Fishing for Luck and Skill

[adero]

Ningyoutsukai Seigyo Hebī Kajuu (Puppeteer Mastery Heavy Weight)
Rank: "B" Rank
Skill: ---
Effect: Enables the user the capability of using a puppet within the Heavy Weight Division with great Ease and without Hassle.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: With this type of skill a puppeteer has full understanding of how puppets of the Heavy Weight Division work. They are capable of using the puppet with full effect, they are capable of understanding every component of the puppet to where they are capable of using the puppet to any extent. This is the starting usage of the division that allows the puppeteer the enablement of certain types of techniques that help a puppeteer survive such as Henge, Shunshin, and other types of techniques.
Limit: Must know Ningyoutsukai Seigyo Keii Chuui Kajuu (Puppeteer Mastery Light and Medium Weight) and must have the knowledge of up to Forty Slots of Puppetry.

0/60 --- Prereq are met.

Standing around at the coast Nyzu looks and wonders in amazement. "What on earth do I do now?" Turning back he sees the old man chuckling and sailing off. As he looks around his mind goes blank. There seems to be nothing before him. Nothing at all. "This place really is a desolate." He shrugs and smiles. "All the better." As he reaches into his bags he pulls out a puppet scroll. He stares grimfully at it and bites his lips.

Kissing the scroll slowly he cherishes it as something precious. Then unrolling it he smears the blood and a poof of smoke arises. As the smoke clears a large puppet stands before him. "We meet again eh, Hizaru?" The puppet blocks out the sun and stares back down at him speechless. Its eyes are dark and ominous, merely being there brings pain to Nyzu's memories.

Gathering himself for a moment he sighs and takes a ddep breath. "This day would have to come. Let it be now." He stares back into the eyes of the puppet, each beady stone shines back horrifyingly as if it knows the truth. Finally breaking his gaze, Nyzu looks to the ground. "If I wish to truly honor their deaths, I must master Hizaru." His eyes are deteremined, yet his heart isnt. It requires time to heal, time that isnt given. Trying to force his mind into submission his body begins to move without heed. Raising an arm, Nyzu finds himself subconsciously attaching strings to Hizaru. He nods in agreement. "Its time."

Staring at the chakra strings he wonders how to go about this. "Hizaru is the largets puppet I've ever controlled, let alone seen. Except for..." His voice trails off bitterly. "Hizoru..." Turning back to Hizaru he steps up curiously. "Im normally not this feely on first encounters Hizaru, but pardon me. I gotta find out one way or another whats inside ya and how you tick." Laughing he pulls out a screwdriver and removes the chest shield.

"Hmm, this is heavy... OOMPH" The shield falls from the chest and into his arms, the weigh nearly makes him collapse. "Dam! This is fine material. Dare I say perhaps a Class B Greater Defense Chakra Shield?" He stares for a moment and admires the craftsmenship. "Whats this ram?"

Learning forth he stares at the engraving on the shield. It seems to be a finely crafted Ram, melded into the face. In the eyes are two socketed green gems, each glaring back furiously at Nyzu. "Could this be his family coat of arms?" He wonders curiously and smiles. "Aye, let your legacy live on." Remembering the coat in his mind he saves it, keeping it alive in his heart.

Returning to his work however, he quickly looks back at Hizaru. With the chest plate having been removed, it seems to be much easier. With a grunt he gently pulls at the hinged flap behind and reveals the chest cavity. "Wow..." He stares in amazement at what he finds inside.

[Naegi˚ 苗木]

+7

{7.60}

[adero]

7/60

Looking forward he stares in amazement. Before him lies.... absolutely, positively nothing. Staring at an empty chest cavity he frowns. "What the devil?" Poking his head inside he bumps it on something sharp. Looking around he tries to find the object which only slashes at his face one. Furious he looks up. "What the hell is that?" Removing his head he shoves Hizaru over. Staring into the body he sees what seems to resemble cables.

Reaching he diligently feels around, trying not to get cut. As he finds the source of pain he pulls out the object. A long black wirely substance lies in his hands. At the end there seems to be a blade of some sort. "Is this what i think it is?" Having read of puncture cables Nyzu had never tried them himself. He found regular cables more appeasing. As he lets go the cable snaps back into the body and barely nicks him. "So thats why theyre prefered. They auto reload..." He understands now. "Hizaru has no other weapons."

Pulling gently on the cable he wonders where it leads. "This must have an exit somewhere... Since the shield is in the way, it must be one of the extremities." Curiously prodding, he inspects each arm and stares with caution. From leg to leg, he finds nothing. "Expected I suppose. Such a heavy puppet couldnt bear to lift itself from the ground." Moving to the left arm, he tries to find an opening. "The most common spots ought to be the upper and lower arms... But i see nothing." He continues to search the left arm in vain and without luck. Moving to the head he inspects the mouth but finds the throat sealed off.

