Wetworks [2x/T/O]

[james]

It was rare to catch the current Rokudaime moving about the village, yet it was not uncommon to witness the man training by his lonesome or with some of the militia candidates of Kirigakure no Sato. Hyobe, Lord of Mist, moved at a pace that matched his muscle; his walk was stern and solid, just as the Kaguyan bones that made up his adamant skeletal composition. Despite the current situation of the Hidden Mist, moves still had to be made; training still was required. There were no off days as a shinobi, and a lawful -kage had possibly the busiest schedule out of any other ranking person.

Still, he ventured towards the village training area. There had been many prospects gathered here in hopes of learning new techniques or simple sparring bouts. Escorted by a single unit from the Dragon branch of the Kiri Butai, Hyobe stepped into the center of the pavilion as his ninjas moved to give him so space. He stood in the middle of the raised platform and flexed his massive arms. Here, out of all places, would be the ideal spot to not only train his techniques but to show his villagers that their Mizukage was not a man of brittle bone. He would continue to stand firm until another dared step up to challenge him---or at least train with him. There had been basins of water all around this environ and plenty of the element already lingering in the air as chilled mist.

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I SHINE IN TEARS like the sun in april

[Enter] 'April' had suspected nothing of this Tuesday afternoon. 'Twas to be like any other, surely; she would be brought down after lunch to the village training ground, where her father would proceed to educate her reluctant mind in the art of Suiton techniques. Such had been the routine since quite a few months ago, since Minoru's daughter made the mistake of displaying her ability to manipulate the water release. He had been overly eager, as she had kicked herself later for not anticipating. Now she had even less excuse not to spend time with him, not to pay attention to his teachings. In truth, she was far more capable than she let on, and privately withheld her capacity to summon far greater miracles than she ever showed her father. It was a shame that April was such an uninspired student, for even her unwelcoming mind could not help but receive the information shoved at it at a prodigious rate. Today, two things occurred simultaneously, that, when added together, equated to being quite fateful. Sachiko was in the midst of mellowing down her abilities before one of the water pools, as per usual, when her father began one of his infamous pep talks, only this one was more condescending and more infuriatingly encouraging than normal. Perhaps it was the straw that broke the camel's back. "I'm fine, Dad. I'm happy with what I can do. It's okay!" "Nonsense, Sachi. You could be far more, if only you applied yourself better! Now, the secret is to embrace an inner calm. Latch onto it and let that energy fuel your chakra so that you... can better..." In a furious spasm, Sachiko whipped together a string of hand-seals, her red eyes flaring, her mouth a hard line. The water before her was injected with an incredible amount of mystical steroid; it rose up in a column, twisting, gaining dragonesque features; people gasped and stepped aside as Sachiko made an effort to lash out its violently inclined form towards and empty space, where it burst into a sort of explosion and showered the nearby patrons with water, though nobody was harmed. Sachiko turned to her father. "I know, Dad!" She growled, teeth bared for once. "I'm perfectly freaking capable, okay?!" ...It took her a moment to absorb the magnitude of the populace's shock, and her father's own. Everybody was speechless. Mouth slightly agape, the girl turned on the spot, finding herself confronted with curious, even affronted faces. And a little ways off, a man that almost... almost looked as though he could have been the Mizukage himself... Surely not, though?

[james]

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Oboro Bunshin no Jutsu (Mist Clone Skill)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Allows a user to create clones out of Mist.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ----
Description: A technique which creates clones with the properties of mist. Although the clones are unable to inflict damage on an opponent, any physical attacks attempted on them pass right through. Depending on the user's class level is dependent on how well and how much the user is capable of performing at one given time. If the user is "D" Class they are capable of performing four Clones at once. If the user is "C" Class they are capable of performing eight clones at once. If the user is "B" Class they are capable of performing sixteen clones at once. If the user is "A" Class they are capable of performing thirty two clones at once. If the user is "S" Class they are capable of performing sixty four clones at once. If the user is to be considered a non NinJutsu specialist the number is reduced by two for every class level that the user becomes, and if the user is a NinJutsu Master the number increases by two for every class level they become.
Limit: Water Release

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With the crowd gathered around the Mizukage, the man had set his eyes on all those present, especially those donning hitai-ate of the Hidden Mist. What drew his attention to a small group, less than ten meters away from him, was a small girl having a dispute with her father; well, it seemed to Hyobe that this man was her progenitor, as they both possessed a strikingly similar shade of hair color. Immediately following that endeavor, the Lord of Mist witnessed the conjuring of a massive serpent of water. His emotions fluctuated; was she going to attack a denizen of Mist with that horrible leviathan? As soon as the creature began to manifest its entirety, his hands moved into a string of seals. A master of the body arts, yet still a possessor of a deep reservoir of chakra, his affinity for the element of water began to call upon the loose vapors that hung perpetually about his domain.

Hyobe's energy quickly began to bubble as the vapors began to take on the fragile contour of a human; it was him, yet it hadn't been; a doppelganger of not water, but vapors---mists. This all would happen during the time wherein the kunoichi summoned the water dragon. Two entities like unto the image of the Kaguyan prince emerged beside him. With a moderate amount of concentration, the contours began to transform into vivid forms of the muscular man, who still manipulated the art of Suiton to allow such a generation of evolution. The excess fog that lingered around the raised platform quickly diminished into the masses of surrogate-Hyobes as two more were created to add the total of replications to four. As the green-haired ninja lashed out at a back wall with her serpent, the Mizukage immediately dispelled one of the four by way of separation. It hadn't been a difficult task to mold mist into a solid form, and it was even simpler to cause it to evaporate back into the environ. He had created four Oboro Bunshin to set out and apprehend the girl, for his Dragon ANBU guard had been busy dealing with other matters on the side of the pavilion. What Hyobe had initially feared was that the girl was an insurgent, who had infiltrated his village in order to aid the former Kiri-nin The Hate in his devious ploys.

