RinYukimori Genin l Kumogakure l Ice Queen l Chakra - 370/370 l Stamina - 165/165Ryo: 900 l AC 1100
His words cut deep, he was right in some ways, but in others he was not. That was enough to make the girl angry. 'How was I supposed to help without freezing to death myself? Heading outside would've meant certain death for me! What's done is done I cant do anything about the dead anymore except become a better shinobi, to avoid these horrors happening again' the snow haired girl had been caught up not only in the giant mans words but in her own insecurities. For a time, anger and guilt were a melting pot within her, even if it was a short time it was enough to leave its mark in her. She would learn from these mistakes. She was weak, powerless and needed to get stronger. She had been distracted in her own mind for a while until she noticed something was off with Hakanai, she lifted her head for a better view upon hearing the anbu speak for Hakanai. And then chaos ensued. Hakanai attacked Hatsu, something Rin wasn't exactly sure was within the confines of smart, or even worthy of loyalty to a village or others. But she stared in shock anyway while it all happened, unable to move for a moment before snapping out of her daze. Maybe the giant was right. Their behavior screamed disloyal and unorganized. For now the priorities were keeping the situation under control and helping those who needed it, seeing Hatsus clone pull the others out of the way she knew at least they were safe. Now she had to check up on Hatsu and keep her from being attacked again. Shed dash toward Hatsu, checking just how badly she was injured and bleeding, ripping some of her own shirt to help cover up some of the wounds and stop them from bleeding too badly before looking toward Hakanai accusingly. "This is how you plan on dealing with this? Attacking a fellow shinobi? Attacking an ally? We're already in enough trouble, the village is already in a lot of trouble and suffering enough! Making it worse by attacking an ally sure as hell isnt going to help make it better!" shed yell, forgetting for a moment that the girl was deaf. Her anger and guilt had blinded her for a moment before she'd calm down.and yet then the anger would build right back up. "If communication was the problem then here we all are everyone! Hakanai is deaf! SHE CANNOT HEAR A SINGLE WORD I AM SAYING! But that DOES NOT EXCUSE HER FROM ATTACKING AN ALLY!" Rin would say, the words pronounced clearly and loud so that Hakanai might be able to read her lips. She glared at the fellow snow haired for a moment before calming down once more. " This isn't the behavior we should be carrying out, especially someone like you. Someone who vowed to help and heal." Perhaps in attempting to calm the situation she had made it worse.
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She had to admit, The big guy had some points to his statements, but also some taken away. Yes they could have done more, yes they should have prevented it, yes orders should have been followed, all of which she agreed to. But what she did not agree to was that he had hoped untrained gennin would engage against an unknown enemy with nothing more than what they had on them. Such a order would have been suicide, nothing more and nothing less. If he was one of the, we go out and fight them and either they die or we die types, then this was going to be really really damn rough. She wasnt afraid to bleed a bit but she certainly wasnt going to throw her life away because a brute did not have a brain. She would follow orders, even into danger, but she would not give her life simply because she was asked too. Not for him, not for the boy, and not for people she did not care about. Personally she understood his anger, but she did not feel it, not in the slightest. People died, simple as that, was she supposed to break down and cry because a bunch of people she did not know, wasnt related to, and did not ever even meet died? All of the militaristic things he said were fine with her honestly, in fact she was expecting it when she joined the village in the first place. Though what she did not expect was the shinobi directly in front of her to out of nowhere attack the shinobi that was in before her. Though she certainly reacted fast enough. Flicking both her wrists forwards she caught both the kunai she had stuffed into her robes and quickly stepped up behind the aggressor without a word or sound and brought both blades up around her neck in a crisscross state. With her body right up against the aggressor she would easily feel any movement or twitch from her and if she continued her life would end. Both kunai rested against each side of her throat ready to do their grim deed at a moments notice. Turning her attention forwards she looked directly at the big guy awaiting orders to either back off and release her or to end her. Either way she would not get another chance to attack.
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༺ Honō Hokori༻ [ "A shinobi who succumbs to their nature is a shinobi lesser than I." ]
༇ So it was witnessed...
Honō frowned as the large number was first spoken, unknowing its meaning until very shortly after. By the ancestors above... So many? Honō's clan had been so self-serving, rebuilding their own homes and way of life, focusing solely on their own losses... Honō had such little idea of how many were lost. And himself? He flinched, as though a shallow stab occured in his chest as certain words in Wan's speech appeared directed at the Hari clan member. He was so wound up in self-deprecation, head bowed, a hand holding an arm to try and hide his shivering. And then another voice, muffled behind ceramic. Green eyes looked up, searching for the source. The Anbu? But what it was saying - Honō gasped as the person the Anbu was standing closest to began attacking another individual lined up before Wan. As the crowd billowed away from the conflict, so too did Honō step back, subconsciously nearing Honsho as though hoping for safety in her presence. Besides Wan, Honsho was the only one here he knew. He didn't dare utter a word, fearing as though that would be enough to also make him a target.
༔ A Natural's Touch ། Hari Clan ། Black Glass Mentality ༔
Chakra:190/190 Stamina:190/190
៚ Other n/a
༒ Aspects
Strengths: • Evironmental Lens: Ia able to accurately estimate the weaknesses and viable exploits in the surrounding environment. Be it the stabilising pebble at the base of the wall, or the angle needed to fell a tree where needed.
• Soldering Teammate: Honō will support his teammates by means of supplying weapons, tripping up the opponent, or manipulating the environment to his allies' advantage. Honō will watch his teammate(s) to get familiar with their tells, thus becoming more and more accurate in reading their intentions.
