Pride and Suffering [Training]

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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.

To raise above others ninja has to train daily, seeking out new techniques and finding a new way to utilize them. Same was with Emi and her current technique, Suiton: Seppaku Funsha no Jutsu. The science behind the technique was simple, utilizing water elemental chakra user could manipulate pressurized water in their mouth and fire it as speed of projectile, but it didn't have to be just attacking technique. It could easily be used for defense.

Still even with that in mind little goth had to start from basis. As she walked out from the shadows onto the training field of academy, many memories captivated her. How much she strained to be better than others, how much she will have to try to become better than the rest, all her goals went pass her, but only one thing mattered now. Method of training.

Preparations were the easiest part, three tall sticks just around her size, with each of them having one apple on the top of each of them. The goal was obvious, knock down each of the apples with pressure of her technique. Handseals were next part of training and first practical part, as she memorized something that might save her life one day. Snake, Dragon, and again Snake, Dragon, she repeated it until her body felt natural with the movement, until she could almost instinctively draw upon the routine from the back of her mind.

Finally the testing part was at hand. Fully focused on the task in front of her she closed her eye and imagined. She imagined the blue current raising from her stomach, dancing, twirling like a wave against rocks, losing some power but still coming. Her throat felt it, the tingling, the slight ticklish sensation that made her want to giggle, but she couldn't. Finally she did the handseals, concentrating on forming of the jutsu. Snake, dragon, motion followed each other, but as she was about to fire the pressurized water all the water was spit out, some even drooled out.

"Totally embarrassing!" Emi screamed at her failure, frustration that she didn't achieve enough of a pressure. She tried again, but made a mess of herself again and again. Still she didn't give up. She would try no matter how long, for it would be her power that would achieve this power, not anyone else, not her parents money or influence. Emi was a rebel, a just rebel, living her life for herself now and utilizing it to the fullest of her potential.

It was this motivation in the end that made her achieve the perfect pressure she needed to fire the pressurized water jet, and slightly graze the apple on the stick.

Aim was little off, but technique was at hand and so she continued practicing, firing again and again, not stopping until she was satisfied with results, three out of the three shot. Nothing short of perfection she expected from herself.

Next part of the training was something she invented herself.

Taking one of the fallen apples into her leather glove covered hand and by throwing it to the Great Tree shaded sky, Ibitsu ex heiress was ready to test the strength of her technique. Before the apple could fall she tried to fire the pressure jet in order to keep the apple for few seconds in the sky. At first she might've succeeded, wasn't it for her damned cyclopean vision which made her miss, lose balance and in the end get head bonged by an apple.

Petite figure fell on her buttom, but she could at least smile for achieving this much, and yet she didn't. She knew the technique so far, everything else was just a finesse. A finesse that she had to do with everything she does, because of her scar, because of ninja world.

[Beltran]

+9

[bashiku]

Continuity:

"Ninja's will be brought down by their own kin..." Emi promised again as she continued practicing. Technique was still close to completion, but not complete. Her inability to perceive depth would be death of her one day and she has to ensure that doesn't happen.

Taking the apples again she took upon herself to do more this time. Throwing one, doing the handseals, and aiming she practiced the position of the target, barely grazing it, making the apples twirl around in the air, but not throwing them further away or keeping them at steady bay.

She tried again and again, missing and sometimes hitting, but steadily improving, her confidence whispering she could hit two apples now. And she could, if she were fast enough. She wasn't. The spectacle that happened could only be described as comical for as she kept one apple away other would hit her dead on forehead and make her spin around like a sprinkler.

"I will not be defeated by rotten apple..." Emi growled and took a vicious bite off her opponent as she threw them all again. This time her pride made her move faster, do her technique faster, handseals flying around and jets being fired at shorter interval, just enough to hit the apple and knock it a little off the path. One hit, two hits, two hits and one graze.

"Again!" She yelled as she prepared for final dance. Her hands dashed into handseals, her chakra rushed to her mouth almost choking her, water collecting, her jets shot...

