--Coming Forth to_Carry Me Home.
Mar 7, 2008 22:23:54 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2008 22:23:54 GMT -7
Transferring 2 TP into....
-Swing Low. Sweet Chariot.
And take me away. Away from this world so cruel. Where friends turned on one another. Not giving a damn if they were injured or not. The boy, Ikiri, in his boxers was floating below water. Breathing normally. Thanks to the Underwater technique. The water here would conceal his tears, drifting away into the water within. Ikiri could not let his emotions get the best of him, which the did most of the time.
Ikiri would allow his chakra to flow upon his arm, creating a layer or air around it. The chakra flowed freely amongst the highly compressed air space. In this large, basin of water. the depth was at least twenty feet deep. And the walls weren't that far apart. But now, it was time to start training the "technique" and not just the chakra flow. Which would make his wrist and down glow blue.
Making the Bird Seal with the air hand and his regular other hand, Ikiri would place his compressed air hand out infront. Now at the bottom of the Basin, Ikiri was collecting the components of his Water Claw. Forming the shape of what was a Claw on top of the Compressed Air Layer, Ikiri would hold the Water Claw up to his face and would examine it. Noticing the dull nails.
He wanted bayonets. Well, these would do for the moment. Swiping against the wall he was nearby. Shaking, his hand would tremor. Then blow him backwards into the other wall, only fifteen to twenty feet away. Hitting the wall, Ikiri would cough, closing one eye from the pain. Letting his chakra start to flow around his hand again, Ikiri got ready for the next try.
Letting his air compress amongst his hand, Ikiri would let the air compress enough, before creating the hand seal, Tori... other wise known as Bird. A larger claw would appear on Ikiri's hand. One that was with sharper claws. Less condensed air. It'd be much better for striking. Brining his Claw across the way, it was slice the wall without fault. No getting blown back.
Swimming back up from the lake, Ikiri would pull himself out and lay down. It was a Summer Night, hot, but still dark.
Suiton: Mizutsume no Jutsu (Water Style: Water Claw Technique)
Rank: D Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Causes pressurized water to wrap around the users hand, forming a claw.
Special: Bird
Drawback: None.
Description: Creates a claw around the users hand which is pressurized and will allow te user to cut with their "bare" hands. Acts as if it were metal, as the water is both highly pressurized and infused with chakra. Lasts two posts, cannot form handseals whith the claw "on".
Limit: Must know Suiton no Jutsu (Water Release). Must have a water source.
Rank: D Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Causes pressurized water to wrap around the users hand, forming a claw.
Special: Bird
Drawback: None.
Description: Creates a claw around the users hand which is pressurized and will allow te user to cut with their "bare" hands. Acts as if it were metal, as the water is both highly pressurized and infused with chakra. Lasts two posts, cannot form handseals whith the claw "on".
Limit: Must know Suiton no Jutsu (Water Release). Must have a water source.
-Swing Low. Sweet Chariot.
And take me away. Away from this world so cruel. Where friends turned on one another. Not giving a damn if they were injured or not. The boy, Ikiri, in his boxers was floating below water. Breathing normally. Thanks to the Underwater technique. The water here would conceal his tears, drifting away into the water within. Ikiri could not let his emotions get the best of him, which the did most of the time.
Ikiri would allow his chakra to flow upon his arm, creating a layer or air around it. The chakra flowed freely amongst the highly compressed air space. In this large, basin of water. the depth was at least twenty feet deep. And the walls weren't that far apart. But now, it was time to start training the "technique" and not just the chakra flow. Which would make his wrist and down glow blue.
Making the Bird Seal with the air hand and his regular other hand, Ikiri would place his compressed air hand out infront. Now at the bottom of the Basin, Ikiri was collecting the components of his Water Claw. Forming the shape of what was a Claw on top of the Compressed Air Layer, Ikiri would hold the Water Claw up to his face and would examine it. Noticing the dull nails.
He wanted bayonets. Well, these would do for the moment. Swiping against the wall he was nearby. Shaking, his hand would tremor. Then blow him backwards into the other wall, only fifteen to twenty feet away. Hitting the wall, Ikiri would cough, closing one eye from the pain. Letting his chakra start to flow around his hand again, Ikiri got ready for the next try.
Letting his air compress amongst his hand, Ikiri would let the air compress enough, before creating the hand seal, Tori... other wise known as Bird. A larger claw would appear on Ikiri's hand. One that was with sharper claws. Less condensed air. It'd be much better for striking. Brining his Claw across the way, it was slice the wall without fault. No getting blown back.
Swimming back up from the lake, Ikiri would pull himself out and lay down. It was a Summer Night, hot, but still dark.
