x2; Senshuing the Molotov [Training/Invite]

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Curse of Pain Eternal
Rank: "A"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This is a terrible and powerful Jutsu that strips the ability to heal damage.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects 1 living 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 50 minutes per class level. This technique may be negated. To enact this potent chakra, the user simply points at the intended victim after performing the needed handseals. Once hit, the victim can no longer heal wounds, either naturally or by Chakra methods; the wounds simply never close. Wounds do not continue to bleed, become infected, or cause additional damage over time. Poison, disease, infection from other wounds, ability damage, and drug addiction can be cured normally. Removing this Jutsu is possible with a Break Enchantment, and Dispel GenJutsu.
Limit: Must know the Enchantment Perception.

30/90

Kaius existed in silence, slumped on a sandstone wall, in a street almost void of civilians. The teen stood and blankly stared ahead as people passed by one after the other, though in his mind they were all absent, because as usual he was lost in thought; about a genjutsu he hadn't got the hang of yet. If it were just his lack of experience with the technique he wouldn't mind it as much though this was not the only thing that troubled the mind of this shinobi, this made clearly apparent as he raised his hand from his pocket for the world and himself to examine.

As he raised his hand he could feel the warmth of his own crimson life essence escape his wounds, oozing from all the tiny puncture wounds he had made on his hand earlier. They all collected together to form a single droplet in the sands below his feet. In some way Kaius had managed to take the effect of wounds never healing from this jutsu, evident by the fact his injuries hadn't even began to clot, though the bleeding effect still remained. Yes, this was his curse, and it was slowly killing him.

Though he was not to be bled dry one drop at a time, as this was his own chakra, he still had perfect control over it. This was simply a matter of trying to find out how this new genjutsu of his worked. He could always dispel it if he liked, though that would leave a foul taste in his mouth. The pain was also a grim reminder to keep himself focused despite whatever he may be doing. Speaking of which he had been expecting company for awhile now. The teen looked to his left, then his right.

There was only one person he knew who Kaius would be expected to wait for, Ryota. Though Kaius could never imagine the taller shinobi to seek him out, rather than the other way around. They had been summoned to train together by the higher ups, the same people who had also assigned them as partners. It was a compulsory thing, meant to strengthen there teamwork... or something like that. They couldn't have picked a worse time to force it upon them though.

He had other stuff to do, Kaius tried to remind himself as his wounds demanded his attention. For the time being he decided to focus on just that, so the little punctures in his skin could begin to heal already. For someone so adept in taijutsu, he was also gifted with great chakra control, the teen reminded and assured himself as he focused on the chakra he had cast the genjutsu with. Preventing wounds from healing was one thing, preventing them from bleeding was another.

So far he understood why these were different. To his understanding, or rather his assumption, it was enough to send chakra to an opponents brain with a command along the lines of 'stop healing' to prevent someone from healing. The brain would simply shut down any healing processes. Or at least this is what he figured; he did not know the exact science behind it. This would prevent the victim from being healed, the first stage of the technique.

Then there was the second stage of understanding the technique, his injuries reminded him. So far he had already attempted fueling the technique with more chakra though this seemed to have no effect, meaning the effect he desired would come from chakra control rather than simply using more power. To be expected from a genjutsu, the use of more energy is a trait found more frequently in ninjutsu. Though sometimes he wished genjutsu could be just that simple.

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Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: This variation, while less instinctive than the two-handed pluck, may offer a more performable plucking motion to some people. Also, while it will not stop a headbutt delivered simultaneously with the choke, it will prevent the headbutt given after a short delay.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Starting Position Passive or neutral stance. As the attacker chokes you, reach up with one hand to pluck the attacker's same side hand. At the same time, send your free hand up and under the other arm, delivering a palm strike to the chin or face. As you pluck, make a simultaneous uppercut to the attacker's chin. Tips Be aware that to deliver a palm strike, you will have to lower the punching-side shoulder to get it below the attacker's hand/arm. The body motion made by the combination of pluck and punch should help release pressure from your throat.
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Krav Maga. Must know Combatives in Level 1 - Yellow Belt.