In the end it didn't matter how much she hit. It was how many apples she couldn't find after she would hit them. This time there were no apples to carry on her way home and eat. Still she didn't miss their bitter sweet flavor, no on the contrary. Her reward was the sweet success.

[Beltran]

Learned

[bashiku]

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Suiton: Chiisaimizubakahatsu (Tiny Water Explosion)
Rank: “D”
Type: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates a small wave of water that rushes towards an opponent.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: N/A
Description: The user performs the handseals described in special. There, they release chakra into the water and send a small tidal wave (about five feet tall) towards the opponent. The water moves at a speed of about ten miles per hour, so a direct hit from the water can be painful, but not life-threatening.
Limit: Water Release

Sitting in the garden of her mansion and listening to the sound of the rushing wind, Emi wondered how to learn her next technique. Her legs restlessly dangled around, only her toes touching the neatly shaved grassed, producing a gentle ticklish feel and she look upon the small pond in front of the wooden bench she was sitting on. In reality it wasn't small at all, but compared to the vast water surfaces she saw in Land of Water, this was a bathtub compared to ocean.

The wind carried everything, messing up her bangs, lifting leaves around her and creating ripples on the water surface, faster and faster until they turned into little waves. It was an enchanting silent scene, nothing less but majestic environment to relax and think actions through. Still just thinking wouldn't help her do anything. She laid down on the hard wooden bench, raising her feet from the ground and glaring upwards, her pale feet dangling over the edge like she was used to, her toes wiggling with every new thought she had. She felt her black one piece dress dance under the might of the wind, as if the wind itself was a pervert, trying to see what shouldn't be seen.

She fought against it, in agony of her thoughts interrupted, her ideas going away like the waves on the pond. Then it hit her. The pond. Her eye dashed to witness it and its movement. Waves still danced in rhythmical pattern, appearing and slowly dying out as they were. It was their nature. Maybe its a nature of this jutsu as well.

Almost hopping from the edge of the bench, Emi was prepared to try this jutsu right here, right now. She had to, otherwise she might lose her plan once again. Slowly her toes touched the colds slippery surface, her chakra released slowly as she manipulated herself to stay on top of it, like an elegant dancer stepping with each movement gracefully calculated.

As she got to the center of the pond she waited, more like she listened and felt. She listened to the rhythm of the wind beating into water surface, she felt her chakra moving through her body. This time she lead it toward her fingertips, storing the elemental nature into them in high concentration. Then she started dancing. On the ball of left foot she revolved as she made a small circle with the hell of right foot, slowly dropping her upper body into a bow, her hands gently swaying to the side, like a swan in ballet. She made another revolution, but this time her right side of the body dropped even lower, touching the water with her fingertips, felling the ripples she created, releasing the chakra into the water to create more powerful ripple, guided the current onward with her dance.

The results were... Great. Too great to say. A wave burst out, but what it had in power it didn't have in longevity. It didn't go the desired distance. Still this was far from defeat and Emi's wicked smile was proof of that. Her young mind bit the bait of power she noticed and went onward to improve it.

She danced again, this time using lower amount of chakra. Her toes grazed the water surface, her hand barely not touching it, her eye closed until the very second of this imaginative dance, then burst. Not like previous burst, a paper tiger to say, but a wave that went onward ready to clash with anything on its path. It clashed with the marble edge and water dispersed violently, raining down upon shivering Emi which held her numb fingers tightly. This was intense, this was great, this was just start of ninjutsu.

[Tieren]

I like the description in your post, but from just reading it, it's hard to tell exactly what you are training at first. Either way...

+10 learned.

