Teach me how to train [T][O][NDE]

[Tha Brute.]

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Suiton: Senpabanpa No Jutsu (Water Release: Art of the Onrushing Waves)
Rank: "D," "C," "B," "A," "S"
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user creates a multitude of waves on either side of the target, which crash into the target repeatedly.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Use must have a water source readily available; the user cannot be performing any other technique while this is active.
Description: The user performs handseals and creates eight waves on either side of their target. The user has the waves crash into the target by whipping each hand in the direction they want the waves to travel, the left arm controls the left-hand waves and the right arm controls the right-hand waves. At "D" Rank the waves are four feet high. At "C" Rank the waves are ten feet high. At "B" Rank the waves are sixteen feet high. At "A" Rank the waves are twenty-one feet high. At "S" Rank the waves are twenty eight feet high.
Limit: Water Release

The boiling sun beat on Kei's neck. He wiped some sweat on his back. Kei sat at the edge of a white empty dock. His ankle dangled back and forth, like a pendulum. The cool water was very comforting to him, relieving him of his daily troubles. This was to be one of his daily rituals. He finally proceeded to actually train.

He stared deeply, entranced with the subtle waves. It was mesmerizing, really. But he had work to do; he could relax later.

The technique called for a ready water source. Check, he was at the edge of a dock. It also needed a target. Kei searched for something that could float. If it floated, it could be hit. He found a piece of wood, probably a debris of a recent shipwrecked storm. The piece was large enough to be hit, though Kei would've preferred a bigger target.

The Kaishin sighed deeply and chucked it into the open sea. He stared into the water intensely, as he performed the hand seals. When he finished the last hand seal, he yelled, "Senpabanpa No Jutsu", trying to will the water to move. He didn't even get an inch. To a normal onlooker, Kei would've looked like a complete fool. Well, that's why he was glad to be alone. Of course, he had expected to fail the first time, so he didn't get frustrated. Instead, he took another deep breath and tried again.

This time, he performed the hand seals at a much slower rate, focusing more on the technique. At the final hand seal, he didn't yell, rather he whispered it calmly, just to remember what technique he was doing. He had a tendency to forget what technique he was doing if he didn't repeat the name of it. This time, two triangular shapes shot out of the water, nearly three feet high. Kee-resh was the sound of the waves. One came on his right side, the other rose on the left. But just as quickly as they came, they descended back into the depths with a baritone-ish splash. "Great", Kei grumbled to himself, "I've got the shape, but I just need the movement." And more waves, he thought.

"Well, third time's the charm", he said to himself, in a mildly weary tone. So he did it again, this time at a much more comfortable pace. The water began to take a slight glowing shade of cyan, as if there was something radiating at the pit of the ocean. Kei's eyes widened, unconsciously now standing at the tip of the pier. Four triangular waves rose near the white plank of wood's right side. These were a height of what Kei guessed was four feet. Then, another four rose up on his left side. These waves were a little bit smaller, around a height of three and half feet. "Makes sense", Kei said matter-of-factly, as he was aware that he was right handed and it was only natural that his left hand side was significantly less dominant.

The waves looked like larger variations of the natural ones that had hugged Kei's legs earlier. Each of the larger riptides had white ripples in the middle, and each swayed naturally, at ease. Kei enjoyed this feeling of control. He took a breath, saying "Step one, complete. Commencing step two". He slowly grazed his right arm across the horizon. It took perhaps half a second later (which would feel like ten minutes for Kei), but the waves shifted their movement closer to its pallid target. Even the white ripples in the middle made an up and down movement, like a natural wave that would wash ashore.

Kei kept his right hand in its current position. Now, with his opposite hand, he willed the left currents to switch their current position to engage closer onto the plank. These waves moved at a slower rate. But Kei was patient enough to watch them close in on their target. As he did so, they nearly touched the plank. Nearly, as they melted back into the water before it could graze the left side of the floating chunk of wood. "It's a start", Kei said.

[Zeth Zatachi]

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[Tha Brute.]

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Instead of being frustrated, Kei was feeling pleased with himself. Not that the technique was particularly difficult, but that he had a taste of how to manipulate a wide area of an ocean. He had gotten the basics of "Senpabanpa" movements, which gave him a sense of accomplishment. Now, he just had a few more finishing touches. Rather, a few more critical additions; like speed and control.