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Today, Ryota wore white undershirt with grey polyester vest and jeans, with the garnish of a black tie. As ever he was standoffish and standoutish in his overly formal attire, but he thought it a point of discernment. How people could stand to wear such plainery as casual clothing, especially when it pretended at individuality with bright color. 

It was especially unusual because of the teen's environment this day, and furthermore, the place which he was descending further and further into. This was not only a poor district but a foul and sinister one, home to all sorts of criminals, as was evident by their skulking postures and furtive glances. As Ryota walked about, he competed fiercely with the locals as to whom could look the most socially unpleasant. Surprisingly, he lost most of these bouts.

So it was that eventually he came upon the designated block, where from a ways off he could see the beacon of familiarity that was Kaius, sitting atop a sandbrick wall. The street was mostly empty, but it was long. Ryota paused on the threshold of social interaction with a stare of ambiguous regard, right hand lazing about in its assigned pocket, before he removed this trace of nonchalance, stood as tall as his considerable height allowed him and moved forwards.

"Kai-" He had begun, raising a hand in greeting, before he heard a voice from behind him. It was not exactly eloquent, and certainly not in any way gentle. It was a grunt of "Oi!" That raised the alarm in Ryota's brain instantly. His narrow eyes hardly widened; he spun on one heel to observe the progenitor of the masculine grunt, and found himself faced with a slightly older, gaunt, raven-haired ruffian with a crude dagger in hand and a mean look on his face. "You! Gimme all your money, or you'll regret it!"

In that instant, Ryota found himself conflicted over his evaluation of this man's intelligence. On the one hand, yes, he did look a prolific target for a mugging, what with his clothes belonging to an echelon that the likes of this runt could only dream about belonging to, but on the other he was tall, relatively fit and a shinobi, though the green-haired boy supposed that his attacker was nescient of this fact, seeing as Ryota had left his telltale headband in his apartment.

His emerald eyes showed not a speck of amusement. "Pass," He replied quietly, and had the dagger brandished at him a little in what was probably meant as an intimidating display. Ryota lazily followed its gleaming point with his eyes, but it strayed too close to his flesh for just an instant. As such, he parried it with the outside of his left forearm, struck a quick punch at the man's chin - "Oof!" - and then gripped the flailing arm with his own, pinning his attacker's wrist against the nearest wall and slamming a hammer fist into the man's wrist, loosening the clutch on his weapon and causing him to drop it to the sand-strewn ground.

Ryota relinquished all clutches and stepped back to offer the fool a second chance, but he did not use it wisely; seeking vengeance, the mugger went directly to claw at Ryota's throat, but the boy was prepared. In a similar motion to before, he intercepted one arm with his own left, batting it aside and splitting the two armed clutching motion, before raising his right arm and striking up at the ruffian's knobbly chin with his open palm to disorient him further. 

This done, the Krav Maga practitioner gave his assailant no reprieve, using the same hand to claw at the black-haired male's face, finding purchase in his eye sockets and beneath the jaw. His other arm gripped again at his attacker's wrist. He then brought the man around and smashed him into the sandstone wall. Ryota heard the sound of breath leaving his attacker's body, though he made sure not to squish in the bastard's eyes. He did not, however, permit the man to open them easily. Ryota's own expression was ominous.

"You're lucky I don't kill you, whelp." He remarked, before stepping back from his clearly defeated opponent and dusting off his hands on his vest, simultaneously straightening his attire. Then he pushed up his glasses and raised his nose further toward heaven.

This entire exchange having happened over a period of seconds, Ryota then turned back to Kaius, and walked towards him a ways before stopping. "Friends of yours?" He asked with a sarcasm that was all in the context, for his tone made him sound utterly serious. "Or perhaps a relative." In the right light, the assailant looked like an older, uglier cousin to Kaius, perhaps. The defeated was skulking off into the shadows, tail between his legs, though Ryota noticed he had retrieved his dirk.