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Stolen Sight
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: For the duration of this technique, the user is capable of seeing, and hearing what the target sees or hears.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: User must have their hand down along the ground.
Description: The user performs their handseals and places their hands along the ground transferring their chakra through the ground to the targets that may be around. One at a time, the user is capable of seeing certain targets. When the user performs this technique, they are capable of seeing and hearing by the person that is infected. Depending on the Class level of this technique depends on the user's capability in distance the user is capable of performing this technique. The user is capable of hiding while performing this technique. When the user is a "D" Class warrior, they are capable of performing this technique within a distance of thirty meters. For every class level the user is higher then that of "D" class the distance increases by fifteen meters.
Limit: Must know Phantasm Perception of GenJutsu

Once, long ago, Emi read a book in which author said "In the land of the blind, one eyed man is the ruler.". She couldn't agree less with that assumption as she knew that could be only written by a man who knew not the pain the blindness, even partial brings. She would always be trapped in dark world, unable to perceive trivial things, unable to resolve some problems on her own. She was neither here, nor there, Emi's condition didn't belong to neither of the world of blind nor the world of living.

Long time ago she accepted her scar as a mark of her hatred towards twisted society she was in, she was actually proud of it, but not proud of her disability. She wanted her eyesight back, she wanted to see the world through both mirrors of her soul, but for that to happen she had to do something unique. Steal the sight of others.

Although it sounded twisted and her parents even offered to buy her a new eye she could implant easily, she didn't want it. Even if it would be legendary Dojutsu, she didn't want to owe them anything anymore. They threw her out like a ragged doll, she will treat them as such as well.

Stealing the sight for her would be more like borrowing it, for she could actually use her ninja training for something good. She could use eyesight of others to perceive through them as well. This was temporary solution, but also not very advantageous, for she would lose remnant of her site and victim would lose its site as well while Emi perceives her vision. This could usually lead to panic, and less control over what is supposed to be seen, but with the right training Emi was sure she could adapt this technique into something more useful for her.

Still she was far from modifying known jutsu's, even if her imagination was at high level. For now she would have to satisfy herself with just stealing sight like a scavenger. And for that very reason there was a girl in front of her, one of her personal maids.

She was a young girl, barely in her twenties, plain, modest, boring. Emi could barely look at her with some interested as a guinea pig, but still she had to congratulate her courage in volunteering to participate in this experiment. The congratulation will come in form of money bonus she will probably use to feed her enormous family.

"Settou Shiryoku no Jutsu!" Ex heiress yelled as she finished doing her handseals and placed both of her hands on the ground, releasing the current of chakra that would in time bond with womans chakra lines and reach her brain, shutting her reception down and redirecting them to her. It would take only a moment more, only a moment, but Emi was excited. Soon she would see.

Then there was a mere part of the second that frightened her. She was totally blind. Her breathing completely stopped, like she was dead, but it started again as she saw the light again. She could see... herself. Although little fuzzy could see her visage, kneeling in front of the maid with her hands on the floor like she left them after the jutsu. Still she could see herself and that almost made her want to cry. She could see like a normal person.

On the other hand maid was panicking, she was blind and didn't know what to do so she looked around, much to annoyance of her mistress.

"Stop moving!" Emi yelled as she tried to navigate herself once again to be in front of her eyes. She wanted to see herself with BOTH eyes. Enjoyment she couldn't afford till now for a long time.

[ladymia]

+6

[bashiku]

She has to cancel the jutsu. Her feeling were so into her new sight that she forgot how far she was from her original purpose, becoming better ninja, not stealing mere sight from a simple maid. And yet, she somehow enjoyed it, the depth, the colors, the site of herself to the fullest, even the damned scar looked incredible.

"Kai." she said, as a mere sigh while canceling her technique. The two girls vision returned to their normal selves and while the maid had a pleased look on her face as she darted her eyes all around, Emi wasn't so pleased. Technique was far from perfect and now that she's done so much she didn't see much of a point in it.

"We will do this again, no questions asked." Emi said as she performed the handseals again, quickly thrusting her hands onto the floor and releasing the chakra into girls body. The stream traveled slowly, casually picking up on the previous trace, but this time lessening the waste amount of chakra, making it more powerful, build up.

The connection between the girls optical nerves and the back of her brain was severed at the cross section of the eyes nerves just near the frontal section of the brain, and all those impulses rushed toward Emi as a radio waves she had to catch up to.

She was again, clearer this time, but with less enjoyment. She still couldn't control what she wanted to see so the frustration of lesser value of this jutsu annoyed her. Still as an heiress she couldn't just give up and go away. Her pride wouldn't allow her that.