He performed the jutsu again, now rapidly remembering the hand signs and he yelled, "Senpabanpa no jutsu!" His new enthusiasm and will had strengthened the form. No longer a faint glow at the bottom of the water, eight brighter turquoise shades. Then, in a blink of an eye, the waves had formed in a pyramidal shape, and both had risen to an equal four feet height. In fact, since Kei was only sitting as he concentrated on this jutsu, he could see his reflection in the erected wave patterns. His eyes looked intense, even serious. Did he always look this angry? He very well hoped not.

"Ah", he gasped as his waves broke out of their form. He had lost concentration. Or rather, he had been side tracked. Just like other techniques involving the water element, it was crucial that he paid attention to what he was doing. Obviously, practice made perfect from his last demonstration. A cool and refreshing breeze passed through him, parting his hair. He exhaled a deep breath, not out of frustration, but out of comfort. "I can do this", he repeated encouragingly to himself.

And now, he did the hand signs a bit slower than the last time, only for concentration. "Senpabanpa no jutsu", he said. Sure enough, the eight glowing shapes appeared but dimmed out as eight waves sprang up, taking their place. With a booming splash, they came up with much authority. Yes, I can most definitely do this, Kei thought to himself. This time, he would not allow any distractions to get in the way, not even his reflections.

Kei did not want to test the time limit he would have of this wave control, as the smaller waves were cutting at the ones he had formed. He moved his right hand at a steady pace. As he half-expected, the waves followed. He moved his arm faster this time, trying to hit the white plank. He kept his mind focused and zeroed in on the waves, not only envisioning its movements but almost ordering them. He swung his arm madly in the direction of the wood debris. The waves marched quickly on its target.

Kei was satisfied with this. But what if he had an enemy from the left side. He dreaded it, even wondering if it was worth the trouble. Mist ninjas were not known to be weak. They were tenacious. So, he stuck his left arm forward, willing the waves to move in the same direction. But as one would guess, he did this slower. The waves moved slowly as Kei held his mind intensely on the watery pyramids. In a violent manner, he moved his left arm to the wooden piece. At first, the four left waves swung wildly about, circling. But Kei yelled out to it, as if it were a pet dog, "STAY!" And they seemingly did, calming down. This time, he moved his arm with more control, but with speed. The waves surged powerfully forward, not bothered at all by the smaller annoying oncoming waves.

Now both waves were an equidistant 2 feet away from the wooden plank. With his arms extended outward, Kei made a loud clap, and the garden gnome sized waves impacted and crushed the white plank in a flurry. When the waves subsided and returned to the depths, Kei squinted his eyes to see the remains. Nothing, but maybe a small splinter. Kei chuckled softly. That chuckle turned into a hearty laugh that echoed from his satisfaction.

[Molokai]

Taisen came upon the genin waving his hands over the water like he was trying to cast a spell on it. Looking at it more closely, he saw that the genin was indeed trying to cast a spell on the water. His success was open to debate. Taisen scanned him by activating his chaos for just a moment, finding that he was more of a ninjutsu type guy but was still fairly new to the whole being a ninja thing.

Most striking about this kid, though, was that Taisen didn't recognize him. As Mizukage, it was his duty to personally know every one of his shinobi on a first-name basis. The fact that this kid had gotten past him was a failing on his part. But interrupting someone during training would be a terrible thing to do unless he actually had something to offer other than his presence.

Then again, maybe his presence was all he actually needed. The mizukage walked out to the end of the dock and stood next to the genin trying to command the water.

"Need a target?"

[Zeth Zatachi]

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[Tha Brute.]

"need a target?" a deeper and domineering voice called behind Kei, surprising him. Kei quickly turned from his current position, almost falling off of the pier. It was a good thing he didn't; the figure he turned to was none other than the current Mizukage. Kei had heard things about him within the village. Just a few weeks ago, he had slaughtered a missing ninja by himself. He was a figurehead of the Hidden Mist village.

"Uh, as a m-m-matter of fact...I could", Kei said nervously. He had wished for company earlier, but he felt intimidated. The commander-in-chief was tall and had a solid frame. He studied the man for what seemed to be forever. Deciding that this was no way to greet your current leader, he put his arm out, gesturing for a handshake. "I'm Kei", he said.