It was only then that the bespectacled martial artist noticed the tiny amounts of blood leaking from Kaius's hand. What the hell is that all about? "I didn't take you for a masochist," He satirically admitted, still with that perfectly even expression.[/div][/ul]

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Curse of Pain Eternal
Rank: "A"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This is a terrible and powerful Jutsu that strips the ability to heal damage.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects 1 living 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 50 minutes per class level. This technique may be negated. To enact this potent chakra, the user simply points at the intended victim after performing the needed handseals. Once hit, the victim can no longer heal wounds, either naturally or by Chakra methods; the wounds simply never close. Wounds do not continue to bleed, become infected, or cause additional damage over time. Poison, disease, infection from other wounds, ability damage, and drug addiction can be cured normally. Removing this Jutsu is possible with a Break Enchantment, and Dispel GenJutsu.
Limit: Must know the Enchantment Perception.

??/90

So if adding more chakra wasn't the answer, Kaius had to find a way to make effective use out of the energy he had already used. He pondered on the ways in which he could make this possible, the iching pain coming from his hand kept him somewhat focused; at least, focused enough so that he did not notice the short brawl between Ryota and the mugger. By the time it was over the teen had already formulated a few methods he could try out, when his trail of thought was disrupted by a familiar voice.

"Friends of yours?"

Kaius turned to face his partner, greeting him at first with an expressionless stare. Unbeknownst to whom he refered to the shinobi looked to the direction Ryota had came from. It did not take long for him to piece together what had happened, as one upset looking individual approached the two with reinforcements in tow. The genin couldn't help but squint disapprovingly at their actions. The word and mood, 'seriously?', written all over his face.

"Or perhaps a relative."

'Hah,' the teen turned to his companion and smirked, only now noticing the dirk he had with no doubt taken from the delinquent. He wasn't wrong either, he did consider them to be a family of sorts, though one he was admittedly not proud of. He felt a personal responsibility to keep them in order as best he could, which had proved a very difficult task. When the hoodlums were up to no good he had taken it upon himself to put them back in place, so he had also earned somewhat of a fearsome reputation amongst the criminals.

"I didn't take you for a masochist,"

That third remark earned Ryota a look of disapproval all on its own. Kaius puffed his cheek in mild annoyance then descended from his vantage point. He approached Ryota then turned to the other criminals, who were now hesitant in their approach. At least they had a knack for misbehaving at the most perfect times, the genin gave them credit for making his job easier. His deadpan stare was enough to keep them at bay for the moment, as he took some time to address Ryota.

"It's part of my training, we are meant to be training together today."

It felt weird when he mouthed those words, he had never trained with a partner before. Simply because training genjutsu with a partner carried a risk that Kaius did not wish to take with anyone but himself. With a sigh he turned and took a few steps towards his ruffian brethren and clapped his hands together, a wide smile spread about his face. Despite his friendly expression there was definitely hostile tension lurking about in the air.

"How nice of you to join us for our training session, guys! I'd like to introduce you to your sparring partner..." The teen waltzed back a little and casually placed his left hand on his colleague's shoulder.

"Ryota!"

Up until this point he hadn't a clue as to how he was going to make this training session work, luckily enough he had such lovely family members to spar in his place! Kaius strolled forward a few steps, then with a slight chuckle extended his hand; the one that wasn't bleeding. His tone of voice was as easy-going as could be.

"Weapons please!"

All of them began murmuring amongst themselves, collectively deciding to stay put rather than approach. At which point the genin decided to drop his masquerade, his expression turned sinister in sync with his voice.

"Weapons."

Gradually they gave up all their weapons to him, and after the last dagger was placed on the pile Kaius returned to his normal self, lifting all the weapons and waltzing over to a sandstone wall; he sat down and called out to the others.

