Diving Head-First [TRAINING]

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Hyouton - Tsubame Fubuki (Snow Storm Swallows)
Rank: "D" Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates ice swallows to push forth to attack towards the opponent.
Special: "Hand Seals"
Drawback: Must be learned multiple times in order for the user to be capable of truly mastering.
Description: When first learned the user is only capable of creating up to Five Bird like swallows in the size of a large like kunai. The user either creates the snow or uses ice around them in order for the user to create the technique to push forward towards the user. Each time learned the amount of Swallows may increase by five. The maximum number a user is capable of using is Twenty each. Every time the user gains a new Difficulty Class the Maximum number increases by Ten.
Limit: Must have the Ice Release

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Deibi, walking from his front step into the emotionless rain, would make his way to a large cracked in building. Not really knowing where he was headed, he would shrug it off and figure that wherever it was, would benefit him. Ducking his head to get inside the building, he figured that he would use the dried opening for a technique or two. Looking down the the floor he would contemplate a couple of techniques, he thought he should start with ice.

Just what would he do with snow? He squinted his eyes and scratched back of his head and then finally an idea popped into his head. Placing his palm on his other hand, he would begin to repeat handseals over and over. Setting his focus on the air around him, he could feel it beginning to get colder and colder. Watching the water vapor conjure itself in mid-air, he would feel the chakra begin to rise in his body.

Watching the flakes twinkle their way down to the floor, he would close his eyes and feel the cold rush through his veins. As if the chakra in his mainstream was ice itself, ready to slam out of his skin. He would pull his hands away from each other as if they're retracting magnets, and reached up to the ceiling. Where he would then lift his head and exert chakra from his body into the thin air. As he watched his visible chakra escape from his body, it would begin to flourish in the empty space before him.

Taking in a heap of oxygen to last him longer than he would need to pull off the technique, he would hold it. Waiting for the chakra to mold itself, but did not. He would look up to the fluttering chakra before him and weave it around in tiny knots. As it began to chunk together slowly, he would begin to notice how it was molding to be small birds fluttering in the air. About three meters away from each other, there were about five. Almost like they had a mind of their own, just flapping inside the room.

He would begin to hear the swoop of the birds, as the chakra was shaved away from under each of their wings. He would look up to see the small barrage of birds, fluttering above his head. They would wait and dance in the air, waiting for orders. Forcing his chakra foreward, he would jerk all five of them in the same area, as if they were puppets. Smashing into a wall, they would create a small crash, breaking into a support beam in the old run-down house.

[N A T S U M I]

+10; Learned.

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Hyouton - Kokuryuu Boufuusetsu (Black Dragon Blizzard)
Rank: "B" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Creates a Black like Dragon out of ice to attack towards the opponent.
Special: "Hand Seals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Kokuryuu Boufuusetsu is a Ninjutsu technique utilizing the Ice Element. After forming the needed hand seals, the user will thrust their arm to send out a black ether-like dragon to strike the opponent. As it flies through the air it will begin to turn, when it hits the target it will use its motion to launch the opponent high into the air.
Limit: Must have the Ice Release

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[FIRST POST]

Standing inside the cavity of the run down house, Deibi would finish thinking about his progression. This time he would begin to take into consideration that he would try to do something rather impressive. He would attempt something that would do some damage for a change. Taking his awkward stance, he would take a step back and take a look at the support beam that he knocked down. "This will be interesting." He said taking into consideration that the place might collapse.

He knew that what he would be practicing wouldn't be an easy feet to accomplish, for it would be to create an ice dragon. Relaxing his body, he would shuffle through his handseals and feeling the ice pulsate through the air. Getting colder and colder, but making him feel good, Deibi would begin to shoot the chakra into the air. The energy would stick itself to his fingers, keeping them cold.

Attempting to shape the dragon out of his chakra, he wouldn't be able to see a thing. An aura formed around him as he grunted and tried to force his chakra to create this dragon. Taking in a deep breath, he watched the air as the sprinkled it's way to the floor below his feet. Still no dragon, his thoughts would go racing into oblivion as he took another step back and focused harder.

