The Sky Cries Mary -a Training Thread-
Aug 23, 2007 23:41:28 GMT -7
Post by morbid on Aug 23, 2007 23:41:28 GMT -7
Fuuton Kaze no Senbon (Needles of the Wind)[/i]
Rank: D Rank
Type: Ninjutsu
Effect: ---
Description: The ninja gathers air with his hands and mixes it with chakra, by doing this he transforms them into sharp and deadly needles. The needles are almost invisible so it is hard for the enemies to see them. Because the needles are made of air they cannot be blocked or deflected. The only way to ensure safety is to dodge them.
Limit: Wind Release
The noon warmth reached Averi where he stood in the shadowed forest and leaf shaped paterns fell over his surroundings where the sunlight found it's way through the thick tangle of tree branches overhead. Autumn had not yet emurged and the chill of it's oncoming had yet to creep into the earthren floor. This meant Averi still had time to train in this forest before relocating to warmer climates.
He cocked his head to the left, sighing as his neck cracked in two places. Sleeping in his cramped dugout of a home always left his joints stiff. He then preceaded to stretch out all his muslces before beginning his training, all the while humming "Stolen from the Wind" to himself. He did so subconsciously, without being aware he was even doing so. His birth mother's song simply imbeded in his brain.
He stood, ready, hands slightly apart and began concentrating on gathering the air to his palms. Very slowly, as the pressure began to build into something tangible, he laced it with his own chakra. A small surge of excitement came over him as he felt the air swirl and turn hard. It was like little shards where forming in his hands and he could imagine the invisible needles taking shape. After a few moments of concentration he fixed his gaze on a leafy shrub some distance away, opened his hands and let the wind needles fly.
"Kaze no Senbon." The words left his lips in a muttered utterance, and the shrub stired slightly. He took a breath and sauntered over to inspect his handiwork. There were a few holes in the leaves, but they were largeish and jagged; definately not made by needles... but it was something. Bringing his hands together a second time, he began again.
Rank: D Rank
Type: Ninjutsu
Effect: ---
Description: The ninja gathers air with his hands and mixes it with chakra, by doing this he transforms them into sharp and deadly needles. The needles are almost invisible so it is hard for the enemies to see them. Because the needles are made of air they cannot be blocked or deflected. The only way to ensure safety is to dodge them.
Limit: Wind Release
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The noon warmth reached Averi where he stood in the shadowed forest and leaf shaped paterns fell over his surroundings where the sunlight found it's way through the thick tangle of tree branches overhead. Autumn had not yet emurged and the chill of it's oncoming had yet to creep into the earthren floor. This meant Averi still had time to train in this forest before relocating to warmer climates.
He cocked his head to the left, sighing as his neck cracked in two places. Sleeping in his cramped dugout of a home always left his joints stiff. He then preceaded to stretch out all his muslces before beginning his training, all the while humming "Stolen from the Wind" to himself. He did so subconsciously, without being aware he was even doing so. His birth mother's song simply imbeded in his brain.
He stood, ready, hands slightly apart and began concentrating on gathering the air to his palms. Very slowly, as the pressure began to build into something tangible, he laced it with his own chakra. A small surge of excitement came over him as he felt the air swirl and turn hard. It was like little shards where forming in his hands and he could imagine the invisible needles taking shape. After a few moments of concentration he fixed his gaze on a leafy shrub some distance away, opened his hands and let the wind needles fly.
"Kaze no Senbon." The words left his lips in a muttered utterance, and the shrub stired slightly. He took a breath and sauntered over to inspect his handiwork. There were a few holes in the leaves, but they were largeish and jagged; definately not made by needles... but it was something. Bringing his hands together a second time, he began again.