"OK! Go nuts fellas! Don't worry, I'll be watching from here just doing my own thing~"

The teen had practically given them permission to attack Ryota. One would think they would jump at the opportunity, but now they were disarmed they didn't seem as confident as before. It took awhile, but eventually one of them summoned the courage to throw a punch his way. Kaius observed and smirked, then turned his attention back to his own chakra. Genjutsu required a huge amount of focus, he couldn't spare any on the scuffle at the moment.

With his attention now fully directed towards unlocking the mystery behind this technique, he thought back to before his trail of thought was interrupted. He observed his hand and commanded some of the chakra from the technique to gather in that area, deciding it would be best to start with the most simple method. He figured that maybe if he concentrated chakra in the area it would prevent the bleeding, much like a bandage except made of chakra.

This of course, like most chakra control, was no easy feat. If there was but the slightest gap in this bandage of his then the wounds would continue to bleed, which lead him to believe this was not the answer to his troubles. Regardless he had to explore every possibility he possibly could. With expert chakra control he began the process of wrapping the energies around his hand, though as he did so it only become more clear his intuition was right the first time.

Just as he thought the chakra only served to stem the bleeding, much like a real bandage would. The technique was meant to prevent the bleeding from occuring in the first place, rather than to keep it contained. He also noticed a drop of blood escape the chakra bandage he had created. Kaius dispersed the concentrated chakra throughout the rest of his body. This technique was too complicated for such a simple effect, and it irked him.

[KoKoKo]

+40 kaius]
+20 kaizu

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Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: By fighting on and on, a Krav Maga Fighter becomes more proficient when an attack may come by. This happens usually when the Krav Maga Fighter becomes unable to see the attack. However by being in combat for so much they can feel when an attack is coming making them less able to be flanked.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user may only learn this technique by the class that they are. This means that in order to learn the "C" Rank version they must be "C" Class, if they wish to learn the "B" Rank version they must be "B" Class.
Description: A technique where the subconscious mind, where the subconscious body reacts just as they are attacked while flanked or while their back is turn. The body reacts in such a way to where they are capable of withstanding so much. This technique makes it where the Krav Maga Fighter is incapable of being surprised attacked, a sudden second sense kicks in as their body screams out to them yelling at them telling them to move, duck, dodge or anything else within that manner. This works on whenever they are being attacked. This technique however has a major flaw. The user is capable of dodging only whenever the opponent's class is equal or lower to that of the rank of the technique they know. This means that a "D" Class user that knows this technique cannot use this against an opponent that is "C" Class or higher.
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Krav Maga.

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The entire time, Ryota could feel a dark presence at his back. Even when he was facing Kaius, it was as though the eyes on his flank were tangible entities, brushing against his spine, irking him and sending slight ripples of displeasure across his features. For a while, he had thought that the fight had concluded, what with the way the energy had dispersed following his defeating of the nameless mugger, but if he concentrated a little bit, he could discern that that was not so. Kaius's eyes occasionally looked up over his shoulder, another telltale sign that Ryota's suspicions were founded.

"It's part of my training, we are meant to be training together today," Kaius returned, causing Ryota to nod slightly; his hand had returned to his pocket out of instinct, though his nonchalant vibe was largely fabricated. In reality, his instincts were still flaring; he could feel the age-old training sessions from the days before the Hawo Azami had been rendered extinct flooding across his mind; nothing individual, but the urge toward vigilance was the most obvious bit; rather like how the sea could contain many objects, but its predominant aspect was its wetness.

When Kaius hopped off his wall and moved past Ryota, the taller shinobi rotated around to follow him, and found that, indeed, his assailant had multiplied into many counterparts, all looking as though they were out for blood this time, rather than the money in his wallet. Ryota scowled and pushed up his glasses when Kaius placed a hand on his shoulder and announced him to the crowd like some circus attraction... also the contact sent a slight shiver through him, oddly enough. He had no idea why these thugs did not intimidate him, yet Kaius's touch somehow made him nervous.

