Kaishin do train...Sometimes

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Kuri Buki (Ice Harden)
Rank: “D”, “C”, “B”, “A”, “S”
Skill: Ninjutsu/Supplementary
Effect: In Description
Special: N/A
Drawback: Learning the ranks of the jutsu requires the specific class to be achieved.
Description: The understanding of this technique allows for a Kaishin user to truly harness the power of ice creation. This technique will determine how hard ice created is. The user must be the same class as the rank of jutsu they wish to learn. This means to learn the B rank version of this technique the user must be B class or higher and so on. At D rank the ice is as solid as regular ice. At C rank the ice is as strong as iron. At B rank the ice is as strong as titanium and cannot be melted with fire techniques below A rank. At A rank the ice is as strong as hard steel and can’t be melted by fire techniques below S rank. At S rank the ice is as strong as adamantine and cannot be melted by fire techniques. This technique is the base of all ice techniques used. The strength of every ice technique depends on this.
Limit: Kaishin Bloodlimit; Water Creation, Ice Creation

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Aiyoku Kaishin was in the bare field for one reason and one reason only - to enhance her innate ability to harden the ice she formed. Mist hung in the air, as it did much of the time in this area of the village. It was a lakeside training field with all the equipment one could need. The slight breeze ruffled her lilac ponytail as she regarded the "equipment" she had brought in - a group of ruffians from the local village gang. She had given a very enticing wager on the battle about to erupt, and if she won - which she would - they promised to hold off on their life of crime for a while. The kunoichi flashed through a series of handseals, and from the moisture in the air around her she grasped tightly a body-length rod of ice, which she twirled above her head before lowering to a horizontal wide-legged ready stance. The ruffians charged. She pushed her chakra into trhe frozen weapon, trying to get it thicker and harder, so it wouldn't break so easily over human muscle. Thicker. Harder. Stronger!

The first of the group met the blunt bottom of the shaft in a swift thrust, followed by a sidelong swipe with the back end, crashing apart on his skull, knocking him out but proving her weapon wasn't strong enough. More.

The next came as a pair in the instant before her staff reformed itself. Sidestepping gracefully between their charge, Aiyoku swept the weapon across their knees to force them into a stumble. From there three more came on while her guard dropped. A reverse thrust to the stomach halted the middle one while she flowed into a balletic flourish to strike the two others repeatedly across their midsections and heads, ending in both sides of her rod shattering and three opponents each standing and sprawled. More!

The staff reformed, and she turned to the two behind her, striking the one she turned her back to under the chin with the rear side, taking him out of commision. Sweeping the weapon in a wide arc, she knocked one's head against the others and unleashed a blinding barrage of thrusts to the solar plexus regeion before sliding around to one side and leaping into an overhead smash to render both unconcious at once with a powerful blow to both heads. The whole staff shattered, but they went down. More!

Forming her weapon anew yet again, she stepped lightly to a spot lacking fallen bodies and faced the remaining four. This would be the hardest; any mob was only as strong as four men, for four was as much as could effectively attack at a time. Naturally the last wave was four. Naturally, they surrounded her. Charging as one, they intended to mob the kaishin and bring her down while she couldn't defend effectively. The Kaisin girl spun her rod overhead to build momentum before bringing it smashing down on the thug in front of her. A quick jab to either side baught her time to deal with the one behind since the first was still reeling. She brutalized his body in a second, striking at his ribs in rapid succession before planting her pole firmly into his chin. A one-handed twirl of the chill construct built power enough to sweep the other two into eachother for a final knockout. She was done, for now, and her staff held up finally. Or not, she thought as it shattered within her grasp.

The remaining thug, she had forgotton to deal with. An oversight, as she had no way to move her arms. He had come up behind her and wraped his own around her, crushing the life from her. She could solve this one ofe one way,and as she felt what she swore was saliva, she chose method one. She brought up her foot behing her, between the ruffian's legs. Hard. That settled, she walked off to find a new method of training. This was just too much for a simple supplementary C-rank...

[Zetsumei]

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Training phase two. Aiyoku was attempting to harden her ice to the level of iron, so tonight she decided to ask a local weapons dojo to assist her, combating her with a variety of iron weapons. She herself would use her signature frosty polearm. Flashing once more through the seals required to initiate her bloodline's abilities - the spontenious formation of water by combining the oxygen and hydrogen molecules in the air, and the instant shaping and freezing of this water through dramatic temperature reduction - She had formed the staff of ice, trying to push in as much extra chakra as she could so as to harden it beyond her normal limits.

