Lucky Days Among Shadowed Streets (Open/Training/RP)

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Chakra Scalpel: Advanced
Rank: "B" + "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: An advanced version of Chakra Scalpel that coats the user's hands with Chakra for protection.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Picture An advanced version of Chakra Scalpel that coat's the user's hands with Chakra for protection. Adding to the technique's blade like quality, it also appears to give the user an increased level of durability over their chakra clad hands. A user is able to block Overview weapons with this technique. When first learned the user is able to block attacks that do 60 Armor Points of damage. Each time learned the durability adds an extra 20 points. When the user gains 100 Points they are able to block any weapon no matter the craftsmen. They say this technique is able to cut through flesh and wood wish ease. User may perform Chakra Scalpel: Advanced on each hand. After the user reaches their limit in blocking they must re-perform this technique.
Limit: Must be a Medical Doctor. Must know Chakra Scalpel.

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They came from the empty streets, the shadows that haunted every home. Bree was here to slay them.

Bree's hands shined with a dangerous edge of energy, ever ready to cut. She had expanded her standard scalpel to something far more dangerous. It cloaked her entire hand, more like a destructive flame than any metal tool. She stalked in without fear. No person had been harmed by a shadows, as the street had been evacuated at the first sign of danger. They were lucky.

That's how it went. Bree was led by Lady Listral, and the luck deity had handed in a wonderful day to do good.

Upon seeing the young girl upon their forsaken street, the shadows stretch from their comforts. They ripped themselves from attic alcoves and lightless chambers. Their faces grew horrific spikes for teeth. Together the shadows came down like a wave of wolves upon their prey.

Bree's eyes glowed with a characteristically emerald shine. She thrust forth her bladed hand and ripped into the first wave of shadows. The energy cut the dark creatures as if their hides were worn canvas. A resounding rip coiled throughout the air at the contact.

Bree pulled her first hand back. The wave of shadows came crushing together as they piled against their wounded vanguard. A second hand slashed against the heap of misty black. It was led by the pinky. The smallest finger led the way beside it formed the smallest field of chakra, and thus it was naturally the sharpest. Though Bree's technique had not been refined, the selective use of a smaller appendage was more than enough.

There were muffled screams as the formless creatures backed away from the wide slash. Bree's glowing eyes tracked them, and she immediately pursued.

One shadow stood its ground and faced the Child of Luck. It did not choose a form of fright, but rather shaped itself like an imposing man. This was a shadow who was filling to fight with technique. Its own hands became sharp spearheads to mimic the scalpels of chakra.

Bree willingly clashed against the opposing shadow. The black spear came against the blue knives. A flash of dim light came pouring from the point of contact. Concentrated shadows unraveled and mixed with the chakra that spewed from the young girl's fingers.

The combatants came apart as the force of their blow rippled through their arms.

Bree hurled through the air, then landed on the pavement in the form of a solid stance. It wasn't one for a formal martial art, but it instinctively felt more balanced. She sliced through the surrounding air with her scalpels to let it reshape to a point. Combat dulled them quickly, but raw spiritual energy was easy to mold back into place.

Again, she charged.

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Like a wisp of dust upon foamy waves, Bree's hand swam through the atmosphere they cut. The sharp shards oscillated as they approached the shadowy spears. Upon collision, the first hand met the first black point to pour out an echo of conflicting energy. At the same time, Bree's second hand flew forth and sliced at the wrist of the second black spear.

A wail escaped from the shade as it backed into an alleyway. The wounded arm had gray plasma leaking from the wound, which seemed quite tough to repair.

Bree followed the damaged shadow, but rumble came crumbling down from the rooftops. Other shadows had ripped apart the tiles and threw them in her way. She caught sight of some stray bits of debris heading her way, so she raised her guarded hands and smacked them harmlessly to the side.

A leap later, and Bree found herself upon the walls. She glowing scalpels pierced the surface and allowed her to latch onto place. This was the way she climbed, her every thrust making a new hole within the house. Bree made a mental note to ask for reimbursements to be paid to whoever owned the property.

On the rooftops at last, there were three shadows in waiting. Their elongated claws had nasty hooks at the end. Crowbars for fingers, if there had to be a guess about it. Now those tools to pry apart the roof fell upon Bree.

There were many dangerous points to avoid, but each freakish claw was attached to a hand. Bree simply needed to parry one of the many hooks to force a hand back, and four other nearby hooks would follow. Three shadows waited on top the roof, so there were six hands that had to be knocked back by the chakra scalpels.

Bree carefully repositioned herself as she countered the incoming hooks. She was able to keep one of the shadows in the way of the others, thereby minimizing the offensive blows they could use.

After more than enough dodges, an opening presented itself. There was a moment where all six hooked hands were drawn forward. Each had finished an attack and were hanging forward uselessly. Bree advanced at this moment. Her left hand pierced through the chest of the first shadow creature. Gray plasma drained out when she pulled her hand back out. She separated the remaining two shadows by slicing between them with her right.

As the two other shades moves away from one another, Bree stepped between them. She sent one plummeting to the ground with a kick that bolted out from behind her back. Her arms were then thrust into the shoulders of the last shadow.

Spiritual energy surged through to better sharpen the blow. Bree pulled her hands apart and watched the last rooftop shadow crumble with two gashes in its side.

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