[. To the Chuunins and Beyond.]
Apr 9, 2008 17:51:11 GMT -7
Post by M$ on Apr 9, 2008 17:51:11 GMT -7
[. Training and Traveling in this post.]
It wouldn’t be the most ideal day for traveling, especially for the Uchiha, for the weather had abandoned him this day. If only he had left on time, he maybe would have been able to catch the sun, but now, he was trapped in the rain, doomed to walk through the Thunder Country in the realms of the water, the constant rain drops slamming against his cloak. His hood would be placed over his head, the rest of the cloak covering his body, protecting his delicate skin and clothing from the destruction of the water. A bag had been strapped to his back, one filled with items he would need on his trip.
Not only did the usual travel gear exist within the bag, but the bag also held paper parchments of knowledge, techniques that he planned to learn either on the way, or once he arrived in Bear Country. There hadn’t been many, but still too much for the Uchiha to carry within his two hands. His blade would rest at his side, as it always did, its black sheath sheltered by the cloak. Not many people would think about the significance of the cloak, but it held its uses, especially when the gods decided to let it rain down among those of this world. Before long, the Uchiha would find himself at his destination, a port located on the western edge of the Thunder Country, a port that would carry him into Fang Country.
You See…
He hadn’t planned on walking the whole way, for that would leave him tired and exhausted once he arrived. The port would be busy with life, many people scurrying around, desperately trying to find a place on the boat in which they could part. The Uchiha would listen as the call for any more passengers would be called before the boats left and without hesitation, the Uchiha would walk up the ramp, his headband bright enough to allow itself to be seen. He would find his shelter under a small rooftop over the edge, a perfect place for him to simply look out off of the edge and watch the ocean as the boat swayed.
Although, that hadn’t been the only reason the Uchiha had picked this spot, for he had a certain technique in mind that wouldn’t cause any trouble, for him or the boat. He had already read up upon the details before leaving the cloud village, but the parchment would be pulled from the bag anyways, as if only a means to refresh his memory- at the least. His eyes would dance over the scroll, their simple intricate color flashing across the paper, the knowledge of the technique being drained- vacuumed once more within his brain, as well as new descriptions and instructions that he had seemed to miss before, unexpected, at the least..
Rain would bang and bash against the metallic shelter in which the Uchiha held himself under, but that would distract him little- if any at all. He would begin to follow what the scroll had stated, his chakra being released upon his its fruition, Tenketsu points allowing the chakra to flow without any form of resisting; great chakra control. The chakra would soon find its grounds throughout the Uchiha’s body, the amount being distributed evenly throughout his body, but it would soon take action; for its master had spoken forth. What was a slave to disobey its master?
What made them strong and/or powerful enough to disobey orders? They held no strength; they held no control, although one things slaves did have at all times, pride and dignity, courage and rights. Those four things alone would allow a slave to rise against its master, allow a slave to revolt against its owner, for slaves were never meant to be called slaves, never meant to be servants against their will. Where and whenever, one would rise to end the terrible deeds dealt by human beings, although chakra was not a human being, it held the key to life.
Arriving at the Uchiha’s hands, the chakra would begin to swirl around within a little mini circle; near the center of his palm. The feeling would be great for the Uchiha. It would feel as if a massage was being placed upon his hand, as if one was rubbing his palm with the softest flesh imaginable; as if it wasn’t a human’s hands, as if it was something of a god, or perhaps an angel? The slight feeling of pleasure would soon be short lived however, as the chakra flow would quickly come to a stop, the boat taking an unexpected rock to the side. It would seem as if they had arrived in the Fang country, although the Uchiha hadn’t finished his technique. It hadn’t mattered, for the creation of the vacuum effect had shown proof that he had made progress, even if only a little. The technique only consisted of two parts, chakra control and then chakra manipulation, nothing too difficult for the most basic of Gennin.
[. Training- Chakra Absorbtion Technique- 0/20.]
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