• Sleek Steps: Due to his training in the Hari clan, Honō has no difficulty traversing slippery surfaces, even over uneven terrain.
• Latticino Hands Honō's work has gained him steady hands and the ability to perform minute, detailed work. Finicky work, such as the setting up even the most intricate traps, holds less trouble for him.
Weaknesses: • Cracks: Honō was never trained for proper combat, and as such has a tendency to flee instead of fight, especially when out numbered. When hit with an attack, his urge to flee only increases.
• Jewelled: Honō's choice in clothing marks him out from other shinobi; restricting his movements slightly and hindering most chances at stealth.
• Fragility: Trained in his work instead of his responsibilities as a shinobi, Honō lacks the strength most individuals garner from their everyday training.
Fears: • Broken Shards: Knowing he isn't the most skilled shinobi in the village, Honō fears his teammates will leave him behind if he fails to meet their expectations.
• Shattered: Honō was never the strongest, or masculine, individual in Kumo. He fears this makes him a target of assault; verbal or physical. Whenever he leaves the workshop he is constantly anxious and alert of his surroundings, misreading the words and reactions of the people around him to negatively apply to him.
Class Disciplines : • Legendary Smith The user is able to gain a 5th title rank from every applicable smithing tree. 'Training' for Legendary takes 10 posts of crafting work, provides an additional 1 post off of crafting times, and gives a Grandmaster NPC (of the same area) for usage. In addition, any item solo crafted (without an npc helper) is non-reproducible by non-Legendary titled smiths.
• Balanced Master Any jutsu learned can be paid for with either chakra, stamina, or a mix of the two. Any further chakra types are also subject to this. Recovery amounts for chakra and stamina are doubled while working, and working counts as relaxing.
• Lifetime Disciple This discipline is for those wishing to gain from a lifetime master, never to be one themselves until their master is deceased. Gaining knowledge from over the course of their studies, the disciple will receive twice the benefits from each of their master's smithing trees (up to their completed titles), while in the living presence of them. After their master's death, they will successfully pass on a permanent, one-quarter of the benefit to their own Lifetime Disciple, if any. (round up to the nearest applicable number, as designated in the smithing thread)
Reductions: • N/A
Personal Attributes: • A Natural's Touch: After long study and a certain knack at birth, Honō has what many people call a "natural talent" for creation of glass objects. Because of this, every third creation is exceptionally superb, granting a 50% increase to profits made from that item.
• Black Glass Mentality: Honō's years of training with Katon [ Fire ] jutsu and glassmaking and mainpulation jutsu has helped him learn a deeper understanding of volcanic glass. As such, his experiments with enchanting any volcanic glass with Gellal has been cut by half.
Posted: Sat May 28, 2016 1:06 am
Miko Tengoku || Kumogakure | Genin [C-rank] || Class :: Puppeteer/ Sensor || Chakra :: 655/655 || Stamina :: 210/220
✰ As everyone filed in Wanryoku reared up and spoke in a clear and understandable accent. It was the first time Miko had ever heard the big guy speak so clearly, but despite what part of her was a bit shocked but positive about the shift in his ability to talk. It further became clear that this was all so that he could berate the shinobi on their behavior in a post assembly of their forces. It was a salt in a fresh wound for Miko who had been finding inadequacies in her ability for quite some time now. Trying to to develop herself into an evenly tempered and cunning shinobi. Yet with the death of her grandfather thoughts of, why...why am I even her in the first place, why did I choose to chase after someone else's dream. "Going legit, and making it big. Is what he'd say, but did I really want that for myself? there were a lot of mixed emotions in her, damaged pride, regret, fear, bereft, and anger. They weren't held inside her weighing only Miko down, but reflecting back at the accuser. Miko didn't need Wanryoku to tel her she was weak, she already knew that. She didn't need Wanryoku to tell her that this community needed to convert to one of a more materialistically uniform one. She'd felt the edge of ones insubordination back lashing onto them from her first mission. Miko didn't need any of this narrow minded bull-mess that seemed to only vilify the shinobi who remained standing after the events of the blizzard and attack from the "ice beasts".
Miko wasn't in at her est or in her most defiant mind right now, and a part of her took it, just took in what Wanryoku said as some part fact and something she needed to feel shame and pain over, but there wasn't a sense of humility in him. Just raw nerve and outrage at those who though left aimless a part of the way tried to drive towards an answer when they were left without a leader. An army is only as strong as it's general, and neither he nor the Raikage were of any help this time when it came to organizing the shinobi or the people towards the best outcome. Left as strangers to one another most of the people here Miko barely knew and the faces she did know seemed to fade away either into the snow and ice or tragedies that seemed to rain down on the village hidden in the clouds. Visibly baling her fist and furrowing her brow Miko's frustration and anger at the words and how they seemed to stab her int he back while she was face down and trying to crawl back into the skin of herself she knew. Trying to see her way forward when everything in her seemed to be pulling back from this life she had chosen, clearly naively in her youth to become something she'd been tasked with at an age before she full understood what it meant to be a shinobi. Which in spite of her sorrow over his death, Miko held some anger towards her grandfather over his dream having infected her so thoroughly. A speech, a history lesson, a hypocrites words filled her veins with venom and all she wanted to do was vomit to spew back the cursed words Wanryoku laid on the group.