[Molokai]

What is it with people acting weird around him? Taisen gained the Mizukage title by default, and now everybody acted like they were beholden to him for some reason. That is, everybody he didn't know before he gained the title. Gekkido still treated him like a comrade, and little Akiko treated him like a father, but all this "my Lord" and bowing and junk just didn't sit well with him. This guy, though, this guy was stuttering and staring at him like he was the ghost of Bigfoot or something.

At some point the genin realized what he was doing and took a more normal approach, offering his hand and his name. The Mizukage took Kei's hand and gave his own name, "Taisen. And please, just call me Taisen." Releasing the genin's hand, he looked back at the lake.

See, Mist village wasn't located on the coast. That would make it easy to find for any wayward sailor just passing through. Rather, the largest body of water in the village was the big lake with the Mizukage Tower in the center that the rest of the village was built up around. Various docks and such dotted the shore for people to moor their personal watercraft, and it was on one of those that the two now stood.

He stared at the lake for just a moment before applying chakra to his feet and jumping onto the water. "Now," he began, "you ready? Oh, real quick, don't hold back one bit. I promise you, you cannot hurt me." Taisen had meant that to sound reassuring so that the kid wouldn't hesitate, but after he said it he realized it sounded slightly cocky and mentally kicked himself for it. Hopefully this Kei guy got the right message, nothing like fucking up a first impression. . .

[Tha Brute.]

Suiton: Yuugyo No Jutsu (Water Release: Art of the Fish Swimming About in Water)
Rank: "D

[/i]," "C," "B," "A," "S"
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user creates small fish made purely of water in a large body of water. By holding a certain handseal the user can cause the fish to explode.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: None
Description: The user, when standing very near or upon a body of water, gains the ability to create a small number of fish below them. The user must form handseals and send his or her chakra into the water to form the fish, once that is done the user has control of the fish for no more than three posts before they dissipate back into regular water. The user, once the fish have been created, is able to control the fish and cause them to swim toward a target and leap from the water. At "D" Rank the user can create up to three fish, and each of the Fish have the same explosive power as an Exploding Tag. At "C" Rank the user can create up to six fish, and each of the Fish have the same explosive power as an Exploding Tag. At "B" Rank the user can create up to ten fish, and each of the Fish have the same explosive power as two Exploding Tags. At "A" Rank the user can create up to fifteen fish, and each of the Fish have the same explosive power as two Exploding Tags. At "S" Rank the user can create up to twenty fish, and each of the Fish have the same explosive power as three Exploding Tags.
Limit: Water Release[/quote]

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"Taisen", Kei repeated in a softer tone. He didn't utter a single word as the Mizukage went on. Kei was careful to listen to every word. Then, Taisen moved forward, his feet glowing a dark green on the sole. He commenced his movement forward into the lake. Effortlessly, he stood on the clear water. Then he spoke again.

"Don't hold back one bit. I promise you, you cannot hurt me", He yelled from afar. Of course Kei thought. No one can bring down lord Mizukage.

Kei thought carefully. At first, he had considered practicing something to impress the Mizukage. But no, he was human after all. He would understand if he had decided to do something much more...minor. Well, that was what he had hoped for, anyway.

Explosions, Kei thought , yeah I hope he likes explosions. He remembered this one technique that he watched his step father do. As he did this, he had a blank stare on his countenance. Once he stood from his kneeling position, Kei stared and looked at the water. He dipped his fingers, so much as to just skid the water. He made tiny ripples, and he studied the movements of the water. "Beautiful", he whispered dreamily to himself.

Instead of swaying by itself, the water stood very still. With a deep sigh, he tightened his jaw, and clenched his fist by his side. He envisioned three small trout swimming about in the open water. The fish were to be made completely of two oxygen bonds and a hydrogen bond. In other words, their consistence were to be only of water.

After twenty seconds, the water stirred a little bit. It seemed to twitch as if there was a tick that was bugging it. Kei could see his reflection in the clear water...no. He would not be fooled or distracted like that again. Instead, he pictured his face twisted and contorted by the shape of the trout. His face should look like it was twisted by a fun house mirror. That's what Kei focused on.

After twenty seconds, a tail formed. The triangular end piece of the fish slowly took shape, forming in the water. A long segment of around 4 inches slowly crept inside the lake. More molecules attract to each other, creating a blue outline.