As the snow gathered in one general area, it would almost be like he would sculpt it, as it falls. Making something visible form in front of his eyes, like it was magic. Seeming that he's doing the technique the right way, he would shave the ice, and carve it with his chakra. Hoping that it would create what he wanted it to, he would notice the horribly shaped ether dragon, erected before him aiming it's way at the small support beam. Deibi would then sigh of disappointment, but continue with the technique.

He could feel the chakra race from his heart into the dragon, and he would force the dragon forward towards the beam, though it wouldn't get far. For it would drag on the floor and roll a number of times before it would get about five meters from the support beam. The concrete beam still standing untouched was irritating for Deibi to comprehend.

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[SECOND POST]

The following morning, Deibi would leave his house and venture out into the pouring rain. Searching for the house that he's been training in before. Barely held up, the caved in house would be inviting him in to learn his techniques. He knew just the one that he wanted to master. He wanted to make an ice dragon emerge from snow. He would enter the giant hole in the wall and leasurly walk into it, as if this was his home. He would take his aim at the post sticking out of the ground.

He would feel his heart begin to pump faster as he gets his chakra going through his mainstream. He would then begin to connect each hand with the other, pulsating the chakra over and over, completing the handseals perfectly. Though he hadn't remembered how to do them in order perfectly. Either way, the chakra would flow through his veins like butter.

He could feel the temperature around him decrease as the chakra begins to flourish on the inside of his body. Closing his eyes, he would concentrate harder on the flow of the chakra, carving out the dragon on the inside of his head already. Sooner or later, he would begin to pick up speed while trying this technique. For now, he would take his time, molding his chakra internally. Then releasing it to the outside, right next to him. Where he could see the twinkling begin to fall.

Letting his hands fall tot he ground, he would continue to keep his concentration as the ice would cover the chakra sitting next to him. Forming the rivets and turns on it, making it look more like a dragon than it did before. This time, it was as if he had been forming armor on it, making it look beastly. He could have sworn he could hear a snarl come from the beast sitting next to him, but maybe it was just his imagination. He would shrug and then look back to the post in front of him.

Taking his time, he would force his chakra forward and try to keep precision. The dragon would launch at the right direction, though with too much power and sliding off the ceiling of the house, then falling to the ground. Creating a large boom, and leaving dust falling off the ceiling on coursing to the ground. The dragon would lie there, steaming from the friction of the ceiling, and the floor. Unaccomplished, Deibi would shake the hair out of his eyes, and think about trying again.

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[THIRD POST]

As his pulse rose, Deibi would look up to the pile of ice smashed before him. Almost like a sign of future disaster, but in his case. Practice makes more practice. Breathing hard, he would be able to see his breath clearly in the air. Yet, he is still inspired to try again. So taking a step forward, he would collect himself enough to get into a short focus, getting his chakra started. It's enough motivation for him to bring his hands up and begin with the handseals.

Not only concentrating on the chakra from inside his body, he would pay close attention to the chakra he was emitting on the external view. Something he needed to pay more attention to. As each time his hand met the other, he could feel the chakra pump inside him. Though he would push it out almost immediately, showing him the chakra in mid air. Glowing indigo, it would levitate in a certain spot right next to Deibi. The trickles of ice dripping slowly through the air. Yet the chakra hasn't yet been conjured for the dragon.

Falling to the floor, the snow-like ice would drift as Deibi would pull all the remaining chakra he had left inside him and shove it underneath it. Resulting in the ice taking shape on the chakra, Deibi would merge the chakra into the water's cells. Making it possessed by his chakra, he would then shape it the way that he wanted fairly quickly. Almost making it look as if it's just morphing to his selected figure in mid-air.

After finishing his armored dragon, he would take aim at his target, this time making sure that he wasn't overshooting, or undershooting. He would take a step forward and swing his arm behind his back, shoving his chakra towards the target. Though while coursing it's way through the air it would begin to take a drastic turn to the left and shoot away from where he wanted to shoot it.

Smashing through the window to the left of the post, he would hear the sounds of crashing and a small girls cry. Running to the side of the wall he would quickly see an obscure piece of rubble flying through the air, but the girl unharmed. Watching the rubble, he would see it land in another pile of broken debris. Giving a small grin of satisfaction for not hurting anyone, he would turn around to walk back home. Rest for the next time.

