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His time in the Plaza was short lived seeing as he headed for the training field once more. The holidays were at its end and as such it was only smart to get back to business. Upon initial entry again he'd see the familiar face of Miko and Liori..however...this time he felt perhaps it would be best that the two of them got to exchange pleasantries for once even if they weren't to speak with each other currently. Toso after all had hogged all the limelight last he was here. Grabbing some nearby pillars for a clandestine meeting the squid man would launch himself to one of the outer building and go inside. While he may have evaded Miko's sights her sensory abilities would detect his familiar signature yet again. It seemed this was starting to become an incredibly common occurrence for Miko. It seemed wherever she was he was.

Entering the third building and exiting to its back would reveal a small lake. Toso would nod pleased at this discovery. Scroll with descriptions of Suiton techniques were nearby, However, he knew what techniques he'd be shooting for. They were the staples of his clan! Toso would walk toward the edge of the lake and then perform a string of hand signs. The water began to twist and contort then begin to rise. What would be pillars of water would begin forming in the lake. The pillars would then take the form of eight aqueous tentacles. The tentacles would flail around wildly looking for something to strike. Toso would bend down and pick up a small rock tossing it within the bounds of the tentacles potential wrath. What followed suit were the tentacles decimating the rock as if they had minds of their own. He'd spend extra time honing their movements and independent reactions with more fodder. He'd even allow the tentacles to attack him to get a better feel for how they reacted to movement. He began to experiment with different level of Chakra to affect the density of the tentacles. Finally when he was satisfied he'd proceed. ((Shokushu Rendan Kyouran [ Tentacle Barrage Fury ] Rank: C : Trained As B : 3/3 ))

Smiling Toso would then raise his hand as if a form of release. The tentacles would then collapse but the water used bagan to snake across the surface and on to the ground. After which as if something from a show about robots began attaching themselves to Toso's back. "Hmmm.. Bloop. This gives me an idea." Toso thought with some fine tuning maybe he could create a jutsu much like this one but rather than water use his own ink. Maintaining the tentacles was indeed quite the task but Toso much like most of his clan had top of the line chakra control. He'd play with his new set of aqueous appendages using them to grab, crush, and slam the available targets. He discovered that he could only stretch the limbs up to six feet before they splashed collapsing. Strengthening this technique was on his to do list. Much like the prior he began to test different applications of Chakra to increase density. He'd then practice manipulating each one individually to get a feel for their angles. He then started using them in unconventional ways. He began wrapping them around trees and pulling himself. Planting them firmly in the ground and then using them as a form of locomotion. Bringing them together to form a barrier. After exhausting all his creative ideas with a satisfied look he'd dispatch the tentacles. ((Hachi Shokushu [ Eight Tentacles ]: Rank D : Trained As Rank B 3/3))

Satisfied Currently with what he had accomplished Toso figured it was time to go back to basics. The half man half squid would then take a running start and dive head first into the lake scattering the fish. The lake was a lot deeper than he had imagined. Toso would then raise his hands toward his chest and beat it briefly as if to say come on work. Suddenly he would float peacefully breathing normally under the water as if it were the air itself. ((Suimenka no Kisoku [ Breathing Underwater Technique ] : Rank D 1/1 ))

Toso would then burst from the water and back on land shaking off the excess water. He had only now realized the cold air was causing a thin mist to form. He was then reminded of his spar with Miko. How could he have forgotten! A jutsu utilized by the mist and Hojo when things started to get cold. Toso would clean his glasses and actually focus on his eyes for once. Something he was not akin to doing very much except for when he was drawing or writing. Suddenly the mist began to part as if it were natural or rather as if his vision was correcting itself to compensate for the mist in his surroundings. ((Kiri Shikaku no Jutsu [ Mist Vision Technique ]: Rank D: 1/1))

Suddenly a voice. "Uh hello is anyone there?" Shocked by the sudden male voice toso would reach for his brush as it glowed momentarily channeling his chakra for him. Right when the owner of the voice would peak there head over the corner of the building Toso would be gone. He would have disguised himself as a puddle in the ground. Seeing as the water from his earlier tentacle escapades were scattered everywhere it was the perfect disguise. "Odd I was told that Hojo clansman was here..." ((Mizutamari no Jutsu [ Water Puddle Technique ] : Rank D: 1/1))