Again, these things had been trivial to a man with such an impressive reserve of chakra. Hyobe, sharing a similar mind with the remaining three doppelgangers, sent two of them to fetch the child. They would vanish from sight, perhaps due to the impressive speed at which they moved, or perhaps because they had been created from a mist that suffocated even the lowest cobblestone crafted streets of Kirigakure. Being efficient as both a shinobi and the leader of Mist, Hyobe willed his creations to speak with the girl, who would easily notice that they had been similar in visage to the Mizukage.

"Step forward towards the pavilion," the first commanded her. Of course she would not obey a direct order for her Lord, who himself had been standing where she had been told to venture. The other, who seemed to possess a tangent personality that lay latent in the Mizukage, expressed himself in a manner totally different than its kin.

"I wish to test your ability with Suiton; perhaps I could learn something from one of my own shinobi."

Then, just as quickly as they had appeared before the girl, they returned to the wafting state.

 

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Suiton: Keibi Amatsu no Jutsu (Water Release: Imperial Guard Technique)
Rank: B rank
Skill: Ninjutsu, Defensive
Effect: Creates a small area of water around a body part that defends against incoming attacks.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: Is not a strong defense, and as such is only capable of guarding against C rank abilities or lower.
Description: The user performs the handseals, which then covers the entire skin surface with chakra. When the user registers an incoming attack, they then focus that chakra at that spot where the attack comes in and creates a small wall of water, at maximum six inches thick, that dissipates after being hit. The chakra over the skin only lasts for three turns, at which point the hand seals must be re-performed. If the user has the Ice Release and the ability to create ice, they can also immediately freeze the ability.
Limit: Water Release. Must have the ability to create water. If the user wants to freeze the water, they must have the ice release as well as the ability to create ice.

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As April witnessed the many pairs of eyes that were fixated upon her, she naturally went into a state of intense stress; the chakra that she had used to summon up a dragon of considerable size was still pulsating about the surface of her shell, active and seeking some further purpose; the spiritual body had been exercised, and despite its labored breathing, figurative adrenaline still surged through it. April's energies were running at a higher capacity than she usually permitted herself.

Exacerbated by her social anxiety, her chakra was flooding outwards in a warding fashion. Even in spirit form, however, April's energy was not aggressive. It intangibly brushed with a gentleness against the air, though it still held an aspect of sternness, like an invisible hand telling all those about to halt with a open palm. Exactly how it would manifest if something encroached upon Sachiko's personal space was currently unclear, but it might have been rather violent.

"Sachi... that is Mizukage-sama himself..." Minoru whispered in warning, which, through everything else, set the girl's teeth on edge. "I know, Dad!" She hissed back, amazed by her own bravery, but it was her upon the stage for once. She gulped, and almost imagined for a second that the gentle mists betwixt her and the revered being that was her village leader was shifting and changing, as though about to attack her! But... surely not?

In her peripheral vision, Sachiko saw her father reach out a hand for her shoulder, but she did not want him forcing himself upon her and ruining her one moment of recognition. In some deep, dark place, she was actually enraptured by the way everybody was staring at her, especially the frightening visage of Hyobe-sama. As such, she made the motion in her mind to brush his hand away without even looking towards him.

For a long moment, she thought that was exactly what she had done, though eventually she realized her right arm was still by her side. Her brow furrowed the tiniest increment; when she looked up at her father, she saw that his hand was being blocked by a pressurized frame of water. Sachiko was shocked at her own ability; on instinct, she had compressed the water in the air upon that relatively small point to prevent her father from touching her. Her red eyes found his own dark brown. She knew not what that emotion on his face was. Something close to... fear? Apprehension?

April knew not what the consequences of her actions would be, but presently the fog did condense about her, formulating perfect reflections of the Kage that seemed to haze about the edges slightly. In a panic, April recoiled and lowered her stance, but the clones made no move to touch her. Could they touch her? They looked somehow intangible. "Step forward towards the pavilion," One ordered, causing Sachiko to gasp slightly and look with frightened eyes back to where the original copy stood. Then, from her right: "I wish to test your ability with Suiton; perhaps I could learn something from one of my own shinobi."

"M-... me?" Her voice whispered tremulously, but there was no mistake. The dragon had been... startling, to say the least. Oh, but Mizukage-sama would expect that she could do so much more now, and she had already exhausted her most impressive jutsu!

As though heading for the gallows, she respectfully drew back her hoodie and approached where the Mizukage stood through the divide everyone had naturally created for her, her head lowered shyly. When she stood before him she dared look upward, but only for a second before her head again dropped low, her eyes seeking refuge behind her overlong bangs of contrasting color.

"M-Mizukage-sama..." She addressed him, bowing rather low. Her chakra was still stirring about her, almost an independent entity, guarding its mother with a watchful eye...

[⌈R O K A⌋]

QUIT BLEEDING NEEDLESSLY YOU'RE EMBARRASSING YOURSELF.