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[FOURTH POST]

Today was going to be the day that Deibi would knock out that support, he knew it for sure. As he was walking through the streets, he would notice that it seemed to have gotten a little colder than the previous days. Leaving him shivering in the sprinkling weather. When he walked through the cracked opening in the house, he would roll his head around to crack his neck and relax himself. Taking an interest in the coldness revolved around him, he would mumble to himself, "This is going to be easier on me."

Quickly shuffling through the handseals he would close his eyes and do it purely from memory and repetitiveness. Already feeling the dragon breath down his neck, he would clear his throat and get his chakra moving. Getting colder as he continued through his handseals, his jacket would begin to get frosty on the edges. Leaving Deibi frozen, he would begin to get in motion by barely bouncing up and down, whatever he could do to maintain warmth. Though he would focus harder and get the chakra flowing like a river.

His hair would begin to frost at the ends and curl as he would emit the chakra to the outside of his body. Watching it all bundle up over and over, he would looked up to the support beam sticking out of the ground. Last time he tried, the dragon coasted to the left a whole lot, as if it was meant to do that. If it was supposed to course it's way to the left or right, he would just aim it a little more to the right or left. As he was thinking he would begin to notice the ice floating in the air, ready for the chakra.

Quickly washing the chakra into the air beside him, it would catch the ice and control it with it's chakra. Linking the flakes together, he would almost make a sheet of ice, covered with carved armor and such. Leaving the large chunk of ice as intimidating as it would need to be. A thump would sound as it would fall from the air and hit the ground right next to Deibi's feet. Leaving him with a sigh of relief, he would get ready.

He would then crouch a small distance towards the ground and push his chakra forward, jerking the large ice at the support sticking up from the ground. Though he aimed it about three meters to the right, which resulted in it curving as it coursed through the air. Leaning to the left it would smash right into the support beam, and crash the whole ceiling down to the ground. Though Deibi would be standing on the other side of the room, it would leave him safe.

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[FIFTH POST]

As Deibi woke up the following morning, he figured that he still needed to learn how to quickly go through the steps of his most recent technique. He would raise his elbows out of the bed and sit up, just thinking about the technique itself. "I wonder..." He would mumble as he cracked his head. He would think about just messing with the chakra, and quickly flying through it, without going anywhere.

Without going through the handseals, he would just get the chakra running through his veins, as if he's actually doing the technique. He could feel it course through him, though this time it wasn't very cold, just like a running river sliding up and down his body. Already though, he could feel the chakra exert from his body and emerge in the air as a dark blue aura hovering around him.

As quickly as he could, he would swirl the chakra like a tornado inside his room, knocking things over from his head board onto the bed, right next to him. Still not losing his focus he continued to mold the chakra as close to him as possible, but still letting some flourish into the air, knocking down posters. "What are you doing in there Deibi?" His mother would call from the room next to his. "Nothing!" He would retort and pull the chakra closer to him, leaving himself with enough distance to actually mold the chakra.

The fake flakes would pour down to the chakra he had tamed right next to him, and he would quickly swirl and wrap the chakra around what he would believe to be the flakes. Shaping it to the dragon he would envision it's scales and armor. The chakra would then just plop on the floor, limp for nothing was there to hold it into one place. Nevertheless, Deibi didn't care about how held together the chakra was, all he cared about was how fast he could mold the chakra into a dragon.

Deibi would notice there was nowhere to push this anxious dragon, so he began to freak out. Losing focus the dragon would begin to seep to the ground as if it were a puddle. He would quickly slam open the window and begin to bring his focus back, reshaping the dragon. Then quickly pushing forward, the chakra would then fling out the window and disappear into the morning grass. As if it were to seep through the ground, this left Deibi confused, not sure if he did it correctly or not.

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[SIXTH POST]

Raising completely out of bed, the same morning, Deibi would look out the window again to see nothing lying in the grass. Shaking his head, he would leave his house and walk under the falling rain pouring on his head, thinking about how he could refine his new technique to make it better. Something had to be done. Precision perhaps? Maybe both speed and precision. "I bet I could dig a large boulder out of the ground with this technique." He would catch on to something.

Walking to a close by field, he would notice a boulder sticking out of the ground underneath some trees which would stand tall above the large rock. He would begin his handseals, doing one after another, quickly enough to still maintain a balance between speed and precision. The chakra would then begin to spit outside his skin and out into the air, flourishing around his body. Embodying him with a cold feeling along with the rain pouring down on his head. Not that he wasn't used to it already.

