A Certain Finesse [Training] [TP Accumulated: 190]

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Fuuton: Suiran Reppu (Wind Release: Verdant Mountain's Violent Wind)
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A wind technique using winds to lift and control a certain amount of weapons or people using powerful and at some points violent winds after utilizing the wind release. However, this can only be done to a certain extent.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Must be learned multiple times, last handseal must be held for the technique to work. Once the seal is broken the technique will end.
Description: Performing the necessary handseals, the user will affix their wind release chakra and summon a small to large amount of powerful wind around a certain number of objects. At this point they can be suspended and controlled, moved through the air. However, the ability and amount of things possible to be moved varies along the rank learned for the technique. The winds if commanded can be very dangerous at any point in time, however it may only maim or move. When first learned at "D" Rank, the user is capable of having lifting a total of 10lbs. When dealing with weaponry, the weight of each weapon will be added together to result in the max; same with shinobi. When "C" Rank is reached the user is capable of lifting 50lbs. At "B" Rank, 200; At "A" Rank, 500; and finally at "S" Rank, 1000lbs.
Limit: Must have Wind Release

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With a needed break Kenesu wanted to further his knowledge of the wind release. He wanted to get as much versatility out of it as possible before he moved on to master it. Kenesu took his time figuring out what to do with it. Wind can easily knock things over, or even be compressed to make movement harder between tight spaced. It can make vacuums, entry ways, close entry ways, and even lift objects.

Thinking back on that last note. Lifting objects. Kenesu has always wanted to help with the heavy lifting some of the local residents have had to do lately. And yet at his young age he couldn’t possibly pose any help. So with that in mind he had a purpose; a motive to learn how to control wind in a matter of lifting things. As heavy as he can control. That would be his work for the time being.

Kenesu searched the home for his dad’s weights. He didn’t expect this to have to take long so he got all that was necessary.It was a struggle to carry all of the various weight outside to the work bench but, he’d manage just fine. For now he would start with the 10 pound dumbbell. That should prove to help gain an understanding.

He would perform enough handseals equivalent to match a D Rank jutsu before picking up the breeze around him to have some air to use for this move. The wind solely controlled by his hands as he’d have it extend in a straight spray at first and, try to slip underneath the dumbbell.

Although he would only manage to make it wobble as the wind was, really just wind. Nothing special. The idea was to treat the wind like a thin cloth to carry it that way. But, that wasn’t enough. Not the way he envisioned it to work basically.

Kenesu went ahead and, gathered more wind to try some more ideas. He’d give the cloth idea another try but would try to, engulf the dumbbell with the wind the, swirl it. It caused it to move in place more but, easily lifting something like that was not going to be optimal. The dumbbell rattled ad, shook on the workbench more than he’d like as the encircled winds were moving in way too many directions effectively pushing and pulling the dumbbells than simply lifting it.

Kenesu sighed as he would left the wind disperse once more. This must be easy, but he must be missing something. Tornados easily suck in and, carry items of even water inside of them. But they use speed and a disfigured vacuum like wall to do that. He didn’t want to make a tornado to carry things as it's supposed to be a simple technique that can move things around and carry stuff.

But perhaps he can edit the general style of a tornado and, make it simpler, especially in the act of making it safe unless controlled to cause trouble. So using some more gathered winds he’d infuse his chakra to give it some minor malleable mass before, suddenly sparking it into action around the dumbbell with a gesture of his hand. The wind would rise upward in a funnel shape but, swirled around in a controlled manner. The dumbbell would rattle for a moment before the wind made a simple updraft below it effectively making it rise off the workbench a foot in the air from that point.

[Nekomata Minh]

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Eccentric Specialist 
Rank: "C" Always 20 Training Points
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: User is focused in an unusual area of study for a member of the user's profession.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Choose any 2 Skills. These skills the user may gain an extra +1 per die roll when learning the skill and the user gains a +5 insight bonus on all checks with these skills. The user can learn this technique multiple times. Its effects do not stack. Each time the user selects this technique it applies to a new set of skills.
Limit: Must learn from Universal Miscellaneous.

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When, Kenesu was younger his mother always wanted him to be a musical prodigy, and his father wanted him to be a strong independent young man that could make the most of himself no matter what. There was a gift that he posses when it comes to deliberately taking in the fact he different views about life itself. His entire family and, anyone who enjoyed his company, to the point of really paying attention to him, could see this. So he spent some time at home as a kid, learning the basics of vocals. Then at home he spent time, learning the basics. There were a lot of skills that he learned at a very young age. None, of it was easy of course.