Kaius made them all relinquish their weapons, thoughtfully. Ryota thought he understood the direction this was going before it arrived there; as such, his hand was once again removed from his pocket. His eyes darted about each and every one of the distinct faces. When fighting multiple opponents, one must be careful to account for all of their movements, Ryota knew. Facing a single enemy, keeping track of their movements was a simple task, but one's senses had to be infinitely more perceptive if they were to pick up on attackers approaching from multiple angles, using a multitude of limbs as a collective.

Kaius departed for his emo corner again, but not before he announced: "OK! Go nuts fellas! Don't worry, I'll be watching from here just doing my own thing!" Permitting them all to attack Ryota. How the boy had such jurisdiction over them Ryota did not know, but what was important was that he had it, and now the fight had technically commenced, though the thugs were slow to start it. The Krav Maga student kept moving his eyes between each and every one of them, trying to figure out who it was that would make the first move.

There.

A blonde-haired, barrel-chested man almost as tall as Ryota himself screwed up his face with courage and stepped forward into a simple forward, straight haymaker, which - with Ryota's fine-tuned instincts - was simple to dodge. He turned sideways and let the attack sail harmlessly by, raising his right elbow in past the thick-armed swipe and retaliated with it by striking the man in the temple as he passed, hardly looking at him. Dense, was his adversary, but slow. Ryota's blow hardly affected his thick skull, but it did cause him to stumble past.

Another attack was coming from the front, which Ryota was alerted of immediately thanks to his instincts.[/div][/ul]

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Curse of Pain Eternal
Rank: "A"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This is a terrible and powerful Jutsu that strips the ability to heal damage.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects 1 living 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 50 minutes per class level. This technique may be negated. To enact this potent chakra, the user simply points at the intended victim after performing the needed handseals. Once hit, the victim can no longer heal wounds, either naturally or by Chakra methods; the wounds simply never close. Wounds do not continue to bleed, become infected, or cause additional damage over time. Poison, disease, infection from other wounds, ability damage, and drug addiction can be cured normally. Removing this Jutsu is possible with a Break Enchantment, and Dispel GenJutsu.
Limit: Must know the Enchantment Perception.

70/90

By now Kaius was just about out of ideas, this was the first genjutsu to have him this perplexed in quite awhile. He observed the brawl between Ryota and the hoodlums as he tried to think of an answer to his problem. So far just about everything he had tried didn't work, the genin reminded himself as he looked down at his bleeding hand; partially lost in thought, it took him awhile to notice its sudden change. When he finally did notice, the teen looked surprised before baffled.

It actually wasn't bleeding anymore, it had stopped. But what could have caused this sudden development? He thought back to the bandage experiment and what he had done then, it soon became clear what the solution to his problem was. It was in fact so simple that Kaius hadn't thought of it, and even the thought of it made him cringe. The thing that stood out most, or at least the most likely cause for this effect, was when he had dispersed his chakra and spread it about his body.

For whatever reason his chakra energies were now working to prevent him from bleeding. The teen himself didn't quite understand the logic behind it, but so long as it worked it was fine by him. In order to verify his theory Kaius decided to quickly test it out, for both clarification and peace of mind. He started by dissolving the technique already in effect, then once he felt his chakra become dormant he began to form a few handseals.

Once the string was complete, and the correct commands had been given to his chakra network, the technique had begun to fabricate itself. Just as before it begun by making its way to his own brain, where it would shut off any healing functions. Any remaining chakra from the rest of the technique would be left in a lingering aura within his own body. Kaius gradually raised his bloody hand, and sure enough not a single drop of blood could be spilled.

The shinobi let out a sigh of relief. It was finally over, he could allow his wounds to heal again knowing he managed to get the technique to work. Just like many of his other techniques he did not know the secret behind this one, though chakra sometimes works in ways that cannot be understood without extensive research. For now Kaius was happy with knowing that the technique he was using could achieve his desired effect.

