Training Amidst the destruction

[kujira]

Sugizou
Rank: “C”
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: Creates an After Image of Self
Special: ---
Drawback: Can only be done ten times a day after learned due to abuse within Muscles, but each time trained one may do more and more. The user is only capable of making one at a time.
Description: The after image technique is the technique that allows the user to move side to side with extreme speed and towards a general direction creating an after image of the person. When learning this technique a person may only do Ten after images per day. If one wishes goes more then this number tissue has a chance to rip and tear. To be able to do more then ten per day one they must train for each again to create one more. This is the basis techniques for all techniques that may consist or deal with moves that deal with the After Image. This means that if a user wishes to know a technique that uses an after image they must have knowledge of this technique as well. Depending on how many after images a user uses within a technique is dependent on how many times this technique is known.
Limit: Universal Technique

This is the old thread were I partially trained this technique. I have 12/30 currently.

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As night fell over the ruins of Amekagure's once beautiful village center Seijiro stalked through the rubble like an animal. Seijiro was the only one sifting through the alleys through the illuminating light of the moon, most of the workers and citizens had been working all day to try and repair the damage, but like most people they too needed sleep. For some reason he couldn't sleep that night , the events of that day at the amekages tower still plaguing his consciousness.

He could have done more, he could have saved more than one mere genin. Sighing heavily he moved into an empty courtyard , still bearing scars from the battle. Knowing he would not be able to sleep this night he decided to train,he still had that unfinished technique he had been forced to stop training in when the battle had started. Unsheathing his sword he walked into the center of the courtyard , resolving never to be found wanting when danger came to Amekagure again.

Standing in the center of the courtyard of the abandoned mansion Seijiro began to clear his breathing through a series of breathing exercises. Exhaling and inhaling in slow patterns,he began to form images in his mind of what the training would look like. His chest rising and falling almost in perfect synch with his breathing he opened his eyes and began twirling his sword in a fanciful fashion, just getting used to the grip and stance. Seeing he was ready Seijiro began to slowly set himself in a stance, aligning his body and feet perfectly so the stance would be perfect.

Setting himself in a deep Fudo no Kamae stance Seijiro began to slowly breath normally, his breathing routine finished now. Focusing only a small ruined statue that stood around twenty metres away Seijiro began to hone in on it, repeating in his minds eyes what he would do to the statue. Suddenly a thought struck his mind, why was he destroying a statue that wasn't his , even if it was crumbling and covered in lichen, shaking these thoughts from his mind he reasoned that the mansion was obviously abandoned and the former inhabitants probably didn't care about the statue....or were not even in a state to care for it. Frowning slightly Seijiro sucked in his breath and again began to focus on the small statue.

Focusing intently Seijiro began to breath heavily , sweat glistening on his brow,he was concentrating at his fullest and his body was at its edge after working hard all day to repair some damage to the village and come train at night. Suddenly he swept forward agilily speeding toward the statue. Darting left and right almost skipping across the ground he approached the statue. Seeing only the statue in his tunnel vision Seijiro brought his sword high above his waist as he prepared the attack.

Stafing diagonally Seijiro was bare metres from the statue when suddenly he began moving much faster, leaving afterimages behind! This was the technique he had been practing , Sugizou. A technique most upper-tier swordsmen knew of. Addling the poor brains of the statue if it had any as the various after images began to confuse the sense of sight as they almost blurred together , most people not being able to tell the difference between the real Seijiro or the afterimage.

Suddenly with a leap and bound Seijiro was a few feet of the ground in the air approaching the statue. With a swift movement of arm and wrists and a Kuchuck! the statue began to crumble and fall apart, all starting from a thin fissure growing from its head to navel. With a short snap Seijiro re-sheathed his sword and sat down immediatly , the long day combined for the training was to much. Spying a bench a short distance away Seijiro resolved to rest his eyes a bit. As soon as his head hit the cold marble of the bench he fell into a deep sleep.