"No exit point there..." His only possibility left was the right arm. Sighing he raises it and inspects it throughly. "Why cant I find it?..." He searches the cavities of the upper and lower arm and sees the lining of the cables but cannot identify the exit. "It seems to run through the entire arm. But to where? The fingers are much too small to use. And the upper and lower arms are sealed off..." Baffled he places the arm in an up position and rattles it gently. As the wrist flicks back, a cable fires from it, piecing a coconut from the tree nearby. Chuckling he smiles. "Doesnt get much more convient than that."

Propping Hizaru back up, he struggles and grunts. Finally heaving the behemoth to its feet he stares back at the puppet. "Well, I know your weaponry. But i know nothing else of you." Frowning he raises the puppet's head. "May I?" Searching gingerly he examines the screws and pulls out a screwdriver. Carefully undoing several he disattaches the head and stares down into the body. Reaching down he gingerly searches for something.

Grabbing it he takes the puncture cables and smiles. Pulling it out slowly he anchors it to a nearby tree and laughs. "Now its safe to begin. To control a puppet, one must understand the inner workings." With the only hazard removed, his head plunges into the puppet and begins to explore teh fine craftmenship of Grio and his aunt.

[Yun.]

+9

16|60

[adero]

16/60

As he peers inside Nyzu finds himself anxiously teeming like a child waiting for Christmas. Quickly sticking his head inside he looks around in wonder and awe. "Amazing." He stares for a moment taking in his surroundings. Before him lies not what was expected, something intricate and delicate, something he could not understand, but instead he sees a system he is fully known with.

"Who would of thought they used such a simple method of building puppets? Its most definately efficient for the build and size of Hizaru I suppose but wow..." He continues to stare into the guts of Hizaru and chuckles. "Somethings amiss however." As he continues to look around he cant place his finger on it, but something is off. Scratching his head he investigates the system more throughly and tries to understand. "What are you hiding from me Grio and Kri?"

Slowly he dismantles the system in his mind, taking each piece step by step. "Ok, so this system is pretty basic I suppose. Where to start?" Looking around he tries to find the starting piece of the mechanic. "For most of these systems.... it should be .... here." He turns around and looks above. Sure enough there lied a master cog before him. Frowning he continues, something leaves him without ease. "That cog, it seems slightly off..." He reaches up and tries to adjust it, however it doesnt budge.

Shrugging he continues to branch his vision from the cog, working his way around the more intricate systems and away from the cog. With each passing moment he brow grows larger and larger, only furrowing into a v. "Gahhh. What the hell did they do?" He pauses for a moment and hits his head in fury by accident. "This is nothing like the basic system!" He glares at the main cog and looks at it spitefully. "How can one angle change mess the entire system into this?"

Glaring back at the cog furiously he tears at his hair. "Why!!! Why did you have to be different?!?!" As he does he slams the chest of Hizaru, the sounds echo throughout the puppet and it trembles. Suddenly he hears a grinding and turns. Behind him it seems to have started a chain... "What did I do?... Are those cogs moving on its own?!?!" After staring a decent moment the cogs continue to move, as if creating movement off their down momentum.

Baffled he stares at the moving cogs and wonders to himself. "Could this not be the system I orginally thought? I can see it being confused for it, because of the similarities, but its obviously not. It seems to be a self propulsion system." He exits the body for a moment and looks at Hizaru, the puppet's arm seems to be trembling. "?"

Staring at Hizaru he seems baffled. "All this useless movement. But for what?" Quickly attaching chakra strings to the puppet he stares for a moment. "Wait a second..." He bod shakes uncontrollably and begins to rattle. Moving up to Hizaru he kicks the chest and resonates. As it does so, Hizaru begins toshake more violently. "what the hell?" Noticing the puncture cable still outside he allows it to recoil into the chest and wonders. "When I struck it, it began to shake even more. Is this a self defense mechanism?" Stepping back Nyzu throws a regular senbon at the puppet.

It seems to have been easily deflected by the shaking. "Amazing..." Raising the right arm of the puppet he fires the cables, they seemed to have blasted off twice as fast and recoiled just as swiftly. With a nod he lets out a sigh. "I see... The mechanisms not only add as a defense, they improve Hizaru's only weapon. By setting up the cogs as such, whenever the puppet is struck, his attacks grow more ferocious and speedy." sitting down he laughs for a moment. "Typical Grio. Making a puppet to retaliate when struck."

