B L A C K Dojo [T]

[Lady Jaz]

//Enter

Lightning streaked across the sky, temporarily lighting the blackness a blinding white. The time was approximately ten in the evening so the village was asleep. Thunder rolled the heavens, shaking the ground and rattling the windows of the tallest buildings in Amegakure. Toward the outskirts of the village was a hill that loomed over the east section of the village’s marketplace. A lone black dojo sat upon the hill surrounded by a six foot wooden fence. The dojo itself was a simple one story dojo, nothing fancy but it served its purpose.

The interior of the dojo was stark, black and was of original construction with wooden beams and no insulation. It had been built that way so that the trainers who utilised this building were unable to sleep due to the cold. It also had a obstacle course used to train animals in the backyard. This is where Yoko will be having his training sessions. But tonight he will be inside. “Come on boy, we have the night and this is the only chance I could get now that I’ve been declared as Amekage.” I said. My response was a whistle-like whimper - Yoko had always liked resting at this hour.

As I push the large wolf into the dojo’s doors, he sits down in the middle of the doorway, blocking my entry into the dojo. The wind causes the rain to change direction and I get a shower of water before I thump the wolf’s side hard. With a gruff Yoko moves further into the building and starts padding around the room wagging his tail. “Dick.” I muttered, pulling the doors shut and ringing out my wet hair. “Very mature of you.” I said, flicking water at him and getting another shower when Yoko shakes his heavy mass of fur near me.

“The instructor will be here any minute so behave yourself!” I used my firm tone then. Yoko knew what that meant and responded with a gruff before slapping my side with his tail. He trotted over to the other side of the dojo while I flicked the lights on, cursing under my breath as I did so. When light erupts inside the dojo, I shrug off the bag I had strapped to my back and started rummaging through it. I had taken a few scrolls from the treasury in the tower and as Amekage I had full access to any jutsu I desired within reason.

Also, since I am also a Chuunin I was well within my rights to learn this particular technique. Why I had not learned it after I was promoted to chuunin was beyond me but no matter, there was no other time like now. As I unrolled the scroll upon the floor, Yoko pads up to my side to look over my shoulder as I read the contents of the scroll. Didn’t seem too bad. I think I can do this. With a brief glance at Yoko, I roll up the scroll and set it down on the floor beside the bag before moving over to stand in the centre of the dojo. Now it was time to get started.

[Lady Jaz]

Jasmine:

Now the scroll stated that I must distribute the exact amount of chakra throughout each clone. Chakra molding was never really a strong point of mine so I knew straight away that I was going to struggle with this. I chose to sit down for this particular jutsu and had crossed my legs. My hands rose slowly and moved into the clone seal and held it for a few moments. My chakra flared to life inside me, originating in my stomach and pooling around in my abdominal section before branching out into various parts of my body.

I closed my eyes to concentrate entirely on my chakra control. Allowing it to scour throughout my body and enter into my hands. I felt warm and alive despite the harsh coldness of the floor. My mind went to picturing my own appearance. My physique, hair, face, clothing, even the toned muscles of my arms and legs. I pictured myself sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of me. It was like staring at myself in a mirror. I imagined my chakra slowly building up a exact replica of myself from the toes up to the crown of my head and was careful to make note of the amount of chakra I was using for one clone.

How was I going to even it out so that the real me, plus five other clones were going to have the exact amount of chakra flowing throughout our bodies? Can it even be done? Nonsense, I’ve come across another clones and they looked life like. But I can’t see chakra so what would I know? For a moment I hold the image of myself in my mind’s eye and opened my eyes to find myself staring at the most horrific thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. I mean.. Sure it looked like me, yet it… didn’t.

My face looked horribly wrong. My hair was too short and my body. Now that wasn’t even worth describing. Staring at this abomination was like when Ripley was looking at the various - yet horribly deformed - clones of her when she was leading the group of survivors through the spaceship to safety with her alien offspring following them. I was so disgusted by this version of me that I dispelled it immediately. Yoko let out a long whine and covered his nose with his front paws. “You got that right. Jesus!” I answer, disgust in my voice.

