Not That Innocent [T|Travel|NDE]

[Celaena Kamyuja]

{ Descent Of A Blackened Soul }
...All this pain, takes its toll
And it makes the heart grow cold
The descent of a blackened soul...

• Mirror [10]
  Rank: "D"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: Creates 1 illusory surface 1 meter in area.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects anyone who sees the user. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 7 meters plus 6 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 rounds per class level. This technique may be negated. Mirror creates a 1 meter mirrored surface that can be shaped and positioned as the user's desires. The mirror is insubstantial, and objects pass through it without problem. The mirrored area is also transparent from the other side, so the Jutsu can be used for a 1 way mirror effect if placed over a window or similar opening. Taking up a movement, the user can concentrate and cause the mirror to move anywhere within range. May create a 2 way mirror as well.
  Limit: Must know the Figment Perception.

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Fuck was the only word that came immediately to mind, and even that didn't really encompass the shitload of trouble that had just raised its ugly head. Genjutsu! I used to love it but when had it become so god damn complicated?! The question once again was like Déjà vu for when she was learning how to create crystal clones. But now she had to create a mirror, but how? The Kamyuja read over the scroll for the tenth time before giving up with a fit of rage. She didn't mean to toss the scroll so hard but when she did and the scroll hit the ground it picked up some dirt and grass. The scroll on the other hand seemed perfectly fine as though it was mocking her silently.

Fuck! Adelpha hissed and moaned before a partway solution creamed its way into her red hazed mind. “Maybe?” She said to herself before she released her entombed chakra. The feeling was amazing, like an orgasm from continuous built up containment. But now is was hovering free. Just a little bit of tampering to rid itself of all the contained abilities that lay comatose within her and the chakra would then be ready for some Genjutsu casting.

But still the question hovered within her mind. How to create a mirror? It should be as simple as buying glass and placing it inside a frame but it was not. A Genjutsu mirror was needed here. As soon as a good worth of chakra hovered within the area, imperceptible that is, she knew her thinking cap was needed to awaken from there on then for things to work on accordingly. "Like a shadow that mimics your moves. Like water that reflects your image. Not real, but an illusion." She narrated, concentrating so hard that her veins felt as though they were going to pop.

As she telescoped her thoughts she remembered the scroll written words and chose to start with that, marking that as the second stage within the technique. Over time her eyes must have closed for what she saw was a black void with glittering blue. Later as she pounded the blue she must have realized that being her chakra as that of chakra in the area laid out before her. Very much like her minds eye had awaken and was also helping from a different point of view.

The Kamyuja began by spreading out the chakra into the distance of seven meters plus six meters per class level but with all the equations included. And as the distance stretched and pulled did she then make the work of creating the Genjutsu. Her eyes snapped opened as she watched as 'hopefully' her Genjutsu was in the beginnings of success. After the faint shimmer of chakra was over did she blink, confused of what had happened. What have I done wrong?

She replayed her progress, and to her everything was clear and understandable, and perfect, all her energy put into the creation before her. But why cant she see it? But then finally it clicked, a mirror is transparent, and as she stared ahead of her, she could see the trees on the other side as well as the scroll on the ground. One look behind her to make sure no tree was there, and there was not, she then realized that her creation must have been completed. Hesitating for a moment, she slowly brought up her right hand. Palm out she pressed toward where the mirror was suppose to be.

At once a strange sensation kissed her fingertips as her fingers first went through the area before her. Along with the sensation she could – with her minds eye that is – the ripples as her hand went through possibly the mirror itself. It cone around her hand before she brought it out, but there was a sensation there nonetheless. Had I done this correctly? Confused as he was she did not know but overall prayed that she had as she did not want to do it again in a hurry...

[👺 Usiel]

>.> Try not to use that color please it doesn't work with all of the skins.

Learned.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Banquet of Rot [10]
  Rank: "D"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: This Glamour Jutsu causes a banquet’s worth of perfectly good food to appear and smell as though it had been rotting for several days and was full of live, squirming maggots.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects anyone who interacts with the 100 lbs of freshly prepared food. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 7 meters plus 6 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 1 day per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. The food is actually quite normal, and will return back to its more appetizing appearance and smell once the duration of the illusion has ended. The real purpose of this Jutsu is yet unknown, it is believed that gnomes in the past used it to not only protect the contents of very large meals that they were preparing but to also ruin the banquet dinners of their enemies.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception

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[Flashback]

Twirling her grey hair around her index finger Amarantha's Grandmother would look around the bar. “So this is where you train child? Seriously, how long will it be before they find out that whenever you turn up here weird things tend to happen?” Amara would merely shrug her slim shoulders and take a sip from her tea. As the Kamyuja over looked the others at the table across from her, a wicked smile played her lips. At once, completely forgetting her Grandmothers presence, her entire attention would fall upon the elderly couple eating surimi salad in large doses expensive enough to feed her entire family for three days straight.