As Wan was laying down the "Law" Miko's rebellion edged on her lips as she'd gain color in her cheeks once more but her eyes remained sullen by rings showing the tears she'd shed and the hours of sleep lost to her. Miko was going to step forward one had preparing to form hand signs to combat the Giant and scream and shout out her words of rebellion this half-hearted reform in her eyes this story half told. Yet in the next instant the fury in her eyes would be drawn away by a pull on her sleeve and shoulder, being thrown back by a familiar face. Hatsu! What are yaa..., Miko's eyes would grow wide at the sight of Hatsu suddenly being skewered by several pikes of ice larger than her arm shooting the slightly smaller 15 year old across the grounds leaving a a streak of crimson staining the are before it hit the ground. Miko for a moment thought she smelt pennies, their was the sense of blood filling her mouth and a churn in her stomach that seemed to tighten as she'd feel a sudden sense of rage and defensive instinct kick in. As good as her senses were it went nearly unnoticed and happened so quickly. Another shinobi of the village attached Hatsu, or where they an enemy in disguise?
As soon as Miko found her footing as she'd slid back from Hatsu's actions she'd move forward to stand just where Hatsu had been and draw her Kunai baring herself as a wall between Hakanai and Hatsu. With as many shinobi present Miko subconsciously figured to some degree that Hatsu could and would receive immediate medical attention, but the fear and anger of losing one of her few friends made her redirect her focus for the time on Hakani. "F%*K, What they hell is wrong with you b***h." charging at Hakanai Miko aimed to brace her self to tackle the other woman with her kunai in a reverse grip. At her neck. Yet she'd be forming hand-signs to use her Genjutsu to confuse her opponent so she could better disable her. As to how much harm she'd actually seek to place on this woman was dependent on how hurt Hatsu was or how well she took the hit. Despite seeing the blood Miko hadn't anytime to observe the full brunt of the damage Hatsu took clearly.
Passives/Attributes: • Bukijutsu ( Formless bow bonus -1 post) [-1 (E-D-rank), -2 (C-B rank) Dojo] • Learn Ninjutsu one [2] post faster. [-1 (E-D-rank), -2 (C-B rank) Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [1] post faster [-1 (E-D-rank), -2 (C-B rank) Academy] • Learns Kugutsu one [2] post faster. [-1 (E-D-rank), -2 (C-B rank) Academy] • Completes Smiting Jobs one [1] post faster. [- Academy] • 13 Potential Hazard Resistances
• Twin Signs: Can perform Hand-Signs with one hand even holding a weapon.
• Natural Puppeteer: When performing Kugutsu and activating her puppets Mechanisms Miko saves 10 chakra from the normal cost, at a minimum expense of 5 chakra points.Yet this proficiency in Kugutsu strains her ability with elemental ninjutsu having her techniques involving either of her elements cost +5 chakra points to their normal cost. [maruton not included]
Resolution: The user is more determined to get fine details from his sensory techniques, but in order to get this type of clarity the user's range of the technique is reduced by half. The user is able to discover type of technique that is about to be active (fuuin, genjutsu, ninjutsu, custom jutsu, complex tai and buki), even specifics such as Bloodline type and rank. Additionally, the user can gain similar information about any chakra source in their sensory technique's range, including what bloodline the person possesses, and how large their chakra pool is.
Technique Name: Buraindotacchi: Douteki Giketsu [Blind Touch: Kinetic Resolution] Rank: X-Rank (E-S) [Only E-rank right now] Type: Taijutsu_Training Element: Taijutsu Description: A trained physical sensory ability that is an extended and refined blend between ones muscle memory and a heightened sense of touch. Trough training one can “read” and remember kinetic motion of physical objects around themselves as long as some form of motion (vibration) is happening around them, and there after differentiates them specifically committing the sensation to memory. (New sensations are responded to vaguely if not committed to memory/identified already.) This ability has only a 6-yards [3-yards] cubic range, and works better on the ground/in water. Where vibrations are involved mid-air sensing isn’t exact. The practitioner retains a slight increase in reflexes over their current Rank standard from this ability, and when retrained this boost also increase from slightly, to mildly, to moderately and etc. Though passive this ability drains stamina when used to dodge equal to the rank of the technique being avoided with in the trained limit!
Soft Physical Style [- 10 D-rank Chakra ] Activation (1) [Miko's kunai'd tackle, which braces her forearm to make contact first and align her kunai to cut the with further force.