For the long run, he remembered that something he, really had to focus on was singing. He always hated singing really. Beat boxing was his thing for the most part. Or in general working with sounds. However his mother always sung around the house. His ears had come accustomed to it eventually and, it was common to hear him humming around the house as he did his thing. He was real young then, his mom dealt with stuff like this. It wasn't always sound growing up.

Yet, he could remember. She loved to sing. That is what mattered. She loved to sing and, she learned how from her grandmother, but really worked on it on her own. She even made a song or two. There was a lot of artistic traits her mother had in her DNA it was how her side of the family worked. Kenesu as a whole learned a lot from her when he saw how much she liked to sing. So for that most part, he was astounded. Astounded to look at it in a different light...

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Now the story, goes monkey see, monkey do. Kenesu, used to really look up to people back in the day. Watching all the new fancy moves, and shows go down. He was a nut for artistic expression. You couldn't bring the kid down. At the academy he was very finicky, when it came to sitting still. Of course that much was a problem, as well as drawing in class, talking to people, cracking jokes and so on. However he was also a decent joy to have around. Not everyone was made to like him of course, but that goes to show he could handle not being liked. An obnoxious person that doesn't know the difference between friends, and fakes isn't good.

Kenesu, had to learn the hard way growing up. He was a sensitive kid, not many people really understood why he was so much of a nerd. He was only expressing himself the best way he could, trying to be entertaining and, please everyone he could. However others only found that annoying, or otherwise lame. Useless. He was just some wannabe famous black kid with a dream that anyone could go after so what? Well it was true. That was what hurt. He had to cope with that in his life. However in the mix of all of that, Kenesu began learning to cope with himself most of all.

Kenesu learned to like what he knew. To take it then shine above all else. His friends and family helped that skill grow, of gaining self worth acknowledging the faults the, moving on to better heights. He was a growing person. A landmark of faith. He was a year doing things that some teenagers or even older which they were into when they were a kid which was a cool thing to say the least. Of course that was water under the bridge. He was just a kid. However from the get go, he always had those certain artistic skills to pull him ahead without worry. Kind of something different then the usual whack job with crazy abilities, although Kenesu in that setting is no different.

[Nekomata Minh]

+20/learned

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Finishing the B Rank from this thread

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Ninpou: Choju Giga
Rank: “C”, “B” "+B", “A” Ranks
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Allows the user to bring to life and control a set amount of drawings or paintings.
Special: “Hand Seals”
Drawback: The objects are made out of ink, and thus very weak. Most “D” rank attacks have the ability to completely destroy the ink creations, no matter of their own size.
Description: The user will rapidly draw several objects, usually animals, on a scroll. Then, performing the right handseals, the user will bring those objects to life and use them for offensive purposes. The monsters, made of ink, also share any special properties that the ink has.
“C” Rank- Allows for a maximum of ten small creatures at once or five medium sized creatures. This ability may be re-trained in order to increase the number of small creatures by two and the number of medium creatures by one each time this is learned. After the initial time learning this technique and four additional trainings, the user is required to perform “B” ranked training to learn more.
“B” Rank- Allows for a maximum of twenty small creatures at once or ten medium sized creatures at once, or one large sized creature at once. This ability may be retrained in order to increase the number of small creatures created at once by three, medium creatures by two, and large creatures by one. After the initial learning of the “B” Rank, it must be re-learned a total of four times before the “A” rank may be learned.
“A” Rank- Allows for a maximum of thirty five small creatures at once, or twenty medium sized creatures, or five large sized creatures at once, or one gargantuan sized creature. May be re-trained any number of times to increase the number of small creatures by five, medium creatures by three, large creatures by two, and gargantuan creatures by one.

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Too the complete weirdness that it was, Kenesu found himself on a transit back home thanks to his ink dragon that he should have out back up once it was made. The darn thing nabbed him right when he was in the middle of something important. Not so much to him, as it was to others. He was pitching in where it was due, but never mind that. He had an Ink dragon to discipline now. Kind of a turn out that deserved a bit of a chuckle, but it was still irritating. His jolly mood, anointed by the non-beneficial outcome of it all. By the time he landed back at his home, he had an impulse to do something to forget about it all.

So now that he was here, perhaps he should take the chance to make sure he has advanced in his Li style techniques. The idea was to confirm he was going to excel in further learning of his clan's abilities so in order to test himself Kenesu made it a goal to learn the full potential of the animal creating technique. He had gotten a good grip of it during that battle he had with the undead while that woman "assisted" him. And by assisted he means she totally toyed with him the whole time, but never mind all of that. This was his time now. He was over on the top of the steep hill with the meditation quarters at the top. He sat inside one of its various buildings with his materials out in front of him. His mind trying to craft a good piece to replace the dragon that dissolved into the ground after bringing him home.

