i ain't no killa but don't push me.
Oct 11, 2010 18:56:06 GMT -7
Post by yara on Oct 11, 2010 18:56:06 GMT -7
action. comedy. travel / training.
Kaishin, Youko .
Now that the fully assembled Raitora was of complete composure, strategic plans of obtaining higher status in Kiri society laid out in blueprint. Newly assigned Wolf ANBU member; things were looking bright for the chuunin. A smirk reminisced in power upon Yarasohyo’s face. It was soon covered by his division mask; painted in black and teal blue, disguised to look like wolf division material. His steps were swift as he peeled back the pages of the bingo book. The name; “Kaishin, Youko……..Kai- Sheen…” slopped solemnly out of Raitora’s mask. Beyond the idle vessel eyes leered into the horizon. “Hmm, where to start…” he pondered.
interlude
A white mist procured Raitora’s figure. The chuunin dressed in a leather jacket – anbu gas mask – black cargo pants and athletic boots which would all add to the black phantasmal glow which protruded from the chuunin’s aura. This pestilence which was his chakra, gripped and tightened against the ridges of his hands as he stood amidst the ANBU Wolf Hideout. Master Yokk was steady teaching Shokkingu Shin, shocking truth. Sohyo had memorized the seals for the technique but had never placed them into action. Now seemed like the time to further his reach into the style of his brethren; knuckles cracked and head cocked to ready himself. Yokk’s monotone lecture repeated annoyingly along his ears; long after… his own words would be mimic to his masters. Teal pools subsided to their shaded comfort and concentration resided solely on the chakura manifested around his hands.
Residues of chakra followed Sohyo’s fingers in remote blurs. The hand seals formed in a perfect manifest. The ending result was the epitome of torture and interrogation; the spark which ignited life shook violently within the deity’s hand. Whispers filled the air fast and quickly, the lightning thief stood with caliber in his swagger amongst the other Wolf candidates. “Yokk, is this what its’ supposed to look like?” Sohyo asked in an intrinsic voice, turning himself to face his master. His teal blue eyes met with a pair of crimson hues. This sort of particular stare meant a challenge, and Sohyo never let down a challenge. Figure remained completely toned, though inside the chuunin felt a deep paranoia of being beaten; “nnhh….” he replied to such stomach-curdling thoughts of failure. Yokk left no time to reminisce in the present; his strike, furious but swift, hailed down over Sohyo’s head.
The chuunin, still idle, knew the flaw of this technique at first glance. There was only one chance you had in order to strike the opponent. Sohyo, master of said element, knew he would absorb this attack as if it were air along his chest. Yokk’s master hands, brute and stern, pelted into Sohyo’s shoulder but resulted in nothing but a prickly feeling. ”The counter…” he repeated to himself, jabbing his palm into Yokk’s torso. A slight grunt alerted Sohyo of his successful hit but one single movement would not end this battle. Yokk was quick, not easily fooled, and to have landed the attack this successfully struck Sohyo as odd, especially seeing as the first attempt only resulted in a spark permeating off his shoulder blade. To his rear re-submerged Yokk from the atoms within the air; a thunderous static manifesting in his palms. Sohyo was too late, he had been flanked. A quick jolt hammered into his spine blasting him into the dojo floor. Though he absorbed the shocks of the attack he could not escape the brute force behind Yokk’s style.
”That is the real Shokkingu Shin. Though mine is still imperfect it still remains the most prominent of Wolf techniques. You need more practice…”he said as Sohyo spat the drivel onto the floor. Blood snuck through the crevices of his teeth creating a stir within him. Hands beckoned to his chakra once more, a mastery of lightning shined throughout the spark. ”Care to be the test dummy?” the prestigious Sohyo spat. A red grin departed him from the rest of the wolf anbu who simply stepped back after hearing such challenge…..Raiton: Shokkingu Shin (Lightning Release: Shocking Truth)
Rank: [C], B, A
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The user will be able to shock any person that is within touching distance, the damage varies as there is multiple ranks to it.
Special: Hand Seals
Drawback: Must be within touching distance to actually effect someone.
Description: Shokkingu Shin, is more of an interrogation technique as the name states it. After forming the Hand Seals the user will be able to send Electricity from their hands into an opponent causing critical damage, the user normally repeats this Jutsu until the person finally gives up and tells them the truth thus the name ’Shocking Truth’. At C – Rank the user is capable of shocking them at a degree where it forces the nerves in the body to falsely move. At B – Rank the user is capable of shocking them at a degree to start creating burn marks and still hurting the victim. Finally at A – Rank the user is capable of shocking them at a degree of immense pain, burn marks and in the odd case being able to stun them for an estimate of twelve seconds. An add on to this technique would be to put water on the person it is being used on, however this is only for users who have mastered Raiton as it may shock them back.
Limit: Must know Raiton no Jutsu, AnBu Wolf Division Only.
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