Bitter desires devour Amarantha to the point of spite. Fucking rich people she thought sourly as she stalked them with her cold eyes. Should I do it or not? I remember the hand seals and the limitations this jutsu has... The Kamyuja did not respond straight away, but when she did it would surely change the night. After a moment her nastier side would win and she would slide her hands under the table to obscure them. Moving them swiftly through needed zodiac animal representations, Amara had been right about one thing, by practicing this much in the simple act of forming seals she was getting quite adept at that, allowing to outperform any opponent who would want to perform a jutsu that would require hand seals to be formed.

Without empathy she summoned up her chakra to its rich form until a steady amount was flowing. Laying her eyes upon the form of the granny she would take this genjutsu based chakra, mold it one last time before preparing it to move out of her body. Flowing through the chakra veins it would leave her frame, floating through the air invisibly and invading the not so much developed chakra system of the old woman. The chakra would enter through her tenketsu, seeping into her chakra system and at once, start to eat themselves a way through her veins to her brain.

Finally seeping into the grey matter that controls her feeble eyes sight and scenes of smell, the chakra would embed itself, detouring her life energy and replacing it by Amara’s instructions. As if on cue the woman would scream and throw her chopsticks through the air like senbon weapons. It was a near miss of her partners head but his shock cause his chair to groan loudly as he stumbled up to his feet. Meanwhile his 'woman' would immediately start vomiting. The way the old woman was preforming was amusing, causing Amarantha to laugh joyfully before she covered her mouth with the sleeve of her kimono.

The scene she screeched caused the servants to dash over to her in mild shock. “Maggots! You made me eat Maggots! I'm suing you for off food!” The old woman's voice croaked while her partner looked on completely confused. “But love, this food is healthy? Its fresh!” Knowing that the old woman's heart rate would have clearly sky-rocketed made Amarantha's mood ecstatic with the turn of events. “Child, you are evil.” Her grandmother would whisper with amusement...

[Draven]

Learned

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Know the Shadows [10]
  Rank: "C"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: User bends surrounding shadows and blend them to themselves making the user one with the darkness.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects anyone who sees the user. The user is able to perform this technique on themselves. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 minutes per class level. This technique may be negated. As long as the user remains within 5 meters of some kind of shadow (except their own) or within at least moderate darkness their ability to hide is greatly enhanced. The user can hide themselves from view in the open without anything to hide behind, even while being observed. This technique does not end when the user attacks.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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“Five minutes per class level hmmm? Then for me it would be … twenty five minutes.” Amarantha mumbled as she calculated the maths, making her way toward the forest edge which was to the north west of her traditional Japanese mansion within Kumogakure. As she stood just outside of the forest, the moonlight shone upon the scroll giving off enough light for her eyes to access the next line of information. “The user remains within five meters of some kind of shadow, but not their own, okay, and the user can hide themselves from view in the open without anything to hind behind. Sounds interesting...” She then muttered rolling up the scroll before placing it away within the right sleeve of her kimono.

Looking down at the earth edging the beginnings of the forest, Amarantha noted where the shadow began and ended and where the light began and took over. With a sniff of knowledge, did she then stand into the darkness, completely being over taken with their deadly veil but at the same time, awakening her chakra and allowing that to consume her with its pureness. As she then noted, she was indeed within five meters of some kind of shadow. Nodding approving did she then allow the process to begin. She allowed for her chakra to build until enough was mixed into nothing but Genjutsu, and then after a moment did she then allow it to leave her tenketsu and fold into the area around her.

At once she worked on the darkness in the area closer to her skin. She imagined it darker, cloaking her skin in pitch blackness before she even allow it to grip the rest of the shadow and darken that too. It was a reasonably quick process and it didn't take a lot of chakra to either begin with or end with but by the time she wanted to test this, she had to feel right about it. Amarantha looked down at herself. To her concern she could see her peach color kimono, glowing white in the darkness. She did not know if it looked like that from another point of view so she suddenly summoned up her voice and screamed.

Terre after a moment of hearing the out burst came rushing out of the house holding a knife looking wildly. But then Amara was holding her breath and stilling to the point that if anybody was watching her it would seem she was made out of the very forest itself. Amara watched as Terre rounded the house approaching with wariness before her eyes landed straightly upon Amara with concern. “What is it child?” The Kamyuja sighed rather loudly before explaining, and after Terre's growl at the thought of her student being in danger made Amara roll her eyes at the stupidity, but then did Terre decided to help.

Feeling foolish she muttered that she forgot the needed hand seals. It was the first mistake in years and she was immediately angry with herself for the simple mishap. Muttering an oath did she fold her fingers into the zodiac signs and at the same time allowing them to be coated in her purely Genjutsu chakra. With the viewing of Terre watching her every move, did she then allow the shadow to darken. At first she allowed it to darken her body, cloaking her body in its cone before she spread her chakra out to darken the rest of the shadows she stood within. With a gasp before her, did Terre suddenly murmur 'are you still there?' Still concerned she awaited for the results for when the woman approached to find out for herself...