[kajou]

24 / 60

[adero]

24/60

Fully understanding the mechanics of the puppet the real work begins. Staring back it Hizaru, he laughs bitterly. “You know, you really are something. Costed me the life of two instructors, two friends, and my peace of mind. Before we begin do you demand anything else?” He spits at the dirt and laughs ironically. “Hell with ya, your opinion doesn’t matter. Either way, were working together.” Standing before Hizaru he watches as the sun passes overhead.

No longer behind the puppet, its shadowy figure seems less foreboding, as if smiling. With a sigh he stares into its beady eyes again. “Shall we begin, my friend?” Approaching the puppet he raises his arms as if to embrace in a hug. Stopping feet before it, he halts and shoots chakra strings from his fingers. Connecting himself to both arms and legs, he stands for a moment silently. “Let the two become one.” His training had finally taken its first step, his heart mended.

Grunting he wonders where to begin. “It’s the first time working with such a large caliber of puppet. I have no clue where to begin.” Shrugging he looks confused and thinks. Unable to come up with a result he laughs. “I guess its best for trial and error eh?” Looking back at Hizaru he waits for an answer. Nodding to himself as if replied, he smiles. “Maybe… maybe…”

As he attaches his chakra strings he stops and thinks. “Now, first I suppose I can try and move the puppet.” Flicking his wrists he frowns and grunts. The strings tense yet there are no results. The puppet refuses to move. Struggle he pulls harder and lets out a cry. “Move Hizaru! Obey me?!?! Please?” His voice sounds resonant yet pitched. Sighing he tries one last time and stops. “This isn’t working, I get it, but what now?” Hizaru seems to stare back at him, smirking, as if mocking Nyzu.

Sitting on the ground Nyzu calms himself. Angered at his failure he wonders what he could possibly be doing wrong. Closing his eyes he lays on the beach of the coast and feels the sand through its toes. The warmth is soothingly relaxing. As he closes his eyes the wind blows in his hair, its cooling and calming. Inhaling slowly he blocks out the sounds of the puppet, his ears are flooded by the crashing waves around. Lying there for hours he finally sits up and stares back at Hizaru. With a happy complexion he laughs back and greets him, as if an old chum. “Those waves, they get ta ya eh? In the calming sense. They pitter over and over, endlessly, and kinda remind you that no matter how hard life is you gotta keep trying.” Standing he returns back to Hizaru. “Lets try again shall we?”

Looking back determined, he meets the gaze of Hizaru. Not a harsh gaze however, a gently expression showing understanding and caring. As he approaches he smiles. “I know new masters are harsh to accept. Grio and Kri are gone, neither of us can change that, but if you cannot accept me as a new master, then perhaps as a friend? Fighing along my side Hizaru, fight in their memory, and defend their honor. Prove they had left more to this world, prove they left you, a masterpiece of the works and fight.”

Hizaru stares back deeply at Hizaru. Its cold black eyes seem to have softened and glittered. With a sense of satisfaction, Nyzu raises and arm and again tries to control the puppet. Taking control of its hand, he raises and arm and moves it. As it budges he raises his own hand to meet it and embrace it. Shaking hands, the two stand before the waves, allowing them and all the denizens of the seas bear witness.

[adero]

??/60 *** Two posts***

Nodding he releases the hand and proceeds. “Before anything, I must first become accustomed to movement.” Staring back at Hizaru he wonders how to go about this. “If I can recollect from my memories and studies… The best way to go about such would to move the ligaments first, extensions of the body must be mastered before the body itself can move.” Staring back at the arm, he extends his chakra strings from the hand to engulf the who arm. With a sigh he tries to move.

“Its heavy. Much heavier than my veri. I can see why Kri had taught me to strengthen my chakra strings.” Reforming them he surges more chakra through the strings. As they glow more brightly he flicks his wrists again. Smiling he tries again more confidently. As the arm eerks it screeches and wobbles. Moving slowly, the arm rises and halts. Grunting Nyzu heaves again and pulls up more at it. “This will be difficult…. Im struggling just to raise the arm.” Wiping sweat from his face he looks back at the waves. “Cant give up though…. Gotta keep trying.”

As the hours pass more sweat follows and ensues. With each passing moment Nyzu approaches this scientifically. Adjusting the placement of his strings one by one, he finds the most efficient manner of control. “I can see why Grio and Kri never offered me use of Hizaru. He is one that requires mastery…” Staring back he looks all the more deteremined. “All the more reason to tame the beast. He shall be mine.” Finally attuning his positions he smiles and laughs.

“Not bad eh Hizaru?” Satisfied with his work he watches his wrist flicker up and down, up and down. Though exhausted he finds it fully worth the effort. As the arm before him pivots, up and down, following his motions he nods. “Aye, the arm is now flawless, but can I manage to divide my strings, and still be able to use it?” He turns to the other arm and frowns. Quickly reattaching the chakra threads from his right hand to the other arm he looks at it carefully. His left arm jerks with the increased burden.