The temperature began to decrease as more and more chakra emitted into the air, keeping his eyes locked on the boulder. The rain pouring down on his began to get harder and harder, feeling as if it were turning to ice. The chakra would then swirl in a large circle, and envelope the ice falling from the sky. His hair swaying from the left to the right, as if the wind is doing it. The chakra was almost shaping his hair with the help of the rain.

The chakra wrapping itself around the ice falling from the sky, would take the shape of the dragon that he would want very quickly. As if he didn't actually try and shape it that way, he would then take a step back and aim as fast as he could towards the rock sticking out of the ground. He would need to have good aim to hit it, because of the way it was angled. Sticking out at a forty five degree angle, he would need to hit it at the very base, and so he would try.

Taking a step forward, the dragon would follow right behind him, scratching against the ground, he would push all his chakra forward. Launching it in front of Deibi's face shooting his hair forward from the wind. Gliding to the left, it would collide with the ground right in front of the boulder that he wanted to hit, resulting in a large chunk of mud flinging into the air. It would then fall in almost the same exact spot that he hit, as if it hadn't even been hit.

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[SEVENTH POST]

Standing in the muddy field, with the temperature dropped, Deibi would begin to shiver in the rain. Along with his heavy breathing, he knew he was going to catch a cold, so there was nothing to lose now. He would look at the boulder, untouched, and just about freak out. It's enough motivation to let him try again, though he thought that he wouldn't have enough to chakra to pull off the procedure. Regardless, he would collect himself and get into a comfortable stance like he's done before.

He knew that he created the dragon perfectly before, so he thought he would create it the same way. It was done quite quickly, but he didn't have enough time from creating and focusing on the distance. Though keeping his mind off what he should do, he would then flex his arms as he would pump through ever one of the handseals, pumping the chakra through his limbs. This time, less chakra would escape his body and flourish into the open. He would spin it just for the fun of it in his mainstream.

This time he would go for the precision, rather than speed. He would then feel the chakra course through the ends of his fingertips and slide it's way into the air around him. Just after warming up, it would then cool him down again, making him shiver even more this time. He would morph the chakra in the way to take the shape of the dragon already, so that it would be ready when the ice would cover it.

The air would get to a point where the flakes would begin to cover the sitting chakra, and keeping it in place, the chakra would do it's job correctly for the millionth time. Though this time, the dragon seemed to have been smaller. There must have been a small problem with chakra levels. Too much chakra has been used already. Breathing heavily, some rain drops would trespass into his mouth while he payed close attention. Never losing his focus.

The ether dragon would sit right next to him, as he would close his eyes and concentrate his hardest on the location of the boulder. Then shoving the chakra forward, the dragon would once again shoot at the boulder, only this time smashing directly into the base of the rock. Sending the cut mud slab into the air along with the rock. They were both simultaneously hovering in the air above Deibi's head. He knew that he pulled off the procedure correctly, but it could be completed quicker than what he had done. Along with power, it wasn't as strong as it had needed to be.

[✗Gohma✗]

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[EIGHTH POST]

After going home to rest for the night, the following morning Deibi would be ready to complete his training for his new technique. He would leaving his house and walk into the restless rain, and walk down the street where the merchants would be standing behind their soaking stands. He would notice that someone was reaching over the stand and stealing money from the owner, who was cowering from the man. This pissed Deibi off.

He decided he was going to show this person whose boss, just to help this woman behind the counter. He would quickly shove the chakra outside of his body at the very beginning. At the same time he would would begin to shuffle through his handseals as quick as possible before the man stealing the money would notice him. The girl behind the counter saw Deibi and stopped the screaming so much. Which confused the man.

Already creating the dragon by his side, the snow would trickle down upon it, carving quickly exactly what he wanted. The man would then take the money and begin to run. Deibi couldn't have that, so he would begin to quickly shove more chakra into the dragon sitting right next to his side, shaping the armor around it as if it was necessary to build. As fast as he could the chakra would emit directly into the dragon.

The chakra from the dragon would sound across the whole street, catching the attention of all of the citizens. Including the robber, he would turn and look at the dragon which was sitting next to Deibi. Staring at him dead in the eyes, Deibi could hear the small tremble coming from the man with the money in his hands. Deibi would let out a small laugh, then take a step back and look at the lady, who was staring intently at him.

