That Medic is Dangerous!

[Captain M]

The next day, at the initial training spot...(Near the hospital of Iwagakure)

Sen’eitaishu (Hidden Shadow Bandage Hands)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Wraps bandages around a patient or object.
Special: Snake
Drawback: Must have a bandage source within the sleeve.
Description: The user thrusts their arm forward, releasing bandages from inside their sleeves towards the patient. These bandages are strong as ninja wire and fly forward at the speed of a kunai, wrapping around the target and immobilizing them. This technique has a range of five meters, plus five for every difficulty rank above D the user possesses.
Limit: Must be a medic.

Lionel stood in the calm clearing at the far east of the village, his torso proudly sticking out. His cane was tightly clenched in his hand, though for this specific training session he would not use the blade that was inside. His long ivory cloak swooshed in the wind, Myriam and Li Mein joined him, ready to learn the next technique in his arsenal of Medical Jutsu.

"These, wrap them around your arms girls." Lionel said as he threw long strands of bandages before him. They landed on the grass before them.

The orange-haired Medic bent down and picked up the first strand of white material. She rolled up her green sleeve, revealing her pale skin, where faint marks of freckles could be seen. She started wrappin it around her left arm, using her teeth to pull and tighten the long strands as she worked on it as much as she could.

"In my opinion this is one part of the training, you do not want to cut your circulation while wrapping it too loosely will make the technique useless and it is quite annoying to have them hang however they please." Lionel explained, looking at his grandchildren. Both seemed to be making steady progress.

Myriam proceeded to wrap around the second strand of bandage. Soon her forearm disappeared under the layer of soft fabric. The material was not uncomfortable to the skin, once she was pleased with the way she had wrapped the bandages she lifted both of her arms before her.

Lionel walked towards her, examining her arms, his eyes scanned the white surface, his hands travelled across the the smooth surface of her covered arms. She had wrapped them perfectly, not too tight, nor too loose. The white material clinged to the arm without cutting the blood circulation, nor falling down. He proceeded to examine Myriam’s cousin, both had done excellent work.

The next thing the young Medical Nin saw was their grandfather, his hands a blurr as he performed several hand seals and soon there were three identical Lionel. The middle one smiled, introducing his clones to the girls. "You will be practising your jutsu on my clones" He instructed. He explained to the girls what the technique was but did not go into detail about how to learn it, they would need to come up with their own way of performing it.

This jutsu was about manipulating the bandages around her arms to get them to fly off of her and roll themselves around the patient. In this situation, she would need to tangle the bandages around one of her grandfather’s clones. Like usual, she would need to focus all her strength and determination to learn this technique.

Closing her eyes, the young orange haired girl manipulated the chakra inside of. The blue energy travelled into the chakra corridors that were all around her body. The azure energy was then chanelled to the girls arms, and soon a white energy was irradiating from the bandages, the chakra that she was letting out was mixing into the white fabric.

Myriam focused even more to try and make the bandages roll off of her arms and launch themselves towards the old man’s clone. The bandages remained motionless, waiting for an outside force to move them. The kunoichi concentrated even more, focus her chakra through the bandages, after a few seconds the bandage tingled slightly…

[Captain M]

The young genin’s face contorted as she forced her chakra to manipulate the bandages tied around her arms, she deeply wanted them to untangle themselves and fly towards her opponent to the bond them up like a mummy. A drop of sweat rolled down Myriam’s chin and continued down her cheek.

The bandage had soon left Myriam’s arms, even before she had noticed. The white material unrolled itself from her arms and flew towards the clone. Somehow, as if the weight of the bandages had been too much the white fabric fell to the ground, it remained motionless on the grass, it seemed as if she had not performed it right.

Li Mein which stood near her cousin had done a lot more progress. Her bandages had flown to Lionel’s clone but had only been used as a projectile, they had not twisted each other around the clone but had only collided with the man’s torso. Myriam shook her head and let out a sigh as she approached her own bandages, she fell to her knees and got to work.

Taking the long strands of white material she strapped them around her forearms. She now had a new technique to put them on so that they would not be too tight nor too loosely tight. Her greenish brown eyes observed her work without difficulty, she was not even looking at her cousin’s progress, Li Mein’s progress was not important to her.

Once the bandages were back onto the young kunoichi’s forearm, Myriam got back to work. She outstretched her arms forward and concentrated deeply. Her face twitched as she gave it all her concentration. The bandages slowly unrolled from around her arms, the long white strands dancing around as her arms was soon revealed.

