Lost in Thought [T]
Jun 9, 2021 16:01:48 GMT -7
Post by Greed on Jun 9, 2021 16:01:48 GMT -7
Gōsuto Hikari (Ghost-light)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates a small ball of flame that can be used to guide someone along or get them lost.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: User must be within a certain distance of the flame depending on their rank or else it will go out and the user will have to cast the jutsu again.
Description: The user makes the handseals and creates a small ball of flame in the air in front of them. The flame doesn't give off much heat at all and is not as hot as other fire. Touching this ball of flame will not burn the person touching it in the slightest. Similarly, the light this flame gives off is incredibly dull in comparison to other flames. When someone other than the user gets within a foot of this flame, it will disappear only to reappear two meters away in any direction, chosen by the user. User must be within twenty meters of the flame to keep it sustained, plus ten meters for every rank the user is above "D".
Limit: Fire release
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Diego was tired. It had been quite a long day already and the traveller still hadn't gotten any decent rest since he arrived at the town of Glenfell. Spying a wooden bench off to the side of the pavement, the stylishly-dressed black man took a seat. He ran a hand through his short dreadlocks and sighed, looking up into the orange sky. He wasn't sure what time it was, but he was sure the sun would be setting soon. I'll need to find shelter by then, he thought to himself.
Diego stretched his legs and positioned his hands behind his head. He was feeling slightly lethargic and so decided to daydream to pass the time for a bit. The young man thought back to a few days ago when his mentor Fuse left him to return to his shinobi work. Even now Diego didn't understand why the man would go to the lengths of teaching him ninjutsu. Fuse droned on something about things like talent and potential but surely there had to be a deeper reason for his enigmatic actions?
Not that Diego could complain. He raised his right hand and stared at it intently. In such a short amount of time he had gained such an immense gift. A gift that had supposedly been dormant in him throughout his entire life. Is this luck or destiny?, the young man thought to himself. He began channelling his chakra and breathed in deep to steady his concentration like he had been taught by Fuse. Visualising a small orb of fire in his mind's eye, begin to perform handseals with both hands. He hadn't practised this jutsu for a while but he could still remember the seals. A second after he finished an orb of pale red light appeared in the area. Diego smirked.