roka tsukiko Usually, when he was outside and confined to the village (which was the case at all times, save for possible missions), Roka was not alone. And this time would serve no different. The elderly white haired Okarin was enjoying a walk with his son. It was a term that Okarin endearingly called the young shinobi, though he never understood why. He'd long since known that his parents were an entire ocean away. There was no blood between the two. It was for that reason, he never identified Okarin as anything but Okarin. A senile old man, likely whom somehow managed to mistake his real son for Roka. Still, he chose not to question it. Okarin suddenly stopped. Roka, whom had been so engrossed in thought, was pulled back. Originally unsure as why, it became painfully obvious -- how had he missed that? A girl, likely just a big younger than he was, had conjured up quite the little scene. It was one thing to be training with another with the use of ninjutsu -- it was an entirely different thing all together to be using ninjutsu in such a public area such as this one. Though... there were quite a lot of people around... weren't there? A subconscious effort caused Roka to hide his eyes, this earning a bit of a raised, but hidden, brow from Okarin. "Oh... would you look at that," he said, gazing off into the distance. His voice, raspy, only further proved his old age, at fifty-seven years. Yet, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, managing to pinpoint the Mizukage amidst this chaos. "Looks like Mizukage-sama is doing a bit o' public sparring." That girl had to have a lot of gall, or the worst luck imaginable, Roka thought. Roka decided to get up closer, just making it in time to hear the clones' words to the girl. "Step forward towards the pavilion," one said to her. The other clone added on, "I wish to test your ability with Suiton; perhaps I could learn something from one of my own shinobi." Was this perhaps an open invitation? Glancing over towards Okarin, as if asking permission. Okarin confirmed that it was an open training session, nodding his head in approval. Of course, he added, "Do not for a second think it will be overlooked for causing serious injury." This seemed to get an annoyed reaction from Roka. Be it from that it was a given, or that he was generally hopeful. There was, perhaps only one, sole person that Roka would ever give the time of day and listen to, no matter the situation at hand. And that man was Okarin. In truth, he'd listen to Okarin before the Mizukage. Per usual, the white haired shinobi stepped into the little "gathering" of a sort to join in on the fun without the use of any shinobi sandals. He was barefoot, disliking foot wear due to the restrictions they imposed upon his feet. There were obvious scarring around his finger and toes, from where they'd been cut off time and time again, only to grow back. A scraggy and torn black top covered his skin with white shorts that weren't in much better condition. As things were, his hair still covered his eyes. For now, he remained silent. What was he to do after all? Things hadn't gotten started. How dull. Tagged Atlas Air

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Acrobatic Throw
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu/Supplementary
Effect: User compensates skill for awkward attack positions such as hanging upside down from a branch, sliding down a slow or dropping from a balcony.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Normally a Throwing Specialist must have solid footing on the ground in order to throw proficiently. The Throwing Specialist is only able to throw at 1/3rd of their normal proficiency. With this technique the user is able to throw at awkward positions. They are able to throw upside down from a branch, sliding down a slope, jumping and falling, or even rolling on the floor. With this technique the user may throw at 1/2 their proficiency . When the user learns Throw on the Run they are able to throw at 2/3rd of their proficiency.
Limit: Must be a Throwing Specialist. Must know Precise Shot.

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Studying the girl as she had realized that it had indeed been her who'd been summoned by the Lord of Mist, Hyobe noted how effortlessly she willed the element of water around her. Could it be that she was a prodigy ninjutsu master at such a young age? The muscular man took his eyes off of her and looked back at her father and thought that perhaps he could have trained his daughter to this special peak of shinobi-iri; either way, it impressed and surprised the Mizukage that April was capable of creating a massive serpent from just the loose vapors of the village. Returning his gaze to her, he noticed her temperament change but minutely as she removed her hood and still tried to cover her face by obscuring it with shadows and hanging mists. Once she finally stepped into the square, he would move back by four meters to place space between her and himself. 

"Have you mastered Suiton, kunoichi?" the leader inquired, anxious to see how well-off his militia men and women had been in the arts of mind, body and spirit. The final Oboro clone that had not been dispelled by Hyobe lingered in the arena a while longer and then was whisked away as a breeze came across the risen platform. Seeing how well his young genin flourished at the art of Water Manipulation made him yearn to possess a zeal for ninjutsu. Aside from being a master of taijutsu, he could still use chakra-related releases to subdue threats to his village.  Wanting to allow April to take the helm of summoning massive creations of water, the Mizukage opted for another technique to try on the girl. During the entire time that she had moved toward the center square, he watched her control water like it was her breath. He realized, soon, that a layer of water had been implemented, perhaps lying just underneath the epidermis of the girl, in order to protect her. This nigh automatic water defense amused Hyobe, and now he wondered if it could withstand a pebble thrown at a high speed. Stamping his heavy and strong foot, the man caused a piece of the arena to break apart and land in his hand; it was through Doton manipulation that he managed to chisel the chunk of earth down into a smooth and round pebble. Surely, at this point, April had at least some inkling as to what he was thinking or about to do.

Yet somehow he felt that she wouldn't know exactly what he would do. Smiling beneath his obscuring facial cloths, the Lord of Mist leapt in the air with minimal difficulty. His legs had been strong; even then, chakra was used to propel him high into the sky at five meters. During the time that he had been airborne, he would twist his torso to the left crudely before spinning back to the right, all the while whipping his entire body into a spinning top. Those beneath him who had the impressive doujutsu to pierce the opaqueness of the mists would see him spinning fluidly in the air while descending. From this feat, he hadn't gotten dizzy nor lost the direction wherein stood the girl known as Sachi. His right arm lifted and its wrist flicked sharply toward her as the small pebble whizzed through the sky. With an already strong musculature, it did not take the stone long at all to reach April; yet he had felt unwavering-ly confident that this girl possessed the wit to move if she had to. If not, then her reflexive layer of aqua-dermis should kick in, like Hyobe expected, and cast away the pebble as it had done with the hand of her father. Utilizing the Nagewaza while following the fundamental procedures of stance and throwing mechanics enabled Hyobe the benefit of actually being close to landing a blow. The acrobatic throw that he had just performed reminded him of a Kaguyan dance from the amount of times he had spun around with that small time-frame of seconds.

In the meantime, while the pebble advanced toward Sachi, another person advanced to the pavilion. It had been a boy around the green-haired girl's age; he had snow-white hair and tattered clothing on. A man not built on judging his neighbor, Hyobe introduced himself to the boy who may have been just a villager looking to learn a thing or two. "Hail."

With himself near an edge, and the two younger people standing on the same side, Hyobe thought of initiating a quick spar, yet quickly held himself from such activity as it would do nothing more than cause his warmongering blood to rise. 