The bandages were soon completely off of her forearms, but they did not move forward, instead of flying forward towards the old man’s clone, they jumped backwards and soon they were twisting around Myriam, tighter and tighter. She was bonded from her knees to her neck. "OH ! OH ! " The orange haired kunoichi declared as she fell backwards and onto the grass. She rolled herself from side to side trying to get out of this trap of bandages. The ebony haired kunoichi went to her cousin’s aid, she untangled the bandages and made Myriam roll on her back, slowly untwisting the long strands of bandages that had rolled around her. "Thank you" Myriam said timidly as she got up to her feet.
"You’ve somehow made progress, but not enough. Do not forget that it must twist around the patient, or opponent, not yourself. " Lionel said calmly. The young Nade nodded towards her sensei and resumed her training, she redid her bandages, making them twirl around her arms and tightening them perfect in place. She prepared herself to try again, taking deep breathes to calm herself before doing it again.

Myriam outstretched both of her hands, she summoned her chakra once more to her hands, calling it forth with all her might. The chakra soon rested in her forearms waiting for Myriam to will them how she desired. She directed them through her skin and into the bandages, the fabric and the chakra mixed together, ready to be manipulated.

The bandages started untangling themselves from Myriam’s forearms. Soon they had completely left Myriam’s arms and were shooting towards Lionel’s clone. The clone remained motionless, waiting for the bandages to come for him. The bunch of white fabric collided with the clone and soon enough something strange happened…

The white bandages were twirling and dancing around the clone. It was soon tightening its grip on the patient, or victim in this case, and soon Lionel’s clone was completely tied up in the bandages, from his knees up to his shoulders. He fell backwards and started laughing. Myriam jumped into the air, thrilled about her newest accomplishment, completely oblivious to the laughing of Lionel’s clone.

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[Captain M]

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"You call this tight ?" The clone declared as he brought his arms up horizontally, the bandages fell to the ground with a thud. Myriam shook her head in disbelief, a moment ago it seemed as if the white fabric had twisted itself around the clone like a snake about to feast on its pray, but now, the bandages had been as weak as a dead snake, falling to the ground without effort.

Myriam went back to the bandages and resumed her training. Like she had done several times previously she wrapped the white fabric around her forearms, she had done them too tight this time around so she loosened them up only slightly so that the jutsu could be performed with no problem, she somehow needed to make the bandages tighter when they arrived around the patient or victim.

She wiped the sweat that had collected at her forehead. Her bandaged-arms absorbed the sweat which made Myriam raise an eyebrow. It was like any other fabric, it could absorb lightly some liquids. She outstretched both of her arms and resumed her concentration. She performed the Snake Handseal and soon the bandages were released from her being, they flew towards Lionel’s clone, wrapping themselves around his body. The bandages were like the handseal, like snakes, wrapping around their victim, squeezing, soon the clone realised that he could not move anymore, the bandages were too tightly wrapped around his body, preventing him from moving. He fell onto his back and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

"You might be able to throw them, but do you have proper aim, try trapping your opponent while he is in movement Myriam." Lionel instructed as he summoned once more a Shadow Clone. The man, identical to her sensei had a grin on his face. The man performed several cartwheels and summersaults, trying to distract the young kunoichi while moving at the same time making him a hard target to catch.

Myriam lifted both of her hands clumsily, she had difficulty holding them in place. She took a deep breath, the sun had been hitting her skin hard, she could feel a patch of red skin form just above her cheeks, below her semi-closed eyes. She bit her lower lip, the faint pain that erupted in her mouth woke her up, a new surge of concentration washed over, a grin on her lips came with it.

Quickly performing the handseal, the snake, some types of this specific reptile would wrap themselves around their prey, nullifying their movements, to keep them in check while they devour them. Like hungry snakes, the bandages unrolled from the kunoichi’s arms and flew in a direct line towards Lionel’s clone. Slithering around the fake, the snake-like bandages wrapped themselves around their prey.

The clone was stuck, unable to move, his eyes widened in surprise. His arms stretched, trying to get out of the trap that was the white fabric around him, but his efforts were in vain. He cried out, but nothing came. A triumphant smile appeared on Myriam’s lips, to Li Mein’s displeasure, she had been the only one to take this as a competition, yet she was way behind Myriam’s progress.

The rust-haired girl ran to the man’s side, helping him in his battle against the boa-like bandages. She found the tip of the strap and pulled on it. Soon in a cartoonesque manner, the clone was sent spiralling in circles as the white threads of bandages were released from the man’s body. Once the bandages were completely off the man was sent flying into a tree, a cloud appeared as the clone was banished. Once Myriam had taken back the bandages she proceeded to wrap them back up around her forearms.