Yet again I close my eyes and pictured my appearance once more. This time, I zoomed in on my feet and decided to do it the long way. No short cuts this time. Despite this was going to take a lot of time and chakra, surely it will pay off? Right? My chakra blossomed to life, roaring deep within my body. It awakened every nerve ending inside me and moved quickly to form the images I held so intensely in my mind. Each toe, each toe nail, my heel, my ankle and the lower half of my leg. All of it. I would then gradually move up to my knees, thighs and eventually to my hips.

0|70

Kage Bunshin no Jutsu (Shadow Clone Technique) [70]
Rank: "B"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: This technique creates clones of the user. However, these clones are actual copies, not illusions.
Special: "Clone Seal"
Drawback: The user's chakra is evenly distributed among every clone, giving each clone an equal fraction of the user's overall power.
Description: The clones are capable of performing techniques on their own and can even bleed, but will usually disperse after 1 or 2 solid blows. They can also disperse on their own. The clones will be created in roughly the same condition as the original. Shadow clones cannot be distinguished from the actual person even by the Byakugan because the clones have the exact same amount of chakra and aren't made from any other substance. A characteristic that is unique to the Shadow Clone Technique is that any experience the clones gain during their existence is transferred to the user once they are dispersed. This makes the technique ideal for spying, since the user can simply send a clone to spy on a target, then have the clone disperse itself without returning to pass the information back to the user. (Cannot gain extra training points through training with Shadow clone.) User is able to make up to 5 clones at a time. Takes the amount of time to perform a "B" Rank Jutsu. Shadow Clones may travel between different threads within the same board.
Limit: Universal NinJutsu Technique. Must be Chūnin or gain Village Scroll.

[Dr. Neuro, RN]

+12

[Lady Jaz]

Jasmine:

As my chakra spreads out evening throughout the lower half of my “clone’s” body. I visualise the shape of my pelvic area, memorizing the curves of my body, right up to my tucked in waist and below my bust. I was a fairly skinny woman, fully developed and well muscled. I am a far stretch from a model, but I would easily qualify for a female bodybuilder-type model contest if there ever was one. I wasn’t rock hard in abdominal muscle, but it looked attractive nonetheless.

I could visualize the bandages that wrapped around my bust, while my collarbone stayed visible to the naked eye. My shoulders and arms roped with feminine muscles and smooth skin to hands not quite calloused with rigorous work and hunting. My chakra flattened out evenly throughout the regions I focused on while keeping a limited amount around my pelvis, legs and feet. I could feel it surging throughout my body as my mind went onto building the image of my head shape, neck, face and hair.

My neck was simple enough, my face took a little bit of time however. I have always had a bit of a pointed chin while my cheekbones were slightly hard perhaps from the scowl that I usually wore. My eyes were sharp and focused, a bright lively brown while ivory skin filled in my features. My long flaming red hair however was the most difficult to imagine as I have never really paid that much attention to my hair except to tie it up into a ponytail. I sigh at the thought and snuck a peek at what I had made so far.

12|70

Kage Bunshin no Jutsu (Shadow Clone Technique) [70]
Rank: "B"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: This technique creates clones of the user. However, these clones are actual copies, not illusions.
Special: "Clone Seal"
Drawback: The user's chakra is evenly distributed among every clone, giving each clone an equal fraction of the user's overall power.
Description: The clones are capable of performing techniques on their own and can even bleed, but will usually disperse after 1 or 2 solid blows. They can also disperse on their own. The clones will be created in roughly the same condition as the original. Shadow clones cannot be distinguished from the actual person even by the Byakugan because the clones have the exact same amount of chakra and aren't made from any other substance. A characteristic that is unique to the Shadow Clone Technique is that any experience the clones gain during their existence is transferred to the user once they are dispersed. This makes the technique ideal for spying, since the user can simply send a clone to spy on a target, then have the clone disperse itself without returning to pass the information back to the user. (Cannot gain extra training points through training with Shadow clone.) User is able to make up to 5 clones at a time. Takes the amount of time to perform a "B" Rank Jutsu. Shadow Clones may travel between different threads within the same board.
Limit: Universal NinJutsu Technique. Must be Chūnin or gain Village Scroll.

Yoko

I grew bored waiting for the master to show up. Jasmine was busy focusing on creating replicas of herself. What was I supported to do? I wanted to learn as much as I could so I could assist Jasmine in battle. But despite having two extra legs, I found that sometimes I simply wasn’t quick enough. I remember watching a few other humans moving at such speeds that I had lost track of where they were for a few moments until they reappeared a few meters in another location. I later found out that this was called a Shunshin.