[GO AWAY]

[bashiku]

[11/20]

It was time to change the target. Jutsu's of such nature should be used on different subjects to provide different feel, the different structure. For that reason she had a back up for her plan. Swaying with her hand she told her maid to leave the scene. The poor girl couldn't have exited fast enough. Her feet intertwined as she never wanted to be blind again, and Emi knew the feeling. Well half of the sensation.

She sat at her comfortable chair and waited for a while to recollect her composure, her inner strength. Only then would her mouth open, throat vibrate with cute voice, but with dark intention that could cut down a monster.

"Next!" She yelled as her head butler came into her room. He was so stiff, so elegant, but with no visible emotions, ready to take any kind of beating for his mistress. Butler was of the older generation, where honor of serving was enough of an inspiration and he still clang to that code.

Doing the handseals without and pep talk for him, Emi expected to surprise him, to challenge his stature by taking his sight away. Her chakra traveled into him, rushing toward nervous system, pinpointing the desired point in cross clashing of optical nerves, then diverting them to her.

His sight was hers, but unlike the maid this sight was little blurry, naturally blurry. It seemed he was nearsighted. Still the natural and enhanced abilities of the eyes like Sharingan and Byakugan would be implemented by this technique, but the normal characteristic like sight damage were apparent. Such a strange technique. Emi had to wonder what the original creator had in mind.

[GO AWAY]

[bashiku]

[17/20]

Emi decided to finish up the training for now. Although she enjoyed taking other people's sight, there were more important trainings she should do, so she hasted to finish this one. Few verbal commands instructed the butler to look up, then down, then to the side, just in order to test how much of a difference was in the application of the jutsu.

Disregarding the change in quality of the vision, there wasn't any, and as such she concluded that man and woman are inflicted by this technique the same manner. Nothing sensational, but good to know as some genjutsu inflicted some targets differently. Now she just had to release the technique.

Tiger, Dog, Ox, she did the handseals in that sequence once before forming a Goat handseal and saying soft 'Release'. The chakra in man's body dispersed like a snowball on impact, shattering and and spraying the ground before melting. This of course wasn't see-able by anyone, but Emi tried to imagine it would seem something like that.

Another wave and she released her servant, free to think about this jutsu. Although anatomically complex, this jutsu didn't have any complexity behind itself, except the mystery of why would someone make such a jutsu. Even more Emi wondered how would she be able to fight in that situation, seeing herself. Psychologically it was confusing and like fighting with a mirror. It would be useless without support to implement this jutsu.

[Beltran]

+3

(C ranks are 30 TP to D class ninja)

[bashiku]

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Damn I forgot I need 10 more points! Damn Damn Damn!

Practical use was the best, but least ethical way to test the technique out. Changing her outfit for a more comfortable one, a fluffy white dress with flats and her faithful umbrella, Emi was ready to leave the household without any problems, just swaying goodbye's to her servants, dozen of them in transit just from the room to the exit. They were all like busy bee's in a hive, seeing where they go, but not what they see. Nobody knew the whole picture and as such they were enslaved. Enslaved by servitude which would in exchange give them minor amount of money.

Still unlike them, the honey dipped class that just had to serve her queen, outside world that bathed Emi with shimmering life was like an anthill. Everyone had to do best they could to survive, to add to the colony, or they are disposed off. It was these ants that would become her next guinea pigs, test subjects without count and without knowledge what would happen with them. Excellent field work test for this technique.

Strolling on the busy and lively streets of Takigakure like a small innocent angel, Emi could allow herself to do this technique in public and not be noticed. Who would exactly figure out that a little innocent looking girl is cause of temporary blindness? With that in mind it was easier to relax and just do what needed to be done. Practice.

Gracefully walking like a true little lady, Emi's eye darted to a man carrying bunch of crates with some sort of fruit in them. He wouldn't notice her right away, so he was a valid first target. Kneeling down, making it appear like she was readjusting her flats, but instead she was doing her handseals and placing her hands on the ground. Dust blew up a little bit, shaken by small but direct contact with chakra that bursted through Emi's body and rushed toward the man. She only hoped she hit the correct distance.