"It has become somewhat of a reflect right, that is very important, keep those bandages at all times around your forearm, you never know when this weapon will be useful." The older medic said looking at Myriam. She nodded, a smile on her face.

[hotaru]

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[Captain M]

Zesshi Nensan (Fanged Tongue Acid)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user expels a burst of corrosive acid from their mouth.
Special: --
Drawback: The user may also be corroded by the acid if they enter the cloud. The cloud can be blown away with a Fuuton technique.
Description: The user focuses chakra into their lungs. They then release the chakra, expelling a cloud of acidic gas from their mouth. This acid forms a cloud with a diameter of four meters, centered about two meters away from the user. The user stands just outside the cloud. The cloud corrodes flesh, and will burn away the upper layer of skin in a single round. If the foe remains within the cloud for four rounds, on the fourth the acid will have corroded almost all the way through their flesh. The cloud dissipates after five rounds.
Limit: Must be a medic.

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Myriam stood, listening to her sensei's words. He was talking about the next technique that he wanted to teach to his two apprentices. Li Mein had finally been able to learn the Hidden Shadow Bandage Hands techique so they were still equal when it came to medical jutsu. The young kunoichi was soon lost in thought, not sure what her sensei was saying. Soon Lionel instructed them to start training. Myriam nodded and backed away from Li Mein and Lionel not wanting to hurt them with her cloud of corrosive acid.

She needed to direct the chakra to her lungs. This chakra would then turn the gas in her lungs into acid which could be expelled into a cloud of this acidic solution, which would corrode skin and flesh. Myriam caught herself wondering how this could be considered a medical jutsu...

Myriam took a deep breath, letting as much air enter her lungs. She then closed her eyes and concentrated. She molded her chakra into her lungs, once there she hoped it would change the gas within her lungs on its own, she had no idea how to do it. Once she felt ready, her mouth fell open and she released the gas in her lungs. Nothing happened. She coughed a few times, looking around questioningly.

Li Mein had already been able to release a small gas of the corrosive solution. The orange haired kunoichi would need to work a lot harder if she wanted to learn this technique. She took another deep breath but expelled it as quickly as it was taken, her eyes meeting with her grandfather's.

"The hardest part is molding the chakra into your lungs, making the chakra alter what is within, releasing afterwards is easy." Lionel explained, both arms crossed above his chest. Myriam responded with a nod, this was going to be difficult she figured.

An acid is traditionally considered any chemical compound that, when dissolved in water, gives a solution with a hydrogen ion activity greater than in pure water, Myriam remembered. But this acid would need to be more dangerous. An acid on the pH scale can have any pH level below 7. Though the closer to 7 the weaker the acid, the lower, the stronger. She had not idea at want point on the scale this specific acid needed to be, but she would try to make it as acidic as possible.

Myriam concentrated, trying to remember everything she could about acids from her Chemistry classes she had taken at the same time as going at the academy. Acids had several properties, they tasted sour, which would tell her when releasing the gas if it was acidic. The could react with metals creating a specific salt with hydrogen gas. While reacting with its opposite, the base, water and a salt would be created. Depending on the degree of dissociation it could also conduct electricity. Acids can go through any phase, liquid, gaseous and even solids, though Myriam wanted to summon a gaseous acid which could be molded into a cloud. With all this information now fresh in her mind, the kunoichi hoped it would go smoother learning it.

Myriam mustered the chakra to her lungs, making it build. When her lungs started crying out for oxygen intake, the medic released the gas. A sour taste grazed upon her tongue, this meant that it was an acid solution that was released. The gas that was coughed up was of a light purple hue, it could barely be seen, but it was still there. Myriam waved a hand before her face, it had taken a lot of effort and sweat had appeared upon her face.

[Zetsumei]

Hisoka had been searching for the past half-hour and finally came across Myriam. Being behind her he would go unseen and notice her busy training. Not wanting to disturb the Medic he silently walked over to the old man. Quietly the Sankuchi would whisper, "When Myriam is finished, tell her that Kurenai is in the hospital right now..." Without another word Hisoka would turn and leave the area, a single peacock tail feather falling from his person unnoticed by the boy.

[Exit]

[Captain M]

Myriam noticed Hisoka speaking with her sensei. She ran to her sensei's side, the man explained the situation, the girl nodded, the training could wait until another day. The kuinoichi also noticed a feather which she picked up, it probably belonged to Hisoka...

(exit, still waiting for TP grade)

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[Captain M]

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Coming back to visit her grandfather again, Myriam was a little ashamed. She had spent so long away from home, and there was almost no doubt in her cousin’s improvement while she was away. She bowed her head at that. She had never been one to slack, but business had called her away, and there wasn’t much she could do about that.