This Shunshin was so fascinating that I had began practicing it myself by watching the humans around me. I noticed that they were tensing muscles and pushing themselves forward abruptly just as they were taking off so-to-speak. I lower my muzzle to the floor of the dojo and swivel my ears to listen to the rain outside. The dojo was large enough for the pair of us to train in. I turn away from Jasmine and stare at the otherside of the dojo before tensing the muscles in all four legs.

I could feel my muscle bunching together. My entirely body was concentrating to propel itself forward. For a moment I felt nothing, but after a few moments I pushed my body forward slightly and suddenly felt a strange pull. Within a moments I found myself stumbling forward a few steps and realized that Jasmine was no longer beside me, but behind me but several meters away. Blinking, I sniff the area and see minor scratch marks in the wood several meters away and realized that I had gone from one place to another within the space of a moment.

Excitement rushed through me at this point and I turned to face Jasmine. My muscles tightened just like before and I studied the spot at least two feet away from where Jasmine was sitting. After a few moments of concentrating hard, I pushed myself forward once more and felt that same feeling. I felt pulled against my will but embraced it as I leaped forward and reappeared several meters away from where I had just moved to. Unfortunately, I didn’t stop there and had bulldozed right into Jasmine, landing on top of her.

0|20

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.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

Enter: A washed up mermaid? Naw

The quake struck without warning, in the blackest hours of a rainy night and throttled Amegakure. Aftershocks rivaling the magnitude of the original quake continued for days and migrated down the unstable fault line, ripping as well into the southern half of the continent. In all recorded history, no quake of such magnitude had ever roiled Amegakure - most certainly not in Yokoburi. But for some reasons unknown, the giants of the depths had awakened and pounded their first upon Amegakure with vengeance in their bosom and the apocalypse was nigh.

Deep within the marshy ground on the very outskirts of Amegakure, a marbled granite crypt buried in the heart of a manmade cell fractured during the epic quake swarm. It began as a hairline crack at the head of the crypt, but with each heave of the land, the line of default deepened until it took root and zipped the length of the tomb. Additional fractures spidered from the line of origin until, like an eggshell, the granite yielded to the fissures and allowed, for the first time in hundreds of years, fresh air to seep within.

The body inside exhibited no decay, but retained the splendor and beauty of youth in a suspended state. When the whispers of frigid air kissed her lips and brushed her nose, her first, sibilant slurp of breath splintered the silence in the chamber. Colour bloomed anew in the porcelain skin of her sculpted cheeks, Almond-shaped eyelids fluttered open, and despite the darkness of her underground necropolis, a spark lit her chocolate coloured eyes. She parted her lips and gulped a deeper breath of air. Her respirations increased, and her heart thrummed faster as her body woke from its long sleep.

She flexed her fingers and tensed against the prickling waves of needle-sharp jabs that surged through her skin. Closing her eyes, she focused inward, on controlling her breathing. As the stinging receded, her body relaxed, and the gears in her mind clicked into overdrive.

What must she look like? Her hands flew to her head and stroked her glossy hair. Her fingers skimmed her brow and cheeks and trembling lips. She registered the icy chill of the chamber and rubbed her arms against the freezing cold before tracing the slim contours of a leather chad body down the length of her torso. She moved her legs and then her feet and exhaled. All her body parts worked, and the remaining tension in her body dispelled. Her immediate fears alleviated, she no longer could bare the memories knocking at her consciousness. They flooded forth, buffeting her in a maelstrom of emotions. With a tender smile, she rested her shaking hands across her abdomen and yielded to them.

All those years a statue, but her memories remained untarnished. As they assaulted her, she remembered, and a tear slipped from one eye and froze against her cheek. How long had it been? How long had she been immobilized in this tomb while the world moved on without her? While they moved on without her? She pressed her hand against the shell of the granite tomb. It yielded with ease and crumbled around her, and she picked her way out.

She must think. She closed her eyes again and emptied her mind of the emotions consuming her. She'd make her peace with them later. Right now, more important matters required her attention. If she'd awakened, the time has come, her trial had ended. Had the would already descended into chaos and despair, or did time remain in which to prepare? She didn't know, but she'd find out. Of one thing she was certain: the universe has no idea what she had just unleashed.