He would turn around and begin to run once again, and Deibi would push his chakra without looking at the man, sending the Dragon chasing after him. Curving through the air, the dragon would strike the ground directly underneath the man, sending him flying in the air, and the money hurling towards the ground. The man would then hit the ground, next to the block of ice now sticking out of the ground. Deibi would let out a small sigh of relief and walk to collect the cash for the woman.

[Solus]

+80

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Hyouton:Tsuchi Baindo
Rank: C Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Literally Hyouton: Tsuchi Baindo means Ice: Earth Bind. The reason why it's called such is because of the effects of the technique. As a Ninjutsu the technique utilizes chakra. Here the user forms the handsigns and collects whatever takes part of the landscape/ground and forms strips of cloth out of it. With Hyouton it manipulates snow or ice.
Special: Rat, Boar, Dog, Ox, Tiger
Drawback: One must have Ice Release to perform.
Description: The Snow forms white strips looking much like bandages that rise from the ground and wrap tightly around the opponent. The strips are thick enough that they cannot be cut through with a kunai, and are wrapped tight enough to leave the enemy immobile.
Limit: Ice Release

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[FIRST POST]

Feeling better about himself the following morning, Deibi would dream to conquer a new technique. This time, this technique would come in handy when it comes to capturing things. He would create ice that would reach from the ground and constrict his enemies to the floor. He would get out of bed and ignore his mother who was attempting to get him to do the dishes. Slamming the door behind him, he would look for something to try his technique on.

Spotting a small bunny on the side of the road, scavenging through the garbage from a nearby stall, he would decide that's going to be his test dummy. He would connect each one of his hands with the other, sliding through all of the handseals he would get the chakra running through his body up and down his skin. Everywhere possible, the chakra would tumble over and explore. Barely paying any attention towards the small bunny, he forgot that it had been sitting there eating nuts from the garbage.

His chakra, getting capped off inside his body, would then course it's way into the ground below him. It would then perch it's way underneath the rabbit and then harden. For Deibi's chakra would freeze underground, but yet slip through it like it had been made to do so. Weaving it's way through the ground it would emerge next to the rabbit, showing him what it looked like. The ice bandages raising from the ground.

Scaring Deibi, it wouldn't be enough to make him lose his focus though. Though rising from the surface of the ground, he noticed that it was becoming harder and harder to control. Having it wag from one side of the ground to the other, the bunny looking up from his food and watching the ice about a meter away from it go out of control.

Not close enough, the rabbit would continue to watch, but not run. It would soon look back down to its food and continue to eat. Slipping closer towards the eating bunny, but still out of control, it set the little animal packing. Heading away from the ice on the ground, which would drop limp as soon as Deibi would notice the rabbit running away. "Damn," Deibi said as he let go of the handseal.

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[SECOND POST]

After the bunny had scurried it's way down the street, Deibi figured that would be the end of trying to capture that thing. He would then search for something else, someone else, anything. The rain would pour down on him, forcing him to squint his eyes to search for something, until he finally came across something that he wouldn't get in trouble with the law for. A small dog would be walking down the street, no sign of ownership, no tags. He looked pretty good.

Deibi would nod his head once, then smile as this time he thought he had a plan for how to control the technique. He would then pull up his arms quickly and close his eyes as he pulled off the handseals. Getting used to the feeling of chakra rushing through his veins, he would feel it rush down his arms and out of his fingers tips, then down his legs and out his toes.

Launching all the chakra he had into the ground, he would begin to breath hard, which kind of caught the attention of the dog. It looked back and saw Deibi holding the handseal and emitting the chakra into the ground, though the dog had no intention of knowing what he was doing. So it would look away from him and continue down the street. Traveling under the ground, he could feel his chakra coursing it's way toward the dog.

As he felt it get harder and harder like ice, he would slither it up to the surface of the ground, peaking out from the ground. The dog wouldn't be paying attention as it would stop on all fours and sniff the ground. He would attempt to control the bandages, by slithering them like snakes along the ground, which seemed to be working. They would lift up as soon as they were just about two meters away from the dog.