She sighed deeply, looking at Li Mein. The other girl was still there too, or so it would seem. Her cousin was already so far ahead of her. She couldn’t give up now. She wouldn’t be placed second best to Li Mein. Not after working so hard already, not after doing her best to beat her… it was nothing but a competition now.

How had it become this? She hadn’t wanted that much, but now, she felt something akin to pride coming in the way. She wanted acknowledgement that she was just as good as any other medic in the family. Maybe it was envy; The Nade couldn’t be sure herself. So she focused on something else to take her mind off of the matter.

She thought of the most vile, corrosive thing she could think of. Battery Acid? No, she decided, that definitely wasn’t good enough. Chlorine bleach(BANKAI). No, that was basic. She needed something acidic. What she needed was something so far on the acidic side of the scale that it would tip itself into a level that was purely catastrophic to everything around it.

What she needed was something strong, something that would burn, even after water was applied to remove the acid… or worse, for enemies at least, something that could cause exothermic rreactions if not treated properly, and given the amount of medics in the shinobi business, chances were slim they would know how, which meant if they didn’t have prior knowledge to the dangers of those kinds of acids, they’d only burn themselves trying to get rid of them.

Since, after all, putting awater on some acids could cause burns worse than those the acid gave itself, simply because of the reaction from the temperature. No shinobi had taught her that, however. She had gone out of her way to look up the information. The chemistry classes in the academy had taught her quite a bit about acidic substances, but not as much as the village library had when she researched the subject.

Truthfully, she had been looking for a way to help fixx acid burns at the time, but she learned much more about how they worked and the organic acids contained within the body, ones like hydrochloric acid, possibly one of the most deadly acids that existed. She didn’t like the idea of using something so vile on anyone, but if it came down to it, she’d rather have an ace up her sleeve in the case of her needing it, then to be defenceless because of her morals.

If there were acids like Hydrochloric, which was possibly the strongest of the ones in her body, located in her stomach, then surely, all she needed to do was focus and mediate her body movements in order to facilitate bringing something so strong out. Given that hydrochloric acid was a liquid, with water being the only thing that bound it, she’d have to use her chakra to separate the raw hydrogen chloride from the water it had mixed with, making a gas cloud that was even more concentrated and deadly.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at Li Mein, that stupid cousin of hers who stood a few meters away, watching her as she thought. Myriam would give her something to think about all right. She would focus the chakra in her body to he stomach, waiting as she tried to separate the liquid into its components. It would be a strain on her, but Li Mein would soon see that she was no push over.

[Captain M]

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Waiting as the chakra separated the two parts of the aqueous acid in her stomach, she exhaled, the air in her lungs straining to hard for release, and the acid nowhere near ready. She regulated her breathing back to its normal pace as she focused her chakra more; using it to split the molecular structure of the substance she carried within her digestive tracted.

Myriam’s insides felt strange, almost as if they were starting to burn under the pressure. The mucous lining her stomach could only do so much, after all, and this was pushing it. She took a deep breath, before readying herself, exhaling, and filling her lungs with another draw of the air around her, stretching her lungs as much as they’d allow.

Using her chakra once more, Myriam would do what she could to force the acid gas upwards into her throat, lining her oesophageal passage with the energy as she felt the sting be subdued somewhat. Making sure she had coated the inside of her mouth as well, the young Nade prepared to finish the jutsu at hand.

She felt the eyes of her inquisitive cousin upon her once more. It wasn’t like Myriam was trying to show off, she just wanted to learn the technique and move on. Feeling the pressure build up as she felt the gas rise up her throat ever so slowly, she held in the air in her lungs as long as she could.

She was sure her face was turning red from the strain, but she couldn’t stop now. It would be too much to take emotionally if she just gave up at this point. She turned, making sure that there were no animals or anything else that might be harmed in the path of her exhalation. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt something.

The build up becoming almost too great, Myriam held on as the last of the gaseous product wafted up above her epiglottis. Still she held back, almost feeling faint at the lack of oxygen. She could feel the burning within her mouth. She did her best to focus more chakra there as she used will power, chakra, and her own muscles to bring the last of her deadly cloud to the point where it wouldn’t just sink back down if she moved to exhale.

She ha dfinally reached that point, it seemed, when she let out all the air within her lungs, sending a deep purple cloud wafting out into the nearby area. Making sure to get all of the vile gas out of her system, she noticed something… it didn’t taste sour, as the name acid would suggest. If it weren’t for the chakra, she could have sworn her tongue would have been burning beyond belief. Currently, it felt much akin to the feeling one got when licking a battery… only she couldn’t get rid of it.