At the sound of his clans name Toso emerged from his disguise. "Bloop. Ah. Yes. That would be me!" Sweating the young male nin approached Toso and handed him a letter. The letter was a notification stating his family had arrived within the village. Toso had mixed feelings although for the most part it seemed happy the Nin would then take of in a flash on Shunsin. Toso would sit on a nearby tree as he read the rest of the contents...A home?! This was troubling...Toso had been living solely on a nearby river bank. His family had believed he'd found a livable place to stay. Tucking the note away he'd aid what was troubling him by increasing his knowledge. ((+30 Chakra Recovery))

He'd start with utilizing his brush. He had used it as a weapon in his academy years and it was high time he honed it's use. He would first create a Bunshin using the necessary hand signs. He would then order it to attack him. His Bunshin while hollow was steal an ideal form of training partner. As is brought it's brush downward as if slashing with a sword Toso would use his brushes bristles mounting it on his bunshins handle. The bunshins brush would then slip from it's grasp. ((Oshinokeru [Brush Aside]: Rank D: 1/1))

With his Bunshin disarmed it was ripe for a blow but rather than charge in head first Toso began to pour chakra into his brush. It's bristles would grow stiffer and an aura would form across it. He gripped it firmly before heading toward the bunshin who in turn had thrown a rock at its summoner. Toso would then strike the rock and in doing so no harm came to his weapon as if the weapon were made of rock or something harder itself. He would then follow with a swift blow causing his bunshin to disperse into nothingness. ((Fude Kyouka [Brush Reinforcement] : Rank D: 1/1))

Toso would then follow up this maneuver by focusing his chakra inwards into the brush once more. By doing so ink began to form at the brushes tip. Normally he would likely use one of his own blends however, his rigorous training was taking it's toll. However, he knew his father wouldn't settle for anything less. The brush grew damp with ink. It was clear the brush could send perhaps three projectiles worth. ((Sumi ni Hitasu [ Dip in Ink ]: Rank C: 1/1))

Toso would use the initial ink on a nearby bush covering it's leaves in a stroke as if he were using it as a sword. Toso had begun panting now and was beginning to feel the burn of intensive training but he would not let up. The ink that rested on the leaves carried a weight behind it. The usually flowing foliage grew damp as if it were hampered. Toso thought if this technique were to be used on a weapon it's efficiency would drop significantly. ((Efude [Paint Brush] : Rank C: 1/1))

With said thought in place ink still remained on the brushes tip. This would allow for a successive follow up assault he thought. The bush having already been darkened would then find itself being assailed by tiny flecks of ink. This truthfully seemed more a method to clean ones brush. Practical and perhaps could produce a diversionary tactic. If enough chakra were applied it perhaps could even become potentially deadly. Toso saw no reason to stop now, his loss Miko empowering him to continue and the nearing chance of an encounter with his father. ((Fudearai [Brush Washing]: Rank C 1/1 ))

When all was said and done the squid man would collapse falling on his back mentally exhausted and physically beat. He could certainly move if he wanted but his brain was thoroughly near it's break point. His eyes began to close...yes perhaps he could get some rest. After all he was creating quite the ruckus behind the building.

Free Training Posts Used On the Following
Sumi Bunshin no Jutsu [ Ink Clone Technique ]: Rank C : 1/1
Sumi Gasumi no Jutsu [ Ink Haze Technique ] : Rank C: 1/1
Suihashu [ Water Wave Hand ] : Rank C: 1/1
Mizu no Tatsumaki [ Tornado of Water ] : Rank C: 1/1
Mizutamari Yusuo no Jutsu [ Water Puddle Transportation Technique ]: Rank C: 1/1
Baku Suishouha [ Bursting Water Collision Waves ]: Rank B: 3/3
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Bosabosa [Brush Bristles]: Rank B 3/3
Harainokeru [ Brush Away ] : Rank B 3/3

