At a clearing in the middle of nowhere..::T;P::..

[Kira Chernova]

[bg=black] Koorisuberi (Ice Sliding) Rank: “D” Skill: Kekkei Genkai - Ninjutsu, Supplementary Effect: Allows the user to move around on the ground or water as if they were skating on ice. Cuts travel time by half. Special: “Hand Seals” – Serpent, Dragon, Tiger Drawback: It is easy to track down anyone who uses this technique anywhere besides an ice terrain. Description: By manipulating water molecules and chakra underneath their feet, the user slides across the ground or water as if they were skating on ice allowing them to travel much faster then the average shinobi’s running speed with less strain on their muscles. With each step, the area stepped on is covered with some frost. Limit: Kaishin Bloodlimit. Requires “Water Creation” and “Ice Creation”. (0/10) Kira glanced out of the thick glass window in her private little shack, looking out over the seemingly endless blank expanse of white. The well cared for little home's placement had been planned well, the large window facing the icy field just to the east, allowing light and heat of the morning sun to shine through and provide most of the light she needed throughout the day. She shifted in her seat, a roughly hewn stool cut from one of the trees felled for firewood several years back. Despite it's haggard appearance, it was well crafted, and held stable as she tore her gaze from the blinding scene before her and to her dimly lit home. It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the difference in light, one arm clutching the carved wooden windowsill beside her in her disorientation. When the after-image of the winter scene faded, she bent over to pick up one of her mother's scroll chests, this one having been set at her feet, the rest remaining in the larger chest at the foot of what had once been her mother's bed. The top was embossed with the symbol of her clan, her birthright; the recessed design painted in blue and teal lacquer, and sealed with a clear resin that made the wood of the entire box shine. She frowned, before flicking her thumb across the bronze latch, popping the lid open. There, at the top, was the first scroll she intended to teach herself- having long since organised each of the scrolls describing capabilities that, as a kaishin, were hers to learn and master. Koorisuberi. Mutely, she lifted the scroll from the light wooden box, pulling at the top of it to examine the text labeling the jutsu she was to practice. A confirming nod given as she stated in an accent heavily tinted by the foreign language she and her mother had oft spoken to each other in. "Ve vill make better time to ze village vis zis. Ve vill vork on combat, do not vorry." Speaking to the empty shack, she snapped the lid of the chest closed, flicking her thumb along the thin bronze hook and causing it to spin about it's axis, before securely sliding over the protruding metal loop that completed the basic latch. She stood, turning to set the small chest down on the seat she had been using with a dull 'thump'. A lifetime living in the same small building had given her almost a preternatural sense of the building, and even as she spun and walked through the few small rooms of the structure, her pale blue eyes were fixated upon the writing of the scroll. It was simple enough, in theory. She was already well-versed in the creation of water, ice and snow- directing her chakra to the soles of her feet for a similar task shouldn't take much other than a bit of practice. Taking one last look at the three hand-seals required to preform the jutsu, she set the scroll upon an end-table by her front door and ventured outside. "Just three seals. Simple enough." Her silver-painted lips upturned in a slight smirk favoring the right side, faint enough that the line of laughter couldn't even hint upon her face. She took a deep breath, glancing about the open area furtively- situational awareness, in discretion. She stopped ten paces from her home, and brought her hands up mid-chest, keeping her elbows close to her sides as she formed the first of the hand-seal. Serpent, Dragon, Tiger; she closed her eyes as she formed the seals in succession, giving only slight pause between each sequence. Without truly directing the chakra through her body, she dedicated several moments to simply going over the required seals with the name of the technique and it's purpose in mind. After a few minutes, she began to whisper under her breath, the name of the technique she was aiming to learn, "Koorisuberi... Koo-ri-suberi... Koo-ri-suberi" She slowed the movements of the hand-seals down so that Serpent was created in time with the first syllable, and Dragon was made with the second. As she formed the third, she finished speaking the name, committing the movements of the technique to memory. When she had done it enough times that 'Koorisuberi' echoed throughout her mind and she could feel her hands make the seals even though she had stopped, she had decided it time to direct the flow of chakra through her body, and attempt to use the skill. Opening her eyes, she leaned slightly forwards, anticipating the sudden ease of movement to come with use of the jutsu. With blinding speed, she made the motions of the seals and let her chakra gather near the soles of her feet, coating the underside of her boots and pulling at the nearest source of water- the snow beneath her feet. Molecules of water were shorn from the snow, shifting into liquid form before quickly freezing smooth. Kira, anticipating the ice and 'jumping the gun', took a step forwards intending to skate out into the field, only ended up slipping. It was magnificent, in all actuality. One foot pushing backwards against ice and losing purchase, while the other making contact, with the snow in front of her and quickly converting it, too into ice. With a surprised yelp, she managed to both perform the splits, and flip halfway backwards with a surprising grace that left her suspended in midair for just a moment, before she was unceremoniously dumped on her ass, directly on a patch of ice. She hissed in pain, clenching her teeth and wincing. Stiffly, she half-rolled to the side and picked herself up off of the ground, "Perhaps I am going about zis ze vrong vey?" She stood, giving a little limp before moving a small distance from the patches of ice and dusting the fine layer of snow off of her fur coat. She took a big breath, then let it out as a sigh before performing the seals again. This time, as chakra gathered beneath her feet, she bent slightly at the knees, standing in a stable position. The ice formed as before, but this time she retained enough traction to remain standing. Kira opened one pale blue eye, then the other, just now having realized she had screwed them shut, preparing for another spectacular fall and a hind-end filled with pain. Bright white teeth flashed from behind silver lips as she gave a wide smile. Holding her arms out to either side, she slowly took a step forwards... then another... she nearly lost balance on her third step, quickly swinging her arms in short circles to regain her center of gravity. A few more steps, and she had managed to get a sense of stability on her frozen footsteps, "Now, for ze fun part." She bit her lower lip and pushed forwards, as if to skate out upon an iced-over lake. It worked! She laughed as she began to skate across the snow- the task was easier than she had thought after her initial 'bump' in the road; the technique was very much like regular ice skating, so long as one takes care of the contours in the natural terrain.