Spitting a bit to try and get rid of the taste, as un-lady like as it was, she looked up to see her cousin’s shock. Obviously Myriam had outperformed the Li Mein, on a massive scale no less. The thought made her somewhat happy, even if she couldn’t get that bitter taste out of her mouth. It would pass in time no doubt, but for now, she was happy just to have finished the jutsu. Maybe now she could move on to something a little more helpful to other people.

[Tenkai]

Learned.
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[Captain M]

Kenzan Metsuki (Seeing Eyes)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user gains the ability to see inside small portions of the patient’s body.
Special: Horse, Dragon, Dog, Rat, Snake, Rat
Drawback: The user must be stationary when performing this technique.
Description: The user forms the hand seals, holding the final rat seal and holding it in between their eye. The user focuses chakra into a lens on either side, allowing them to see inside their patient’s body in a small area, one roughly six inches by four inches in area. The user can perceive the chakra circulatory system as well as the inner systems of the body when looking through this lens.
Limit: Must be a medic.

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“Good work Myriam. I see you’ve grown stronger.” A voice rang out from not so far away. It was apparent that Lionel had been watching her progress. Her green eyes gleamed at the acknowledgement of her grandfather, knowing that she had pleased him in her efforts. Li Mein was nowhere to be seen anymore. Something told Myriam that jealousy might’ve had something to do with it.

“Grandfather, how has training been?” The Redheaded Nade would ask, wondering what kind of mischief it was that her elder had been getting up to. “Fairly minimal, actually.” The older man replied, looking at his granddaughter. “Your cousin has been rather unmotivated without you around.” It was strange to hear such things. Myriam had no idea that Li Mein was so serious.


Inquisitive green eyes found their match in those of her sensei as walked casually over to him. “Is there anything else you can teach me right now sensei?” The rust-haired girl asked politely. She had doubted that Li Mein had been entirely unmotivated. Surely her cousin had learned something that wasn’t known to her while she had been away.

“Well, there is one thing… actually” Her grandfather cared to mention. “The Kenzan Metsuki… the seeing eyes. It was the only jutsu that Li Mein really learned while you were gone.” His aged gaze found its way to his rust-haired grand daughter as she looked nearly faint with glee. She enjoyed the hard work, if for nothing more than the spoils. He admired that much in her.

“The seeing eyes jutsu is a technique that allows you to truly see inside someone, even to see their chakra circulatory system. If you have heard of the Byakugan of the Hyuuga, think along those lines, only much smaller, and much less refined.” Her sensei tutored knowledgeably.


Myriam had heard of Doujutsu before, and knew of the Byakugan, at least to some minimal degree. “But sensei, I don’t have a dou-“ Her words were silenced by the raising of her grandfathers fist. “You do not need Doujutsu for this Myriam. This is a lens of chakra placed over the eye that allows you to see.” Lionel clarified the fact for his young grand daughter, before pulling his usual antics. He walked inside, and brought out a sickly looking man. “This will be your training subject. He has been infected with a poison that is debilitating his chakra coil system. You must find the poison, and report your findings to me so that I can form an antidote.”

Myriam bowed her head to her sensei, before escorting the man to one of the beds inside. He would have to be laying down for this. She knew that it would be hard, but with Lionel there tutoring her, she was confident that she would succeed.

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Myriam helped the man out of his shirt, before having him sit down on the bed before her. Lionel followed soon behind, watching his student’s training commence as he coached her from above. The rust haired girl surveyed the scene with her emerald eyes. The man looked to be middle aged, and was obviously in quite a bit of pain. “We’ll skip the formalities. Needless to say, Mr. Takino here needs a cure for the poison in his system, or he might very well die.” Lionel announced, waiting for his grand daughter to move.

“Why are you just standing there…?” The old man demanded of the redhead. “Well Sensei, you haven’t taught me the handseals…” She offered meekly, pointing out the obvious. “Right, right, the handseals. Those are as follows my young pupil. You must first make the horse sign. Then the dragon. Following that comes the dog, and after that, the rat. Finally, the snake is formed, followed by the rat once more. Once you have made the final rat seal, you must bring your hands up between your eyes. This creates the chakra lens,” Lionel instructed.

“Hai, Sensei.” Myriam acknowledged, running through the string of hand seals avidly as she made her first attempt. Mr. Taniko groaned loudly beneath her as she focused on the jutsu, throwing off her concentration, and making her mistake the Snake sign for the boar. It was no major mistake, but she sighed, knowing that her sensei had seen her fault and that she would no doubt get an ear full for it.