For a moment he pauses. Trying to grow accustomed to the arm, he continues to work with only his left hand, keeping his strength and focus undivided. “This is more work than expected…” He pants heavily and finally places the other arm into motion. With the same location of chakra strings as the other arm, he begins to swivel it on a pivot slowly. “Its slightly different.” Making the necessary adjustments, he watches and trembles. His arms shake violently and his body is unable to stop it. Wondering how long his limits could be pushed he continues on, ignoring the warnings of his body.

“Ill be damned if I stop. I finally got you to move, no point in losing the progress now.” Working on more vigorously he attempts to out race his bodily designs. As the arms begin to more rapidly move, he stops breathing and begins to tense his muscles. Thinking to himself he begins to fear. “The body is tensing on its own… I cant keep this up… I just…. Cant…” As his eyes begin to close he forces them open, each time doing so they begin to fall yet again. Losing vigor, weariness gets the best of him. His breath cut off he spazzes for air and hits the sand below, landing unconsciously. As the attack on his body ceases he begins to breath slowly, yet unable to move momentarily.

[kajou]

40 / 60 o.o

[adero]

40/60

As the say passes it yields to night. Opening his eyes Nyzu finally regains consciousness. “Wha? Did I collapse again?” He turns and looks around for his beloved Saya yet sees no one. “That’s right… I traveled to Sea.” Frowning he eyes Hizaru who smiles before him. “You again…” His mind races with final thoughts before his collapse. “I was controlling you. And you moved… Or had you controlled me?” His eyes stare curiously at the puppet who so easily controlled his strength. “You exhausted me as if without struggle. You overcame me…” The cold night winds pass over him.

Blowing the air out of his face he stares up and watches at the stars. “They glimmer brightly and in unison. Why can we not cooperate as such?” His eyes look almost accusingly at the puppet and softens. “No matter. Let us begin anew.” Raising his arms he firmly takes hold of the puppet with his chakra strings. Attaching himself to both arms he inhales slowly and breaths the refreshing salty airs. With a nod he begins.

With a graceful flick of the wrists Nyzu begins yet again renewed. Turning his arm he attempts to life the puppet to motion with torque. As if with easy he smiles as it begins to jerk slowly. “Now were talking eh?” Please with new results he tries again using both arms this time. Each moving perfectly in sync he laughs and chuckles. “Did you get weaker Hizaru?” He jokes. “Or did I get stronger?” The answer was really neither. Having not rested for 5 days, his body took tremendous strain and was now rejuvenated. “This aint so bad.” As he continues his muscles stretch slowly, with each raise of the arm they stretch delicately, exercising for preparation to come. Finally satisfied with his results he looks down at the puppet’s legs. “Now thatll be a task.”

Looking down he lowers his gaze to the feet of his puppet. Reattaching threads to the feet he stops and pauses. “This will be much more difficult than expected.” He stares down at the feet once more and looks baffled. “None of my veri have ever set foot on the ground to walk… I may be inexperienced.” About to move again he stops and continues to think. “But… so many other things must be taken into consideration. As the puppet is on one leg, how will he change his stride? What precautions must be taken for balance? How quickly must each step be, and what are the limits the joints may move at a given speed? To stop what force is required, for surely something this large will gain momentum and be difficult to halt.” As his mind boggles with questions he sighs and yawns. “So many questions, so few answers. If only Kri was here.” He laughs at the comment realizing the irony. “Shed probably tell me nothing and allow me to figure it on my own…”

Staring he shrugs. “Nothing better to do than trial and error eh? Not as if theres anything else on this dam island to keep me occupied.” Agreeing with himself he nods conformingly and proceeds. With a heavy sigh he flicks his wrists. The leg of Hizaru moves up and the puppet quivers. “The balance isn’t maintained. The leg must move faster before it falls.” With haste he quickly places the foot back on the ground before him. Landing awkwardly he laughs at Hizaru. “Sorry pal. Now that’s awkward.” Hizaru seems to be doing the splits. Quickly running over to his companion he props him up. “I guess I gotta be faster eh?” Stepping back he tries again. “Now if my body is this large.. and my steps are this long… yours should be about twice mine.” Estimating the distance he marks the ground and tries again this time barely managing to keep it upright.

[adero]

??/60 *** Two posts***

As Hizaru stands there with a foot extended the body trembles. Slowly it begins to tilt backwards and heads to its fall. Worried he straps chakra strings to the back of the puppet and pulls. “Stay upright damit!” Working hard he attempts to save his progress. With his wrists flicking back, he tugs in constant rhythm trying to knock the puppet back to its feet. As he works it inches upright slowly restoring balance. As Hizaru stands before him again he sighs. “Phew, just in time eh?”

