Training in Suna
Jan 24, 2008 14:29:19 GMT -7
Post by Ŧonaou Ħajimaru on Jan 24, 2008 14:29:19 GMT -7
Sumi Tobidougu (Hidden Ink Projectile Weapons)
Rank: D-Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user spits out wads of ink that become projectile weapons as they fly to the target.
Special: None
Drawback: Attack can be dodged or avoided by opponents.
Description: Focusing chakra into their throat the user can spit out wads of ink at the target. The ink forms into projectile weapons of the user’s choice such as: Kunai, Senbon Needles, Shuriken, Kamas, etc. After the attack hits a target it will instantly dissolve back into it’s liquid state, and evaporate away as to leave no trace. There is a limit of 10 projectiles for Genin, 15 for Chuunin, and 20 for Jounin.
Limit: Clan Jutsu.
Rank: D-Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user spits out wads of ink that become projectile weapons as they fly to the target.
Special: None
Drawback: Attack can be dodged or avoided by opponents.
Description: Focusing chakra into their throat the user can spit out wads of ink at the target. The ink forms into projectile weapons of the user’s choice such as: Kunai, Senbon Needles, Shuriken, Kamas, etc. After the attack hits a target it will instantly dissolve back into it’s liquid state, and evaporate away as to leave no trace. There is a limit of 10 projectiles for Genin, 15 for Chuunin, and 20 for Jounin.
Limit: Clan Jutsu.
Tonaou walked through his house, he looked for Ronan he promised he would teach him a quick technique today. After that though Tonaou would have to continue training by himself after all Ronan had a life to and Tonaou did not want to drag him away from it. Tonaou sighed he walked into Ronan’s study finding him there as Tonaou expected, he always seemed to be reading up on something. Ronan’s library was filled with scrolls the ones on the east wall where full of drawings while the ones on the west wall where full of scrolls and knowledge of certain clans. Quickly Tonaou jumped forward and slammed his hands on Ronan’s desk. “So are we going to go train now?” Tonaou chuckled as Ronan looked up and scowled “Yes Tona, we can go now…” With that he stood and guided Tonaou out of the house but not before grabbing two scrolls from his library. They made it to a small training field which was almost completely covered in sand. Tonaou chuckled this would be interesting he insisted that he would learn this technique by days end, and Ronan did not disagree Tonaou was a very skilled shinobi and was quick to learn new techniques and things like that. Although on top of that this technique was a simple Li Clan Techniques which made projectiles out of Ink which was expelled from the users throat.
Quickly Tonaou prepared himself this would be interesting. He had left his gourd at his house seeing as he had much sand around and he did not think he would be getting into any fights any time soon. Ronan looked at Tonaou and began to speak “Well, today I suppose I will teach you the Hidden Ink Projectiles Technique, it is a basic Li Clan Technique which involves forming Ink in your mouth and spiting it out with chakra so it will form into some form of projectiles” Tonaou had a slight aura of enjoyment and anticipation. Ronan turned away and for a second looked as if he were doing nothing, but after that second he quickly spit out a wad of ink and while it flew it turned into a spinning shuriken and embedded itself into a training post. Though the second it hit it dissolved and evaporated away, this amazed Tonaou because it meant that it could be a good assassination technique if the user had amazing aim and if they could instill power on the technique. Quickly Tonaou began to move chakra through his body into his throat he prepared the technique. Breathing in he sent another jolt of chakra to his throat and spat out, though the technique did not work out like he wanted to at all. Instead of spitting out Ink he spat out saliva. Ronan started laughing hysterically, he practically fell to the ground. “Oh… K-Kami… that was rich…you were supposed to form ink not spit saliva…Oh wow…” Tonaou scowled at Ronan’s response. Once again he tried, he gathered chakra to his throat and began to form ink in his throat. Finally when he thought that the technique was ready, he spat out. While this time it was ink he had spit out it simply fell to the ground after flying through the air a little and then landing on the ground not evaporating like it should. Tonaou sighed this would be slightly more troublesome than expected. Wait, did he just that this would be ‘troublesome’? Oh Kami he was beginning to sound like Shikachi. With that awful though Tonaou continue his training with added vigor.
Looking at the ink on the ground Tonaou contemplate his results, the sand swirled in the luminescent ink which reflected beams of light in random directions. Tonaou did not know how he could improve his technique. Upon forming the Ink, Tonaou would send another blast of chakra into the ink so that while in mid-air it could form. Again Tonaou attempted to perform the technique, quickly he inhaled and focused chakra to his throat. Ink formed in his throat, while the taste was slightly annoying he knew that there would be no ink in his mouth after the technique because the chakra he was excreting would prevent it from sticking to his mouth and throat. Quickly he gathered it and spit while at the same time placing more chakra into the ink and awaiting for it to form into Senbon as he wanted it to. In mid-air the Ink blot split up and began elongating and began to form into a Senbon. Though as it was about to hit the training post the ink exploded out losing its form and threat level. Tonaou contemplated the results once more. This might be much more annoying than previously though. Quickly he took back to training, which he would do for another 30 minutes simply practicing how to make the ink maintain a stable form .