Sure enough, not a second later his voice rang out in the room, and it was just as she had moved to start the jutsu again. “What are you doing?! Stay focused Myriam, this is serious!” Lionel barked, dragging out a herbology kit as he measured and checked his herbs and ingredients. The rust-haired genin meanwhile, was trying the jutsu again, her mind on the handseals that her hands were busy forming. “Horse, dragon, dog, rat, snake, rat, and up between my eyes.” She thought silently as she attempted the jutsu.


The result was of little consequence, however, as she saw little more than a fussy blur where the man’s chest was. “I can’t make anything out Sensei, everything is all blurry. What should I do?” She asked, the man on the bed in front of her obviously suffering with each second she wasted. “Boost your chakra, and focus on a smaller area. You’ll only be able to see about an area of two by three inches. Myriam gulped as she took her sensei’s advice. “Here goes.”

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She could feel the lenses forming over her eyes, could feel the chakra flowing there as she peered underneath her patient’s skin. The view was still blurry, but she could make out a few basic shapes, like the liver, and the intestines. “I… I think it’s coming to me grandfather!” Myriam shouted in joy. “Well that’s all well and good, but in here I’m sensei. Remember?” His voice was stern… too stern. The scolding from her grandfather put her down. She had never been one to feel so empty before, but of all the things he could have said or done, that was the one to break her faith. Seeing his grand daughter so distressed, he tried to cheer her up. “Relax… it was just a minor slip. It happens to the best of us sometimes.” Lionel assured her that nothing was wrong as she prepared for yet another attempt at the jutsu.

“Horse, dragon, dog, rat, snake, rat and hold!” She said out loud this time, willing her chakra to obey her words as she pumped more of it from her own center so that she could diagnose what was wrong with the one in the man in front of her. With the increased focus, and the extra chakra, the lens was becoming evident as an appreciative grandfather looked into the eyes of his genin pupil.

“I… I can see!” The rust-haired kunoichi exclaimed, now able to view the inner workings of the man’s body clearly. The intestines, the liver, the gall bladder, the heart, the lungs, it was all clear to her view! Granted of course it took some time to focus each time she shifted the area of her vision. “Excellent work Myriam!” Lionel praised, still going over his herb collection. “Now, I need you to focus on the chakra circulatory system. What do you see?” He asked of his grand daughter.

She couldn’t see it yet. She strained her eyes, but realized quickly that the eyes weren’t her problem. She let go of the jutsu once more, only to bring her hands back together once more rather rapidly, and focusing even more of her chakra into the jutsu. When she brought the handseal up between her eyes again, it became clear to her. The chakra system and all. It wasn’t as clear as she’d have liked it to be, but she could see it, and that was something.

“Where do you want me to focus, Sensei?” She asked, but the man on the bed answered that question for her as he grabbed at his chest, directly over his heart. She needed no further instruction. “I’m going to have to ask you to move your hand, Takino-san.” She said as politely as she could. The man obliged, incapable of response it seemed, while she peered around his heart. It didn’t take her long to find the blackness that was the poison.

“Sensei, the poison, it’s dark, and… it looks to be thick. A reddish black, and it moves in… globule form. It doesn’t appear to be connected together.” She reported, the look on her grandfather’s face slackening as he recognized the description. “Right then. Nothing but a simple chakra parasite. I believe this will do the trick.” He said, holding up a pre-prepared vial, emptying it in a glass, and pouring in some boiling water. He handed it to the man, with nothing more than a few words. “Here. Drink up. If my grand daughter was right, and I trust full heartedly that she is, this should have you back on your feet in a day or two.” With that, Lionel turned and left, leaving his genin pupil to bask in yet another success.

[Tenkai]

Learned.
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[Captain M]

(Enter, trying a new approach...)

Shosen no Jutsu (Healing Hands Technique)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user heals injuries that repairs physical damage.
Special: --
Drawback: certain injuries may be impossible to cure or may take a long time to cure. The amount of chakra used is proportional to the injury required to be healed.
Description: The user gathers chakra into their hands, creating a bright green glow around them. The user then forces the healing chakra into the body of the patient, healing physical damage. This technique requires three movements to heal a minor injury and six movements to heal a major injury, minus one for every rank in this technique above D the user possesses, to a minimum of one. Starting at B rank, the user is able to heal critical injuries with this technique. Healing a critical injury requires sixteen movements, minus one movement for every rank above B the user possesses. Remove one movement from this process for every difficulty rank above D the user possesses.
Limit: Must be a medic, must know Gantai no Jutsu.