Kenesu, by instinct dipped his brush into the ink vial. Its swirled tip now coated completely in darkness. He was steady in breaths. Looking at the empty page before him with calculating eyes. He observed what he needed to focus on in order to make sure he wouldn't run out of room. That much was a given argument of ideas. So with that said, Kenesu would gently let the brush's beginnings touch the paper, and lightly guided it across the page. His wrist bending and twisting to make the dip of a horse's back before scaling at a very sudden inclined slope to begin the neck. Although it is essential to be able to do this fast, Kenesu wanted to train his mind to be able to present details while continuously moving at the same time. His brain needed to run as fast as his hands did. So in order to do so he'd need to test his observation at some point. For now he would focus on this...

Kenesu's brush made each line as smoothly, and boldly as possible. Kenesu purpose let the ink draw out to make a gradient look on the lining to add further effect to his artwork. In that mark up of the first few lines he'd dip his brush again, and tilt his head as he began making the head and face of the creature. This horse even in blueprint form needed to be majestic and fierce. Nothing should stop that idea. So he pressed on. Going as far as to make the mane of the beast, before moving on to dip the brush again. He needed bold lines in order to capture the strength of this animal as he painted it. The black lines thick, and heavily embed to provide an intense visual.

A growing pattern was now being applied to help craft this piece. Strength then soothing softness to entitle this painting to be as beautiful as possible. Kenesu only moved fast once the outlines were made. The mane and tail well depicted to be loose, but flowing on such a thing, It wouldn't be long before details and colorization was next. Afterwards Kenesu placed his brush on the scroll in a horizontal position. Focusing his chakra on the painting, energizing it with life. The horse painting would warp out of the page within the start of its summoning. Quickly filling up some space within the room before neighing out triumphantly. This dark horse making an impression for the most part. Kenesu was pleased to see his work come to life every time. It is a small guilty pleasure sure enough. A soft crack of a smirk appearing as he eyed his creation stare back at him with the same intensity and detail it was painted with in the first place.

[Nekomata Minh]

+10/learned

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Fuuton: Suiran Reppu (Wind Release: Verdant Mountain's Violent Wind)
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A wind technique using winds to lift and control a certain amount of weapons or people using powerful and at some points violent winds after utilizing the wind release. However, this can only be done to a certain extent.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Must be learned multiple times, last handseal must be held for the technique to work. Once the seal is broken the technique will end.
Description: Performing the necessary handseals, the user will affix their wind release chakra and summon a small to large amount of powerful wind around a certain number of objects. At this point they can be suspended and controlled, moved through the air. However, the ability and amount of things possible to be moved varies along the rank learned for the technique. The winds if commanded can be very dangerous at any point in time, however it may only maim or move. When first learned at "D" Rank, the user is capable of having lifting a total of 10lbs. When dealing with weaponry, the weight of each weapon will be added together to result in the max; same with shinobi. When "C" Rank is reached the user is capable of lifting 50lbs. At "B" Rank, 200; At "A" Rank, 500; and finally at "S" Rank, 1000lbs.
Limit: Must have Wind Release

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Back to the drawing board of memory lane. Kenesu always had his moments as a child. Living in the present was a time of adventure. He has seen a few things so far during his time of living the current year. He never actually thought he'd see the day another kage would step in. This place by all means was a timid and untraceable one. The Grass Village is never really talked about in these eras. Right now it was bustling in military potential though. But back then. Who knows. Kenesu wasn't much on history really. For music sure. The calm music scene is what drove him to like it here. Yet now that he looks back on his child years? He slowly starts to remember how it was to grow. How odd, it was to want something that he never realized was so useless until now...

The memories took him back to when he was way younger once again. He was beginning to think, that maybe all of his greatest memories were back during that time. Kind of a depressing thought. Maybe he should be more random when he gets out of this? Something. Not sure what it could be yet. The memories were only now, clearing up after all. He remembers though. He can remember a bit of it. His younger self stressing about the old Fuuton jutsus he used to be fond over. Back then he was learning anything he could get his hands on.

His father paid attention to it at least. His determination to learn was greater than his, when he was a kid so he sort of had to guide him when he went out to train. Kept him from getting hurt...less. The current challenge dealt with a skill that required to use wind to lift objects. He learned this one before. It was right after that he planned to move on to the C Rank version.

Then hopefully the B Rank version soon after. Kenesu was given a set of instruction to do all of it though. He remembers all of the weirdly strict objectives he had to do in order to be called a true pro at something when it came to his father's opinion. Always some weird objective to complete. Something of the sort to get his mind going. What as his challenge for this one again? Its been so long, it could be understandable how it might slip his mind.