Total Free Training Posts Used 14/14

Toso would have a peaceful uninterrupted slumber. He began to dream of various things. He dreamed of being back in the village his father laughing heartily preparing the upcoming meal of hearty vegetables. His mother and sister skinning the tuna and yellowtail to filleted and some rolled into sushi. A ink bubble of snot blowing inward and outward whilst his peaceful rest continued he found this to be slightly too mundane. His mother and father would be replaced with images of what he believed to be sketches as the table and his surroundings became one painting. Then the ground would open up and Toso would find himself swimming in an ocean of ink with fish sketched like from a children's book. Then he himself would transform into a large kraken sized squid as he took towards the surface and began to soar through the skies. Like an airplane he looked down on the villages and villagers who had become so tiny. His dream was entirely in grey scale there were no colors but there were smells that tickled the nostrils. Suddenly he'd be struck mid flight by another Kraken like squid. Their giant eyes staring at one another as one glinted. The large squid bearing resemblances to his father. Then a tentacle lashed out at him which he dodged by flying upward then he came crashing down like a spear the opposing squid clasping his head between his tentacles. If a squid could give a cocky smile they would both exchange them. Then the Toso squid would begin to rotate as if a giant drill spinning and digging the rival father squid into the ground causing debris to fly everywhere. the father squid however, was on to his sons tricks and splurted a cloud of ink in his sons face. The two would then find themselves at the center of the earth. The toso squid would look to his left only to see the blazing core of the earth and then he would look at the father squid having become dried and fried. The dream Toso would look at his tentacles to see them drying up. In a panic the squid would immediately start ascending at a break neck pace getting crispier and crispier as he rose. Finally when he broke the surface he found himself landing in a hot spring filled with beautiful women. Then...well...lew things happened. Toso's face would turn into one of goofish enjoyment in the real world as three shadows towered over him. His leg would twitch every now and then as the shadowy figures spoke. "That him?" "Dear how could you forget our own sons face, shame on you." "Oniiiiiiiiiiisan!" Toso would then awaken from his slumber to find a little girl stretching his face and mouth. ((Sleeping Recovery 4/4))

"BloOOoOop...Ebibara stahb." The little girl would get off Toso as the squid man jiggled at his awakening. "BLoOp Ebihara nii what have I told bloop about interrupting your brothers sleep." "Sleep is for the dead boy! Bloop!" Suddenly Toso would feel a firm hand smack him behind his head forcing him to bow in a perfect 90* angle. When he straightened himself out he'd see his father shirtless and wearing only boxers arms crossed with his mother and sister. "I see you've become a ninja! BLOOP. Headband and everything. Ahhhhhhh BLOOP BLOOP BLOOP!" his father laughed clearly pleased with his sons progress. "An I assume this is your doing to BLOOP!" His father having taken note of all the damage he'd caused in the area. "Training hard I see BLOOP! Atta boy! Taking after your old man!" suddenly the taller woman would interject. "Ah dear he must be tired blup. Come now Toso we should get to your home post haste so that you can rest blup" It was then the little ones turn to speak. "Yaya! Blu! I wanna see big bros house blu! Then take a nap together blu!" Toso would chuckle this was his family alright...still he didn't have a...place to call home. With a little reluctance he spoke. "Mmmm Bloop. Of course! BlOop just bloop follow me!"

Toso would lead his family out from the third building with a sigh he was at a loss. "What's the hold up, squid got chur tongue Toso BLOOP BLOOP BLOOP!" his father would joke Toso would scratch his head...then he would notice a familiar face. Axel! He was with a girl...it was risky with his father around but perhaps he could detract his family from this whole house tour business! "Bloop ah look over there. It's one of my comrades Axel. Bloop hoo!" Toso would wave at Axel and Axel would notice the three individuals accompanying him. Toso would then approach Axel and Hatsu with his family in tow.

"Ah Axel fancy meeting you here Bloop. I'd like to introduce you to my family Bloop! This is my twelve year old sister Ebihara and my mother Iwahime." most likely the first thing Axel would notice is 1. Toso's sister's rack was huge for her age and 2. Toso's mothers rack was just as big and finally 3. They were practically wearing Bikini's in this cold weather. "Ah so this is your friend? Hm he seems strong blup." "Yaya real strong blu! But I still think you're stronger bro blu!" The two women as if covered in naivety and lack of personal space would begin closing in on Axel's person their breasts rubbing against him as Ebihara was squeezing his thigh muscles while toso's mother Iwahime began stroking his arm muscles. It seemed personal space invasion was in the family.

"Ah and this is my father Shokushu. Eh bloop?" Hatsu would be dealing with the same problem. As Toso turned to introduce his father he would have already grabbed Hatsu's breast with one hand and was scratching the scruff of his chin with the other. He would then begin to speak analytically as if nothing was wrong. "Far too small. You've gotta drink more milk girl if you want to get them bigger girl. My advice, a glass each day and a high calcium diet oughta do it mhm. BLOOP" How Hatsu would react to this man only sporting boxers would be anyone's guess but it seemed apparent that from Toso's families curious behaviour that none of them knew any better. This family was definitely in their own worlds when it came to the term different cultures.