[👺 Usiel]

learned

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Frightful Presence [10]
  Rank: "C"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: With this Jutsu the user can create a fearsome manifestation that mimics the Frightful Presence performed by Beasts.
  Special: No Handseals, however the time it takes to perform this technique is as long as performing a Jutsu with handseals.
  Drawback: ---
  Description: A Fear, Mind-Affecting Technique. Affects anyone who sees the user. The user is able to perform this technique on themselves. The duration of this technique is instantaneous. This technique may be negated. This Jutsu makes the user's very presence unsettling to foes. Opponents within 15 meters of the user who can see the user must make a save frightened for 3d6 rounds. This ability affects only opponents who are 1 class level lower than the user.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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Amarantha stared down at the scroll momentarily before she started to read it. She didn't really like this one but deep down inside she felt the twirling interest of Adelpha liking such things and decided to learn it just for her. She was already molding up some chakra, not a lively amount but enough to get things moving. It would be another Genjutsu type of chakra that she would need. Now just to make things work she summoned up a fear of something quite real – which wasn't so hard to accomplish as she lived near real fear itself nearly every day and mixed the two elements into one.

And in the end this paralysing feeling would hopefully scare the shit outta shinobi of not her level. So if this were to work, the lesser beings, A classed shinobi and lower would sense fear, and hopefully their reactions would be slow coming before they realize its to late for them. And so that is what she would install into the chakra: fear of everything she represents: Agateophobia – fear of insanity; Acousticophobia – fear of sound or noise; Angrophobia – fear of anger; Autophobia – fear of being alone and Arachnophobia – the fear of spiders or other arachnids. And since Amarantha was the caster of such, these are her phobias.

And so the next step was to project this chakra outward and let it wreck havoc on those around her. Just to practise this, she would put in as much fear as she could. And at some point it even became to over bearing for even herself. But after a moment of thinking on certain levels, Amara would then remember the next step, and that deep inside of her lied another 'witness' being of herself who had fear of her own. But just remembering, this jutsu limit must be fifteen meters from herself, so as she did the Math, she strengthen her phobia mixed Genjutsu chakra before she continued it to be released to that distance before her but kept in mind that she had to keep track just encase it became to much for her.

Amarantha did not want to be locked within this Genjutsu if it were to become unbalanced. And so she released the Genjutsu. It wasn't released in a done effect as she thought it would but like a wave of invisible fingers of despair. And it was in every direction, singling measured out to that fifteen meter mark. The feeling of her mixed emotions played out before in a theatrical horror show, hopefully infecting everything its its wake. Feeling satisfied she cancelled the jutsu and went looked for an innocent mark, a fool who was of lower level that her own.

After moments of searching for prey as Adelpha calls it, Amarantha came across a small blonde girl playing on a swing. A moment of uncertainty and guilt did she then began to mold up her chakra, and then summon up her phobias and mix them into two before getting ready to project it out. And so after the whole process of summoning, mixing and judging the mathematical knowledge that she was in the fifteen meters needed for this jutsu to be a success, she would release the Genjutsu out into her neighborhood.

[Draven]

Learned

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Chakra Defenses [40]
  Rank: "B"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects within an area of up to 15 meters per class level. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 30 meters plus 15 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 minutes per class level. By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area. This includes such Jutsus as Scrying or the vocal component of comprehend languages, as well as enchanted devices such as a horn of blasting. Normal sound is not blocked by this Jutsu.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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The study of the ear was complicated. The different names and meanings, to the different uses and how it works. It made her grateful in how much her ears help her throughout her years of existence. But after reading over the information in how the ears work, it also made her realize how she uses her ears and sometimes how poorly she does it. Simply taken grant for just like her precious eyes. Without her ears, her balance would be shot, she'd be deaf and that would be dangerous. Especially for her course in life, a Shinobi.

Nodding in agreement with herself she would then read out loud: “The ear is made up of three different sections: the outer ear, the middle ear, and the inner ear. These parts all work together so you can hear and process sounds.” The Kamyuja nodded and then stared over that the picture, frowning at the complexity of the ear itself. It looked worst than actually reading about it and that alone made her shudder with the bombardment of new knowledge. Reading once more she tried to find the exaction location to study on.

She wasn't sure if it was simply as simple as the eardrums so she read to find out in just in case. She ignored the otter ear, the pinna, and read on. But just as soon as the words 'earwax' was mentioned she could not help but to read out loud. “Earwax contains chemicals that fight off infections that could hurt the skin inside the ear canal. It also collects dirt to help keep the ear canal clean. So earwax isn't just gross. It's gross and useful.”

Shuddering she thought gross indeed but then carried on knowing that that was not the needed information. Moving onto the middle section she then read out loud the information that hopefully was where she needed to learn from. “After sound waves enter the outer ear, they travel through the ear canal and make their way to the middle ear. The middle ear's main job is to take those sound waves and turn them into vibrations that are delivered to the inner ear. To do this, it needs the eardrum, which is a thin piece of skin stretched tight like a drum, bingo.” She muttered suddenly, her eyes never leaving the scroll.