[KoKoKo]

April +20

James acrobatic throw is learned

The mist clone technique training is void and you cannot use it again. You can only train one technique at a time. You need to be graded inbetween

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Suiton: Keibi Amatsu no Jutsu (Water Release: Imperial Guard Technique)
Rank: B rank
Skill: Ninjutsu, Defensive
Effect: Creates a small area of water around a body part that defends against incoming attacks.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: Is not a strong defense, and as such is only capable of guarding against C rank abilities or lower.
Description: The user performs the handseals, which then covers the entire skin surface with chakra. When the user registers an incoming attack, they then focus that chakra at that spot where the attack comes in and creates a small wall of water, at maximum six inches thick, that dissipates after being hit. The chakra over the skin only lasts for three turns, at which point the hand seals must be re-performed. If the user has the Ice Release and the ability to create ice, they can also immediately freeze the ability.
Limit: Water Release. Must have the ability to create water. If the user wants to freeze the water, they must have the ice release as well as the ability to create ice.

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"Have you mastered Suiton, kunoichi?" The Mizukage inquired. Sachiko's eyes darted about the ground, seeking some refuge. What had she gotten herself into? "U-um... that depends on your... definition, M-Mizukage-sama. B-but... no, I doubt it," She replied, gulping. To someone of less esteem, she might have had more confidence in her abilities, but before the village leader himself, whom had ranks of Jounin at his disposal, how could she claim to be a master? No, she was merely a disciple.

She thought this, and yet her nervousness was taking pseudo-physical manifest about her; chakra lathered her skin, covering her in a defensive layer that was braced to intercept anything that dared approach its master. April was performing this technique almost unconsciously, though she was aware of it. At the time, it was not a tangible armor, but thanks to her ability to summon water from the air - especially in such a damp environment - it might as well have been.

This energy regarded the Mizukage with a cautious eye, even if April's own were still on the ground. They only moved up when she heard the stamping of a foot and the cracking of earth. What she saw was Lord Hyobe with a chunk of rock in hand, and with the fierce mien of intention to use it. The girl's breathing quickened; her eyes widened. With the suspicion of danger, her chakra concentrated about her, ready for the slightest intrusion. 

April watched as the Kage leaped high into the air, instinctively trying to trace his movements and find the source of some attack, which she thought might be incoming. She saw it; the tiny moment when the Mizukage leased the small projectile from his hand. April made a slight whimpering noise, but a small voice inside told her to trust.

With the little whimper, she raised her left hand towards the oncoming rock, this time concentrating on the feeling of her aqua energies congregating upon that single point... though it had been a largely unconscious process, difficult to meditate upon. The girl panicked, but when the rock was about to impact her palm the intangible armor hardened, drawing water from the very air in her defense.

In front of April's hand, the pebble was cushioned by a layer of water, thick as it need be, decelerating the projectile's progress till it came to a standstill. Once April judged that she was no longer in danger, her lack of panic caused the water to disperse and drop the rock to the ground, along with streaks of water that created a splashing upon the already damp earth. Having done this, Sachiko did not look particularly impressed with herself, merely glad to be unhurt. Her unused arm went up behind her head; she gulped, and continued breathing with a little labor.

The Mizukage was no longer looking her way, however, instead addressing somebody to April's right. She turned, and saw a shabby-looking white-haired boy standing a few meters beside her. The girl frowned a little. He looked as though he might have been homeless. She opted not to speak a word to him, instead turning back to the Mizukage, expecting that maybe he would attack her again.

[N A T S U M I]

+7 (+14 due to that 2x)
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[⌈R O K A⌋]

QUIT BLEEDING NEEDLESSLY YOU'RE EMBARRASSING YOURSELF.

roka tsukiko Roka felt the eyes that fell upon him. Obviously, his tattered clothing and lack of footwear gave him an appearance of a less-than-distinguished individual. What a joke. Choosing to let his hair remain over his eyes, he addressed the Mizukage, a polite, but reluctant bow. It was forced on him by Okarin. He had asked him about that; why he was to be treated any differently than a villager or shinobi alike. Okarin once gave a simple definition to Roka, in terms that the boy'd understand. "The Mizukage is a title of power -- all people respect power. Be it out of fear, admiration. You yourself want to become powerful, don't you? Then acknowledge that power." "Hello, Mizukage," Roka simply said, neglecting the honorific of "sama" at the end. It wasn't intentional, but honorifics in his eyes were useless. Okarin had tried drilling that into the boy's head, but to no avail. In the crowd, the veteran Chuunin face palmed himself. With that, the boy stood to his feet. "There's no qualms about any shinobi of the village to join in, regardless of rank or title -- correct?" Roka looked towards April's direction, though his hair still hid his eyes. He managed to get a faint glimpse of the deflection of the girl's seemingly automatic liquid shield "...Your use of suiton no jutsu..." he started to say, his voice monotone. "...is impressive." Tagged Theme

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Uncanny Alertness
Rank: "C"
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: User's research into Chakra and the nature of reality has given the user heightened senses.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: This technique gives the user an additional +5 bonus on Observation and Sense Motive, and the use gains a +2 bonus on Saves against Sleep and Charm effects.
Limit: Must learn from Universal Miscellaneous.

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Finding the exquisite nature of April's defense something to take appraisal to, the Kaguya war-prince absorbed the notion that the release of Suiton had been indeed something almost impossible to wholly master. His shinobi, he had been proud of them. The girl had been only a genin---a timid one, it seemed to the Water Shadow---and she displayed such a innate ability to will water that it seemed hereditary. The man, before he had addressed the approaching other Genin, cast his gaze to April's father who stood amongst the crowd. Had this man trained his daughter to this level of Suiton? Or perhaps, it was he who instilled it into her, and the girl alone the one to dare obtain an understanding over the complex release. The way the water moved in tandem with the girl; and understanding the area that the Hidden Village was nestled in, he knew all too well at what readiness the element of water was, being present in the form of wispy vapors. He was attuned to the village around him, as that was his role as the Mizukage: to shadow out, almost as unto water, and embrace the stones that filled the watery void, in some hope that a Great Nation could be erected in the heart of swampy Thales. 