The dog would then look up and hear the scratching along side the ground, then look back at the bandages. Alerting it, it would wait for the bandages to strike at him, like they were hungry. As soon as they struck, the dog would let out a small yelp and evade the attacking bandages. Then dart the other direction, once again, leaving Deibi disappointed in the technique. He figured the next time he tries, he needs to keep it off the ground to keep from making noise.

[✗Gohma✗]

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[THIRD POST]

Waking up the next morning Deibi would rise out of bed and walk out the house once again. Looking to perfect his technique, and actually catch something this time. Walking down the street, he would notice that everything was going just as he thought. The streets were perfectly fine, no one stealing anything, no one scavenging through the garbage. Until he finally laid his eyes on someone jumping a kid. The person was about sixteen years old, and didn't fly with Deibi.

Watching him kick the kid in the stomach, Deibi was through with watching. So he would begin to fly through his handseals and get his chakra pumping quicker and quicker. Spreading his limbs out and pushing them towards the ground for the later use of pumping his chakra into the ground like a hose. He would take a step back and take a knee, then touch the ground, so no chakra would get loose. Simultaneously looking up and watching the man reaching down to the kid and reaching into his pocket.

This infuriated Deibi, and thus, he would shoot his chakra into the ground, all at once just so he could finished the technique quicker. He could feel the chakra swiftly coursing it''s way through the ground, as if there was actually no dirt down there and the chakra had his nerves in them. It would creep it's way towards the teenager and the boy, then stay in a spot below them. It would begin to harden and turn to ice, underneath the ground.

Pulling the chakra from under the ground up to the surface, would expose it's position. The teen boy would look back and see the bandages of ice come in his direction. The confused look on his face gave Deibi a small smile, until he looked away from the bandages and met his eyes. Then he looked directly back at the bandages, put the money in his pocket, and dashes the opposite direction.

Deibi would shake his head for a split second and mumble "Oh no you don't." Jutting the bandages up in the air, and towards the teen, he would make sure to be faster than him. Pushing quickly forward with his chakra the bandages would rise in height, and strike at his legs. Wrapping around them as soon as they connected, resulting in him falling on his face. Deibi would later then walk to him, take the boys money, and return it.

[Ancestor Febrie]

+30; very nice

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Suiton: Rikkido Haji no Jutsu (Water Style: Liquid Grip Technique)
Rank: D Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Causes water to wrap around the users arms, then stetches forward as a string of water from each arm, two inches in diameter. The water will wrap around the opponent to hold them.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Also immobilizes the user, since the water must be kept wrapped around the target by the user.
Description: ---
Limit: Must know Suiton no Jutsu (Water Release). Must have a water source.

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[FIRST POST]

After returning the small boys cash to him, and the sixteen year old boy ran off, it gave Deibi enough confidence to begin another technique. He was finished with the snow for the rest of the day. He was getting exhausted of doing the same thing over and over. He would venture out to the middle of the street where a street sign would stand erected. He decided that he would pull his technique off on it.

Swiping his hands over one another, letting the rain fall upon his face. Getting him soaked, his nose would start to glow red from the uncomfortable conditions. He would continue shuffling through his handseals and get the chakra pumping through his veins. The rain around him giving him more of an advantage with the technique. Starting to pulsate the chakra through his mainstream he would watch the technique in his head like a movie before he played it out.

Letting the chakra escape his body, and surround the area around him, he could feel his blood begin to boil. The water would hit the ground at his feet and drip closer to him. The water that would hit him on his head, or his jacket, would drip down to his hands and stop moving. Feeling as if the technique was going the right way he would continue doing what he was doing.

The water would all gather at his hands, where his gloves would be covering. The water would begin to morph in his hands and pulsate just like how his chakra was doing. It was as if the water itself was a liquid form of his chakra, resting within his gloves. paying close attention to the sign sticking out of the ground in front of him, he would concentrate on the ball of water in his hands.

It was like strings of water, flinging off the sides of the ball of water in his hands. Two strings would slide off from both directions, sledding their way through the air at the sign. As they would slap onto the sign, they would tie around it and constrict it as if it were a snake. A snake ready to eat its dinner.

[loyal]

+10.