[{Hyuuga} NeoSen]

+7

19/30

[kujira]

Seijiro awoke late in the morning, rising stiffly he shuffled like a zombie to join the work crews clearing rubble and debris from the village. The day dragged on and the sun waned, soon crimson light bathed the village in its embrace and the hardworking citizens left for their respective homes. But not Seijiro....he still had much to prove,if he had been stronger he could have defeated the missing-nin,then he could take on the mantle of Miyazaki-sama's legacy. A kind of cold anger seeping over him Seijiro stalked through the ruins of houses looking for a place of solitude where he could train.

Sitting amongst the grass in a ruined park he gazed around at the now withered landscape of this once beautifil park, wondering at the kind of reckless destruction that could push a person to commit an act such as this. Shaking his head in disdain Seijiro tried to push his mind into a state of calm. Crossing his legs he tried to thrust the negative thoughts out of his mind, they would only cloud the purity of his purpose. Spying a miserable, skinny looking tree in the park Seijiro began to formulate a plan of training in his mind.

Standing now he sat there as the sun dipped lower in the sky, its crimson brilliance being replaced by the cold illuminating light of the moon. A soft breeze only slightly ruffling his hakama. Unsheathing his blade Seijiro set himself in a Tenchi Hasso no Kamae stance, keeping the sword near his slightly twisted body. This stance looked horribly wrong for such a high speed maneuver, he knew this however, but the perfect stance could not always be used in certain situations , with this reasoning Seijiro began to gather chakra.

Gathering Chakra swiftly , Seijiro began to weave it around his limbs , feeling the bright blue grow infuse his body as the chakra gathered around him like a beacon. Feeling the pulse of the gathering energy Seijiro molded it like an artisan to his clay. The chakra was moving almost sineously to every position in his body that he willed. Almost revelling in this sense of power, Seijiro wandered at the kind of lust for power that must have been felt in some Ninjutsu masters,knowing full well that they could or would do anything to master this power, suddenly he came to an understanding of why people did bad things for power. Shaking off these thoughts he countered himself, these people knew nothing of the pain they caused others,there was only one way to achieve purity of body and mind...the way of the sword, only then could they hope to control the massive chakra-infused powers they wielded.

Suddenly he felt everything move into place he released the jutsu, holding the tiger symbol he spoke out in a short clipped tone"Kaze Ashi No Jutsu!" Feeling a short burst of wind he knew the jutsu had succeeded, he could feel the gathering, swirling winds around his feet, now he could attempt the Sugizou Jutsu! Setting himself in the tenchi Hasso no Kamae stance he set himself to dash towards the miserable, burned tree in the distance.

With a short burst and a swirling of winds he dashed off towards the tree, moving at high speeds he started to dash side to side sometimes even in the air! As he approached the dummy he began to leave after images, almost perfect in likeness of himself, most normal people would have been bamboozled. Each image was there for two seconds before disappearing and reappearing in a another spot , soon the distance closed rapidly and Seijiro stood off to the side of the tree, with an almighty kiai he struck with a diagonal cut, cutting the tree in half diagonally , then he followed that up with a cut across the top half of the tree that had been severed in two, shearing that in two he executed one final cut , slashing downwards in a one handed cut, slouging the final bottom half the tree in twain.

Standing amidst the destruction of the tree, Seijiro could see the small, miserable tree he had eviscerated.A profound sadness seemed to come over him, almost everything in the village near the Amekage's tower had been ruined and scarred like this tree, so much beauty destroyed in such senseless destruction.

As an old carpenter walked the streets, an uneasiness in his stomach, he came across a ruined park , looking in he saw a young man dressed in an indigo hakama , he looked to be planting a young tree in this park. Quzzically the old man looked at him, then kept on walking.