One meter, the stream was stable, three meters and stream was ready to jump like a snake on the upcoming target, seven meters, they were in range for final attack. She connected, she hit the nerves that sent optical information and redirected them back to her eye.

Again world flashed in front of her eyes, but what she saw and what she heard distorted her. The man was shocked by this event for sure, but as such he tripped and dropped his crates, screaming and gasping as he tried to orient in his black filled world. There was too much chaos, too much information she wanted to work around with, but couldn't grasp such a mess.

It was too messy this time, she needed a more stable point of view, someone she could relate to. Then it hit her. Target the gate keeper ninja's. They would probably even know how to counter it, so they could show her all the weaknesses in this technique. It was the same situation as before, walking in the distance to the guard, watching him scanning the area, but why would he suspect a girl like her. Most if not all inside ninja's were Takigakure's ninja's, so unless a traitor appears they just have to worry about outside threat.

Emi counted on that while she performed her technique and as she released chakra stream toward her target. Ten meters, everything went smoothly, twenty meters, she was growing restless, thirty meters came to be, only one meter left to the target as the technique stopped working. Dumbfounded by this new knowledge, Emi gasped as she understood that there were not just limitation in use, but in how far you could use this technique. This would probably imply she needed to know where the target was in order to target it. Technique seemed less and less useful, but only time with tell the difference.

[GO AWAY]

[bashiku]

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Shadow Perception
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: With this technique the user is capable of performing Jutsus that deals with the type of perception of Shadow kind.
Special: ---
Drawback: Without this the user is unable to perform Jutsus dealing with the Shadow Perception.
Description: Shadow Perception deals with the perception of void, what is not seen hidden within the shadows. The Mind sees through lights, and then through shadows. As some say, they say that the greatest fear, is the fear of the unknown. The Shadow Perception works differently then that of the Nara clan as the Nara Clan works and focuses on mainly their own shadow, as well as the shadows that their shadow touches. The Nara clan is Ninjutsu. The Shadow Perception is the fifth basic as it deals with the understanding of what the mind sees it sees and what the mind hears it hears. Shadows is an unknown force that has plagued the mind throughout existence in which one feels they have seen a figure that is not really there, a shape that is not truly its shape. The Shadow Perception brings these shapes alive in an illusionary form, making the mind feel, and believe it is real. This is why it is called the Shadow Perception.
Limit: No Limit

[0/30]

Learning more or dying soon, that was the rule of ninja's, training harder and better, learning new tricks old dogs don't know. This was the same situation as that for Emi, borrowing few scrolls from ninja library, their fabric yellow with age and dust drilling into its core. The smell of stale old paper, ancient smell that bothered her, filled the room as she just took the scrolls from their packages and placed them on the nightstand.

There were only three scrolls of instructions, each think as Emi's arm and as long as her torso. Carefully untying one of the from the silken bond, she peeked into the text on it. Little letters, lots of learning, oh how she detested that part. Grabbing the edge and stretching the scroll to the full width with a single whip like movement, Emi showed not only disregard for an ancient scroll this village kept, but also impatience to start with her training. It was harder to train something she never tried before, unlike jutsu's which had some basis. Perception in genjutsu art was something on totally different level.

Quickly following the beginning of the lesson with her fingertip, Emi cursed her luck as she figured out another trap in her studies. Ancient dialect, a kind of which was no longer used. She would have tough time reading it, like giving a little kid to read 'Hamlet' and understand it.

"Thy who wishth to learn the technique of the umbra and penumbra seek thy mind of fog and cloud it all in shadows. Read our story, our history as we remember the tail of the Shadow History." Emi read out loud as the history started to unfold in front of her through the old scroll. It wasn't very useful or specific about historic events that shrouded it in mystery, but the words enthralled her. It was like she was bound by countless tendrils of shadows, driving her more into this historical conflict between two brothers that in time made two different clans, each made to overshadow the other, fighting with all they had, but always ending in draw. Until all that was left were shadows that ate them in the night of forgetfulness. This story was written by traveling shinobi who collected various techniques in his old age, recording them and returning them to the shinobi world. This story was about Old Wanderer, a person from tales and one reason why jutsu's were generalized.