---

However, by the time she was on top of the world, her limbs were convulsing and she was shuddering with weariness. The sound of water to her privilege sounded tranquil, yet the draw to rest was a long way from happening. She flipped onto her stomach and inched her way towards the lake in the distance.

When she slipped into the waters she knew she was in trouble. Her leather chad body had trouble performing as her arms were tingly and weak while her fingers had long since turned numb. She sank beneath the water's surface almost instantly, the weights on her body dragging her down along with the current. She gasped, and a squirt of liquid spilled into her mouth. Water, possibly contaminated burned her eyes as she watched the separation amongst her and the surface developing. Blurry shapes of rain hitting water danced above. She needed land just as much as she desperately needed oxygen. Kicking, her instincts promptly took control.

It took the female insufferable minutes to achieve land and air. And as soon as her head broke the surface and she reached out to grab solid purchase of the village metal structure, she all but heaved onto the solid platform and panted there beyond exhausted. Around her rain and sleet streamed in rivulets down the solid platform that separated village from water, making a sound like fingernails tapping on metal. Lightning flashed and thunder rolled; the light briefly illuminating the village that emerged before her worn out body. The female watched the rainfall with a mixture of tiredness and frustration before she found the hidden strength to drive that pathetic body to her knees.

Gaining ground, she stumbled like a drunk into the shadows of the buildings, her hands eager to grab anything for support. If she remembered correctly, the village tower was in the direction she walked. The pace was objectionable especially in her state but she would crawl if she had to. She had to know what year it was. Even from her position, she could see that the tower was in a state of chaos. She hesitated briefly, taking a look down at her body: mud-drenched to the bone and garments dated out of time. If she were to enter the tower in this state, she would be a fool.

A light shone on a hill and for some strange reason, that called her when nothing else did thus the female stumbled over toward that inviting light and made that agonizing climb up the hill.

[Flower]

Jasmine: +12 tp
Yoko: +12 tp

[Lady Jaz]

Jasmine:

When I opened my eyes to gaze upon the clone. I found that it was a huge improvement from last time. I found a semi-completed version of myself sitting cross-legged in front of me. I continued to feed chakra to it, knowing that I had not quite finished. The face shape was too round, it almost looked like a perfect circle. I had forgotten the ears completely and the eyes were set too far apart. The clone looked freakish and very unappealing.

While I have studied my face carefully many times before, I could remember each curve and the exact distance between my eyes and the shape of my nose. This clones nose was perfect so I left it. As my chakra continued to reshape its features, I noticed how the yes moved closer and the rounded shape of the head molded and grew a chin and cheekbones. Jesus, what a mess I had made. However, with Yoko suddenly barrelling into me, I found myself being thrown onto my back with the large wolf landing on top of me.

“Yoko, get off me!” I cried out, shoving at the wolf. Just then the land around me shook with such force that both Yoko and I were thrown off the floor and bounced along the floor of the dojo until we scrambled over to one of the pillars supporting the roof. The clone had dispersed due to my break in the connection with my chakra. However with a section of the ceiling suddenly dropping from above me, I suddenly froze staring up at what looked like impending doom…

Yoko:

Jasmine was not pleased that I had broken her concentration. I was disappointed that she did not notice that I had just learned how to teleport from one end of the room to the other. But at the sound of part of the ceiling collapsing, I jerked my head upward and sprung into motion quickly. All muscles in my body were tensed for a very brief amount of time before I pushed myself forward with everything that I had.

That familiar sensation and pull overcame me and I knew that I was about to move forward again. This time I positioned my body toward Jasmine and allowed the shunshin to move me forward. Once again my body slams into Jasmine’s and the force of it moves us both across the dojo floor just moments before the chunk of ceiling hit the floor right where Jasmine was just kneeling.

As we both come out of the shunshin, I Turned around to face her as she looks up at me with widened eyes. “You just did a shunshin?!” She cried out, wrapping her arms around my neck. I nudge her with my nose and brush along the side of her face before letting out a low growl. I was upset with her for not reacting in time but I nudge her again and urge her to climb onto my back. As Jasmine climbs onto my back, I position myself facing the door as another quake rumbles the dojo and I tense all my muscles again.