Kumo Bunshin no Jutsu [ Cloud Clone Technique ] _Sight_ (D-Rank) [prepping with free hand under sleeves]
Weapons/Puppets/ Inventory: {Inventory} [Held in baroque design bag on her lower back] • 4 Kunai • 9 Shuriken • 12 Senbon • Genin Scrolls [x1] • Genin Scrolls [holds °] °_ Wind Shuriken [x10] • Earthen (doton) Heavy crossbow bolts, with corkscrew drill tips. [x10] Effect: Wind-resistance causes arrow to spin and drill into Target, weight makes for a bigger impact and stopping power. • The Spiral Weave: x1 Uzumaki Clan mask; "Wormwood Mask", Holds: [Extatosoma Tiaratum ]
Honsho could barely comprehend that many people being alive, let alone dying. A single small hand went to her mouth, fingers digging into her cheeks as she fought to breath. She had seen the dead Anbu, the anbu-cicles as she'd seen them, but... she closed her eyes and breathed through her nose. And then the entire world exploded around her in shouting and screaming, blood and yelling. A girl attacked another girl, the Anbu who had been making strange signs and speaking shouting out whatever was the cause of this strife. Honsho's chest heaved as she swallowed a scream, clapping her other hand over her mouth as the entire gathering dissolved into violence. Her gaze darted to the people yelling, running around, avoiding fights and entering them. It was chaos. "What..." the words choked in her throat and Honsho turned away, sickened by what she was seeing. Honō stepped towards her and she instinctively reached for him and for her sister, taking Honō's hand and then Himi's. She trembled as everyone involved themselves in the fighting and the shedding of blood. After what the giant had said, after all the death and destruction and... "There are people dead...and this...this is what...." even as she spoke to herself, she knew that this was a reaction. All of it. A poorly executed attempt at rallying the troops or at getting...what? She looked up and her trembling intensified as she stared at the giant. What had he expected to happen? Tears bubbled out and she dropped her head, her grip on Himito and Honō tightening as she clung to them for a sane life line in this disaster. After loss came panic. After panic came anger. After anger came violence. After violence...disorder "Please, stop." she whispered to no one. It didn't seem to matter to any of them. They were all reacting with violence and words... words didn't mean a thing. Why? Because all of these people, every single one of them partaking the blaming and fighting, were selfish, arrogant, monstrous children. No wonder Himito and Honsho's parents had refused to reside in the village any longer. At least they wouldn't be in danger of sudden homicidal impulses. Lifting her chin higher, the tears drying now, Honsho whispered a poem to herself that accurately described what was happening now "Ashes, ashes, we all fall down. Hush, hush, we've all tumbled down." it was a disaster. Tugging on Honō and Himito, she pulled them both closer to her and stepped forward slightly, putting their shoulders behind her own as she held their hands beside her. She would not fall to this. Honsho was against violence in all its forms, despite the scars that marred her face, and this was not something she intended to allow anyone to take part in "Himito, don't advance." neither sister had any means of defending or attacking and she knew Honō was just as defenseless in the wake of this chaos. Again, Honsho turned her gaze on Wan and her lips, usually full and smiling, were tight and disappointed. She and her sister had no headband, were of no rank yet acknowledged, so she doubted he would care what she did or thought. But right now... I don't care what he thinks of us. she thought, a fierce protective fire rushing through her to burn her cheeks red "I'm not losing you two." her grip was iron now, not painful but unyielding.
xxxxx Nathaniel had been solemn during the speech, though he fought angry that it was undeservedly directed towards him, too. He hadn't even been in the damn village... Though he did get the answers he wanted in terms of what the hell had transpired while he was in Takumi. He swallowed hard after Wan's challenge, knowing he'd rather take a beating with the rest of his class than question the Adviser.
Then he heard screaming.
Then a clone pushed him out of the way.
"What the f---!" Nathaniel shouted in surprise as he was launched to the side by a clone. He would have landed flat on his back if he hadn't swung his arm out behind him, though the landing was rough and it jerked his shoulder inappropriately. He threw an exhale out before getting to his feet again, the ever-familiar feeling of adrenaline making his heart race. He looked around and saw that the attacker was A) a genin and B) one that had arrived in the dojo before him. He knew little about her, except that she must have been deaf because of the sign language translator by Wan.
It didn't matter now.
He ran over to the fallen genin, bleeding from five places due to ice projectiles. "You're going to be fine," he promised; his face was flush from the surprise and adrenaline but he hadn't forgotten his bedside manner. He quietly uttered a warning to her as he eased the two out of her stomach and formed the proper hand signs for healing hands. He put them over her bleeding belly and watched her eyes, carefully. He hadn't trained much in medical jutsu before his big mission in Takumi, and this was all he could offer. Still, it would have to be enough. He trusted the 13 other genin to stop the assailant from getting to either of them, and a part of him prayed for another medical student. "Why did you do that for us?" He spoke not for a need of conversation but to keep her mind off of what was happening. He'd never had a patient go into shock and, honestly, he wasn't quite sure how to handle it if it happened.
3125 Ryo 1325 AC
Chiyute no Jutsu [ Healing Hands Technique ] Rank: B Official Description: A Ninjutsu technique where the ninja focuses chakra into the palms of their hands, creating a small ball of healing chakra. This chakra, when concentrated, can repair physical damage to another person. This is the more advanced level of Chiyute no Jutsu, used by Chuunin and is required to advance. A Chuunin has learned to use Chiyute no Jutsu with greater control and efficiency and it is now possible to treat deep serious injuries that might otherwise result in death from bleeding. Guild Description: See the official description.
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Giant-sans axe only emphasized his seriousness but there was a deadness inside of Toso. Everything Wan said, everything he'd spout, those fluffed lips of his. It was all reminiscent of a father's scolding. Words that accentuated the ill inside of people. His hand was firm but there was no tender touch. Toso could not blame the man. He was saddled with the responsibilities of not just his own but each and every one of the people in the room. Morale. That was what was missing in his speech. There was a path of redemption but nothing that rank positive to take it. The thing he felt missing most from Giant-sans words...Faith. That was the most wounding part of his speech. Although Toso was scolded occasionally by his father, his father would always assure him that he believed in him. Right now, Giant-san, the innumerable deaths, they weighed heavy on him and not just him but apparently others as well.