“When sound waves reach the eardrum, they cause the eardrum to vibrate. And then with the help of some tiny bones within the ear, it moves the sound along into the inner ear.” Smiling she knew what she had to do, and the small bones will be out of business until the jutsu is over. Rolling the scroll she then picked up another one and opened it gently before she started to read. With all the knowledge needed she now knew she needed to focus on her chakra and the needs of the jutsu strings such as hand seals and so what. Reading the jutsu scroll it read: Chakra Defenses; the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area and the required hand seals are … plenty.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Chakra Defenses [40]
  Rank: "B"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects within an area of up to 15 meters per class level. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 30 meters plus 15 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 minutes per class level. By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area. This includes such Jutsus as Scrying or the vocal component of comprehend languages, as well as enchanted devices such as a horn of blasting. Normal sound is not blocked by this Jutsu.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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The Kamyuja was relieved to see that there was no drawback to the jutsu and so it was simple as hand seals, chakra and then go. but what sort of chakra? Once more she began reading. She found out the meters of the jutsu casting affect was wide due to her level of expertise and that also included the distance. Pleased with the way things were going she read on. “The duration of this technique lasts for five minutes per class level and by performing this jutsu, I can block out all chakra listening jutsu or devices in the selected area. But normal sound is not blocked.” Nodding she reread the hand seals before rolling up the scroll and beginning the next stage.

After a few moments of memorizing the hand seals, her hands would swiftly move through the needed zodiac animal charts. Slow as a snail as she picked up but as she was doing this the Kamyuja did not add chakra. As a practice round she continued the change of symbols until her hands grew accustom to them before she thought about the next step. While still moving her hands through the seals her mind was else where. What chakra? After a moment of guessing she then mentally slapped her head in recognition. Genjutsu as in Glamor Perception. Giggling she shook her hands free before resting them on her lap.

Molding chakra was a second nature to her and she did so effortlessly. But the amount lately has been very low and at once she knew that a reasonably large, concentrated amount of chakra was needed for this jutsu to work. And it needed to be pure Genjutsu, Glamour for this to be a success. Amarantha closed her eyes and shifted herself into the lotus formation. While doing that simple movement she released her control over the chakra momentarily only to restart it once again. The rush of chakra was welcoming within her body system. It was warm and the sensation fitting for something so grand.

She allowed the chakra to pressure up to the point of the needed amount before she released it and sent it out of her tenketsu. But like before this was a practice and so therefore this would not work. Only this time she felt and knew that that was indeed the needed amount of chakra for this jutsu. Pleased she released the chakra and opened her eyes. The Kamyuja stretched, reflex her fingers before she relaxed into the lotus position once more. And so with that she summoned up her chakra and then mixed it so that it was pure Genjutsu chakra and not that of Ninjutsu.

And now that the feeling was right all she had to do now was begin. But the question was still there. Where about do I send this chakra? Her mind traveled over to the knowledge of the middle ear. The eardrum was the main, but just to be on the safe side she also decided to coat the auditory canal also. Satisfied she lifted up her arms and locked her fingers into the dance of hand seals. And with each fold of fingers, her Genjutsu chakra backed up each symbol with power of casting.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Chakra Defenses [40]
  Rank: "B"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects within an area of up to 15 meters per class level. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 30 meters plus 15 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 minutes per class level. By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area. This includes such Jutsus as Scrying or the vocal component of comprehend languages, as well as enchanted devices such as a horn of blasting. Normal sound is not blocked by this Jutsu.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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Molding her chakra into the correct form she would bring the light blue life energy together and focus it through the pores of her skin. Laying her concentration on her ears she allowed her pent up chakra to soak around the eardrum and the connected canal also. But as soon as that was done she knew that would still not work and so the description floated back to her once again: The duration of this technique lasts for five minutes per class level … and calculating the time from then she then remembered: Affects within the area of up to fifteen meters per class level; and able to preform this to the distance of thirty meters plus fifteen meters per class level. And so with the calculations for that also added up she began the next stage.

At once she would take this Genjutsu based chakra, mold it one last time before preparing it to move out of her body, yet some of it to remain within both of her ears. Flowing through the chakra veins it would leave her body, floating through the air invisibly and fixing the distance that is needed for this jutsu to be a success. Around two hundred and eighty. Though expanding to that distance within twenty five minutes was indeed going to be tricky. So with the minutes ticking away already she started with the area: seventy five, possibly that is.

Releasing her chakra out into the open was like releasing a lot of held up emotions, strength and stamina. If she were not careful she would get exhausted more quickly. But as she released her chakra to the area of seventy five she had to do so in a matter that it was all balanced perfectly. But as she realized while doing this her body was shaking. Cancelling was not an option when she was going head strong as it is yet with her voice she spoke out loud and hoped her trusted friend herd her. Concentration harder she pushed the chakra to the area, keeping it thick and level, but it was difficult, and the pressure was even harder and the area was a large sum, just like the distance but she decided then that she would not give up.

