Frigid winter morning (Open Training)
Jan 3, 2020 22:41:47 GMT -7
Post by caffeinated on Jan 3, 2020 22:41:47 GMT -7
Tessen Panpan [Fan Slap]
Rank: D
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: A painful fan strike.
Special: --
Drawback: --
Description: Whether with an iron or paper fan this is an effective yet simple move. The user will take the closed or open fan and simply slap a part of the opponent’s body. This is highly effective on joints, ears, or the bridge of the nose. The bridge of the nose should be hit with the sides of the fan, while the other strikes should be applied with the wider portion of the fan.
Limit: Must be a follower of Tessen-Jutsu. Must know a fan stance.
Rank: D
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: A painful fan strike.
Special: --
Drawback: --
Description: Whether with an iron or paper fan this is an effective yet simple move. The user will take the closed or open fan and simply slap a part of the opponent’s body. This is highly effective on joints, ears, or the bridge of the nose. The bridge of the nose should be hit with the sides of the fan, while the other strikes should be applied with the wider portion of the fan.
Limit: Must be a follower of Tessen-Jutsu. Must know a fan stance.
Yukita filled her lungs with the chilly winter air as she watched the sun slowly climb over the horizon. The lower temperatures filled her with a kind of excited energy and her breath emerged as a stream a mist as she released it. The inch of snow left after last night's flurries, crunched satisfyingly under Yuki's feet as she walked through a field in the park. A light breeze played with the wavy locks of red hair that flowed down her back, and seeped under her cloak, nipping at her bare legs. Goosebumps formed and Yuki shivered, feeling another surge of the strange energy. A small smile formed on her face as she stopped in the middle of the field. She took one last breath before letting the cloak fall to the ground. Her breath fled in a gasp that fogged the bottom of her glasses as the cold air enveloped Yuki in it's full embrace.
Without the encumbrance of the cloak, Yuki was allowed her full range of motion. She stretched out her arms, as her thoughts focused on the Tessen scrolls she had studied at the dojo. Her near perfect memory showed her the demonstration the more advanced students gave. Yukita bent forward, reaching down to touch her toes. She inhaled through her nose as she brought herself up to her full height. Her face settled into an expression of complete serenity, as Yuki's dominant hand made it's way to her right hip, where the Sushken was attached to her belt. Another jet of mist escaped her lips, as the fan was pulled free from it's holster.
Another inhalation marked Yuki's sudden stance change. Her shoes left trails in the snow as her footing shifts. Legs shoulder width apart, with her left slightly ahead, she readied in a fighting posture. Her right had extended straight out, holding the closed fan like an accusing finger. Suddenly she lunged forward, striking with her fan like she saw in the dojo. The side of her weapon coming into contact with an imaginary opponents left elbow. She went low next, moving with confident grace. Yuki's fan stuck her foes's right knee, before moving up. She ended with her right leg forward, the hard metal edge of her fan coming straight down where her enemy's nose would be. Yuki paused in that position, releasing her breath to create another storm of mist.