With that familiar pull, I push myself forward and shoot out of the dojo and out into the storm outside. However when I came out of the shunshin, my legs suddenly felt rubbery and I collapse onto the ground 10 meters away from the dojo and lay there whimpering while the rain drenched my coat.

24|70; Jasmine
12|20; Yoko.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

The climb 

Disoriented, she made the climb, evident to the consequential convulsions the earth kept on making. Her whole soul was shaken and she was sick with starvation and the need for rest but not sleep. Anything but sleep. On hands and knees, she crept. And on some occasions, she would fall forward only to use either her elbows and chin to get her moving. Like a caterpillar, she slithered until she made detection with the horizontal land once more. However, by then she was lying lost of strength and energy, longing for help to come but not calling out for it. Never calling. Her pride will never allow it.

Just then she heard what sounded like timber falling. At first, she thought it was thunder, but that didn’t seem right. Not even to her screwed up brain and that's saying something. Moving her head to look up at that light was painful. But even that simple movement left her faint. Exposed, vulnerable, a sound escaped her as she tried to move but it was worthless. She was spent. All she could do was lay there staring at the light, hoping no soul was lost in whatever sound that bang made.

The quakes stilled, finally and the night settled into the restful song of rain and peace. The female never closed her eyes for fear she would fall comatose. So she waited. Pondering what the world had ended up resembling. If any soul from her time survived into this life. The land felt nice beneath her. A solid purchase. Cold like her tomb had been but in this case wet with wind and rain batting at her like miniature bees, stinging her exposed skin. She was a wreak but she was relieved to at least know her name:

                                                     Celaena Kamyuja...

[Lady Jaz]

Jasmine:

Now that we were outside of the dojo, Yoko had fallen over and began whimpering. I stare wide-eyed at him, unsure as to why he was in pain. How many times did he shunshin? I did know that if you shunshin more than three times a day without proper training, your muscles seize up and it becomes painful until you get enough rest. And in some cases, medical attention was required. Maybe that was the reason, it did seem the most probable answer. The earth had stopped rumbling at this point and I realised that Yoko needed medical attention. I did not want to leave his side and I had not quite mastered the shadow clone yet.

“Hold on Yoko, I’m going to try and make another clone to go down to the village to get some help. I’m right here.” I said softly, moving beside him so that my back is resting against his. While Yoko continued to whimper, I sit cross-legged again and closed my eyes, performing the cross handseal again. I feel my chakra come to life, surging through my veins and moving outward to slowly create the replica of myself.

Firstly, I concentrated on my body type, lean, muscular and quite small. I knew my body better than I knew anything else and picturing it in my mind was like looking at myself in a full length mirror. Lush curves, muscled arms and legs, medium sized bust and sharp features. I was considered a reasonably tall person, and despite the muscles, I didn’t look like the hulk. I imagine my chakra sculpturing my features and body shape and open my eyes briefly to see the outline of myself but without facial features.

A few more minutes tick by and thunder roars over the land, growling at the lake to the left of us. Yoko continued to whimper while I continued to concentrate on my facial features. I had sharp eyes, a small nose and harsh features. My hair was usually always tied back into a regular ponytail situated at the crown of my head. I had thin eyebrows and lush full lips. At the sound of Yoko growling softly, I open my eyes to find Yoko lying there staring at a figure laying on the ground not too far from us.

I stare at the figure for a few moments before returning my gaze back to the clone. The clone had managed to look a bit more like me. With proper framed features. The clone got to her feet and stared down at Yoko before moving her gaze over to the figure to our left. “Check the figure and then go get help.” Was my simple command before I moved to look down at Yoko to see if I could help him stand.

24|70 - Shadow Clone Technique

[Celaena Kamyuja]

is my hair ok? 

In and out of consciousness, the Kamyuja came to realize that she was no longer alone and that something must have happened when the swarm happened. She blinked her vision into focus and shifted her weight on the ground to relieve some pressure. Her sensory abilities branched out as she allowed her eyes to dance around that area. [Detect Chakra 1|3 rounds] Three shadows moved within shadows to her right and she realized that one happened to be an animal of some kind. The growl said it all, even though at first she thought it was thunder, but after much thought, it sounded to brutal and large.