After five minutes the chakra span out the roughly sixty nine and still leveling out. The chakra pushed out of her system leaving her cold, yet not weak. It was evenly measured out, as this was B ranked and not A or S. Her chakra control was brilliant, but the process was slow. That did not nerve her as it finally reached out to the area of seventy three. Another two minutes had past since then and before long, the area her chakra covered was bang on seventy five. The Kamyuja held onto that mark from an extra minutes, feeling out the strength, finding her weakness in such lengths. And as soon as she knew she would find that known level anywhere did she then cancelled the process so far.

With the jutsu cancelled, Amara sagged in the lotus position before yelling out once again, her eyes now closed: “TERRE!!” Her voice echoed through the backyard of her home, and shortly after Terre exited the house holding her Pipa. Amarantha does not no much about this instrument only that its Chinese, thirty five inches long; has four strings that are made out of Nylon and has a body the shape of a wooden pear. Amara watched as Terre sat down and placed the instrument on her lap, tugged some strings to allow some sound to come forth before staring intently awaiting for her student to begin. Amara did ask though why she brought the instrument when Amara might still be able to hear it butt he woman simply shrugged her shoulders saying that the music would be a good practice for her and that she'd be using her voice anyway.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Chakra Defenses [40]
  Rank: "B"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects within an area of up to 15 meters per class level. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 30 meters plus 15 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 minutes per class level. By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area. This includes such Jutsus as Scrying or the vocal component of comprehend languages, as well as enchanted devices such as a horn of blasting. Normal sound is not blocked by this Jutsu.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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And so once again after a short break did Amarantha begin. She lifted her arms and allowed her fingers to intertwine together into the required hand seals. And then she summoned up her chakra, pure it to Genjutsu and not Ninjutsu before releasing it out into the area before her. It was a medium amount of chakra that she was utilizing though, so she focused a bit more, releasing it little by little in ways to not over do it, condensing the power even further, considering that she would have to spread it out over quite a large range.

Giving it all a final push she would excrete the chakra from her tenketsu, creating an outwards expanding orb of chakra, covering every direction, heading toward the two hundred and eighty mark. Pushing it all further and further she would shortly after ward starting to find it difficult. The area was the first to reach its maximum. And that no longer felt abnormal, and was quite quick to achieve. The minutes was already ticking by but it hadn't even pass five minutes. As soon as the hand seals were completed, Terre immediately began playing a song, who she had called: Misty Rain of Jiangnan. One Amarantha knew would sound good with her flute.

With the area of this jutsu Max out, Amarantha not concentrated on the distance. Realizing at once that she had already reached seventy five meters. Pleased she knew that was a lot to go. But then suddenly Terre's music became more 'appealing'. At once she knew that a very light Genjutsu was being played. Amarantha muttered a curse, concentrating harder than before in hopes to farther expand the distance. Slowly by slowly she felt the distance lengthen. But the process was not quick enough.

Amarantha knew that if she was not do this quick enough, she would be locked within the Genjutsu, especially when the woman decides to strengthen the level of Genjutsu. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she felt the distance reach out extensively, like a leap of space wasn't even there. Amarantha shuddered but held onto her concentration while at the same time calculating the distance it had reached at the current moment. If her estimation was correct, the range would be bang on two hundred. But then as she thought back the time she started, the minutes had already ticked away by fifteen minutes.

As she thought, she did not have much time left. Pain was starting to eat away at her. She was being careless but did not want to cancel this just yet. But as time had past, so had her awareness, the music seemed less loud, and her eyes had closed. But with this she knew that the distance would have leaped due to her intense concentration and the way her out put of chakra was being released. But then clearly she her Terre voice change from sing song to a sentence. “Ten minutes left.” Amarantha nodded sharply but right at that moment she felt the change. She herd nothing, no music and not singing.

Eventually, Amarantha must have reached her limit, apparently they were somewhere around seventy five meters in area by two hundred and eighty meters. Quite a large area for only a B-ranked Genjutsu, but then again, it’s effects were only elementary. However, this would be sufficient for her purposes, as no bad Genjutsu could effect her, well not vocal component that is...

[Draven]

+38

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Chakra Defenses [40]
  Rank: "B"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects within an area of up to 15 meters per class level. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 30 meters plus 15 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 minutes per class level. By performing Chakra Defenses, the user is able to block out all chakra listening Jutsus or devices with an auditory component in a selected area. This includes such Jutsus as Scrying or the vocal component of comprehend languages, as well as enchanted devices such as a horn of blasting. Normal sound is not blocked by this Jutsu.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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Pain was a living breathing entity within her soul. Terre was already moving when Amara felt the world tilt ever so slightly. "Child, you over did it, and that's not like you." Amarantha nodded but then regretted it. But however she did manage to speak that she needed to continue and shoved the woman away. "Sing for me this time, alone, Terre. I need to finish this the way I know. Without the rush. Your voice alone mixed with chakra would suffice." And with that Amarantha created the hand seals.