Pausing for a moment he continues to resume his work. “Now how about that second step? The journey begins with the first, but the tale ensues with a second.” Smiling at his words he laughs. “Catchy… I just made that up now eh? Like it Hizaru?” He threads a string to the puppets head and makes it nod. Gently pulling on the chin, Hizaru agrees readily and Nyzu laughs. “Perfect.” Now how about that step?”

Halting for a moment he stops and props Hizaru up. Moving behind the puppet he begins to weave a net of chakra to stop its fall. “Thatll do.” Turning his attention back to Hizaru he again lifts the leg. As it rises and falls, he holds it in place growing accustomed to the balance. Not taking a first step he continues to feel and acknowledge the movements and weight distribution required. Sighing he finally senses his preparations are complete. “Here we go buddy.”

He again raises his arm and tries to move the puppet. As the leg moves up, he extends an arm and hovers it forth. Slowly yet surely he continues to distribute the weight of the puppet into the other leg. Bending the knees he then steps forward and firmly places the foot on the ground. With the sand lifting into the air, he pounds into the ground with a loud THUD.

He waits for the sand to settle and stares at his results. “Not bad eh?” Quickly he continues to progress. Working at the legs he tries for a second step. Following through just as the first he laughs wickedly. “Perhaps we can keep this up?” As the second foot lands flawlessly he tries to pick up the other again. “Not bad, not bad… two steps, twenty to go.” Realizing what he said he laughs ironically. “I should know better. As if id be satisfied with twenty eh?” Continuing along he follows through with the same motions. As if mechanic he begins to naturally follow through. His puppets movements become more swift and natural, with each stride it moves faster. “This is more like it!” He frowns however. Something doesn’t seem right… Staring at the puppet from a distance it continues to run. “But what?...”

Watching some more he feels dissatisfied. The puppets movements seem more human but they are off. As he listens to the pattering of the waves he tries to keep up with the beat. His fingers moving just as fast, he stares at the puppet. “Theyre not in sync.” Frustrated he continues absent mindedly moving the puppet and ponders the error. “Is it because its so large?” He shakes his head.

“Surely not, afterall that can be improved later. What is it?” He continues to watch the movements of the puppet. As it doubles back he stares at the ram. Its eyes gleam back as if charging for Nyzu himself. Scratching his chin the answer stares him back in the eyes. “Could it be the chakra shield?” Remembering how heavy it was when he removed it he nods. “Its gotta be… in exchange for defense, Grio sacrificed some speed. But why?”

[Naegi˚ 苗木]

+7
+8
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+15

{55.60}

[adero]

55/60

Puzzled by his teachers decision he frowns and yawns a bit. Looking back up the sky begins to grow dark. "Perhaps it is night soon eh?" Turning back to Hizaru he laughs and walks up to the puppet. Knocking on its chest shield he hears a strong resonance resembling a high pitched ding. Sighing he laughs. "Now thats good quality eh? But still. I cannot comprehend nor understany why my master has done that. You are the slowest thing on this planet Hizaru."

He laughs jokingly and coyly at Hizaru. "You know its true, dont be mad, accept it with the jokes and all will be fine. But really, why?" Turning back to the stars he wonders if his tutor looking down upon him and heard him. "I mean im not big for religion and all, but if you really have ascended to the heavens, do show me why?" For a moment he pauses and hopes, then turning in distaste he pretends nothing had happened. "Silly me, as if a sign would miraculously show me the answer."

Chuckling yo himself disconcertingly he looks back at Hizaru. "Now think... If I was a giant hunk of metal, what would my uses be?" Staring he plays with the hand between his toes, allowing its warmth to sift through. "I suppose fast movement is out of the question, also agility and manuevering. So the only benefits I see are perhaps soaking damage and swift counter attacks. But even then, it hinders view so greatly when used at a close range, it couldnt guard me that effectively."

His voice trails as he thinks, the last few words echo in his mind... "If he cant guard effectively... why is he a defensive puppet." smiling he stands and laughs. "Touche Grio!" Standing before the puppet he pretends and attack is comming before him. quickly using puppet replacement he laughs as there now stands an immense wall between him and the imaginary attack, a wall named Hizoru.