A thud caused Toso to react appropriately, his posture jumped at the hearing of it it, then came the shearing of wind implying projectiles, the poof of a clone. Was this really the time? The scene only proved to blend together, the body that lay in the corner, bloodied, no doubt Giant-san himself would be either seething or surprised. Toso however, his belief in the neutral route, made him indifferent. He couldn't tend to the injured individuals wounds and he had nothing to say. What good would more scolding do? Everyone's nerves were no doubt on edge. Toso looked at the offender...was that Hakanai? Lilja was gone, in fact there was no furry companion at her side. Why had she done what she did? Toso came to a conclusion. She felt worthless. As did many others in this room with Wan's words. However, maybe it was more than that. Toso could only help but assume Wan's words probably did her no favors either. Everyone in this room knew they had failed. Rubbing salt in the wounds will only agitate the wound. Tough Love. Wan produced the Tough but there was no Love. For the most part it seemed Hatsu's condition was being handled by the boy he groped. However looking to Hakanai he could only sense an air of savagery. A tension that seemed to be plaguing each individual in the room. It had been bad enough that everyone was on edge from Wan's scolding but taking in the reality of situation his scolding probably did no favors. To think those who once considered one another ally would turn on one another so haphazardly. Were we not all comrades?
Toso would proceed to the podium of the academy using the current chaos to his advantage when all heads were turned away. He'd unzip his coat slowly before letting loose what would seem a howl. Toso would also provide Hakani an obvious tell by delivering a quick whip like poke to her detained side. "Blooooooooooooooooop" Like a siren the squid made a noise reminiscent of pa systems. To garner attention for the time being. Now Toso to say the least, was terrible at sign language. But after meeting Hakanai those many many weeks ago he decided to study it. However, he was far from perfect as anything he said would be translated into something like a beginners class still he hoped Hakanai would find the attempt sincere, assuming her captors would ease up on her a bit. "Quite the situation has unfurled hasn't it?! I hate to disagree Giant-san Bloop!" Toso would pause and look at Wan providing the large man a look to say he would explain himself. "Your death count is wrong. More than what you've stated have died." Toso would then look across the room as if he were making an address to everyone. It was at this point an Anbu would have acknowledged his shitty signing that was painful to watch and decided to sign correctly next to him. Although Toso was unaware of this.
"Bloop, A week ago today everyone in this room died. Their bodies still move but they are dead just the same. The warm smiling Giant-san I met on the mountain has died to become a strict domineering Giant-san not of his own volition but because of necessity. The kind-hearted Hakanai I met when I first arrived in Kumogakure has died being weighed down by the lives that have been lost as well it seems. The entire populace of Kumogakure has died from the memories of their lost family members. Everyone in this room who held innocent views of world, who had never been exposed to failure...Has DIED...BUT that is precisely the reason why we can grow and blossom into our new selves like the majestic immortal jellyfish. Whilst Toso spoke he kept close eye on the actions of the Inori and Hakanai and would intervene if need be.
"Giant-san?" He'd turn to face Wan away from the podium Toso's arms loose and raised with the base of the arm producing a drooping arc his face and demeanor calm attempting to produce and aura of calm to try and calm everyone else."Most everyone in this room. I don't think it needs to be re-iterated that we've failed. I believe all of us are all well aware of this already. All we can do is remedy what we've wrought. Look at their faces, some stained with tears from nights crying, bodies shaking in fear of losing any further life, and limbs restless to draw the blood of any form of aggressor. The Shinobi here, if they had no will to atone, why would they have shown up to begin with? Bloop? " Toso would then make sure to turn to Inori and Hakanai again the two of them never leaving his peripheral vision after his talk with Wan. "The girl with beautiful face who plays beautiful music. Don't you find such a lethal method on a fellow cloud nin a bit excessive bloop? The following would be done in sign and speech. "and Hakanai I'm sure you have an explanation?" of course it was done badly. ~see translation~ He'd then open his arms in a lax manner and address everyone."How about we all calm our tentacles and get a grip on the situation instead of spouting profanities yes? Bloop?
If Wan or anyone else disapproved of anything he said he'd accept his comeuppance as he began zipping up his coat to hide his face once more behind the collar. Toso was the rational type in critical situations. As shown by his run in with a mountain lion. However, in most every other situation he was certainly anything but. Still in truth Toso longed for peace among the party above all else. Even if at his own risk he'd hope his words had at least reach some individuals. He made his stand and...now...now it was no longer his problem. A slight tinge of fear, rested inside of him trying to contemplate Wan's next action...If it was to be the execution of Hakanai...well...he'd have no quarrels so long as he gave her the time to state her case first. Speaking of Hakanai she would have received the true translation from the anbu. However, if Hakanai was trying to understand Toso's signing it would have translated a little more like this.
"Crazy problem yes? Big man, sorry, you wrong. More die. Many day before, body dance still, but dead. The hot smile big man dead, now strong angry man. The nice heart Hakanai dead, I miss very much, now sad from many dead people. All in cloud dead because family dead. All in room who not know about losing is dead. We now can grow like flower or jellyfish that lives long."
"Hakanai Friend. You have a reason for strike on Hatsu yes?
❞ ·.¸¸.-;Buffs<-.¸¸.·´❞ ○ ○ ○ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +1 • Kanboku(Ink Based Chakra Cost) Reduced by ½ to a minimum of 5 • Santa's Knowledge 2: Ninjutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bloodline Post reduction +2 • Squid At Heart: Post Reduction +1 For Hojo Clan Inking Methods/Blends • Multi-Jointed: Can contort body seamlessly for disturbing outcomes increasing overall evasiveness slightly. • Endai Ika [ Far Reaching Squid ]: As if cracking a whip, the Hojo clan member is able to outstretch his arms up to 10 yards (30 Feet).