Amara sighed and closed her eyes, focusing on the chakra. She allowed it to build up before releasing it, and when she did, the pain within her intensified. But instead of focusing on that, she focused on releasing the chakra to the range it needed to be. She could feel her body shaking, and she could hear Terre's voice as she sang Summer rain. Amarantha concentrated as hard as she could, her veins popping out of her muscles in the process. Gradually she felt the distance in the area of seventy five meters hit its mark, and it stretch was wide.

The Kamyuja's eyes opened and they stared out blankly as she focused on releasing her chakra out into the distance. The invisible genjutsu chakra basically slithered toward the mark with casual speed, and as it layered the area planting its glamour genjutsu into the air, Terre's voice slowly quietened. It had to be working, but she could still feel the influence her genjutsu was casting. The Kamyuja pushed the last amount of B rank worth of chakra out, and at that moment she felt the distance reach its mark. The maximum and not even under ten minutes. Amarantha could no longer hear Terre, and as her eyes stared over at the old woman, she could see that her lips were still moving.

Just to make things sure this time, she held onto the distance, and area for as long as it was nessesary for her to know when she plays this jutsu again she will know the range anywhere and would not need to focus past that limit. After a moment she canceled the jutsu and sagged into the lotus stance. If she were to do this again now, with such recklessness she would be offended...

[Draven]

Learned

[Celaena Kamyuja]

Sweat beaded on her forehead. Amara felt the drop gather, and then roll, not down into her eyes, but up, into her hair, which hung down from her head in a single long braid. Suspended upside down in midair from a rope tied to one of the chamber's main support beams, Amara let the rope out, hand over hand, lowering herself toward the floor.

Two dozen feet up, she let go, spun around, and with a soft thwack! of her combat boots, landed.
Landed, and listened.
Something was coming.
Metal scraping on stone.
Something big. And now she did recognize the sound, and smiled to herself.
The thing was moving around the outside of the chamber, hidden behind the columns and statues she had seen before, heading toward the far corner of the room. Trying to cut her off.
So, therefore, that was were the prize was. That was where she had to go.

Amara sprang to her feet and started sprinting. The statues whose shadows she had glimpsed from above were closer than she thought: at the first one, she was forced to dodge left, and behind it was another statue, and she dodged right. Light flashed ahead of her: the prize? Amara changed direction in mid-stride, and jumped over a stone and then she was running full-speed again toward her prize. Only it wasn't the prize after all. Amara realized her mistake just in time, and dived behind a statue, just as something metal shot out of the darkness. A rod, an arm, with sharp, glistening edges. It slammed into the stone, made a loud thumping, crumbling noise, and the air was suddenly full of powder.

Amara rolled to the right, behind another statue, just as metal flashed again, smashed again, and the statue literally disintegrated. Then she was back on her feet, slipping her hands and grabbing two kunai knives, and hoping that the metal would mean something to the thing that was chasing her. She rounded a corner, and there, suspended in a shaft of light before her, was her prize, an uncut ruby crystal weighing 2475 carats, 495 grams. She put on an extra burst of speed. She was twenty feet away … fifteen … ten … She was moving to place away her kunais when –something whooshed over her head, and a monster drooped out of the sky and landed directly between her and the gem.

Amara cursed under her breath and dropped, drawing several darts as she did so, skidding on her butt, throwing even as she got her first good look at the thing in front of her. It was a ten-foot tall, six-limbed monstrosity of metal and wire and high-tech circuitry – a droid. It charged her even as the stone and sand scraped against the back of her thighs. The thing took every round she fired. Darts dented but did no real harm. She targeted its abdomen as she got closer, and the chamber echoed with the clang of metal on metal. She was almost out of darts and wondering where the hell the droid's brain was when suddenly she realized she had stopped skidding on the floor and was – right under the droid.
Not good.

The droid pivoted on its waist and bent over her. A metal arm slammed down, straight for her face. She rolled right, and another arm slammed down. She rolled left, and then she was trapped tight between the two arms, metal digging into her shoulders. She kicked out, pushed off the floor, and started to squeeze herself through the arms, just as she became aware that somewhere nearby a chainsaw started to whir. Amara looked up and saw another one of the droid's arms coming toward her, and on the end of that arm was a very sharp-looking blade, spinning rapidly, spinning toward her face.
This was getting serious.

“Oh no.” Amara gritted her teeth. “Oh, I don't think so.” She pushed her palms against the floor, bracing herself, and then kicked up with most of her strength, planting both her boots squarely in the droid's crotch. She wasn't counting on the droid having a weak spot there, it didn't – the blade continued heading straight for her. But now – she had some leverage. Amara arched her back, and thrust up with all her strength. Suddenly a spinning drill was an inch away from her face. “Unnnhhh!!!” Amara arched higher. The droid lifted an inch off the ground, and the drill moved with it. The droid pivoted, mimicking confusion. It was unbalanced now; its arms flailed for a second, and then it toppled over Amara's head, and smashed to the floor, holding its arms out in front as it fell.