Hyobe had been alerted of the approach of Roka from having heard the gasps from the crowd. Villagers had been appalled to see such a boy approach the reigning Shadow of the nation in his ruinous attire. Whispers were cast and faded away into the thick mists as the deep blue eyes of Hyobe settled onto the teenager. Taking no offense as to how Roka had addressed him, he waved his hand as if to clear the mist in between them. He would lift his chin to the white-haired youth, and produce a "Correct." as the inquiry fell into his ears. Hyobe now assumed that the boy was actually a ninja of Mist despite his attire. Since the question had been asked, it quickly came to his realizing that the teen had been a low-ninja. 

Noticing that the two seemed to be the optimal opponents for one another, Hyobe issued a challenge. He lifted his hand and commanded the attention of everyone within range of his voice. Chatter ceased and the square grew still, waiting for the words of the veiled -kage. "Sachiko-chan, would you mind demonstrating your aquatic abilities against Roka's own advances?" He knew that this would draw the spotlight to April, the girl who had already been shy even though she had been encompassed by mists. Had the girl declined, and would have instead chosen to remain frigid in the limelight, then he would not become bothered by her reluctance. 

At insane speeds, the Dragon ANBU member appeared before Hyobe, immediately at his knee. He whispered words to the Shadow and both had to pardon themselves from the pavilion. For a while, the Mizukage would be unable to converse and train with his military. At least he hoped they would stick to the work and gain a bond in doing so.

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opting out of iic, so feel free to skip me whenever necessary. i will post if possible in proceeding rounds.

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Suiton: Keibi Amatsu no Jutsu (Water Release: Imperial Guard Technique)
Rank: B rank
Skill: Ninjutsu, Defensive
Effect: Creates a small area of water around a body part that defends against incoming attacks.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: Is not a strong defense, and as such is only capable of guarding against C rank abilities or lower.
Description: The user performs the handseals, which then covers the entire skin surface with chakra. When the user registers an incoming attack, they then focus that chakra at that spot where the attack comes in and creates a small wall of water, at maximum six inches thick, that dissipates after being hit. The chakra over the skin only lasts for three turns, at which point the hand seals must be re-performed. If the user has the Ice Release and the ability to create ice, they can also immediately freeze the ability.
Limit: Water Release. Must have the ability to create water. If the user wants to freeze the water, they must have the ice release as well as the ability to create ice.

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"There's no qualms about any shinobi of the village to join in, regardless of rank or title, correct?" Inquired the white-haired boy, which made April wonder exactly what he thought she must be, if not a lowly Genin. "Correct," Replied the village leader flatly. Some small, non-evident portion of Sachiko was disappointed that this boy was being allowed to intrude. The girl's eyes had lowered, but they rose once again when the Mizukage spoke her true name. 

"Sachiko-chan, would you mind demonstrating your aquatic abilities against Roka's own advances?" He inquired. Sachiko had not expected this development. Her eyes widened a little before she looked over at the boy of entirely unknown quantity. She had been fairly confident that the Mizukage would not attempt to injure one of his own - at least not seriously - but this enigmatic, disturbing male, whose eyes she could not even see? He spoke of a certain malevolence, and it vaguely frightened the girl. Still, she could hardly refuse her Lord Kage.

Daring to be rude for just an instant, she glanced back at her father, who was standing at the edge of the assembly without expression, though, being his daughter, Sachiko could detect vague signs of wonderment and incomprehension, as though she did not deserve to be raised upon this pedestal at all! Without an evident shift in mood but an undercurrent of fierce determination, the Tamura girl turned back to the Mizukage and bowed. "Sumimasen, Mizukage-sama, but if it is not too much trouble, would you mind referring to me as 'April', instead," She asked of him politely. "I would be very grateful."

Were Hyboe Kaguya a figure of any less esteem she would have been intensely ungrateful that he had spoken her true name with the crowd listening, but in her lowliness she had no foundation to place her indignation upon. She turned to the boy, who was apparently known as Roka, and bowed in turn. "I will fight him," She announced, swiping a hand across her forehead to clear her crimson vision of emerald locks. The stance she assumed was rudimentary, with both arms raised vaguely in front of her chest, but she was not a hand-to-hand combatant and had little use for a proper fighting posture anyway.

What she did have use for was her chakra. It had only been a few months since April had first dipped her arm into a park fountain and found she could draw water right from it; in that time, she had found a welcome friend in the water element, a fellow that reflected her own qualities right back at her - both figuratively and literally. It was a calm, graceful element, at its core. It did what was needed of it - what it was summoned to do - nothing more. It did not catch, like flame; rupture, like earth; travel of its own accord, like lightning.

But that did not mean it was not powerful. Invisible to the naked eye was an aura around Sachiko that still held, protecting her from harm in this circumstance that - if the girl let her mind absorb her surroundings for even a second - was more nerve-wracking an experience than she thought she had ever endured. A multitude of people were watching her - including her father, - and they were expecting her to perform. They were expecting her practice - most of it isolated, her father's teachings in fact assisting her very little - to have paid off.

But as mentioned, water was a dependable element, and Sachiko was - despite her low self-esteem - a rather proficient wielder of it. The chakra coating was like a thick hide, and as the girl concentrated, bringing it into further focus - fully accepting its presence for the first time - the moisture about her feet began to gather, sliding up over her and framing the lower portions of her body in a literal, protective layer.

As she concentrated, she was able to congeal moisture from the air as well - droplets, at first, but they gathered in little streams and began to float about her form, especially about her limbs, though her head was left clear. Sachiko glanced about at her own limbs, seeing the shape of the shell that had before been imperceptible to the eye gain a semblance of physical form. She could feel its relative shakiness - as though it could be shattered if she grew too nervous - and as such, breathed out as she looked up to contemplate her opponent, whose oculi she still could not quite make out.

But it seemed as though, somehow, the boy could perceive her. "...Your use of suiton no jutsu..." He said in a low tone, "...is impressive."