[pandoru]

+5

{60/60}

Booya

[adero]

Cable Assault
Rank: D-ranked
Skill: Ninjutsu, supplementary
Effect: Increase the attack speed of puncture cables
Special: Chakra strings usage.
Drawback: (see below)
Description: A puppeteer can train to increase the speed at which puncture cables attack. The puncture cables can exit/return to the mouth of the opening at a much faster rate. This means that they can generate much more momentum then ever before, increasing there effectiveness in battle. The cables can generate so much more momentum then ever before, that the cables can pierce through various metals, tiled floor, trees, etc with much more ease then ever before. This technique is somewhat very chakra consuming. A puppeteer must relearn this technique over and over, not only to be used on multiple cables, but to also decrease the amount of chakra spent, increase the speed at which the cables travel, and return.
Limit: Must be a Puppeteer. Must have Puncture cable type weapon.

0/10

Sleeping over night on the beaches he allows the nearby trees to shelter him. As the sun arises slowly he turns to his side and tries to hide his eyes from the light. "Its too early... the light beckons too soon." Yawning he tries to sleep some more, the sun seems persistant however. Getting up he reluctantly leaves his shelter. Staring back at the sun his stomach rumbles unhappily, he hasnt eaten since last morning.

Dissatisfied he looks around and attempts to find food. Scrounging through the bushes he finds several odd berries and sits down with them before him. "Its not much but of well." Nibbling slowly he feels dissatisfied. "I need substance." He wishes deeply for meat. "This isnt filling in any form or manner." Staring at the ground around him he tries to find any other lifeforms, his stomach is desperate, and his nin instincts are willing to kill for game.

Staring around he at first sets his berries aside. Wandering for a moment he searches for life. "Perhaps a rabbit? Or a bird of some sort? Anything would suffice." Refusing to give up he continues to search the island in vain. After a good hour or so, Nyzu returns to his berries, his search fruitless as well as his meal. Cursing he stares at little rabbit tracks in the sand.

Before he can retaliate he sees a rabbit hoping off into the distance. He swears and laughs. "At least some one got a decent meal." Watching the rabbit leave he stares enviously. "Take your food and smile. For I will have the last laugh on a full stomach." Standing up he stares threateningly and hears a splish in the water.

Turning curiously he stares into the water. As he hears another splish he looks more anxiously. Staring into the waters he laughs and spies a glimmer. A swift body sneaks through the waters and ducks behind the rocks. "Could there be fish in these waters?" He stares baffled only to be reconfirmed as a fish leaps from the air. Grasping at it frantically he reenters the water safely. Hungry he begins to grow desperate. "I need something to kill and catch the fish... yet these senbon..."

He holds up a glass senbon. "They would only poison the food..." Smiling mischeviously he turns to Hizaru and laughs. Walking the giant puppet over he places it near the water and extends his right arm. "Hizaru, human wall, body guard, and now fish mongler." Chuckling he prepares the arm at bay, readying to fire the puncture cable at the next fish.

As the fish leaps into the air yet again Nyzu quickly triggers the palms. Firing his cable at the fish he attempts to spear it and entrap it. The fish is too swift however. Missing the fish, Nyzu curses and watches it plop back into the water. "Damit! the mechanism is too slow!!!" He curses continually and tries several more times. As he repeats he fails again and again and stops. "Perhaps it cna be enhanced using chakra?" Staring curiously back at Hizaru he places a hand against the arm.

Imbuling it with chakra he waits patiently for the next fish. Suddenly leaping from the air without warning a second fish flies into the air. With a shout he pulses chakra and the cables shoot out from the arm like a bullet. Impailing the fish another leaps. Quickly recoiling Nyzu pulses more chakra and spears a second. Dancing he laughs and stares at his work. "No ones going hungry tonite eh?"

[tetsu]

+10. Add to bio.

[adero]

Ningyoutsukai chi-muwa-ku (Puppeteer Teamwork)
Rank: S-rank
Skill: Ninjutsu, supplementary
Effect: Similar to "body control". The puppeteer uses chakra strings to attach to a willing team mate(s), allowing them to create a powerful team.
Special: Ninjutsu, Supplementary
Drawback: Some commands made by the puppeteer may hurt team mates, Rules of Puppet technique apply. The team mate must be willing to be controlled.
Description: Attaching a few chakra strings to a team mates, A puppeteer can command and control them just like their own puppets. Under the control of the puppeteer, the team mate is able to move and maneuver far better then Humanly possible. The dodging attacks are far easier as well, since the puppeteer can pull, push and maneuver The human just like a puppet. Speed and strength are increased as well as the chakra strings send pulses of chakra to the team mates muscles. Thus reducing chakra use for the team mates or Increasing their attacks more. Since their is no struggle against control, this jutsu may last for an extremely long time, meaning that a puppeteer can control a Human team mate for as long as they can afford the chakra (but roughly 300 posts till the puppeteers own chakra is fully drained). The puppeteer may control more then one team mate, but this means less control and effectiveness. For example, one chakra string should be placed on each of the team mates extremities which ensures perfect control (4-5 strings minimum)
Limit: Must be puppeteer.