[The Roar of the Falls]

Learned; Great training.

[Kira Chernova]

[bg=black] [glow=white,10,1000]Thank you! ^-^; Hyouton - Hyoukeibi no Jutsu (Ice Guard) Rank: D, C Skill: Ninjutsu Effect: Creates a shield of ice. Special: "Handseals" Drawback: The user must remain still. Can only stand up to three (3) D ranked Taijutsu attacks or lower. Description: Once the handseals are finished a stream of ice is being created around the user which begans to form a sphere, the sphere acts as a shield. The D ranked can withstand up to two (2) D ranked Taijutsu/Ninjutsu attacks or lower. The C ranked can withstand up to two (2) C ranked Taijutsu/Ninjutsu attacks or lower. Limit: Must know Ice Release. Needs a source of Ice. (0/10) She allowed herself to skate through the field for some time, her long white hair trailing behind her as she sped over the small wintry white field. She skirted the edges of the drop-off that served as the border- a combination of snow-covered trees and snowdrifts created the illusion that her field was much larger from a distance, and she would oft make certain it remained so for her viewing pleasure from the shack. She'd make a full circuit of the field before returning to the shack with face mildly flushed and icy white hair falling wind-swept about her shoulders. The bone clip she had used to tie her hair back had fallen out at some point during her practice of her new jutsu. She knew that it would likely be several weeks before she found it again, the white of the bone seamlessly blending in with the white of the snow. It took several moments- longer than it had before when she was simply looking out the window- to let her eyes adjust to the sudden shift in the brightness of her environment as she opened the door and headed inside, hand reaching towards the scroll on the end-table and nearly knocking it over. Second try was the charm, and with the door closing behind her and her eyes finally being able to pick out the outlines of most major objects in the room, she headed towards the bedroom. She glanced at the box still sitting upon her bed (she had considered it to be hers after she had realized Mother was not returning), and frowned, before moving over towards it and popping the latch. The lid opened noiselessly, and she replaced the scroll in her hand with two others in the box. "Hyoukeibi no Jutsu" She grimaced, eyeing one of the scrolls as her thoughts began wandering to her missing mother and wondering at what sort of being would be able to harm such a powerful goddess. Scrolls in hand, she let the lid of the box fall shut and moved over near her dresser. Setting the instructions for Hyoukeibi no Jutsu and Tsubame Fubuki on the wooden surface, she turned towards an empty corner of the room- the dresser to her left, the door to her right, the window and bed behind her. Petite hands glided through the well-practiced motions of ice formation, and she created a simple full-length mirror of ice- it's bottom edge pressing into a discolored indent in the floor betraying the water-damage generated from years of ice mirrors being placed in the exact same spot. Looking over her form, she reached for a bear-bone comb on the dresser, and took several moments to work out any kinks and tangles caused by her high-speed foray through the ice field, and to tame her hair back down into perfect straightness. She pulled her hair back and, let it fall over her shoulders, before repeating the motions for ice creation. Her hands quickly went to her hair again and after pulling it back tight in a ponytail, she held her hands tight around the strands near the base of her skull, forcing a cuff of ice to form around them, keeping them in place. Satisfied, she smirked at the mirror before picking up the scrolls and giving the first a quick once-over. She had long since read it- not quite having been prepared to learn the skill yet- and it didn't take her long to keep the six seals described in the text along with the instructions at the forefront of her mind. Leaving the scroll on the