"Th-... thank you," She replied courteously. The girl was used to receiving compliments; how well-behaved she was from adults, or perhaps how 'cute' she was from neighborhood boys. Very little affected her; as though she were constantly wearing a protective aura, the 'positive' words were halted before they impacted the girl, and slid right off her shell. But this? To be complimented on her military prowess? Especially by a boy so seemingly impassive and mysterious? That was... novel.

She had thanked him, and she had meant it.

[⌈R O K A⌋]

Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu/TaiJutsu
Effect: A Jutsu that allows a user to rush forward in almost instantaneous speed. Used to draw the user close to the opponent.
Special: ---
Drawback: May use 3 times a day. May perform 1 more each time learned. Passing amount renders the user's legs immobile due to severe pain. Unable to perform again unless gained medical treatment. Must move through an opening. Unable to maneuver around obstructing objects. Can't attack while performing any Shunshin or Variation.
Description: User is able to move forward in a straight line along the ground in almost instantaneous untraceable speed while temporarily masking the user's movements within 10 meters. A puff of smoke is occasionally used to disguise the user's movements. It is accomplished by focusing the user's chi along the ankles and foot. User mostly moves just with their ankles and feet. Jutsu takes up no movements. User may only use this Jutsu half of the movements may allow in a single round while rounding down. Example: User has 5 movements, user is able to perform Jutsu 2 times per round.
Limit: Universal NinJutsu or Universal TaiJutsu.
Training Points: 0 | 20

Roka was delighted to hear his entry was welcomed from the Mizukage himself; though he no made no attempt to express it, simply standing still for the most part. His expression had looked over to April, nodding his head in confirmation at the Mizukage's permission. "Sachiko-chan, would you mind demonstrating your aquatic abilities against Roka's own advances?" the Mizukage asked of the girl. Part of him felt disappointed, but at the same time... as much as it irritated him, he knew he was no match for the Mizukage. Besides, she would make for a decent enough opponent, he thought. "Sumimasen, Mizukage-sama, but if it is not too much trouble, would you mind referring to me as 'April', instead."

Ah, so "Sachiko" wish to be addressed as "April", was it? It was safe to assume that if she was to make the request of the Mizukage himself, then she strongly desired to be addressed by that name. Which, naturally only meant one thing for Roka to identify the girl by...

"Well then..." Roka began to say, letting that power identified as chakra surge through his body. Serving as it's guide, he began to build up towards the soles of his feet. Raw power flowed through his body now, having a goal in sight. Reminiscent of how water in a stream always flows to lower ground, so too did the chakra at his request. This build up was indeed fairly impressive, and to any experienced chakra sensor, they'd notice just how much chakra was built up near at around his feet. Obviously, Roka was planning on a major bump in speed through doing this.

Roka took a simple step forward as he cracked his left index finger, his hair briefly brushed out of his eyes in that single instance, showcasing his blood red irises in that brief second... as well as the sclera tainted with the darkness of night itself. "The whites of ones eyes". A phrase like that did not apply for Roka. For his eyes were darker than that of the dreariest night itself. But... in that same instant that April possibly took notice of the eyes that voided his opinion of himself as a human, he was gone.

"Let's start, 'Sachiko'."

Roka had propelled himself forward with the assistance of the chakra that he had guided to his feet. A simple enough process in thought, and it was for that reason that Roka decided to try it now. In truth, he'd put in too much chakra, but he'd be careful not to the next time. He'd left no trail of smoke in his wake, though that was out of mere choice. Roka had intentionally placed himself directly behind April, standing opposite of where her her most recent use of Keibi Amatsu.

In truth, it wasn't that Roka disliked the girl to disrespect her. And though it was possible she could have thought that he hadn't heard her tell that the Mizukage, it was something that was easily written off. If either of them was to improve, however... the fact remained that at least one of them would need to be going on the offensive to do so. This training session would not be possible if both were passive, and it would not be beneficial if both were too aggressive. For that reason in mind, Roka simply gave reason April to not just spar with him...

...but to fight him.

[Nekomata Minh]

James, Congrats! You have now learned that jutsu! (such cheesiness +20)

+20 to April well done

Yay! Roka has learned a jutsu! +20 as well.

[Komusō]

Infuse Truth [00 | 60]

Lee had heard the rumour spreading through the village the Mizukage was sparring with budding young Genin. It was certainly an interesting rumour, one that prompted Miss Hyo-Ri to consider the what her course of action would be should she ever find herself in a battle against the Mizukage. Unfortunately, she was drawing a blank on what his abilities were the same could be said about a lot of the villages’ Genin so it occurred to the young lady that attending these fights could be quite useful Lee would be able to assess their skill levels. From this information, she could potentially come up with a plan to work with them on future missions. On the other hand, she could be pitted against them in a Chunin exam.

It had also occurred to Lee that attending the area and not participating in any form of training would be a waste she would have the opportunity to see many powerful fights employing unique techniques that she herself probably had never seen. This was valuable resource and could perhaps help her with her own training, a third party perspective could be what she needed to help better her combat skill. Unlike many of the ninjas in the village Lee’s whole combat arsenal revolved around Genjutsu, as such it had come to her attention that she was all but powerless against select enemies: golems, the undead and vermin just to name a few.

As such, it made sense to try to plug this gap with some form of technique that allowed her to deal with these types of enemies, whether it be an arthropod or a vampire. Of course, both of these situations were quite difficult to replicate, which is what she would need to do in order to practise her technique of changing the flow of her Genjutsu so that it could affect immune creatures. An alternate solution could be used however, the construct class held immunity on account of them being mindless, as such a clay golem or rock golem seemed to be a readily available alternative all she needed was the assistance of someone at the arena to get started.

Upon arriving at the training ground Lee could hear the clashing of metal, the air was thick with sweet. Apparently watching their Kage engage in combat had driven the villagers into a frenzy, many of them felt inspired to take up arms and train. Lee did not want to miss out on this opportunity, so her fore-planning had come in handy, she had only to find a willing Ninjutsu user to conjure her a golem to practise on. Due to her good looks and charm it wasn’t long before Lee found a young man who was extremely grateful to be given the chance to train with her, in an attempt to show off his skills he created a large golem made from solid rock. Lee was impressed with his creation and thanked him with a kiss on the cheek.