Kei had been at this training for nearly a minute when the posterior of the fish had disappeared. A small swirling vortex had formed, like a bath tub drain. "Aargh!"Kei grunted loudly. He slammed his hands on his forehead. But he quickly had to dampen his temper. He was acting like a complete fool in front of Taisen. This was no way to act in front of a superior shinobi. So he quickly put on a fake smile as he looked up.

Perhaps he wasn't being...fish-like enough. He put his state of mind to that of a wandering flipping water dweller. A fish was satisfied with life, not asking more. It would just go about in its habitat, enjoying its simple life. Kei cleared his mind, relaxing. He took in air, as he closed his eyes. Unbeknown to the young Kirigakure ninja, a rainbow trout was taking its shape. He thought of himself pushing through the rough water, as it pushed against him. If he could just get past the tug and backbone of the rushing tide, he would feel an incredible sense of satisfaction. So, that was the life, huh? To defeat the daily rigors that appeared every day in front of you was how to live. Yes, surviving was living. Oh, how Kei both envied the simple life of a fish. Then again, there was no excitement. No reason to...live.

As these thoughts appeared in his head, a stronger fish tail took its shape. It solidly swayed left and right, with strong swiftness. Then, water molecules began to piece themselves together at the mast of the fishy shape. A small pair of gills appeared, with thin wispy lips creating the outline of a fish. The details were to be created. So Kei thought back, while holding the final handseal.

Scales, rough scales. Yet, delicate. "Hmm", Kei said, "Rough and delicate scales?" So miniscule diamond shaped plates appeared on the trout; thousands of miniscule diamond shaped plates. The fish stayed in its place, but shook itself back in forth, swimming in place. "One down, two more to go", Kei said satisfied. He almost completely forgot that Taisen was right there waiting for him.

He thought of the same thoughts he had before, but not focusing on as much detail. The other two fish appeared in the water. Their outlines came out faster than the first one. In fact, they probably looked even better. Though they were slightly smaller, due to the lack of time Kei put in, Kei preferred these trout better. He exhaled, relaxing. He watched the fish sway in place, enjoying his new creation.

Wait a minute, weren't they supposed to do something? What were stagnant fish good for in combat? Amuse an enemy to death? And why did they swim in place? "Oh yeah, ha ha", Kei laughed to himself. "They're supposed to explode on a target." He shot the three fish a serious scowl. Then he whispered an order: "Go forth. Approach your target".

The fish stood still, they no longer moved. There was a glint in their eye. Oh no. "Wait! Wait! Move forward!" Kei yelled down to the trout. He didn't care if they exploded, just as long as they didn't explode on him. But they didn't move. There was something that the Kaishin had done before to get the "respect" of these watery creations. He envisioned himself in the sea, floating about. Then, a predator appeared from the coral. Wishing not to be eaten, he swiftly swam forward.

Ah, so these fish had a password then. "Predator!" Kei shouted. Alarmed, the fish seemed to "turn on" and they jutted forward, approaching the large form of the Mizukage standing on the water.

[Zeth Zatachi]

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[Molokai]

Taisen wasn't sure what was going on. From his position on the lake, he tried to figure out what the kid was doing and managed to draw a substantial amount of blanks. Every so often he'd see a splash or something, but never anything really worth mentioning. That was, until he saw the fish bearing down on him. Normally, he wouldn't be afraid of a couple water-fish, especially not ones of that unimpressive size. However, his sixth sense for danger was screaming in his ear, and it compelled him to act.

Taking his shield from his back, he made a point of putting it between he and the water creatures. He remembered bragging about how the boy couldn't possibly injured him, and suddenly found himself regretting it. If these things produced the kind of destruction his mental alarms suggested, he'd need his shield to simply not get ripped to shreds. The only thing he could really do was keep his eye on the dangerous swimmy things and ready his shield just in case.

((Sorry I took so long. Suddenly found myself overwhelmingly busy as all of my past procrastination suddenly came rushing at me at once. Won't happen again.))

[Tha Brute.]

Three foot long rainbow trout appeared in the lake. Each were identical to one another. They had been created as an outline and cast by Kei. As they appeared, Kei took a lengthy time to get their attention and compliance. But he found that the more he related to the scaly outlines, the more "respect" he would gain.

The Kaishin looked ahead. Now a domineering figure from afar, stood the Mizukage, on water. He was Kei's commander-in-chief. Heck, he was everyone's commander in chief, and when he gave orders, you'd obey them. That is, unless you want your head to roll of your flimsy neck. His orders? To attack him, not to hold back. Apparently, Kei wouldn't be able to leave a mark or burn on him, no matter how hard he tried. So, Kei obeyed and obliged.