Amara jumped to her feet, her leg muscles naturally strengthening. But still it wasn't done yet. The droid pulled off its ruined arms, and rose up again to face Amara. Jagged shards of metal protruded from the ends of its other set of arms, and suddenly it snapped toward her, sliding on the ground as if it were on a greased track. Amara barely had time to get her hands up before her and parry the thing's claws with two kunais. Metal sparked. The claws came again, Amara thrust forward, and just barely got her right hand up in time to block the thing. She was halfway through bulk bash when she thought different and decided to leave out her tough abilities instead. So instead she came all the way around, swinging her leg, kicking the thing in what would have been its butt – if it had a butt, but all it had was a thick sheath of cable.

Her boot bounced, as using all her strength would have damaged it greatly and so therefore she wasn't using any of her true strength. But with that, the impact threw it off-balance again anyway. Now Amara was on the attack, legs and arms thrusting forward, driving the droid left, right, right, and then right again. As it spun, she saw a dull black metal plate halfway down its back, and a little green light blinking there. She smiled.
Target acquired.

The droid righted itself, and charged again. Its right arm came up, and Amara countered. She backed away, it feinted, and now they were circling the gem, the droid feinted, then Amara, then the droid again. It moved with a hitch now, probably the result of losing the two arms, and it seemed to be as concerned with keeping her away from the gem as it was with killing her. Time to end this little dance. Amara kicked out. The droid took a boot to the shoulder, and wobbled, raising its arm, which was a mistake. Amara had moved away, and now her foot was coming around again. It caught the droid square on the shoulder, and it spun all the way around. In that split second Amara leaped on its back and began pulling at the metal plate.

Gears and servos wailed: It was as if the droid were screaming at her to get off. It tried to reach around and pull Amara off, but the arms it had left hadn't been designed for that. They flailed away ineffectively at Amara as she flailed away ineffectively at the backplate, which seemed to be welded into the droid's exoskeletal structure. Amara lifted up her right fist and started blasting away at the plate, with a little of her strength measured behind each punch. Dangerous to do at point-black range, she supposed, the possibility of a ricochet hitting her of course existed, but he was counted on being luckly.
She was.

Metal was flying off the plate she was ripping at with her hands, and the droid was twisting and bucking, trying to get her off. But now she had a hold of the plate; she wrenched it off and found herself looking at thousand of wires stranded together. She reached in, grabbed hold, and yanked away. Her hand came away holding wires, with circuit boards and PROMS and lots of other miniaturized mechanical components she couldn’t even begin to identify dangling from the broken ends. As she sat on the droid's back, staring at its mangled innards, it gave a last shudder and stopped moving. Amara jumped off just as it collapsed and crashed to the floor. And with a laugh, she walked calmly over to the gem and removed it from the beam of light.

The droid had sacrificed its life to prevent Amara from obtaining this gem, which only proved – a whirring noise came from behind her. Amara turned just in time to see one of the droid's arms reaching for her, metal pincers napping at the end of it. “Stop!” She put up a hand.
It stopped.
Amara walked closer, and bent over it. The droid lay on its back, oozing a thick, viscous fluid from its chest area – oil, or an internal lubricant of some kind. Smiling once more she then said. “Stay still, your dead...”
Amara grabbed the ruined droid by the head, and started dragging it. By the time Amara left the training chamber and entered the tech room, Terre was surprised to see that the droid still had a shape. “Wanted to see how I would survive without relying on my bloodline. Easy but dangerous. Professor needs to think up on more ideas for my training though, that,” Amara said pointing toward the droid: “Reminded me too much of my Chunin exam...”

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Unseen Strike [40]
  Rank: "B"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: User strikes their foe, then immediately fade from sight.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects anyone who sees the target. The user is able to perform this technique on the user. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 hours per class level. This Jutsu may be negated. This Jutsu has no immediate effect upon the user. However, the next time the user delivers a successful melee attack, they instantly turn invisible (as the Invisibility Jutsu). If the user does not make a successful melee attack within 5 hours per class level of performing the Jutsu, the effect ends.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception. Must know Invisible

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It was almost one year to the day after she began her training for the Genjutsu sequence. She was deep in the underground levels of the palace, sitting alone at the same table she occupied each day, surrounded by candles to combat the darkness and wrapped in her heavy cloak to ward off the chill. Carefully she read each document, papyrus, or memoir in what had taken on the attributes of a never-ending education. It was late and her eyes were burning with fatigue and dust, her concentration beginning to wane, and her longing for bed to grow. But she was one step away. Out of the darkness footsteps echoed the arrival of her most trusted friend. Training was against her once again.

