School is in! [P/T]
Oct 30, 2012 5:33:49 GMT -7
Post by dubcheck on Oct 30, 2012 5:33:49 GMT -7
Protegera Uyauyashii Stance
Rank: E
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: Allows the user to use Protegera unsheathed techniques.
Special: --
Drawback: --
Description: The user hold the unsheathed katana ready in their main hand, with the point facing forward. They grip the sheath at the base, holding it almost as though it were a sword, with the point facing sideways, across the chest.
Limit: Must learn from a Protegera Tatsujin or higher.
Rank: E
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: Allows the user to use Protegera unsheathed techniques.
Special: --
Drawback: --
Description: The user hold the unsheathed katana ready in their main hand, with the point facing forward. They grip the sheath at the base, holding it almost as though it were a sword, with the point facing sideways, across the chest.
Limit: Must learn from a Protegera Tatsujin or higher.
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In a home built within the village of stone was a household of some Kazeraikou. Daichi and his father, as well as younger sister where all living there, and each had daily duties in the village. Early in the morning Daichi's father would take his younger sister to the academy and Daichi usually had to go himself. But now that he was a genin his duties involved training certain Kazeraikou techs that the elders of the clan deemed him to learn, as well as develope any other shinobi skills. His father had high expectation's and so all free time needed to be invested in thriving as a ninja. Chuunins where in the distant future and he needed to be ready. Every morning Daichi would awaken home alone, and every morning he was late to get to old ma Ryuukaze's school of Protegra swordsman ship.
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"OH SHIT!" Would sound a teenager's voice as he sat straight up out of a dead sleep. Daichi rubbed his sleep from his eye's and looked over on the wall of his room to see a dragon themed clock pointing to the time. Daichi cursed again and hopped out of bed slipping on his blankets and face planting on the ground. "Come on man!" He said as he scrambled up and pulled on his clothes for the day, tugged his ninja boot's on, tied his sash belt on and slipped his sword right into the back of it, letting it hold horizontally in the sheath.
Then, he'd run into the bathroom, brush hiss teeth and smell his arm pit's and shrug, heading down stair's to the kitchen where he grabbed a apple, and a bag of sunflower seeds- of which he had a whole bucket full of about 60 bag's. He hate through these things like hotcakes, and they where only 1 ryo a piece. He ran out the door attaching his butt bag to his left butt cheek and began jogging his way to school. Upon getting there, he would stop before the big dojo building, hearing the sound's of student's training inside already. He would enter the facility, huffing and puffing, while heading through the swarm's of student's to his master. The big old man himself...Ryuukaze, with arm's folded, black robe over his massive frame, silvery hair, and stern deep eye's. "Your late boy..."
"Uh...duh dude, anyway what's the lesson for today?" The young smart ass said in a devilmaycare tone. The big master had a steele sheathed sword at his side, grabbing it quickly he would smack Daichi over the head pretty hard. "You are going to train with the beginner's over there...they are learning the proper Protegra method of holding a unsheathed sword...get out my face you lack-wit..." Daichi rubbed his head and and rolled his eyes as he walked over to the other kids. He would grab his sword in hand by the hilt at back. His right hand would pull a little difficultly and yank his sword form the sheathe. He hadn't the keen mastery of a blade yet, and it was why he sat with beginner's. He reached into his butt bag and grabbed a small handful of seeds, popping them into his mouth before he looked to the group of six other genin holding their swords in a proper form. He held the sheathe in another hand at it's base, while pointing the green destiny out in front of himself.He held the sheathe in his other hand holding it across the chest in a attempt to provide a proper guard for his body. The he would take his sword and the sheathe it again slowly ad carefully before putting the entire thing back in his sash belt at the back. He'd continue doing this a few more time's with the group, until they all seemed to have it down.