His fish, he knew, were volatile. Each trout had the strength of an explosive tag. The fact that he had been able to conjure such a creation made Kei feel proud; it also made him scared. What if they exploded on him? Well, that's why he had feet, right?

As Kei commanded the three swimming explosives to go, he almost regretted it. "Please don't hurt him", Kei muttered, almost whining. But his confidence was regained when he thought to himself , No it was the Mizukage, he is borderline invincible. He hadn't even noticed that Taisen had raised his shield and stiffened his body in caution. Boom.

[Molokai]

Oh, shit.

The force of three exploding tags going off at once was tremendously powerful, and Taisen found himself regretting his claim of invincibility. One at a time would have been manageable, but with three happening at once he actually had to take some evasive maneuvers. As they exploded, Taisen felt the force press against his shield and promptly shunshinned backwards.

His skill with the shield, coupled with the instantaneous movement away from the epicenter dispelled the force enough for him to avoid injury, but only barely. Glancing over at Kei, the Mizukage was pleased to see that the boy could generate so much power. Taisen could see the potential this guy held and was glad they were on the same side.

Coming off of the lake, he clapped Kei on the shoulder and congratulated him. "Unfortunately," he went on to say, "that's all I've got time for today. You keep practicing, and whenever you want help come by the tower and I'll give you a hand. See you later."

[exit]

[Tha Brute.]

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Fuuton: Ranboukazenenten (Violent Wind Twisting)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user spins on their heels three times, each spin releasing a violent burst of wind from all directions that is used to repel incoming attacks or push enemies away from them.
Special: Handseal
Drawback: The user can become dizzy after this attack, slowing their reaction times.
Description: The user performs the handseals and then applies chakra to their feet. They thin spin on their heels a total of three times. Each spin releases a violent burst of air that extends about eight feet out. This burst of air is used to displace incoming projectiles and possibly jutsu, depending on the opposing jutsu’s strength and element. (i.e. water or fire would be easy to disperse versus earth which would be difficult due to weight and density). This jutsu is also used to knock opponents who come to close to the user away from them. The user is capable of going into D rank training as many times as they want, each time increasing the number of their spins by one and thus the number of air bursts by one.
Limit: Must have Wind Release

Kei decided that he was finished with his water training. When the Mizukage left, Kei smiled and nodded curtly. So he was leaving, that was just fine. The fact that he had been able to train with such an empowering figure was privilege enough for him. He decided that not only would water be part of his faculty, but wind as well. So, he decided to put a halt to his shifting and manipulation of water. He decided to perform a wind technique.

He racked his brains for a specific move. What was it called? He remembered it caused dizziness. That's right: Violent Wind Twisting. It was a defensive move, a bit rare of a wind technique. But he decided that it would be an excellent move to work on. So, he set his mind on it.

The blue haired boy walked from the dock and onto a much more natural surface. He was was still near the dock, but not as close. This way, if he happened to spin further, he wouldn't fall. Kei took in a large breath, stared up into the trees and exhaled. "Aaah", he breathed.

Step One, he thought in his head , apply chakra to the heels. He quickly formed the blue material in a lumpy and misty form on his hand as it wavered about. He sat down on the dead grass and touched his feet. Nothing happened. "Right", he muttered, "Forgot the hand signs."

So he performed them, and he did them slowly. Rather do them slowly and correctly, than quick and clumsily. He had learned that several times over and over unexpectedly. At the final sign, he forgot what to do. "Crap", he said flatly. Did he really just do that? Did he really just perform his hand signs so slowly, his sole focus to perform the hand seals and what does he do? He doesn't even put it to good use. Kei thought of doing it again, but what good would that be if he didn't even remember what to do? So he searched his mind once again. "That's right, apply them to your feet. Got it." So he did these hand seals, a little bit faster and with the same accuracy.

At last, white-blue chakra sprout from his hands as Kei grinned like a mad man. He quickly bent his leg, leaning forward. He reached for his foot with his left hand, allowing the chakra's energy to seep forward.
(Not finished)

[N A T S U M I]

+4; we don't accept unfinished training sorry.

[Tha Brute.]

OOC: Aww, alright. Well...