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As Nyzu once again lands on these shore so sacred to him he looks around and thanks the man. Nodding the old man sits down under a tree and begins to nap. With a yawn Nyzu slowly wanders into his own path, his mind is filled with recollections of Kri and Grio. "Before they had perished... Kri had told me to teach another the body control technique was forbidden. But why?" He stops and kicks a rock, then chasing after it he continues to wonder.

"It wasnt that forbidden, not deadly." He chuckles. "Ok, perhaps causing one to suicide against their will was deadly, but she was holding something back. It seemed as though this jutsu had so much more potential. Knowledge she did not wish to disperse nor even teach me. The same goes for Grio... he knew something."

As he wanders aimlessly he begins to traverse inland. Finding more and more vegetation, he walks along the trees. A breeze blows through his hair as he continues along. "This place never ceases to amuse me... Its so calm and tranquil." As he ironically speaks these words, the forest suddenly ends. Staring his mouth gapes a bit and he sees the event before him. A small town lies, almost as modern as mainland.

"What the devil?... I thought no one resided here..." Curious he enters the streets and looks around. Children move about slowly, and bazaars seem to be less bustling than most. Confused he stares. "This place... is near dead. I see, there are no real people here, they are all dead inside." His eyes stare grimly at the child slinking before him, as if the life and energy was sucked from him.

Continuing past the streets people continue to stare at Nyzu. "I guess they dont have many visitors eh?" Walking down, ignoring the searching eyes of others, he looks around and tries to find something to be a source of amusement. Stopping he turns and sees people hovering behind him. As he turns they scatter and disperse. "How odd... Oi!!! Anyone here got anything to do?..." Dead silence ensues as everyone stares.

Shrugging he continues along his path until he spies an old man standing at the ends of the ally. His eyes bulge slightly as he turns and sees a familiar face. "Old man? Chemist? Keru?!?!?!" The figure turns and looks at him having heard his name. "Nyzu? is that you?..." Indeed the old man was Keru the chemist, his face seems haggard just as before yet oddly more youthful.

Surpised to see one of his remaining instructors in the middle of nowhere of all places he walks forward and greets the old man. "What brings you here sir?" His eyes glimmer with joy as he was bored on the island yet again. Having found it has been ruined by the existance of people he was delighted to find one was worthy of his attention. "Oi lad, come with me, it is not safe... to speaking among... these people."

Nodding confusedly, he agrees as the two exit the town. Traveling a good few hundred feet they stop outside the village and the old man turns to Nyzu. "Oi, what was it now you wanted to know?" He stares into Nyzu's eyes, as if reading his mind. "You want to know of those villagers dont you. But what is it you really seek? Fate never brings you across my path for pleasantries... which jutsu do you seek now?"

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He laughs at his instructors bluntness. Shrugging he nods. "Aye, sir that may be the case, however this really is fate. Enough of my quests for knowldge. What of those people? They seem near dead without enthusiams, not joy, nor any essence signing life." The old man listens to his pupil and nods. "Aye, fear not Nyzu, it is nothing of your concern." His voice trails omniously and then brightens. "Oi, so whatd you wanna learn exactly my boy?" He pats Nyzu on the shoulder and leads him away from the town, his voice is fulled with merriement of the past.

"You used to be such a slimmed fellow, have you lost even more weight?" He continues to joke on as they farther themselves fromt he city. Turning his head back Nyzu stares curiously one last time and laughs as well. "Oi sir, I may be, or perhaps age has stolen your youth and compensated with fat?" Chuckling he thinks about Grio and Kri. "Theyre all the same, hiding stuff from me."

Turning back he looks seriously at his instructor. "Have you ever heard of the devil puppeteer?" his mind halts and speaks no more. If the old man knew nothing he would be forced to remain silent, even in death, his oath to Kri would remain vigilant. "If he knows nothing, he shall. As much as id hate to leave one instructor in the dark, to dishonor another in death would be utter disgrace." Waiting he pauses to hear a reply. The old man stops and looks at him surpisingly. scratching his chin his eyes furrow. "Where have I heard that before boy?..."

He stares off into the sky and ponders the recesses of his mind. "Its disturbing.... ive heard that name before... and it wasnt associated with good..." His eyes turn to Nyzu. "I believe it was someone by the name of Kri? or Kari?..." His face frowns wondering why his pupil attempted to dig up such hated and buried memories. Its obviously a source of discomfort to the man.