Still Emi was surprised that such an mythical figure would appear in historical document, a man which recorded over two hundred of techniques, man who survived almost everything, a man who was said to be a illusion himself. Words drew her closer to the paper, almost feeling artistic grip on her pale neck choking her in anticipation, eager to read what would happen next. In the end she was disappointed as the text about Old Wanderer appeared to be just another version of his legends, proving a point and warning anyone not to read this without clear and strong mind. Lips turned into raged expression as she growled at the wasted time. Almost an hour of a story and nothing useful except to be careful. Put simply the first scroll was all stories about shadows, how shadows ate mind of people, stories about creepy places, horrible events, a collection of mind shaping stories.

In Emi's eye the letters tied her down in hard imaginative bondage, not letting her leave until she accepted them into her mind, drilling into her subconsciousness and planting the idea about shadows. She felt how shadows around her, in her safe room, danced, vibrated, moved. Cold blood run through her veins as she was afraid a bit. This was power of shadow perception first scrool.

[Solus]

+10

[bashiku]

First scroll kept her busy for hours, filling her minds with idea's and outlook on the world she never had. Still this was just beginning and the second scroll would have to complement the knowledge in the first one. Rolling the first scroll up, Emi could fill the shiver going down her spine, her fair skin trembling at the collecting story knowledge of that scroll. Who knew what would next scroll provide her with.

Slowly she opened the second scroll, showing her more respect than first one as she now knew how powerful these scrolls were. Still as she expected another warning or dread to influence her she witnessed something quite new. Something she couldn't believe she was about to read.

"Science behind Shadows..." Emi read the title as she finally unraveled a good portion of the scroll. Unlike previous word filled scroll this one had many drawings, diagrams, even some showing bodily anatomy. There were diagrams how to calculate shadow length, concentration, definitions and hypothesis about them, rankings and conflicts. This was pure science, unlike the fiction from before.

In between all those factions of knowledge collected around the shadow theme, the most promising seemed the human psychology and its interpretation of shadows. According to one philosopher human persona even consists of a shadow that we all must accept to move onto next level of understanding. That was actually the last sentence of the scroll, making Emi wonder what would that mean in her case.

Accept something about herself that was hidden inside her heart, something she didn't accept yet. Much of things were in her mind trapped for good. Her anger about ninja's, the irony of her herself being a ninja now, the lack of parental love, but all those she knew about. Something she didn't know, something she didn't want to come to the light. Thinking for a while she slowly dozed off into dreamland, drifting on the sails of subconsciousness. The dreams wouldn't start yet, but the mind still raced like crazy with questions, on the border of time skip and blissful dream. A voice whispered, a creepy, yet familiar voice. It felt like he chaotically rushed around her, beyond her capabilities of following him as she was stuck without ability to move, but the shadowy being spoke, yelled, angered and then calmed down.

The words were beyond understanding, but as her head slowly drifted to the side her eye patch got released. Still in this state it didn't seem like she didn't have any vision, actually she saw shadow's true form because of it. The shadow were Hannah and Jules. Indeed it made sense, as Emi never had a desire to be accepted by others, to be someone's friend, till now. Now she wanted the twins to accept her as a part of family, she wanted to feel their love and to help them, as they would help her. Hannah was cruel and uncaring, but she was tough family figure, made to bring decisions and bear the burden of the world. Jules was gentle and caring, a motherly figure in the little family, helping with all her strength in the background. Emi wanted to be besides the two of them. That was what accepting the shadow meant.

She woke up slowly, barely asleep for fifteen minutes, but some things changed. As in her dream her eye patch was loose and fell on the floor, some objects in the room seemed seemingly misplaced, but there was also cold feeling on her cheek. Was this also power of shadow perception?

[Corvus]

+10

You know, when training a jutsu that takes more than 10TP, you can make multiple posts at once and get them all graded.