Waiting.. [training thread, temporary]
Feb 12, 2008 18:18:26 GMT -7
Post by Yun. on Feb 12, 2008 18:18:26 GMT -7
Kirigakure no Jutsu (Hidden Mist Skill)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A Skill where a user uses the water around them to create a massive mist to fill around the user.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: ---
Description: A skill which creates a very dense fog that descreases the surrounding visibility to near zero. It produces an environment perfect for a silent assassin who follows an opponent through sound. This mist can not be blown away by any type of Wind Jutsu.
Limit: Water Release
0 | 20
And as the night came, a boy would be seen standing upon the lake, the soles of his feet sent small ripples throughout the body of water as he could only keep one thing on his mind. And that would be the thought of training. Yes, he was so far stuck in the land of grass, and while he would wait for lord Genbu, he would train, and become strong enough for his team. The Nara would sigh, and cast his gaze upwards, to the sky, if he was to get training done, now would be the time.
A small scroll of suiton techniques would be placed within his pockets, and from that moment, he would let the scroll unravel within his hand, the contents of the parchment displayed before his vision. Now, with the idea of what he should learn, suiton techniques, within his mind, he would browse through the techniques, and choose which one to learn.
And that is when it befell his sight—
A technique, that of the Hidden Mist technique, would come into consideration for th young Nara. And with such an idea, so many good things could prosper from it. His eyes would fold over, closing, letting his mind contemplate on what he would do in order to do such a feat as to create water.
Now, after a few minutes of reading over the very technique, and brainstorming as to how he would do it, he would bring his ideas into motion, and begin training. Now was the night that the Nara would become even more powerful, now was the night he would rise up to the challenge of become stronger then Genbu, now was the night a legend would begin it's process. A sigh, and he would drop the scroll within the water, not paying attention to what would happen to the techniques, for he could just get another if he needed to.
Hand seals would begin to become formed with the very same digits in which held the weaponry, and the fate of Baku's future as well. With each seal, the power would begin to flow through him, and as it flowed, the power would only become more potent in the use of the jutsu. A smirk would coil over the chiseled face of the Nara, and soon the real training, the training to become a better shinobi, would truly begin.
Chakra rushed throughout his persona, and as the power coursed through his veins, the more the power of Bakuratsu would grow. Inhale, exhale, the words would rush throughout his mind as he would formulate how he was to train. Though the thought seemed easy, would his body be up to the task of performing the jutsu? Yet, he had no time to wonder about this, for soon, he would spike the chakra, the power increased, and his will strong.
He would move the chakra through the body, making sure that every tenketsu had a small amount of evenly divided chakra, and the moment the chakra would be distributed throughout the body, the next step in the practice of this jutsu would begin. The chakra, now evenly divided, would be pushed out through the pores, crawling, and making their way out. Soon, the chakra would wiff throughout the air, and with the aid of the suiton release, he would simply mix it with the very molecules of water within the air in which he breathed.
Now with the chakra fully integrated with the water release, and the molecules within the air, the chemical composition in which created the substance before him would be molded, and intensified. Soon, chakra would intensify the water molecules, and with it, mist would envelope the area. It seemed he was progressing quickly; would he be finished soon?