❞ ·.¸¸.->Disciplines<-.¸¸.·´❞ •Blood Bender: User receives and additional 3 custom bloodline techniques. To clarify, these are custom techniques that must involve and utilize the character's bloodline. +1 Locked Formless Slot
•Mystic Hero: The user is much like a hybrid warrior, focusing on mixing ninjutsu into their personal arsenal. Through their great devotion to this path the user can cast ninjutsu without hand seals while wielding a weapon, D at genin, C at chunnin, B at Jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin. These techniques maintain the same description and criteria to use, as well as require the same amount of time to mold the chakra through the weapon as would be needed to perform hand seals, meaning the techniques are not instantaneously cast. The user’s spirit is so strong, that they can utilize their physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques of the same rank or below.
❞ ·.¸¸.->Trivia<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Hojo Clan Ink can only be removed with hot water. Φ Locked Formless Style Brush: Rank B Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Mental: Rank B Φ 5' 9/175.3 cm : 172lbs/78 kg : A.k.A~Monochrome Squid
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2016 10:38 am
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Hanna flinched at Wan's booming voice and her eyes went wide at the death toll. That many? Had the ones that made it out of the tea shop lived or were they dead as well? She honestly didn't know if she wanted to hear the truth. But there was no time to even say anything in response as a shinobi that Hanna had yet to meet attacked Hatsu. Everyone moved; either away or toward the dueling crew. Hanna slammed her hands on the ground and crystal made its way to the crowd. She pushed chakra through and made it slam upward creating a barrier between Hatsu and the girl that had attacked her. She then pushed more chakra in to separate the girl and another who had placed kunai at her neck. The medics would be safe behind the crystal and everyone just needed to chill. So why not separate them behind a barrier that couldn't be broken easily instead of using bodies. Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! She all but screamed We've lost more than enough already!
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-----{ T } hat the ANBU Captain decided to translate what Hakanai said at all left Wanryoku in a peeved set of mind. That he suddenly found himself unable to determine the purpose of the outburst, let alone the consequences, showed that he would find his rank demoted immediately the instant this travesty was over. When the translations began Wanryoku simply crossed his arms, his expression a careful, cold neutrality that gave a sort of weight to his gaze where it moved. The expressions on the faces of the others, their body movements, their clear rigidity told the giant all he needed to know: they were angry, they refused to accept his words, and likely disagreed with his beliefs regarding shinobi. Such a stupidity had been clear from the beginning, given their actions and reaction to the frost-mountain monstrosities they had come in contact with during the blizzard. Their lack of action for fear of their own lives, their lack of ability to remain calm under pressure? These could be expected, had been taken into consideration. It was the complete lack of care regarding anyone but themselves, the feeding of their own ego and power, that brought this about. ----- So when Hakanai attacked, when Hatsu's blood spilled upon the earth, when Inori's blades raised in clear killing intent, when Miko sprung forward with intent to harm or hinder any retaliation on Hakanai's part, Wanryoku's stomach turned with bile. 'Enough,' he thought bitterly, the words echoing within his mind and activating his intent. That he had waited long enough for Toso to finish was only out of respect for the words that had been spoken. -----"All of you have failed," the Adviser's voice proclaimed an immediate instant before he moved. Despite their individual abilities, despite their strength, he doubted anyone at that moment had the capability to detect his movements. He doubted any had dealt with the kind of warrior Wanryoku was, with the capability and willingness to do whatever he intended without consideration and moved entirely on the basis of instinct. And so it was that his words had barely reached their zenith before his bulk flashed with the rapid speed of a Shunshin, though without the use of Chakra, and brought his fist down with all of his might. -----Their footing, the very earth beneath them all, vanished with a roar of force that could be likened to a point-blank bomb. -----The stone and earth simply splintered beneath Wanryoku's fists, sending out a concussive wave that would send everyone flying from the point of impact: at Hakanai's feet. Inori, Miko, and Hakanai were the likely first effected, though the actual, physical force of the attack would likely be muffled somewhat by the crystal walls that formed the same time his fist connected. Crystal, even those sourced from the strength of one's ancestry, would not survive the attack. With the speed of his movement still revving through his veins with wild abandon, Wanryoku lashed out two meaty fists to wrap around the throats of both *Hakanai and Inori, the hold he applied to their throats barely enough to truly hold then before that same, highspeed movement brought the two together face first, the intention to knock sense into both of them. -----The instant their faces would come together the giant would roar, his voice, hopefully, silencing all manner of descent in an instant of fury. That the giant was done was obvious, as was the truth in Toso's words. The friendly, calm giant had decided that enough was enough, and Wanryoku was going to show it. Only upon taking a deep, hulking breath with air heaving into his lungs did he finally speak. "Attack ally, or member of village?" he angrily queried. "Treason. Raise a hand with intent to kill fellow member? Treason. If problem have, subdue, but if village matters so little that you want kill them? You will find worse than this as payment." Turning to cast his storm grey eyes upon those gathered, noticing the fear in others as they cowered, a large part of the giant felt ill at ease and pained. 'They will hate me,'he mentally regretted, his heart in his throat. 'They will not trust me. They will not see me as a comrade. But if that is what be done, if that is the price for not another death...I will pay it gladly.' Raising his voice, turning eyes to the red masked former ANBU Captain, the Raikage's Adviser growled. "Take Hakanai to Hospital, and restrain. Inori take if she not stand up. Remove Hakanai's headband. Ten weeks without service. She is Shinobi no more until time has passed." -----Shaking his head, the giant looked down to Hatsu, whom had likely been blown a bit away, his expression hardened, but with a hint of concern. "Will you live?" It was not that Wanryoku did not care, for that was far from the truth. It was not that he had not heard the other words, it was not that the thoughts and feelings, the hopes and dreams of the others were of relative unimportance to the giant. It was simply a matter that at that moment his words would be nothing if not hypocritical were he not to have concern for them all. Despite his question being for Hatsu, his eyes moved to Miko, to the others who had likely been caught in the blast.