The woman stood and turned toward her guardian and approached the battle in the darkness, the mist pressing down, blotting out sound, scattering candlelight. Though out of habit, she’d played on the open field a hundred times—during her free time. Tonight, her purpose was grimmer. It was time to master Glamour. “I'm not going to go easy on you, Terre. I'm tired. So if you are ready, lets get this over with.” Out of the darkness did the Kamyuja instantly strike.

She rushed toward her, her footsteps silently and quick. She knew by the appearance of Terre that she was wearing night goggles, and knew that this was not going to be easy. She was ten feet away … five … and then she suddenly dropped herself to the floor and quickly in the process, roll before rising up behind Terre. She knew she had to strike and strike now, but Terre read the movements too easy and the strike did not come. Cursing silently she slipped back into the darkness only to remember that Terre can see the Kamyuja's every move. “Fuck.”

Amara dashed forward then, realizing that escaping was impossible. So if zombie rush won't work then this will have to. The woman dashed over had dropped down into a roll once again, and as she rose up behind Terre, she quickly jumped up into the air. By that turn Terre had fully made her spin. And as Amara glided in the air, she twisted at the last moment so that her feet would push off the ceiling of the tomb, sending her launch toward the ground, exactly where Terre stood staring. That stare made her uneasy as she was calm, but Amara's descend was faster than a normal one. Just as she was upon Terre, did she attack with a simple slap to the face.

The sound of a whip being cracked echoed throughout the chamber and as Terre was sent of her feet by the blunt force of Amara's strike, did Amara land, twisting her body like a cat, and land in a crouch. Her eyes raked the darkness as dust puffed at her feet. Her sixth sense, developed from years of facing countless dangers in hundreds of hostile situations, tripped, snapping her into motion. Now was the time to go invisible. Throughout the beginning of her attack she had chakra already at play. And by now it coated her body like a second glove.

The Kamyuja calmly watches as Terre stands up from the slap and at the same time she imagines in her mind her body fading away slowly as she moves through the darkness, watching it disappear completely in her mind upon completion. The chakra coating her body, caused her image to shimmer and waiver but not vanish. Attempting to press more chakra into it her body begins to become translucent however she loses concentration when trying to regulate its flow and the effect ends. By now Terre's attention was back on Amarantha, and with an oath did she prepare for another attack.

[Draven]

+10

[Celaena Kamyuja]

• Unseen Strike [40]
  Rank: "B"
  Skill: GenJutsu
  Effect: User strikes their foe, then immediately fade from sight.
  Special: "Handseals"
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Affects anyone who sees the target. The user is able to perform this technique on the user. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 hours per class level. This Jutsu may be negated. This Jutsu has no immediate effect upon the user. However, the next time the user delivers a successful melee attack, they instantly turn invisible (as the Invisibility Jutsu). If the user does not make a successful melee attack within 5 hours per class level of performing the Jutsu, the effect ends.
  Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception. Must know Invisible

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“Stupidity isn't punishable by death. If it was, there would be a hell of a population drop.” Amarantha muttered as Terre approached bravely in the darkness. To do this she needed to become invisible, but how did she do it before? Hand seals? No, not that she can remember, its all to do with chakra, and concentration. And so the tango played again. The Kamyuja dodged every attack but one. Wuh-PSSSH! The stunned silence was only momentarily before Amarantha carried on but with much more spirit. Her cheek hurt with the slap but it could not be helped.

Gritting her teeth she planted her fist into the woman's side before bringing up her knee to the face. With the knee of justice, Terre was then sent back again. Now it was time to go invisible. And with her chakra already coating her body, she decided now was the right time to improve her chakra control and static within this training. While Terre was down, Amara sent her concentration inward. And began 'rotating' her chakra slightly as her power coated her body.

And so a slight rotation was in the mix. The energy coating her body immediately takes effect causing her body to become transparent but still mostly visible. Holding her breath, she takes control over her chakra and rotates a small portion of it within her body in the same direction as the chakra coating her body. Amarantha's appearance flickers out and her body becomes more translucent becoming considerably less visible. Maintaining the chakra effect should be no problem once she’s gotten used to it. But that was the problem, she wasn't used to it, and she needed it to work or this would be unless.

Nevertheless, she silently approaches Terre, in the walking stance of a cat but on two feet and not all four. Here if Terre went all sneaky, Amara's reflexes would dash her out of harm. Slowly at the same time, while maintaining concentration on the effect, the energy pulses around her as she walked slowly toward her opponent. She noted that she wasn't fully invisible, but this was a test, and as she stared at the back of Terre's head, waiting for her to turn around. The Kamyuja reflexes her muscles before sending the woman flying once again.

And with that, her near invisibility dissipates leaving her out in the open. Frowning she stared down at her body. Now that chakra wasn't flowing through her, she felt empty. But then with a shake of her head she approached Terre with the knowledge that if she practices, this sound work well in the end. The strike came and the old woman was sent flying...

[Draven]

+10