end-table, she headed outside once more the other scroll stashed in the hood of her coat. She avoided the patches of slick ice she had made whilst practicing ice-sliding, finding herself an untouched area of snow approximately fifteen paces from her front door. As a defensive skill, she knew she had little need for space as her practice would have little to no chance of causing damage to the surrounding area. Hands moved up to mid chest, elbows tucked in near the body and head bowed, she guided herself through her preferred memorization technique, bringing her hands together and cycling through the hand seals described through the scroll repeatedly. Over and over again, she'd shift through the seals, and after several repetitions, she began repeating the name of the jutsu to be learned, a syllable for each hand-seal. Certain she had the guiding framework for her chakra down, she lifted her head and opened her stance minutely, shifting her left foot a few inches outwards and digging into the snow. She completed the motions once more, this time letting the chakra flow through her and out into her surroundings, pulling water from the air around and the snow on the ground to form a ring a few meters wide all around her, that quickly began to swirl upwards in the beginnings of a dome. It reached about chest height, when an almighty 'crack!' sounded, and a section of the dome that had grown more quickly than the rest gave way. The cracks caused by the chunk of ice falling destabilized the formation of her ice dome, and the structure quickly fell apart, useless. Dissatisfied, yet encouraged by the quick progress so far, she moved forward to kick over the remaining bits of ice standing skywards. A firm heel-kick to the side of the formation collapsed a portion of the circle, and repeated kicks along the perimeter of her ice-dome gave her a flat area once more to practice in. She resumed her position in the center of the circle once more, placing her feet in the same prints she had left just moments ago- white fur boots sinking into the indentations. She repeated the hand-seals again, this time speaking the name of the skill under her breath, "Hyoukeibi no Jutsu." She focused on making certain that the release of her chakra was even on all sides, forcing her will upon the ice she quickly formed to make it grow evenly. It held this time, arcing up over her head in a violent swirl, creating a rough dome of ice over herself much like a bunker. She gave a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Better, but not good enough. She lifted her hands to the inner edges of the dome, letting her fingers trail over the bumps and ridges of the rough ice. She could see the ice was thinner in some places, and the grooves in the ice lowered it's integrity. With a huff, she let the dome fall around her, ice pooling back down into a ring of water that instantly started to form ice once more. She moved back into the center of the ring, now for all appearances a symbol for the sun, with an unbroken ring of ice in a perfect circle on the ground about her, and chunks of ice pointing outwards embedded in the ground around it in a caricature of the suns rays. She took a deep, calming breath and brought her hands together, giving the attempt another go. Her hands sped through the seals with a quickness, and she pushed more chakra than usual out around her. This, combined with her focus on an even spread of chakra and a slower formation of ice granted her a much thicker base to her dome than she had on the previous tries. Even so, it did not take long for the clear bluish dome to form, warping her view of the outside world and casting her little protected area in a soft shadow. She moved to the edge of the dome again, pressing her hands against the now-smooth ice. It was thick enough, that was certain. She knew she wouldn't be able to do much more beyond that until she learned to harden her ice and form the next stage of the defensive skill, but she was certain it'd hold. [/glow]

[Nyu]

+10

[Kira Chernova]