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*Attacks are not considered autohit. You may attempt to dodge, but given the situation you were in I do not know if there is a legitimate way to stop it. If the attack lands, Hakanai will be likely knocked out, and this will likely break both people's noses.
Wonder Quiver of Holding → 8.25 // 15 → 1 Greataxe, Earth Element ► Knockback upon strike [1] → 1 Guisarme, Lightning Elemental Damage ► Electrocutes when struck [1] → Chakra Steel Bladed Knuckle [.25] → 3 Chouve-Souris Spears [3] → 3 Guisarme Spears [3] → Sacred Treasure Pot → Isamu, his uncle
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It all happened so fast. Blood stained grass, kunai at my neck, a female coming to my side, and I was actually starting to lose count. Growled under my breath and before anything else can be done, a huge blast occurred and strong hands gripped around my neck and pain. Holy ********. Unable to hear it, I was able to feel the pain spread from my nose to my forehead as I groaned and was sent back from the blast. Panting, it was so fast. What happened.... For a moment, I remembered a memory. I ran home, excited to train with my mother and Lilja, only to find them not there. My father, he looked so stressed and almost as if he aged ten years. Concerned, I asked him what was wrong. He just smiled, it wasn't his normal happy one. It was sad. So sad. "Mom became mad, trouble. Home soon but not now." He signed towards me. I was confused. I knew momma had a nasty temper but what did she do that she cannot come home for? I was disappointed. I was really looking forward to train with her.
Gasping, I groaned softly as my hands rested on the ground. Pushed myself up, I saw the blood spots on the grass. Blood. Hatsu. She needed to be heal. Turned around, I saw right away, that was not an option. He looked furious. I couldn't bring myself to look in his eye or anyone's for that matter. What have I done? Guilt was riding me and I refused to cry in front of them. No. I bit down my gum so hard that I could taste the iron blood from within, I will not cry in front of them. Exhaled through my mouth, my hand went up to my broken nose as I put it back to place and winced. The ANBU started to sign. My eyes were so blurry from fighting back tears, it was hard to understand what he was saying. I wanted to look away when I started to understand. Treason. That's exactly what I did. With a deep sigh, I knew I have to take responsibility for it. Even if it meant death.
What have I done? I still had no idea what Toso said or anyone else for that matter to be honest, it was so fast and I was more focused on what was around me. "Bring Hakanai hospital, restrain."My heart stopped. I hated to be restrained or even being locked up but I can accept it... I did this. I have to accept the consequences and punishments."Headband, take. Shinobi, no more, ten weeks suspension." I closed my eyelids and few tears betrayed me. With a deep inhale through my mouth, I had to keep telling myself it's my fault. Accept it. Accept it. I did this. Accept the consequences. Still... not to be able to help people or heal them... to see them smile when they are okay.... what did I do? I didn't see if the shinobi was okay. Just the civilians. Due to that, I had no connection to any of them. Even though we were supposed to be teammates and all that, I didn't attempt. Wait. I did attempt but failed. I should've kept trying. Instead, I attacked an ally. Shaking, I stood up and untied my headband from my waist. I couldn't look at anyone in the eye, my eyes were straight down at my feet and I could feel the blood starting to become dry between the nose and my lips. The pain still throbbed in my nose but the pain I had inside, was nothing compared to the physical pain so it was almost nonexistence. Slowly, my hand stuck out as the steel plate rested against my palm as I waited for them to grab it and restrain me. I wanted to vomit. My heart was going so fast, it was even possible. Unknown to me, my pupils were dilated in fear, panic, and guilt.
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Current Attire: The one in picture Headband Location: Unavailable, given to the ANBU
Before she could get a response as to what to do, Inori was tackled to the ground by Miko causing both Miko and Hanaki to land full weight upon the frail girl. Almost instantly she felt a sickening pop within her chest, two of them in fact. For the next heartbeat everything was grey, the beat after that though, that one was hell. Inori was pampered growing up, never getting seriously hurt, never breaking any bones, never being cut aside from small scrapes. So when the full pain of two broken ribs hit her it hit her like a freight train. A small whimper, almost a scream spilled from her lips as her thoughts went blank. There was nothing, no breathing, no calming down, only literally mind numbing pain. That pain was further fueled when she looked down to see, crystals of all things, sprouting from the ground driving up from the sides to separate the two, like it needed to be done. Her arms had fallen to her sides once they made contact with the ground, tossing her kunai from her hands to the ground harmlessly. It was at this moment that something happened within her, a switch if you would, had been flipped. In that moment her body simply went limp as she passed out due to a combination of sensory overload, the intense pain, the panic of being entrapped, and the shock wave which sent her rag-dolling side over side. So unsurprisingly when Wan had picked her up by the throat and said his piece it went right in one ear and out of the other while she hung limp in his fist.
