To the fields [T]
Dec 18, 2010 21:51:09 GMT -7
Post by Jimarai Kotetsu on Dec 18, 2010 21:51:09 GMT -7
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Over dinner Stozar would instruct Jimarai on how best to utilise the technique in combat and the method in how to perform it correctly. Inuyibi would look happily at the two talking again and eating with a content look on her face.
Exiting the dining room quickly the pair would avoid doing the dishes on the premise of “training”. Frowning and liking it better when they weren’t getting along, Inuyibi would passive aggressively start to clean up.
Taking on his father’s advice he would break up the technique a bit, first working on getting the image right before the temporary paralysis. Handseals on nimble hands in the cold air of the night would flash quickly before two sets of eyes, a build up and release of chakra would occur and an interaction on the cellular level of the optic centre of a brain would then turn into a hallucination.
Following through in his own mind, Jimarai would imagine the stretching sensation of his vision, the land underneath his feet shooting out from him like a thrown kunai. The same would now be true of Stozar, as the sight of his son would stretch out before him, though arcing inwardly like previously. The vision would then start to correct itself, with no arcing, just the stretching before him, like the jutsu intended. The chemical reactions occurring his his fathers brain, manipulated by his chakra was starting to become familiar to him now as Jim would continue to mold his chakra so that it may do his bidding.
“OK, you got it down ... now you just need to addd some paralysis and we should be able to go in and light the fire.”
Jimarai would ask mockingly of his father, through his concentration of maintaining the jutsu.
A smile would escape Stozar’s lips and they would both get back to work; Jimarai manipulating Stozar’s brain and Stozar occassionaly taking a step forward and backwards to try and see if he was paralysed yet.
A chakra pool would remain at the front of his brain where his optical lobes were, and more would ebb slowly out exploring. A pulse emenating from the optical lobe would then render the man unable to physically move, trapped within the illusion. However, this was not a subtle movement and his father would detect it. Had this been a combat situation, such a move would have alerted the enemy to the fact that they were trapped within an enemies genjtusu.
Releasing the technique and giving his father some head space so as not to cause damage, he would walk about the medium sized yard, getting a quick breather and rehashing what he had done.
Jimarai would flick the handseals to life, firing up the last of his chakra reserves for the day before turning in and send them at his father, having molded it appropriately. The chakra would mingle within his brain, creating an unnatural distance before Stozar. Almost instantly Jimarai would feed more chakra to the area, to spread out across and through his brain, slowly inhibiting relevant chemical functions like sight and motor function.
Taking a few steps forward would prove detrimental to the older man as the distance would increase. Running at his son, he would move further away at a speed faster than he was running. Stopping, Jimarai would release the jutsu and Stozar would find himself standing where he was, the transition between reality and illusion subtly uncanny.
Over dinner Stozar would instruct Jimarai on how best to utilise the technique in combat and the method in how to perform it correctly. Inuyibi would look happily at the two talking again and eating with a content look on her face.
Exiting the dining room quickly the pair would avoid doing the dishes on the premise of “training”. Frowning and liking it better when they weren’t getting along, Inuyibi would passive aggressively start to clean up.
Taking on his father’s advice he would break up the technique a bit, first working on getting the image right before the temporary paralysis. Handseals on nimble hands in the cold air of the night would flash quickly before two sets of eyes, a build up and release of chakra would occur and an interaction on the cellular level of the optic centre of a brain would then turn into a hallucination.
Following through in his own mind, Jimarai would imagine the stretching sensation of his vision, the land underneath his feet shooting out from him like a thrown kunai. The same would now be true of Stozar, as the sight of his son would stretch out before him, though arcing inwardly like previously. The vision would then start to correct itself, with no arcing, just the stretching before him, like the jutsu intended. The chemical reactions occurring his his fathers brain, manipulated by his chakra was starting to become familiar to him now as Jim would continue to mold his chakra so that it may do his bidding.
“OK, you got it down ... now you just need to addd some paralysis and we should be able to go in and light the fire.”
“Eager to rest your bones old man?”
Jimarai would ask mockingly of his father, through his concentration of maintaining the jutsu.
A smile would escape Stozar’s lips and they would both get back to work; Jimarai manipulating Stozar’s brain and Stozar occassionaly taking a step forward and backwards to try and see if he was paralysed yet.
A chakra pool would remain at the front of his brain where his optical lobes were, and more would ebb slowly out exploring. A pulse emenating from the optical lobe would then render the man unable to physically move, trapped within the illusion. However, this was not a subtle movement and his father would detect it. Had this been a combat situation, such a move would have alerted the enemy to the fact that they were trapped within an enemies genjtusu.
Releasing the technique and giving his father some head space so as not to cause damage, he would walk about the medium sized yard, getting a quick breather and rehashing what he had done.
So the illusion aspect is done and perfected, its just the movement part ... rightio, so instead of a pulse from the optics centre across the surface of the brain, a more slow movement and inhabition ... hm....
Jimarai would flick the handseals to life, firing up the last of his chakra reserves for the day before turning in and send them at his father, having molded it appropriately. The chakra would mingle within his brain, creating an unnatural distance before Stozar. Almost instantly Jimarai would feed more chakra to the area, to spread out across and through his brain, slowly inhibiting relevant chemical functions like sight and motor function.
Taking a few steps forward would prove detrimental to the older man as the distance would increase. Running at his son, he would move further away at a speed faster than he was running. Stopping, Jimarai would release the jutsu and Stozar would find himself standing where he was, the transition between reality and illusion subtly uncanny.