He dispelled the technique again then turned his attention back to Ryota, he seemed to be doing just fine so far. Kaius' eyes then flickered around the rest of the hooligans, one of them hadn't taken part in the fight yet and seemed unusually calm; at least it was something to take note of.

[KoKoKo]

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Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A self-defense technique normally used to help people to defend from Chokes From Behind.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Starting Position Passive stance, with the attacker choking from behind. Upon feeling the choke, tuck your chin and round your shoulders to expose the attacker's thumbs. Send your hands back as far as possible to gather momentum for the pluck and to ensure that the pluck actually moves the hands. Reaching back to the middle of your neck, pluck the attacker's thumbs straight down, as though giving two elbows to your stomach. As you pluck, step diagonally backward, making sure both of your feet move. With your inside hand, strike to the groin and follow with elbows to the stomach or face. This strike should flow naturally from the downward movement of your hand. The outside hand should continue to hold onto the attacker's hand, to keep him close or track his movement until you can make further counters.Turn inside toward the attacker with a hammerfist strike to his face. At this point you can release his hand. Finish with knee strikes or move out to create distance. Tips When practicing, break the exercise into two parts. Work on the defense with the groin and elbow strikes first. Then on the hammerfist, turn, and counter. The initial groin strike can be made with the palm facing the target and the fingers striking up and under for the greatest effect.
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Krav Maga. Must know Combatives in Level 1 - Yellow Belt.

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The punch for Ryota's chest was easily deflected by patting it diagonally downward with his mirror arm and replied to with a swift jab to the face with the opposite hand, and then a swift step inward to deliver a second, more solid punch that sent the ruffian staggering backward. Unfortunately, this brought the Krav Maga practitioner further into the semicircle of his adversaries... and one of them was already at his flank.

The blonde had twisted around, and had a perfect standpoint from which to perform a stealth attack, though he gave himself away with his heavy footfalls and loud grunting. Ryota knew he would receive some sort of contact an instant before the thick hands came down upon his shoulders, close to his neck, gripping on there with thumb and fingers. Ryota imagined that all these brutes were well-schooled in the art of holding people in a vice while their fellows wailed away at their front. It was normally an effective strategy, but Ryota knew how to counter it.

The key principle was ducking suddenly while simultaneously loosing the opponent's grip on your collar; more effective, perhaps, when one stood lower than their opponent to begin with - which Ryota did not - but still a reliable method. Ryota flipped his own arms upward and brought them down upon his attacker's hands, gripping at them in return and attempting to lift them off his body while simultaneously bending at the knees and tilting slightly forward so as to deny the nameless brute any purchase whatsoever.

It worked; like some giant, agile serpent he snuck out from his opponent's grip, but now the tables were turned; he had a clutch on his opponent's wrists. He let the left arm go, but kept his opponent's right forearm pinned to his shoulder, so as to deny him escape. Only half-looking around, Ryota drove his elbow backwards into the man's gut - now slightly bent over with the way Ryota had manipulated him, - a stroke that drove some of the man's breath from his lungs and out his ugly mouth.

Most of Ryota's weight still residing on his forward foot, the boy assassin pivoted upon his front heel as he swung his left elbow again, this time at the man's face, keeping the arm pinned to his shoulder all the while. With a savage, derisive expression he crushed the man's nose beneath his blow, causing it to bleed immediately and forcing an oddly distorted cry from the victim.

It was a rather hilarious phenomenon; clutches were effective tactics against the untrained, for they seemingly lent so much advantage to the aggressor. How was one meant to return an attack if they were bound?! But to the experienced fighter, a grip merely meant your enemy was placing their limbs within reach of your own counter-manipulation, and that was a deadly sport indeed.

The green-haired boy finished by leasing the poor ruffian's arm at last, spinning fully to clasp at his adversary's shoulder and drag him down upon his rising knee as a final rebuttal, resurrecting a last grunt of discomfort. Now facing Kaius, Ryota grinned despite himself with his stellar performance thus far.

"Your friends are slow," He informed the shorter boy smugly.[/div][/ul]