Ten fighters surrounded her, each with a different weapon in hand. The first stepped forward, wielding a classic - a sword. His first swing was obviously a feint, but that defeated the purpose so Aiyoku extended her reach and slapped the sword wide before thrusting for the warrior's solar plexus. The blow connected just as the swordsman brought his wepon back in, cleanly cutting the rod of ice in two. The first fighter was downed from the blow, but it proved the Kaishin girl hadn't hardened her own weapon enough. She reformed it, putting more power to increasing density without increasing size.

Next came two, one with a pair of claws, the other some strange manner of round-gripped weapon with a trio of protruding blades. The circle-blade user came in first with a strange method of moving that resembled a shuriken throw, without the throw. Blocking, the ice staff rang with a high peal, but remained intact. The away end swung in and closed his eyes for a few minutes with a crack to the side of the head. The claw user took advantage of her precarious position and attacked with a leaping scratch that cleaved through her horizontal block like nothing. However he left an obvious opening, and the two separate halves of Aiyoku's trademark practice weapon impacted against his ears. He wasn't getting up for a while. She refused her staff.

The next three had an axe, a spear and a simple kunai knife. She disregarded the knife-user as a melee force and concentrated on the others, taking down the spearman with two opposite-ended body blows before he could use his greater reach. The axeman used a similar method to that of the claw-wielder, but this time the ice held true. Astonished, the axeman couldn't evade the knockout thrust between his eyes. The knife user hung back, allowing the next four passage. Oddly, he didn't join them.

One wore iron gauntlets, another held a rod like her own, still another - the shortest of he bunch, only a child - had some manner of cups-and-ball toy, while the last wielded a mighty hammer. The gauntlets simply hadn't the range of a staff, but the person wearing them was remarkably fast. Aiyoku barely registered the movement when his fist split the ice like wet paper. Moving away from a coordinated onslaught was difficult, but when she found time to reform her staff the child with the kendama was there to be wiped out. Or so she figured. Using his lacking stature to his advantage he easily evaded her attaks and brought the iron ball into her midsection, winding her. Taking another hit intentionally, the Kaishin's plan was simple - take the blow to move in close, a tactic that may garner a bruise or two. And with that, though she simply grabbed his arm with one hand, and knocked him over the head with her staff with the other. The brawler closed in once more, but this time she slapped his fist aside and slammed the end of her frozen weapon into his jaw, knocking him flat. The hammer swung in to fast for her to counter, and smashed against the weapon's side, surprisingly not breaking it though a crack formed. It split when immediately afterwards Aiyoku guarded against the other staff-user's attack. Running away to reform her staff was getting annoying. Just a little more!

The staff user was caught completely off-guard when a double shunshin brought her first above and before him then behind his back, already swinging a crushing blow to his spine. As he crumpled she used the rod as a sort of pole vault to evade the incoming hammer and slash down a brutal stroke to its wielder's skull. He was asleep before his knees began to even slump, then sprawled across the floor. There was now just the knife-user. And he would be simple. But then...why was he smiling? Instantly, he was before her face though she barely registered him moving, a shunshin - sugizou combo taking her by surprise. And even naturally he was incredibly fast, a barrage of attacks she could hardly see being blocked somehow by instinct alone. On the plus side her rod held up nicely.

As if solely to mock the girl, the weapon cracked loudly as the knifeman hammered away at it, threatening to break. But she couldn't get awaay, and if she tried to stop blocking and attack it would assuredly end badly. The crack spread. She guarded again, made a feeble thrust at his head before having to hold only to defense again. The crack threatened to envelope the entire staff. A plan formed in her mind just as the crack covered the entirety of the construct. Her final shunshin, one that appeared defensive as it took her backwards away from the swift fighter, but was in fact part of an attack. She took a stance similar to that of a player of that new sport she had seen once. What was it called? Right, baseball. As pridicted the youth came in with remarkable speed. Too bad for him she was already swinging. As he moved to attack, the frozen weapon smashed into the side of his head, shattering into a diamond dust.

And with that she left, bruised and battered but satisfied. Her ice had held up well by the end, and hopefully, she thought as she limped back to her home, she wouldn't need to try again. Only the morning would tell.

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