Pausing he continues, seeing the dissapointed face on his pupil he tries to provide a decent answer. "I believe... she was the first puppeteer to have used puppetry.... to control humans..." His face scowls. "Enough of that boy! The things of my past concern you not!" Surpised Nyzu looks up. "It was Kri sir... and what do you mean by past concerns?..."

Placing a palm onto his face he frowns. "Ive said too much havent I?" Nodding Nyzu laughs and agrees. "I guess no point in holding back now sir." The man stops to disagree. "Aye, that I shall not tell you. But why do you mention her?" Quickly Nyzu raises an arm and latches out chakra strings. Taking over his instructors body he smiles only to see the man gone. He stands and stares at Nyzu. "Who the devil taught you that...?!? dont tell me... she did?..." His face stares in disbelief and perhaps fear...

"that technique.... Its hers..." the old man breaks his axis jutsu and stares at Nyzu. "Dont tell me youve sold your soul to THaT lady..." Nyzu turns in amusement. "What now sir? She really seemed quite nice..." The old man looks in distaste. "Not if you knew what she had done... It was immoral and against our code." He turns to Nyzu and disapproves. "hows the old bat doing?" Looking back down at the ground Nyzu grows solemn.

"Shes dead..." The old man looks in shock and laughs a bit, then grows quiet. "Dead?... I knew she was as old as me... but how?... Some one who has sinned that much would be shunned by hell instead of welcomed..." Nyzu sighs abd begins to retell the story to his master, perhaps in hopes of shedding light to Kri's secret.

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"Oi sir, I met her quite a while back. Decent kind lady, yet she seemed harsh and stern." The man laughs slowly and continues to listen. "That was her alright. Loving ya one sec, beating ya the next." Ignoring the man's comment Nyzu continues with his tale. Entralling the man with his previous experience he starts from the beginning. With Grio, then the loom, followed by the reunion with Grio and the death of both. As he finishes he ends silently, allowing the chemist to think.

For a moment all is silent. Biting his thumbs Nyzu waits for a response. "The girl has changed eh?..." He pauses and stands. "Well, ill be damned. For such a wicked seductive gal, she really turned the leaf before she died, then kicked the bucket." Standing he smiles back to Nyzu. "Very well, I shall reconcile my differences with the dead. Let us be off!" Nodding Nyzu continues to follow the old man away from town, not far off a shadow lurks in the dark. Both are unsuspecting of it, or so the figure thinks.

Continuing along the old man speaks more. "That was her infamous body control techique was it not?" Nyzu looks up in feigned suprise. Expecting the old man to know something it was obvious he was holding back. "Aye sir. What about it?" The man laughs and chuckles. "It seems quite familiar to the original, Kri taught you well, but it lacks the final piece."

He stares into the skies and looks for a moment. "Sir?" He pauses again and speaks. "Ill let ya in on a little secrect." Leaning forward the man smiles wickedly. "Me and her, we go way back. Almost to when we were children." As his voice entrances Nyzu he listens on to the mans tale, with each word he grasps to them and tries to learn more, perhaps finding his answers in them.

"Even as children, we would be bitter rivals. Finding early interest in puppetry, we competed nonstop, seeing who could control the biggest and most puppets..." his voice dawdles for a bit and continues. "Anyhow... Twas our mid twenties. The kage of cloud had assigned to an S ranked mission.... He entrusted us with an assasination of the greatest importance. Both of us were equally seen in his eyes, we were teh dynamic duo, the gods of puppetry, with us together we were unstoppable. Yet Kri didnt tell me, no she told me nothing. Not until it was too late her new technique had unfolded.

As we reached the palace which was guarded by several nin she acted without warning. Taking control of the guards they turned and rebeled. Then she claimed all the glory, she singly handedly defeated the enemies with her own literal hand." He stops t breath for a moment. "Of course we sparred and I knew how to counter the technique... yet she never taught me nor showed me... It was her secret. as we continued to work side by side she rose in rank and surpassed me. Becoming a legend of the town, I was left in the dust, yet still her equal. Soon I hid in the shadow being forgotten allowing her to claim the glory. Before I had however she smirked as I left. You know what she said? The fox whispered into my ears as I left "Theres more... Its a new level of technique." Leaving me mystified I left her alone in the spotlight."

Baffled Nyzu looks up. "There was more?..." The man nods and grunts. "Aye, apparently so. more than neither you and I can comprehend. However as the years passed we kept contact. Informing me of her progress she continued to rub it in. It burned as each letter i read only emphasized my failure. Finally she stopped writing however.

She too had gone into seclusion and low behold. I happened to meet her one final time over ten years ago and she agreed to teach me. Humiliating eh? She taught me her methods, and I was astounded. She honestly did deserve a title beyond my own." Looking back Nyzu wondered. "What was this secret?!?!?"