It wasn’t long before Myriam had come back from her recent mission with Takeshi. She was happy to complete the job, and now that her business with her team mate was done, she would head back to her grandfather, hoping to learn yet more from the old man before she left with her sensei. However, her learning it seemed would be cut short as she heard a loud scream… a female scream. Her eyes grew wide at the shrill call as the rust haired genin recognised to whom the shout belonged to. “Li Mein!” She said, rushing off to help her troubled cousin, as Lionel was no doubt already on his way to do already. When she arrived, a grizzly scene was to be found by her inquisitive eyes.


Li Mein was lying on the ground, screaming and writhing as a wafting cloud of gases rose from her features. What she had been doing was unknown to her rust haired cousin, but the shy girl wouldn’t let that last for too much longer. “Li Mein, what happened?!” The Nade girl would ask, hopeful of response, before Lionel burst through the door with a look of horror evident upon his own face. It appeared as though he knew exactly what had happened.


“Damnit! It’s acid! Hydrochloric by the smell.” He said, and by then, Myriam too had distinguished the smell of bile within the hovering vapour cloud. It was then that her mind turned back to earlier. The acid cloud she had produced… had Li Mein tried to copy it?! Her hands went to her mouth in fear as she realized what she had inspired when her grandfather looked at her reproachfully.


“Well, what are you waiting for?! Get some water and a towel, and quickly!” Lionel barked at her, and she could do little but obey, the pressure of the situation beginning to weigh in on her shoulders. This wasn’t ordinary… this wasn’t supposed to happen…. So why was it happening? This wasn’t the kind of thing that was supposed to go on. The rust haired girl was rather distraught as she reached for the towels in a linen cupboard and grabbed a bucket, before taking it to a nearby sink, and filling it.


She rushed back, and saw Lionel treating the wounds, but he was rather ineffective, Whether it was the amount of acid on her skin, or the fact that he was just too old to do much anymore, Myriam couldn’t fathom, but she propped her now unconscious cousin’s head up on the towel, and drenched her face with the water, before taking another towel, and mopping at the burning remains. Thankfully none had gotten in her eyes. Lionel looked at her expectantly, watching as one of his granddaughters bled from a critical wound. “Well, what are you waiting for?! Use the Shosen no Jutsu!” And then Myriam’s stomach turned over in fear.

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[Captain M]

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She knew the Shosen, but she wasn’t skilled with it. She knew a bit about it, and could heal minor wounds, but this was serious. Then again, as she looked down ad her cousin’s features, the skin withering and burning, she saw that she would die if she didn’t. But… how could she… she had never done anything on that level before… the stress was unimaginable to her. It piled up, as she stood frozen until a familiar voice came back and gave her a mental boot in the butt. “Myriam-baka! Hurry up and heal her! Do you want Li Mein to die?!”


Lionel’s harsh words brought the rust haired kunoichi back to reality. She didn’t want Li Mein to die, no, not at all. Quite the contrary in fact, she wanted her cousin to live. She wanted to stay rivals, to push and be pushed by the abrasive girl she knew as her cousin, so that she could become stronger. Forming a few handseals, she knelt next to her cousin, her hands glowing green in the determination of their master. She was going to make Li Mein better, even if it took every ounce of her chakra.


She focused all her might into bringing up as much of the chakra that she controlled as she could into her hands, praying that she could help her cousin. The task before her was surely a difficult one, and she’d need to draw everything she could up from inside to fix the problem before her. The rust haired Nade only prayed that what she could do would be enough.


Soft hands found bloody skin as she let the jutsu do its work, pushing her chakra through her finger tips and willing the green healing energy she emitted to fix her cousin’s ailments. Her eyes were se, and determined as she watched as her healing hands did little. She made to stimulate the cells, and duplicate them, fixing the ones burned away by the acid cloud. However, at her level, she was still rather ineffective. She prayed for her skill and for her cousin’s condition to increase as tears slid down her cheeks, willing more chakra forward and hoping that it would work.


“Focus Myriam, focus!” Her grandfather said, coagulating the blood that pooled in the burned area, stopping the blood flow and letting his grand daughter heal the wounds. He himself had never fully mastered the Shosen, had indeed barely even learned it. Possibly why he had never made it far in that area of medical ninjutsu. But there was one thing that he knew. The Shosen couldn’t be taught; it had to be learned on one’s own, through practice and training. He only hoped that his words of encouragement would help his granddaughter realize her potential that much sooner.

Myriam heard the words of her grandfather, and indeed focused on the task, pushing the glowing green chakra in to the spots he had worked on, making to heal the skin where the blood had stopped flowing. They were going to have to almost completely reconstruct Li Mein’s face, and at the rate things were going, that could take quite a while. .

