{Training}So you think you can Dance? Retsu/PM
Aug 8, 2008 22:08:20 GMT -7
Post by C-C-C-Cryptekz on Aug 8, 2008 22:08:20 GMT -7
Retsu had parted from my company some time ago, something about doing something else... finding something... I couldn't be sure... My mind was elsewhere, no doubt nose deep in something to graphic to describe without killing you from sheer blood loss, so forgive my omitting it. I was more interested in training at the time, something that had been eluding me as I stalked the night, Memories enveloped me once more, too strong to shake off, as I found myself in a secluded grove, the memories taking over as I would mimic them in essence once more.
Tsubaki no Mai (Dance of the Camellia)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A technique known where the user takes their own bone along their arm, and uses it in a dance formation attacking all those around, while still moving giving them the agility speed to evade certain capabilities.
Special: ---
Drawback: The first initial movement of taking out the bone costs as much as a normal "C" Rank due to its extreme size.
Description: A bone extends from the shoulder, what can be seen in the beginning resembling what appears to be a hilt, the rest of the bone still within the flesh. As the Kaguya pulls the bone from his body, it is instantly replaced with another bone in its stead, so as not to cause the Kaguya any form of discomfort. The bone itself is more katana-like, however the bone itself is less refined than that of Yanagi no mai, but that does not make it any less deadly. Lacking in the fluid grace to the extremes like that of Yanagi no Mai, the Kaguya is usually continuously on the move, making him quite the difficult target for enemies. Even though it no longer has the grace, it makes up for this loss with its impressive speed, normally striking before the opponent even has time to react. This is the Second Dance of the Kaguya.
Limit: Kaguya Bloodlimit, Must know Bone Pulling, Must know Yanagi no Mai (Dance of the Willows)
??/30
Previous ungraded training located here
The thoughts came spiralling back as I found my bone drawn from my shoulder once more, a flash of mental images blinding my gaze. Another night in the past, another time at the dojo... when all was much more innocent in my life... a peaceful time, a time where I was granted solitude, a time when my mother lived still. It came slamming into my memory in full force... the Tsubaki no Mai, a flashback within a flashback, it seemed, as I recalled it all. The sound ninja in front of me, my frail ten-year old body, my mind, lost in the past. It wasso long ago... so very long ago indeed, that night I dreamt of.
I was taking classes from my mother, training in flexibility and endurance, since those seemed to be the two things she had been graced with in the art of fighting, and thusly I would to inherit those beneficial traits through her training. I stretched on the floor, easily touching my toes, going further and reaching my hand over my foot and touching my heel. I was as supple as a willow back then... Looking to my mother's smiling face, I felt belonging, I was at home there, in my element, training with mother and Renji in my youth. However, after my stretching, my mother was quick to dismiss me. I watched eagerly from the back of the class as her advanced class came in. After a brisk warm up, she set them on the task of an all versus sensei battle, which I watched in awe. All of my mothers' best students, fighting her at once? It was something to be seen.
She was once more using the bones, those rounded blocks that came down with hard thwacks as she danced the Yanagi, raining down on the protective gear they wore. Soon, more then half the class had tired, and moved to the back of the room, kneeling with me as I watched my mother dominate. All that were left were the strongest of the class. The prodigal fighters, the ones who would never say die. Their pride kept them on their feet, and they were beginning to notice a pattern in my mother's attacking, and were playing off of it. Soo, they had learned to counter her strikes, the blade of a Naginata actually striking my mother on the arm, and drawing blood. I was shocked at the offence, but the wound had soon healed, and they were once more sparring... no, I had realized by then that it wasn't a spar anymore, it was a fight.
My mother wasted no more time with the pleasantries, drawing a bone from her shoulder and weilding it as I studied her movements, learning of the Tsubaki no mai in all of its intricacies. Her graceful, quick movements fascinated me, as she parried a blow from a katana, twisting it from the hands of the boy who held it, and smacking him across his protected face, sending him sprawling to the ground. The naginata user from earlier was simillarly disarmed with a quick spinning parry, twisting the weapon out of his hands, and smacking him with the hilt of the weapon hard in the chest. With a loud gasp, he fell backwards, admiting ddefeat as he tried to find air to fill his vacant lungs. My mother was fluid, angelic even, in her movements, no time wasted as she plowed through her remaining disciples, knocking each and every one slowly to the ground.
Three remained. Renji himself, A staff weilder, and a man who held two tantos. The duel weilder moved in, seeking to make a quick strike to her left, and follow up with a cleaving blow from above, but mother was far too quick for that. Spinning away from the first blow, she parried the second, before kicking the foolish swordsman in the jaw through his helmet. He went flying through the air to hit the wall some six feet to his behind, before falling in a crumpled mess. The staff user was next, spinning his tool in a flurry as to deflect any incoming strikes, but my mother was much smarter than that. Holding her sword level, she halted the staff in its tracks before landing a firm blow to the boys chest, knocking him to the ground as he gasped in pain. All that was left was Renji. Being the only smart one of the group it seemed, he knelt before my mother, and said rather loudly. "I concede. THere isn't a chance in hell I can beat her one on one. You guys need to tire her out for me more next time."