[✗Gohma✗]

Pressure Jet
Rank: D
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: User shoots a stream of water towards the opponent.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: Easier to dodge at longer distances.
Description: A simple jutsu utilizing the water release. User performs the hand seals Snake, Dragon then transfers charka to their throat, creating a steady stream of pressured water from their mouths, that then hits the opponent for D rank damage. The jet stream has a maximum range of 10 meters and travels in a straight line. Speed is equivalent to throwing a kunai.
Limit: Water Release.

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[FIRST POST]

Deibi would stand in the rain looking for something to do, and like always, decided to try something new with his techniques. There's nothing better he could do anyways. So he would scavenge through his memory for something that he's seen before, so he could attempt to try it his way. He would lie his mind on something like, jetting water from his throat at an enemy. Though, there was nothing around, so he guessed he could just do it to the air.

He would quickly flip through the two handseals and beginning to hold his breath, looking to the left and right making sure that there was no one around watching him practice. Not that he was easily embarrassed or anything. He just figured that he wouldn't be distracted if there wasn't anyone around. He would send chakra up through his body, locating the target at his throat, which didn't workout so well.

He would struggle getting the chakra up to his throat for about a minute, for it was going insane in his mainstream. Which was normal, he could tame that no problem. After some time it would become apparent that getting the chakra to his throat was going to have to be learned over time. Sliding through the motions with his neck he could feel the chakra beginning to build up. He began to hold his breath as he could feel water begin to build.

Holding the water in his mouth he felt it begin to bubble up as if it were being forced up by jets. Hence the name of the technique. Keeping his lips sealed together, he would make sure none of it was actually exposed to the oxygen, as his chakra would do its job in making sure the water would have enough pounce to launch out his mouth. He would then cock his head back and wait for the right time for shooting.

Pushing forward with his chakra he could feel the water spurt out of his mouth and shove into the air, squirting in a straight line in front of his face. Launching quickly, it would fly just about ten meters in front of his face. It would hit some garbage on the ground and shove all the garbage to the side of the street. He would think to himself that he could use this technique to help out in the rain.

[Ravenous]

+10 ; learned.

[✗Gohma✗]

Suikoudan no Jutsu - Water Shark Projectile Technique
Rank: B
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates a shark of condensed water that leaps from its water source and quickly rushes to its target where it explodes on contact.
Special: “Handseals”
Drawback: Requires a water source.
Description: After forming handseals, the user forms a shark from water near them which will leap from the body of water. The projectile will quickly lock onto its target and fly towards it, exploding on contact with enough force to severely damage an unarmored opponent. The shark will move as fast as a taijutsu master of the same rank as the user.
Limit: Water Release

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[FIRST POST]

Coasting through the rain's downfall, Deibi would contemplate the next technique that he should learn. Though it seemed to him, that he's been doing a whole lot of practicing lately. He figured that he would give it a break after this technique and settle down at home for a little longer. He would think through some of the techniques that he's seen around the village. He would let his mind wonder, as he would think about one technique in particular. The shark throwing technique.

As he looked at an old building, ready to collapse, he figured that it would be better for him to knock it down. For it was ready to be rebuilt anyway, whatever it was. He would look down to his hands and remember the handseals that he must run his hands through. One after another, he would do is handseals slowly, concentrating on what would come next, for this was a complex technique that he wanted to learn. He would look up to a target, so he would have one in mind before he would launch his shark at it. Spotting a large piece of wood on the lower level, he would make his decision.

He would get his chakra pumping through his body as if the fate was sealed with this structure standing in front of him. He would wash the chakra up and down his torso, then into his legs where he would distort it and mash it around. Roughing the chakra up as if it was dough, and he was kneading it. He would aim the chakra towards his feet, where he would exert the energy out of his toes and into the water below him. Coursing the power through it.

He could feel the water below him, making noises and growl, as if it were alive. Though nothing happening, he would try harder and harder to form something with the water, but the more he tried the more nothing happened. So he stopped placing so much chakra into the puddle below his feet and began to think of a different approach. He would begin to think of the possibilities at hand, and lean back, using the air as a wall to lean on.

Setting his mind on somehting, he would quickly shove chakra into his mainstream, where he would rest it inside of his belly. There he would bubble and control the chakra, moving it to where he wanted. Forming the shark already. He would then shove the chakra prematurely sharkified to the bottom of his feet, where he would place it into the ground below him. Though the bubbling of the water would seize to stop.