, shift the levels of mist, condensing here and shedding moisture there until our heights were roughly on par. Next up I began to snap it, I knew my own proportions well enough so I began with the bust, pulling the chest out and shaping it until it was similar to my own. With a slight frown I walked over to the mist, my steps light even as I moved onto the ever shifting surface of the water. Pausing in front of the unfinished clone I began to run my hands tenderly, almost lovingly, over the mist bosom.

No, something was just not right while shaping these works of art from afar and my hands coursed with power as I began to use them to step my body from the mist. With a light touch I began to smooth away imperfections and add in the necessary lines and shapes of my body. With the final and, needless to say, most important area located above my knees and below my waist finished I stood back and looked at the colorless mass of mist, the shape passed, but it needed color to it. Most people never thought about how their clones managed to mimic their body without retaining the coloration of the substance, I did too for some things.

Taking another step back I gan to work, making use of the prismatic aspect of water to cause it to reflect colors other than the standard blue most people associated with it. It was quite a bit of work, more than I had initially thought it would be, but it was not long before I managed to get the various colors reflecting the skin tone that was my own, imperfections included. Next my hair came up and it was quite a bit simpler to get the colors reflecting to show up as a pitch black rather than a flesh tone. Finally the soft colors of my most private areas was added in and I was staring at a clone of myself that seemed solid, yet I knew it was made from mist.

[Father 'Suke]

+10 TP; learned

[Chizuru]

Suiton - Kokuun no Jutsu (Black Clouds)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A technique in which a user creates a form of black clouds that may be used in conjunction with a Fire type of technique do to the flamible components.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: : This is a water based technique. After forming the necessary hand seals, a black mist will emit from the user’s body and rise into the sky. Black clouds will form, releasing a flammable rain of oil onto the targets. The oil is easily flammable and can cause Katon techniques to backfire, hurting the Katon user with the technique instead. Affects Katon attacks used after this technique is used and lasts for two turns or until a Katon technique is used that burns the oil.
Limit: Water Release
0|10

I judged that my work with the concealing mist technique was sufficient to make use of in combat if I made use of the proper hand seals for the technique. While running through a series of techniques in my mind I could feel one asserting itself ahead of the others. I knew it was not my own recollection that brought the idea forth and glared at the image of the woman that was right there. Lasciel's chosen form smiled innocently at me, but we both knew that the ability originated from her, yet I was not opposed to this one. It had a few similar properties to the mist I had just dispelled and was far more interesting to make use of and learn to do.

"Very well, we shall have it your way and perform the duties of a saint and prophet and turn water into a flammable substance." The difficulty with this was that manipulating and controlling an element was one thing, changing it on such a level as to turn something from an inflammable substance into a highly flammable one was another story altogether. I had personally not considered that such a thing was possible and probably still would if it had not been Lasciel suggesting this. I once again took a seat upon the ground, choosing a large flat rock this time, and began to focus my chakra and manipulate it once again.

Again my power was focused through my body and my hand stretched out and the power eased through it and into the water directly in front of me. A trickle of water eased from the surface and formed a sphere merely two inches across and drew it closer to my body. I did not need a large quantity of water this time, instead a small amount suited my desire to change the makeup of the water much better. Focusing on that little orb I probed it with my power to consider its makeup and how to manipulate that. Allowing the probe to delve I could see that the liquid was made up of various bonds and if I could alter those then perhaps I could turn water into oil. With a smile spreading upon my lips I could feel it mirrored in my Y'La as I set about trying to alter such bonds with my energy.

It was a truly difficult task as I was working against the very forces of nature to change and bend them to my will, not a very easy task I must say. These bonds were both delicate and strong at the very same time, but I began to separate them and shift them into something new, yet with little to no knowledge of what I was doing I could only rely on visual results. The know leg provided by Lash told me the change to black was a visual indication of the change. As I could feel my power being directed through the water after a time I saw the change take place as it went from a clear blue to a jet black. This was only a visual thing as far as I could tell and without releasing my hold on the power I had to test it.