[bg=black] [glow=white,2,300]Hyouton - Tsubame Fubuki (Snow Storm Swallows) Rank: "D" Rank Skill: Ninjutsu Effect: Creates ice swallows to push forth to attack towards the opponent. Special: "Hand Seals" Drawback: Must be learned multiple times in order for the user to be capable of truly mastering. Description: When first learned the user is only capable of creating up to Five Bird like swallows in the size of a large like kunai. The user either creates the snow or uses ice around them in order for the user to create the technique to push forward towards the user. Each time learned the amount of Swallows may increase by five. The maximum number a user is capable of using is Twenty each. Every time the user gains a new Difficulty Class the Maximum number increases by Ten. Limit: Must have the Ice Release (0/10)(First time training) From inside her icy bunker, the light was dim from being filtered through the thick layer of frozen water. It was, however, light enough to read in. Reaching back over her shoulder, she fished her hand through the hood of her coat for her third scroll of the day, Tsubame Fubuki. The Snow Storm Swallows were always a favorite when she was younger; her mother would sometimes play outside with her on the evenings that she wasn't hunting, and create flocks of beautiful ice birds that flitted to and fro. It had been one of the few highlights of her childhood, chasing the avian replicas. Even now she could admire the control Mother had, being able to direct so many creations so masterfully. Taking a few minutes to study the scroll, she found the theory of the jutsu to not be too terribly different from the effort to make multiple objects at once with her ability to create ice. She rolled up the text and placed it back in the hood of her coat, bringing up her hands once more to go through the motions of the hand-seals, first going through the sequence for ice sliding, then transitioning to the seals for her ice guard, reinforcing her memorization of the two techniques. She then went on to the seals for Tsubame Fubuki, performing her little ritual for memorization as she cycled through several repetitions of the hand-seals required for directing her chakra for the technique. She was on a roll and she knew it. Ultimately, it took less time for her to move to the portion of her self-made memorization process that had her repeatedly speaking the name of the jutsu under her breath, and shorter still for her to decide she was ready to make her first attempt. She kept her stance wide, the soles of her boots easily slipping into the now-heavy indentations in the snow, her footprint having frozen at the edges enough to hold shape even as she shifted slightly. She cycled through the seals once more, directing her chakra and her intent into the dome of ice around her- more specifically, above her. Three amorphous lumps of ice broke away from the roof of the dome, sprinkling her in ice-dust and snow. They sank down to about shoulder height in front of her, crackling as the ice shifted to form in the shape of birds. They weren't pretty though, and the corners of her mouth turned downwards as she looked over what appeared to be three white semi-retarded pigeons. The center one seemed to look alright, if it's left wing wasn't firmly attached to it's tail feathers. The one to her right was a bit blocky and malformed, though the left looked as if it had taken it's fair share of chromosomes, and then some. Before she could try to fix them, her concentration wavered and the three bird-like lumps of ice broke apart and fell down around her feet. Kira looked up towards the sky, squinting before sighing and giving the jutsu another go. Taking it one step at a time, she pulled three lumps of ice from the dome around her once more, her chakra bending the ice to her will as the lumps began to take the shape of swallows. The forms were still not quite perfect- a bit rough around the edges and not quite as sharp as she'd like, but they were definitely an improvement over three mutated pigeons. She guided the three birds upwards through the hole in the top of her dome, looking out over the field through the gaps in the ice where she had pulled from. Picking out a tree in the distance, she let the birds fly, watching as they became inert the moment they passed her sphere of influence and sailed into the snow-laden boughs. A tell-tale 'crack' echoed through the clearing as at least one of the swallows struck bark. She moved back towards the center of her partially-consumed ice dome, forming the required hand-seals again. She was starting to feel a bit drained, her larger-than-average reserves of chakra having been pulled at frequently to not only be consumed in the learning and practice of the techniques, but to also make up for what she currently lacked in skill in order to succeed. Four lumps broke away from the ice dome this time, her previous success and the fresh image in her minds eye leading to the quick formation of the swallows, which were starting to take on a more refined look in comparison to her previous attempts. She gave a wan smile and pushed one hand out towards the forest, sending the swallows out to fly through the air like fluttering guided missiles. They zeroed in on the tree she had struck before, colliding with the branches simultaneously. She smiled in satisfaction as one of the boughs shuddered and fell from the tree, leaving a gap in the white where it had broken off. Wasting no time, she formed the seals once more, this time pulling most of the remaining ice to form five beautiful ice swallows. A true smile broke out across her face as she exerted her will to keep them flapping in place, giving a passable illusion of life. She inspected each one in turn before sending them off in the distance one last time, now shaving the top foot of the tree she so readily abused off with her creation's sharp, blade-like wings. [/glow]

[Mist]

+ 10 - learned