Oh right. He had to lift a total of 50lbs worth of weight, as well as move it around in a different ways. How did he go about that again? Well for starters, he spent about thirty minutes of meditation to prepare himself. The winds. These winds were annoying honestly. Making unnecessary whohoo noised all in his ears. What is that all about? The boy been trying to concentrate, and it was hella windy. He remembers this now. He never enjoyed cold winds blowing all around him, and into his clothes when he was trying to relax.

Meditation is no different in that case. His mind. Trying to keep him calm. He frowned, and grumbled every now and then, when the wind kept blowing tiny bits of sand sized rocks on his face. That mess hurts. He was going to give up, back then so he could try the next day when it was less of a hassle. However he promised himself not to let petty issues bother him. Welp, he broke that promise clean in half, but at least he held onto his idea of training.

His brain kept a vivid picture of what he imagined should be the correct formation of winds to lift something. Well...lift it effectively at least. Winds, can lift a lot of objects, but it takes the correct winds to do it in a manner that is beneficial. Kenesu, held his chakra out in a spiritual out reach to touch the surrounding environment with his mind's eyes. The winds beckoned for his call, but he was stubborn on giving it. He waited. For the right moment. The right occurrence to go for broke. Sure he looked weird, but honestly that never stops him from doing what he does in life. Quite the opposite actually.

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His chakra kept still for the moment. He had to channel it correctly or else this is not going to work at all. His eyes remained normal, as he didn't exactly feel he needed the doujutsu for this. Instead he focused on pure feeling instead with this jutsu. Now is the time to make progress... Kenesu sighed calmly before he started extending his chakra in a controlled manner. His father fixed on him as he felt his molding commence. His chakra acted like a net, that caught the passing air to be used as a guide. Turning a simple invisible source into a manifestation of energy as his chakra gave it a flowing outline. The winds bending itself into a vivid current of wind energy. Its mass is nonexistent, but soon it will be embraced to weight and gravity. A test of efficiency is the best way to explain it.

Kenesu didn't need to spend forever on this one task. His chakra began to merge with the winds it captured as he molded it. His energy signature alone radiated with strength. Doing this left him visibly emitting effort before his father. The calculated man, only sitting back, stocked up as if he was a statue. A stone figure trained completely on Kenesu as he worked. Pressure at this point is at a high frequency, but Kenesu could keep himself calm. He eyed the weights before him. Concentrating. He felt as if the winds were relatively in the right place. Where they formed correctly though? It is all up to him to decide on this theory. His chakra prepared to do the dirty work.

He hummed lowly as he crafted a bowl like vortex in his mind. Applying that to the winds gathered in front of him didn't prove too difficult seeing that he has done this before. The winds whistled lowly as the chakra commanded it to do as Kenesu depicted. He could sense its crafted forms becoming more round, and centered on a center point. This so far provided a good start to this technique. With a focused glance Kenesu decided to make the winds rise slowly. The weights nudged, but refused to ascend. This as it was isn't what he needed. Not close. The clue of movement, was even faulty on helping him. Kenesu remained determined though. He had to compensate for the weight right? If this is heavier. He needs to lift now only on the right area. But he needed to lift with the right amount of strength. His mind raced, with ideas. Add more chakra right? That seems about it.

[Shallistera]

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Adding more chakra is a means that Kenesu will judge to direct him to have to add in more control. To bind both ideals together as a bridge to the final missing piece. Lock in the foundation, by giving it legs to stand on. Otherwise his plan can fall without a second thought. His intellect fathoms the probability of success if he cares out his next move precisely. Winds are delicate to control. Natural to some as it becomes as mindless and routine as breathing. Kenesu himself growing to exhilarate himself in his powers. To grow in excitement, in order to push himself to enjoy his work. To push the better outcome.

It is with this, that he gathered his energy already established within the curling winds. Empowering them to give leeway to the secrets of this technique. To become a source of carriage designed. Destined by his imagination. Kenesu kept his focus as he watched the draft current of the cycling vortex he made. Its core flowing well because of his chakra, and natural rotation of wind. Feeding on its own momentum. With that momentum he focused on directing his chakra to guide the winds to spin and break its inner center. Make a vacuum to suck in excess air pushing upward, and out. To keep the object he was manipulating from getting physically altered by the rapidly spinning winds.

His eyes tensed, as he watched this change. Using his extended open palm to widespread his chakra energy and guide the winds. Maintaining its current form, while making it do what he wanted in order to prove he grasped the technique. Moving the items placed before him as he was destined to do in order to complete his task. The weight of the items balanced out by the air pressure made within the vacuum. All to compress the outer vortex in a way where it would only be a bed for the objects. It was then that he felt he understood. His eyes seeing his work clearly. His father only smirking at the fact as he watched this. His son moving the items to the point that he needed to prove he could control the technique well, and long enough. 

[Nekomata Minh]

+10/Learned