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Fuuton: Ranboukazenenten (Violent Wind Twisting)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user spins on their heels three times, each spin releasing a violent burst of wind from all directions that is used to repel incoming attacks or push enemies away from them.
Special: Handseal
Drawback: The user can become dizzy after this attack, slowing their reaction times.
Description: The user performs the handseals and then applies chakra to their feet. They thin spin on their heels a total of three times. Each spin releases a violent burst of air that extends about eight feet out. This burst of air is used to displace incoming projectiles and possibly jutsu, depending on the opposing jutsu’s strength and element. (i.e. water or fire would be easy to disperse versus earth which would be difficult due to weight and density). This jutsu is also used to knock opponents who come to close to the user away from them. The user is capable of going into D rank training as many times as they want, each time increasing the number of their spins by one and thus the number of air bursts by one.
Limit: Must have Wind Release

As Kei had at last generated the chakra flames as they spewed from his hands. He touched his foot with his right hand, digging under it. Ew, filthy. What on earth had he stepped on this morning? A pack of gum? Gross. He tried to get the chakra's energy to flow just under the soles of his shoes, and just above the soggy ground above him. He repeated with his left hand, reaching downward.

Nothing happened. Though the chakra did remain under, glowing under his feet. Maybe the technique called for some movement. Movement, after all was the basis of the defensive technique. Kei held his arms out to his sides. He appeared to be imitating a dead tree. Kei felt the strong wind against his back, allowing it to touch his back. His palms were held out in front of him.

Kei then swayed his arms with the motion of the wind. Back and forth, back and forth in a calm rhythm. "Yes, this feels like the natural motion of the movement", he said excitedly. He continued to do this for another twenty seconds, or so. Then he decided to attempt the spin, still moving his arms back and forth to keep his momentum. For a half second, he felt his heels dig into the dirt. Then they swiveled into a one hundred eighty degree angle, in an instant. But as soon as it turned Kei around, it stopped.

Kei had been so excited and warped about the movement that he hadn't been able to retain the chakra under his feet. Then he felt a sudden nausea in his head. "So...dizzy", he said stupidly. It had only been a half-second! Not even that high of a degree of a turn. The more that he thought of it, the movement was similar to a human-top. Such a jutsu would take a toll on his head. He remembered that in order to perform the technique properly, he would half to spin three times. "That's around six half-turns", Kei concluded. Wow, that's a fast merry-go-round.

If he could barely take the impact of half a rotation, how in the world could he fulfill the full technique and still fight? He wouldn't. It would be foolish to try it. Unless, that is, he controlled his movement. Undoubtedly, he would do that right now. "No time like the present", he muttered. So he went to the park where he had met so many of his comrades.

In the park, lay a tire-swing. It had been strung up to a large branch. As a teenager, he would watch the younger kids stand on top of the tire-swing as they tried to see how fast they could spin it before he puked. Oh, even the children of Kirigakure were savage. But, what better way to get his training done than this way? And such fun it would be!

He took hold of the course gripping of the rope to get a footing onto the rusty tire. It was quite slippery, but Kei formed the hand seals again, this time a little bit faster in order to keep his feet stable. Another good use for the "chakra feet" as Kei had come to call techniques such as this. As he erected his back and stood up, barely maintaining his balance, he closed his eyes. He almost held out his palms. But no, this training was just basic to get a feel for the movement.

Kei motioned his body rightward. The swing followed his movement, only for a little. He decided his hip thrust would have to be much more forceful. He had to rely on acceleration. That would definitely help with the technique in real life too. So, he motioned to the right again, then as soon as he performed the first hip-motion he did a second one just as fast. Then a third, followed by a fourth. There was a fifth consecutive movement but instead of hitting to the right, he jammed to his left side, creating some momentum. He saw a group of kids in the distance. Kei quickly yelled out to them to spin them. Now, kids such as they wouldn't ever turn down the chance to play...or torture a Mist shinobi, so they seized the opportunity faster than it came. They fiendishly pushed him to the right side, as he twirled on top of the old tire. Faster, faster, he went.

Kei almost questioned why he was doing this after his first revolution. He had started off going slow on the tire swing, making sure he didn't spin too fast. The Kaishin almost feared he looked foolish in front of the children who may have been watching. But Kei couldn't see them, as he was spinning so their faces were a collage; almost like a mythical hydra.