Almost petting the tree lovingly Seijiro was satisfied he had planted it well , it had cost him about 200 Ryo , but it was worth it, this tree was in a way symbolic of the village of the rain , beauty would rise from the ashes. Taking his sword Seijiro began to trudge back to his lodgings for the night , humming a small wistful tune.

( -200 Ryo from me when someone grade's this post please!)

[Naegi˚ 苗木]

+7

{26.30}

{-¥200}

[kujira]

As night fell,blanketing the landscape of Amegakure in its enveloping darkness Seijiro briskly walked the streets. He was on his way back to the park where he had previously trained the night before,he felt a special kind of connection within the park,something just felt right being in that place.Although now the park was horribly burned and scarred from the missing-nins devastating attack. Soon he came upon the park and a kind of relief swept over him, he half expected it to be torn down used as a rubble depository, though it was just an ugly torn piece of land with basically no greenery , save for a small tree planted in it. Seijiro loved it, there was no logical reason to explain it but he truly felt at home in this place, reverently sitting down Seijiro began to meditate.

Sitting there, his mind completly empty Seijiro was in a state of peace. Soon he stood up and began to gather his chakra, it had been like this for the past two nights, rebuild the village by day and train at night, he enjoyed this quiet solitude at night, reflecting for a few moments he smiled wistfully , then began to gather chakra anew. Forming the correct handseals Seijiro performed the jutsu." Mizu Bunshin No Jutsu! Soon a pool of water formed from the ground and solidified into an exact copy of Seijiro. Unsheathing his sword Seijiro instructed the clone to attack him head on, with a slight reposition of feet and a swoosh the clone flew at him.

Blows were exchanged between Seijiro and the clone, sparks clanging in the air as they both fought each other , katana's rose in glittering arcs only to be deflected, feet shuffled agiliy to gain a better position. Though any practiced ninja could see the real Seijiro was expending little effort to defend himself from the clone, the clone was trying to use all its guile, agility and speed to try and land a blow on Seijiro. Soon Seijiro began to tire of this simple sparring and used a Shunsin Jutsu to land a few feet away, now the real training would begin.

Standing a few feet away , the two almost identical copies stared at eachother, moments passed as time seemed to stand still and suddenly with barely an audible sound the real Seijiro was off, dashing swiftly towards the clone, the clone raised his sword in a defensive stance , but was soon confused as the real Seijiro began to strafe left to right causing after images to appear using Sugizou! Soon the clone was confused and was caught staring at an image to the right when the real Seijiro was poised up above it, with a swift stroke Seijiro hewed the clones head off and it dissolved into a puddle of water, seeping into the ground. Satisfied with the nights training Seijiro sheathed his sword and began to walk to his lodgings, after tending to his small tree he had so lovingly planted.

[Naegi˚ 苗木]

+4

{30.30}

Learned. ^_^

[raijutsumi]

[Sorry for jumping in - gotta do this]

Tenshin had followed all of the advice from the ninja's he had seen, and it all led to him coming to this place, where the last member of his team would be. Seijiro Saito. He moved around the area until he could see him clearly, then slowly approached the Genin. 'Hey, Seijiro, the Amekage want's us at the gates for a mission. Grab your stuff and get moving.' He quickly kicked off, heading to the gates himself. It had been a long day, and it was going to get longer.

[Exit]

[kujira]

'Hey, Seijiro, the Amekage want's us at the gates for a mission. Grab your stuff and get moving.', turning his head from his meditative position Seijiro saw the words come out of a genin's mouth. As soon as those words came out the genin sprinted away as quickly as he had came, standing there surprised for a few moments Seijiro registered it in his mind. Picking up his katana and a small napsack of supplies that rested nearby he took off at a brisk walk to the village gates. This was to be his first mission, now he would really be contributing to the village, now he could be really seen as an official member of the village! This pride and happiness flowing through him was what Miyazaki-Sama had spoken of! Smiling Seijiro walked towards the gates to whatever awaited him.

[ Exit ]