[Captain M]

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Her focus became clear as Myriam made her goal obvious within her mind. She had to fix the damage, had to remove the imminent threat to Li Mein’s life. She forced cells into duplication as the hands of life that she controlled worked desperately to repair the skin and muscle tissue. Her grandfather grabbed her hair, and pulled it back behind her ears, grabbing at her wrist for a hair elastic, and binding the rust orange hair, before returning to his own job. It would be better off for her to remain completely focused, lest a thing like hair shake it for even a second.


She saw, that her cousin’s condition was slowly improving, but not by much, as the two of them worked tirelessly on Li Mein, doing everything in their power to stop her from dying. Lionel sealed a particularly nasty gouge in the girl’s neck, almost certainly one that had burned into her jugular, as Myriam moved to heal it, allowing the skin cells to duplicate and to repair the damage in her blood vessel. It was hard work, patching the jugular vein, but once done, she moved on, to the other spots Lionel had managed to control, and repairing the flesh and muscle.


“Li Mein… don’t die on me… please…” Myriam found herself whispering as she ran her hands all across the face, her chakra faltering. She huffed exhaustedly, before calling once more on her rapidly depleting reserves to fuel the fire of her work, pain starting to set in inside her own body as she worked herself to the bone for her cousin. Her grandfather, at least equally exhausted was thickening her blood, trying to keep the girl stable. He was deeply focused on his intent, reminding Myriam to do her own job as she narrowed her gaze on her cousin.


With time, the face was starting to take basic shape again, but there was a sudden cough from Li Mein, one that brought up blood. “Grandfather!” Myriam shouted, but the man was already on it. The hand signs formed, he looked into the raven haired girl’s lungs, as an expression of pain and anger came across his face. “She’s suffering from massive haemorrhaging in her lungs. Myriam’s jaw fell to a level that could be considered rock bottom at the news. They had been close… so close, and now…


No, she wouldn’t give up so easily. She wouldn’t be beaten by Li Mein, not like this, not in this way. Finishing what she could on the facial extremities of the Girl, She moved to unbutton the blouse she wore, before placing her hands on her cousin’s chest, repeating the jutsu, and noticing the red spots under her skin. There must have been major lung damage. She couldn’t help but asking in her head a question she hoped her cousin would live to answer. “Damnit Li Mein, Do you have a death wish?!”

[Captain M]

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Myriam looked with saddened eyes upon the body of her team mate as she forced everything she had into her jutsu. Li Mein had to live… she couldn’t die now, not after everything that the rust haired girl had already done, not after she had worked so hard for her cousin’s sake. She couldn’t die… wouldn’t die… Lionel had placed his own hands on the abdomen of his Raven haired granddaughter, after having activated one hell of a jutsu. Myriam shuddered at the thought, growing concerned as her sensei fell over, and looked at her with exhausted eyes. The Saisei no Saibou could do that to someone fairly easily. “It’s up to you now Myriam.” He would say, before falling into a state of sleep, his exhaustion to great to keep him awake any longer.


The redhead looked on with wide open eyes as her grandfather left the task to her. It was clear what was expected, and yet, how could she… how could she alone do the near impossible. To do something so radical, to heal her cousin alone, the pressure was well over her head, she couldn’t take it, couldn’t handle all of this mounting responsibility. The only thing that kept her going was the flickering of Li Mein’s eyes, as they looked up into her own, and a pained smile found her lips, before they closed once more.


Such a look, of pain, of happiness, Myriam couldn’t understand, but the pressure seemed to dissipate as she continued, everything in her ability going towards healing her cousin. She pushed every single ounce of concentration into her art, knowing what needed to be done, and willing it to be so, as she increased the chakra flow, doing everything she could to keep Li Mien from death. The process, aided by her grandfather’s jutsu, was finally showing some evidence of result, the red blotches disappearing somewhat. She hoped it would be enough.


With that, Myriam felt something new… something strange. She hated to do it, but she deactivated the Shosen to use the Kenzan Metsuki. She looked within her cousin’s abdominal cavity, her seeing eyes viewing the extent of the damage. The burned flesh was bad, but something else was there. A black morass coated her lungs, and there were lumps inside it. The lungs were somewhat shrivelled. Was this the onset of lung cancer? Myriam found the discarded blouse of her cousin, before searching through the pockets. Finding what she feared, there was a butane lighter, and a pack of cigarettes. “Damnit!” The redhead cursed. She wasn’t one to normally resort to such, but this was something else. Things just kept getting worse and worse.