Kei closed his eyes, so he wouldn't damage his sight or head even further. "Spare me", he whispered, but did not say it loud enough. He was determined to get it. How many revolutions had passed by now? Four, was it? No matter, they spun him faster, and he gained more speed. I better be moving at this speed when I perform this technique, he thought. Then, he yelled something he didn't expect: "IS THAT ALL YOU CAN SPIN ME BY? SPIN ME FAAASSTTEERRR". So they did, and he almost regretted it. His brain was telling him that he probably was no longer moving in a circular motion, but upwards, then downwards. Then jutting sideways. He feared to open his eyes, as he knew that he his speed felt somewhere inhuman, and downright scary.

[Beltran]

+10

[Tha Brute.]

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Fuuton: Ranboukazenenten (Violent Wind Twisting)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user spins on their heels three times, each spin releasing a violent burst of wind from all directions that is used to repel incoming attacks or push enemies away from them.
Special: Handseal
Drawback: The user can become dizzy after this attack, slowing their reaction times.
Description: The user performs the handseals and then applies chakra to their feet. They thin spin on their heels a total of three times. Each spin releases a violent burst of air that extends about eight feet out. This burst of air is used to displace incoming projectiles and possibly jutsu, depending on the opposing jutsu’s strength and element. (i.e. water or fire would be easy to disperse versus earth which would be difficult due to weight and density). This jutsu is also used to knock opponents who come to close to the user away from them. The user is capable of going into D rank training as many times as they want, each time increasing the number of their spins by one and thus the number of air bursts by one.
Limit: Must have Wind Release

At last, the bloody spinning had stopped as soon as Kei had hurled a grotesque lunch. "eughh...", he groaned lowly. The kids seemed to laugh, and offered assistance. "No, no...I'm fine...I think", he groaned again. The children departed two minutes later.

"Mmm..Yes, I think I have it", Kei said as he stared up into the sky, ignoring the blood rushing to his head. Again? Well, yeah, he got this far, it would be a waste to end here. The real enemy wouldn't give him a chance to rest his mind, or his physical condition.

So ignoring the pain, he got his bearings again as best as he could. Which direction was left? Which direction was right? Heck, was he even looking forward, or staring at the ground? Maybe this was another part of his training.

At last, he decided that deep breathing might to the trick. He took a large inhalation. Then, he let the air seep out of his nose. "Aaah", he breathed relaxingly. He remembered his step father would meditate whenever he trained.

Despite his temporary condition, Kei knew it was a great day to train. He looked up at the sky again. It wasn't as clear as it could be, in fact it was blanketed with clouds. Yet, that was to be expected in the village hidden in the Mist. But the Sun seemed to peak through, poking its rays, pin pointing right where Kei stood, almost as if to guide him. Maybe this was a good omen. Maybe he was just too dizzy.

At last, he went to his previous spot. He dug the dirt into three inches, approximately. How would he know the jutsu would work? Kei needed a test subject. There was no plank of wood for him to experiment on, so he got the next best thing: a heavy branch. Rather than picking it up, he walked toward it.

"Lights, Camera, Action", Kei said. He dug his heels into the dirt once more, shuffling. His primary objective was to move the branch at least eight feet. Honestly, Kei had absolutely no idea how he would be able to calculate the distance. So in reality, he just wanted to move the branch at a noticeable distance. He closed his eyes again. "No, bad idea", he said quietly. He didn't feel like puking again.

He performed the hand seals slowly, to make sure the technique was correct. voosh the chakra appeared on the tips of his fingers. He reached below, allowing his finger tips to scrape the heel section of his boots. His feet immediately felt...warmer. It was almost uncomfortable, like jumping into a heated pool. Kei set his feet down, digging them into the dirt nervously once more. He wiggled his toes inside, feeling the warmth. He held his focus, making sure that the chakra wouldn't leave his feet.

Kei rotated his arms, left to right, side to side. His hips went in a circular motion. He was trying to mimic the motion and movement of a top. He needed a lot of momentum, and a lot of top spin. Kei moved quicker, shifting the movement of his arms, shoulders and waist. It felt comfortable, actually. At last, he held his arms out to his side, palms facing outward. With a deep exhale, he shouted "Ranboukazenenten".

From a distance you could see a small cyclone of wind take place, as it swirled about. The branch moved eight feet, exactly.

[Naota]

Learned. Lol.

[Tha Brute.]

Kei turned around, deciding that he was done. (exit)