It had already occurred to Lee that only select techniques could be used against a creature of limited intelligence, after all they might not be smart enough to comprehend more advanced techniques, or express themselves. As such, techniques like Solipsism would have been completely worthless, the same could be said for friend to foe as there were no other golems in the area for the construction to attack. Instead, Lee decided to start off with a very low level technique and work her way up, Entice Gift. Weaving her chakra in a special way should have allowed it to take hold on the golem despite its lack of a mind, if the technique was a success a nearby rock would have become the object of the golems desires, it would feel the overwhelming desire to walk over and pick it up.

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Infuse Truth
Rank: "B"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: User can cause their Illusion Jutsus to affect undead and other creatures normally immune to them.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User can cause their Illusion Jutsus to affect undead and other creatures normally immune to them. A truth-infused Jutsu loses its mind-affecting descriptor, assuming it has one. A truth-infused Jutsu increases the amount of handseals by 1 rank to perform that Jutsu.
Limit: Universal GenJutsu Technique. Must know the Perception performed.

Entice Gift (Utility)
Rank: "C"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: The user enchants a creature so that it feels suddenly compelled to give them what it is holding when they perform the Jutsu.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: A Mind-Affecting Technique. Affects 1 creature. 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 round. This technique may be negated. On the creature's next round, it moves as close to the user as it can get in a single round and offers them the object. This Jutsu allows the user to act out of turn and accept the "gift" if the creature reaches there to hand the user the object (assuming they have a free-hand and can carry the object). The subject defends itself normally and acts however it wishes on subsequent rounds, including attempting to get the object back if desired. If the subject is prevented from doing as the Jutsu compels, the Jutsu is wasted. For example, if the subject is paralyzed and cannot move or drop the item, nothing happens.
Limit: Must know the Enchantment Perception.

[⌈R O K A⌋]

Raiton • Raikou Yama No Jutsu [Lightning Release • Lightning Bullet
Rank: D-Ranked
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The users fingertips begin to glow a light blue as they fire off lightning bolts from the fingertips.
Special: Tiger, Serpent, Dragon
Drawback: After being used multiple times they begin to numb the user’s finger making it very difficult to use weapon’s such as Bows, Swords, or even Kunai. Can be trained multiple times to increase the amount of times that it is capable of using without making finger’s numb
Description: Once the user has performed the required handseals the user will outstretch his hands and his fingers. Chakra will be rapidly gathered their and suddenly each finger will begin to emit electricity. The user will then move their hands back and fling them forward releasing the Lightning Bullets at the opponent. The Bullet’s look like small marble-sized balls of lightning with is giving off a constant discharge. The balls travel as fast as a person can throw a kunai or shuriken.
Limit: Lightning Release
Training Points: 0 | 10

Having grown bored of the girl, Roka sighed. Out in the distance, however, the young man spotted a most interesting sight -- a girl, no taller than 5'7" at the most, was training with another individual. Or rather, against a golem of some type. He assumed that it was training given the lax nature that was going on. However, Roka had been most eager to obtain some degree of training. He wouldn't simply be ignored. Ninjutsu wasn't his favorite style, but it would certainly be enough to allow him to draw some degree of attention.

His hair falling back to cover the blacks of his eyes, Roka weaved a small set of seals. Concentrating the rapid-paced nature of his lightning chakra towards his finger tips, he positioned his arms straight ahead, aiming for the golem, and, to a lesser extent, the girl herself to obtain her attention. He only planned on only shooting, at the most, three "bullets" in the girl's direction. He spaced his fingers away from another, as the closer they were to another, the more likely he was to strike himself rather than the targets. Which obviously wouldn't do him much good.

Each finger was positioned to maximize the aiming. His left middle finger, ring finger, and pinky were closer aligned to another to allow shots to be fired in the girls direction. Meanwhile, the remaining fingers were all spread out to strike the golem and gain it's attention. Of course, he wasn't going to try to deliberately strike the girl. Rather, the bullet his middle was charging was aimed to strike behind the girl, with the ambition of half a meter behind her. His pinky finger would shoot in front of her, with the same goal of half a meter in front of her. Finally, his ring finger's would shoot with the intent to be one meter and a half above her. Should she choose to move in front of either of these, it'd be her fault; not his.

When the bright blue bullets manifested upon his digits after responding to his chakra, Roka in a stoic manner felt satisfied, before shooting off the bullets towards both the girl and golem alike after pushing his arms back, reminiscent of one shooting off a gun. Of course he was no marksman. The bullet that supposed to be shot behind Lee ended up making course to graze her back if she made no intention to move, and the bullet that was intended to be in front of her ended up becoming a meter off of his original destination.

[Nekomata Minh]

+20 to Lee Hyo-Ri
+10/Learned to Roka

[Komusō]

Infuse Truth [20 | 60]

Wave after wave of chakra collided with the golem’s thick body, although the effects were not visible to the naked eye Lee could tell that she was making contact. The first step in any Genjutsu was to insert your own chakra into the body, a task that was relatively easy to perform on a human the chakra would simply sink into their pores. A golem however was a different matter, perhaps if Lee had been a skilled earth user the technique would have been easier for her. Unfortunately, she was not in fact she had never used a rock-based technique in her life. As such, she was having some difficulty permeating the dense rock.

After seven or eight waves of chakra had collided with the construction, Lee was finally able to infiltrate its internal structure, her chakra gathering in the centre of the golem. She needed to think of a way to influence its decision-making, unlike a vampire, the golem possessed no functioning mind, actually, it did not possess a mind at all at least a creature like a zombie would have a brain to work with. It occurred to Lee that she had to create an artificial brain for the creature, perhaps this was why the technique possessed the B rank rating, it wasn’t as simple as adding an extra seal to the technique or slightly more chakra.