The Kamyuja moved her head and stared up and her attention focused on a substantial shape that looked relatively like a bear. Yet, as lightning flashed over her, she was astonished to see that it was a dog, a vast wolf-like animal species. Dread crawled down her spine at its possibility. A wolf rested not very far from her and she felt powerless.

A murmur escaped her as she pushed herself to her hands and knees only to roll over and sit on her backside. The second two shapes were slightly unclear. One seemed solid while the other seemed different. As though it was being made, or if shadows had darkened some areas where body parts seemed to be in the process of forming. That second one was approaching her as she analyzed. Friend or Foe? The time had come to discover.

[Lady Jaz]

Jasmine:

As the clone stood up and turned toward the figure, after one step it simply collapsed first before disappearing with a cloud of smoke. The rain pouring down upon us had removed the puff of smoke which had me sighing in frustration. “Fucking thing..” I muttered before turning around and climbing to my feet. The figure laying on the ground had moved into a seated position but due to the darkness I was still unable to see the face but I did know it was human.

“Who are you?” I call out over the rain, moving my hands into the cross for the shadow clone jutsu again. My chakra flared to life while my memory kicked in again. With my eyes focused on the seated figure, my mind was focused on the appearance of my body and appearance. My chakra moulded into the shape within my mind, forming muscular legs and arms, shaped my tucked in waist and bounded bosm. My body type was muscular, yet it wasn’t unattractive, it clearly showed that i took great care of my physique.

As the outline of my body formed to the left of me, my head jerked to the left to see that my body shape appeared as it should: without abnormalities. The clone’s eyes were shut for the time being but the eyes, nose and mouth were all set appropriately according to the image I held in my head. The clone looked normal, as it should be. My long red hair was tied back into a high ponytail situated at the crown of my head, the long thick mass blowing elegantly in the wind. My clothing clung to my body due to it being wet. The clone looked exactly like I did: a soaking wet woman scantily dressed for the weather.

Upon opening its eyes, the clone looked around as if seeing the world for the first time. I glanced over toward it again after returning my stare back to the figure, waiting for a reply. The clone looked ready. “See who it is?” I tentatively asked the question. The clone stood up and I watched its back, it appeared normal. Now to see it in motion…

??|70

[Waru]

Jasmine: +36tp

Yoko: ~Learned

[Celaena Kamyuja]

first interaction in 100 years 

Celaena attempted to see her environment however her eyes appeared not so comparable as they used to be. Subsequent to sleeping for so long it appears that her eyes require time to awaken. It wouldn't make any difference how frequently she could wipe them, they would continue to remain foggy. However, one thing for certain, whoever she was with, they were irritated with something. Possibly it was that thing that crumbled in a puff of smoke. The more she endeavored to recollect, it was the point at which she at long last understood that it might have been a clone. A failed attempt maybe? Or was she injured? Weak? The Kamyuja also pounded on what fucking meant. She hadn't heard 'fucking' before. Did the dialect develop in her absence?

A shadow separated from the bear-um-wolf creature and Celaena acknowledged it to be a figure standing up. Maybe not harmed at that point? Simply weak?

"Who are you?"

She winced at the sound of the voice. Delightful and solid. A voice used to being compiled. Celaena thought about how she ought to react. What kind of honorifics to utilize, and did she need to utilize them. It was excessively dim, making it impossible to see the age of this lady, and she was a lady. However, she sounded youthful so perhaps chan? No excessively unsafe, perhaps san. It's more deferential, is it not? The figure held a seal. One normally utilized for making clones. Perhaps…

"Celaena. My name is Celaena.
…
Are you .. training?"

Did she sound meddlesome? She was relieved to hear her voice didn't break however sounded solid and clear. However, all the more important, did she sound well mannered, harmless? She was excessively powerless, making it impossible to battle. She required time to become accustomed to her surroundings once more.

When she presented herself, she understood that the outsider had performed again making a decision by the flood of chakra levels she felt. [Detect Chakra 2|3 rounds] She detected just the outsiders adjacent to her own. However, in the event that she took a gander at the bear-um-wolf creature, she suspected that perhaps she could feel something from that animal as well. The weather was making things all the harder to detect. Particularly with her being in a present phase of disarray.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

Exit.