Pulling out a pack of waterproofed match that I had swiped from a bar a few nights ago, I struck one to life and set the flame to the ball. Alas, while I had managed to make changes so this was no longer a ball of water, it was still stubbornly lacking in the flammability department. With a slight sigh I released the sphere and let it fall upon the rock and the sudden realization that with the ball as close as it was I would have brought myself harm if it had gone up in flame. It was such a foolish mistake to allow something like that to have a possibility of happening. At the same instant a thought struck, perhaps it wasn't the water itself I had to change, but instead my chakra itself flammable while inside the water and doing so would cause the water to burn up without extinguishing the flame.

With this new idea in mind I began to work once again, drawing up another tiny sphere of water, keeping this one just barely within arm's reach. With the ball in position I began to alter the suiton base chakra the was infusing it, trying to change it so that the power itself could shift and burn while within the water. This was a much simpler notion considering that chakra itself was an energy of creation and destruction and changing it was simpler than the water itself by an incredibly high degree. All at once I could see the water shift from its standard translucent blue to a deep black. Taking another match from the small box I struck the flame to life and held it to the oily looking sphere with a breath held in anticipation.

[zarak729]

Learne....
Wait...You already trained this technique. Ayame gave it a plus ten.

[Chizuru]

Seamstress/Tailor
Rank: "D"
Skill: Skill
Effect: The character with this skill can sew, mend and design clothing.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The character with this skill can sew, mend and design clothing, bags, and all other apparel designs. He can also do all kinds of embroidery and ornamental work. Look in the Artisan Index for more information. If user has 25 or more Ranks in Rope Use user gains a Synergy Bonus +10 to Seamstress/Tailor. Each time learned user gets 5 die roll to increase the skill.
Limit: ---
0|10

An inspection of the closest sort was made on my creation of mist, to be certain that such things could be made up to par. With a success on my part of bastardizing the realm of messiahs and prophets it seemed asReleasing the misty copy of myself from control I allowed it to fall and decided to work on my ability to sew. It would be a useful thing, to be capable of mending my own clothing and that damnable Erinyes had showed quite a talent with thread. Perhaps I could learn such skills as well, though it seemed learning to sew would be the first step and so I retrieved a small sewing skit from my belt pouch along with a small swath of fabric.

Using my knife I put a long slice into the fabric, to mend such a simple cut would be a simpler start than trying to sew the fabric to itself and I would never try to mend my own wardrobe without adequate skill. Unfastening the clasp from the sewing kit I popped it open and pulled out a needle along with some simple white thread. Popping one end of the thread in my mouth I swirled my tongue about it to ensure the moisture seeped in and pulled it through tightened lips. With any luck this would make the task of threading the needle itself simple and I attempted to do so.

Alas, threading a needle is not quite as simple as sliding a knife between ribs and the thread glanced off the side. It was a task attempted thrice before I managed to insert the thread into the minuscule hole. Finally I began, pushing the point of the needle through the soft, yielding fabric and penetrating it smoothly not far from the tear I had created myself. The needle and thread were pulled through the hole created quite easily and I made sure there was thread to spare on the other end. I the. Repeated the process with the other side, pulling the thread until both sides of the separated fabric were brought together once again.

Then, like the laces of my boots, I moved a few millimeters up and pushed the need through the other side, I would be doing the sewing in a bit of a crisis crossing motion. Before moving on and finishing my repairs to the cut fabric I doubled back after going a ways to make sure there was a more solid anchor for the thread. With the anchor made, my needle continued its progress once again and stitched its way up until it made it to the end of the cut, where I did some doubling back so this side would not easily unravel either.

I threading the needle and placing it back into its place in the sewing kit, the small pair of scissors were withdrawn and used to cut away excessive thread that hung below. With the sewing done I began to look over my work and check it for flaws, I was still very new to this so there were bound to be a few. I could spot them almost immediately when I began to look, with a lack of conformity to where the needle was pushed into the fabric, there was nothing outrageous but the differences were noticeable. I tugged the fabric as well and luckily the stitching did not unravel, perhaps it was good that I had listened to the advice of that old hag in the shop.

[Solus]

+10 TP. You go to 41 SP! All above average rolls! You lucky you! o.o