With a flick of her hand, the chakra inside the rock began to pulsate, swirling out and down to the extremities of the golem. In her mind covering the golem with her own chakra could very well be the secret to the technique, after all the ninja who summoned the construction had to feed it instructions via chakra, if she was able to disrupt this flow then perhaps she could reprogram it. She would be in effect giving the creation a new instruction. After covering, every inch of it in her chakra Lee set about implanting her new command.

Of course, she wanted the golem to become obsessed with a nearby stone, so she went about using the technique as she would on a human. Alas, this proved to be ineffective, the internal workings of a human were certainly different to that of a golem, so perhaps it was simply a case of them being coded differently, normally the technique would be targeted at a human brain so the technique had been set up in a different way. Lee liked the coding analogy she simply needed to use a different language to get the same end result, something that the golem could understand.

Pausing for a brief moment, Lee considered how the owner of the golem transmitted instructions to it. From what she could see the owner made no audible command, nor did he make any visual cues such as pointing his finger. The only logical explanation was that the owner was transmitting a message via chakra. Just as she was about to speak to the young man, and ask how the golem received its instructions she was struck by what felt like a bee sting. Swinging round Lee scanned the area to see the culprit no doubt a stray attack that had unintentionally struck her.

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Infuse Truth
Rank: "B"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: User can cause their Illusion Jutsus to affect undead and other creatures normally immune to them.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User can cause their Illusion Jutsus to affect undead and other creatures normally immune to them. A truth-infused Jutsu loses its mind-affecting descriptor, assuming it has one. A truth-infused Jutsu increases the amount of handseals by 1 rank to perform that Jutsu.
Limit: Universal GenJutsu Technique. Must know the Perception performed.

Entice Gift (Utility)
Rank: "C"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: The user enchants a creature so that it feels suddenly compelled to give them what it is holding when they perform the Jutsu.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: A Mind-Affecting Technique. Affects 1 creature. 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 round. This technique may be negated. On the creature's next round, it moves as close to the user as it can get in a single round and offers them the object. This Jutsu allows the user to act out of turn and accept the "gift" if the creature reaches there to hand the user the object (assuming they have a free-hand and can carry the object). The subject defends itself normally and acts however it wishes on subsequent rounds, including attempting to get the object back if desired. If the subject is prevented from doing as the Jutsu compels, the Jutsu is wasted. For example, if the subject is paralyzed and cannot move or drop the item, nothing happens.
Limit: Must know the Enchantment Perception.

[⌈R O K A⌋]

Raiton: Raikou no Ken
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Allows the user the ability to send small jolts of electricity into the opponent with every hand-strike and arm block for three turns. Can be used in conjunction with most Taijutsu that deal with hand-strikes.
Special: Snake
Drawback: May backfire if user attacks a water clone or other water type barrier etc.
Description: User takes in a very deep breath and holds the snake handsign briefly while their chakra is diverted to their arms. With every punch or other hand strike, the user's chakra is sent out into the opponent's body in a small burst that is electrified. It doesn't cause paralysis immediately, but the strikes do accumulate and it adds to the power of each strike. Basically, you hit harder and you shock as well. A smaller shock is sent out whenever the user blocks an attack with their arms. It is significantly less severe, but it does cause discomfort to the opponent.
Limit: Lightning Release
Training Points: 0 | 20

Ah, good. So the girl had noticed Roka. That earned a faint smirk from the young man. Of course, he wasn't fond of wasting time. As Roka began exercising his hands to form the necessary seals for the technique, he thought back to the training he had with Okarin prior to this very moment for the Raikou no Ken technique. Perhaps he wouldn't be training too many technques, but he'd certainly be improving upon the ones he was already aware of.

"Alright now, Roka, listen up, and listen up good. Your greatest strengths lie in your speed and strength, so I'ma teach 'ya how to combine both with a technique that'll improve on it, 'ya hear?" Okarin told Roka, after the latter barely arriving at the training field. This only earned an annoyed sigh from the white haired lad. "Whatever, let's get to it then."

A faint cackle of a sort served as Okarin's response. "Well then, let's get to it." Okarin began by demonstrating the seals needed to the boy, which didn't take long for him to get down. "Now, watch, Roka. Watch close as the magic happens." Okarin quickly ran through the seals, before letting a visible aura of chakra visibly appear on his person. Or rather, it could be more accurately described as lightning gracefully dancing across his hands and arms. "To accomplish this, gotta' dig in real deep into that there chakra network o' yours and harness 'yer lightning chakra nature. Gotta' keep it acceleratin' at all times and keep it at the strongest around 'yer arms, 'ya got?"

Another obviously irritated sigh escaped Roka's breath. "Can you at least try to speak like a normal individual?" he muttered, going through the hand seals. As he did this, serving as the puppeteer to allow guide the flow of chakra towards his left and right arms and hands alike, he began speeding up the chakra within his body to allow the necessary vibration. In doing so, he'd have properly simulated the -

A strong strike to Roka's stomach disrupted his thinking, combined with a slight burning that brought him to his knees. "Standing around in focus isn't going to do 'ya too much in the heat of battle, Roka. Gotta' think on the go, and see everything with more than just 'yer eyes, boy. Else all I'm teaching you won't do 'ya a lick o' good, no siree!"

"God, I hate that man sometimes, but..." Roka thought, quickly charging over towards Lee after the successfully hand seals being done. "...he makes a point."

Allowing the chakra to flow through his body with each step he took, Roka found that it served more beneficial to allow that vibration and acceleration of chakra; being on the go seemed to stimulate it more, which in turn made lightning based ninjutsu easier for him to use. "Charging" so to speak, faint flickering of lightning appeared across his arms. Once the girl was within arms reach, he'd extend the palm of his hand out with the intent to strike the girl in her belly.

[Father 'Suke]

Lee - +20; 40|60
Roka - +20; learned