I sat in awe as I realized just what mother, and if I tried, I myself, were capable of when we attempted as much. My hand reached over to my shoulder, rubbing in admiration as I felt the power deep within me, resting dormant, waiting to be awakened with training and practice. I would make good use of this jutsu when It came time to use it, and I wouldn't forget just what it was capable of doing either. No, This was something that was to be treasured, and used only when needed, and I wouldn't dare betray the memory of my mother by using it otherwise...
Tsubaki no Mai (Dance of the Camellia)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A technique known where the user takes their own bone along their arm, and uses it in a dance formation attacking all those around, while still moving giving them the agility speed to evade certain capabilities.
Special: ---
Drawback: The first initial movement of taking out the bone costs as much as a normal "C" Rank due to its extreme size.
Description: A bone extends from the shoulder, what can be seen in the beginning resembling what appears to be a hilt, the rest of the bone still within the flesh. As the Kaguya pulls the bone from his body, it is instantly replaced with another bone in its stead, so as not to cause the Kaguya any form of discomfort. The bone itself is more katana-like, however the bone itself is less refined than that of Yanagi no mai, but that does not make it any less deadly. Lacking in the fluid grace to the extremes like that of Yanagi no Mai, the Kaguya is usually continuously on the move, making him quite the difficult target for enemies. Even though it no longer has the grace, it makes up for this loss with its impressive speed, normally striking before the opponent even has time to react. This is the Second Dance of the Kaguya.
Limit: Kaguya Bloodlimit, Must know Bone Pulling, Must know Yanagi no Mai (Dance of the Willows)
??/30
Previous ungraded training located here
The thoughts came spiralling back as I found my bone drawn from my shoulder once more, a flash of mental images blinding my gaze. Another night in the past, another time at the dojo... when all was much more innocent in my life... a peaceful time, a time where I was granted solitude, a time when my mother lived still. It came slamming into my memory in full force... the Tsubaki no Mai, a flashback within a flashback, it seemed, as I recalled it all. The sound ninja in front of me, my frail ten-year old body, my mind, lost in the past. It wasso long ago... so very long ago indeed, that night I dreamt of.
I was taking classes from my mother, training in flexibility and endurance, since those seemed to be the two things she had been graced with in the art of fighting, and thusly I would to inherit those beneficial traits through her training. I stretched on the floor, easily touching my toes, going further and reaching my hand over my foot and touching my heel. I was as supple as a willow back then... Looking to my mother's smiling face, I felt belonging, I was at home there, in my element, training with mother and Renji in my youth. However, after my stretching, my mother was quick to dismiss me. I watched eagerly from the back of the class as her advanced class came in. After a brisk warm up, she set them on the task of an all versus sensei battle, which I watched in awe. All of my mothers' best students, fighting her at once? It was something to be seen.
She was once more using the bones, those rounded blocks that came down with hard thwacks as she danced the Yanagi, raining down on the protective gear they wore. Soon, more then half the class had tired, and moved to the back of the room, kneeling with me as I watched my mother dominate. All that were left were the strongest of the class. The prodigal fighters, the ones who would never say die. Their pride kept them on their feet, and they were beginning to notice a pattern in my mother's attacking, and were playing off of it. Soo, they had learned to counter her strikes, the blade of a Naginata actually striking my mother on the arm, and drawing blood. I was shocked at the offence, but the wound had soon healed, and they were once more sparring... no, I had realized by then that it wasn't a spar anymore, it was a fight.
My mother wasted no more time with the pleasantries, drawing a bone from her shoulder and weilding it as I studied her movements, learning of the Tsubaki no mai in all of its intricacies. Her graceful, quick movements fascinated me, as she parried a blow from a katana, twisting it from the hands of the boy who held it, and smacking him across his protected face, sending him sprawling to the ground. The naginata user from earlier was simillarly disarmed with a quick spinning parry, twisting the weapon out of his hands, and smacking him with the hilt of the weapon hard in the chest. With a loud gasp, he fell backwards, admiting ddefeat as he tried to find air to fill his vacant lungs. My mother was fluid, angelic even, in her movements, no time wasted as she plowed through her remaining disciples, knocking each and every one slowly to the ground.
Three remained. Renji himself, A staff weilder, and a man who held two tantos. The duel weilder moved in, seeking to make a quick strike to her left, and follow up with a cleaving blow from above, but mother was far too quick for that. Spinning away from the first blow, she parried the second, before kicking the foolish swordsman in the jaw through his helmet. He went flying through the air to hit the wall some six feet to his behind, before falling in a crumpled mess. The staff user was next, spinning his tool in a flurry as to deflect any incoming strikes, but my mother was much smarter than that. Holding her sword level, she halted the staff in its tracks before landing a firm blow to the boys chest, knocking him to the ground as he gasped in pain. All that was left was Renji. Being the only smart one of the group it seemed, he knelt before my mother, and said rather loudly. "I concede. THere isn't a chance in hell I can beat her one on one. You guys need to tire her out for me more next time."
I sat in awe as I realized just what mother, and if I tried, I myself, were capable of when we attempted as much. My hand reached over to my shoulder, rubbing in admiration as I felt the power deep within me, resting dormant, waiting to be awakened with training and practice. I would make good use of this jutsu when It came time to use it, and I wouldn't forget just what it was capable of doing either. No, This was something that was to be treasured, and used only when needed, and I wouldn't dare betray the memory of my mother by using it otherwise...