Coughing up a bit of blood before Nathaniel could heal her more serious wounds, a large shock-wave would knock her even farther away, causing the ice still in her arms and shoulder to shatter, cutting into her deeper. Hatsu's head would spin momentarily, partly from the wounds she had sustained, and partly from shell-shock. She would hear Nathaniels question, but everything had happened so fast that she did not have time to answer. Instead once she had recovered, she would hear a familiar name. Hakanai would have her headband revoked for some time, and put into confinement. This set something off in Hatsu, a spark that had not been there until just recently. As Wan would ask everyone if they would live, Hatsu struggled to her feet, blood dribbling down her arms. "It was not her fault. She's just been through the loss of a couple friends, and I was not there for her when she needed me then. However, now, you would have her remove her headband and be placed in a cell when it was not entirely her fault for her actions? I will not let you treat MY SQUAD this way." With the emphasis on her words, she would glare at Wanryoku, eyes blazing with anger. She knew she would not win a fight with him in her current state, maybe not even healthy, but perhaps she could talk him down. "Taking my squad away before I even get to introductions. If you take her away, you are essentially taking away my headband as well." Hatsu untied her headband and grasped it in her hand. "Place her under my supervision, if she acts up at all, I will take her headband and turn her in." Holding her headband up, she let the straps hang as she gave Wanryoku a decision. Take both headbands, or leave them alone. Hatsu's arm was shaking from how little strength she had, but would remain vigilant and not back down.
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Hatsu's belly wounds have been healed for the most part, but her arms and right shoulder have holes for the icicles, and now small cuts as well. Anybody who would touch her blood would find it cold to the touch, rather than warm.
>>>Passives<<<
Tsumetai [ Cold to the Touch ]: The skin of each Shinsetsu clan member is chilled; producing a refreshing, almost intoxicating aura. This aura does not stretch far from one's person, and only the Shinsetsu and those in direct contact with him/her can truly appreciate the feeling. Because of this attribute, humidity is a foreign concept to the Shinsetsu, and only the most extreme of heats will cause those within tsumetai's effect to break a sweat. Additionally, this consistent cold has weathered their skin and innards, providing an internal and external resistance to freezing temperatures. Although not exactly topical, it should be noted that thanks to their relaxing aura, the Shinsetsu are considered some of the most desirable lovers in the world. Basic Endurance Training :: The Stamina costs of X-Rank techniques in Pi Qua Quan are reduced by 5, down to a minimum cost of 5. Extreme Climate Resistance Training :: Hatsu does not suffer from adverse climate effects. Advanced Endurance Training :: The Stamina costs of techniques in Pi Qua Quan are reduced by half if Hatsu has used them in the last two posts.
xxxxx It was like tunnel vision, how focused he was on his patient. That's why the shockwave was... well, a shock. He was completely unprepared for the jolt and watched as the genin below him was thrown back. He captured his balance and crawled back to her side, eyes wide at the shattered ice. He kept his hands just inches above her as she rose to her feet. He didn't know how to force her back down without cutting her even further, and considering where she was hit, she could hit an artery easy. Only her stomach wounds were completely healed, but he had other wounds to attend to.
She challenged Wan with a fire in her eyes that he hadn't really seen before. He rose to his feet to match her, unsure of what to do at the moment. He was a medic, he should be in control, but his heart was pumping from the events and the blast and he had absolutely no control. He did, however, grab her hand when she offered up her headband, and he fought to lower it to her side, slowly, as her shoulder gash started bleeding harder. "Lay down or get taken down," he whispered hoarsely. "You could have died from her attack. With you standing up like this, I'm not even sure what your chances are without getting to a hospital, and even that could worsen your wounds before you get help."
His eyes fell on her shoulder again, the blood dripping off of her raised arm. "She has to face consequences for attacking a fellow shinobi." His voice was softer, but his eyes were hard. He formed the hand seals again and placed his palms against her shoulder, the medical chakra working quickly against the bleeding wound. If he didn't finish this up soon, she was going to bleed out. The ice crystals melted under his touch, and soon it was the only thing flowing out. He shot her a pointed glance and pleaded, "Please let me finish before you pick a fight." His eyes flickered to Wan for only a second before he went back to focusing on her closing shoulder gash.
3125 Ryo 1325 AC
Chiyute no Jutsu [ Healing Hands Technique ] Rank: B Official Description: A Ninjutsu technique where the ninja focuses chakra into the palms of their hands, creating a small ball of healing chakra. This chakra, when concentrated, can repair physical damage to another person. This is the more advanced level of Chiyute no Jutsu, used by Chuunin and is required to advance. A Chuunin has learned to use Chiyute no Jutsu with greater control and efficiency and it is now possible to treat deep serious injuries that might otherwise result in death from bleeding. Guild Description: See the official description.
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Toso frowned beneath his collar. What for? That would remain a secret. Wan's impact had caused quite the ruckus. Fearing repercussions Toso had created an ink puddle in the instance of the giant raising his fist and hid within it's confines. Arising from the puddle of ink Toso only shook his head at what had unraveled. Violence begets violence. Again it seemed Wan had no hesitation in flexing the firmness of his hand. No amount of tender touch Toso believed would compensate. He turned to face the group that were aiding the injured Hatsu. Rin, Axel's ex lover Toso still continued to believe. Her words earlier only seemed to be accentuated in the current scenario. Communication, words, this was the seniors attempt at doing so. Toso had neither positive or negative opinions with Wan's decisions. They were but one method to tame the madness and for the most part it would seem to have worked. Then Hatsu stood. She was on her feet once more.
Non. The words she spoke. They were not those that were applicable to this situation. The words that Toso found most impactful were her keen annunciation of MY SQUAD. Toso was not the type to show admiration towards those he knew little of, however, his father made it very clear, the importance of authority. All parties in this room were in the wrong in some way shape or form and Toso would play devil's advocate as the neutral individual. "That's not in your authority, bloop." He'd say to Hatsu, perhaps it came off as rude but it was not the squids intent. "Fault isn't the issue Bloop bloop. An attempt on a life in these already dire times is an offense and a liability. Your squad or not you need to recall who gave you said squad to begin with bloop and would you say the same if someone else was the victim of circumstance? If Hakanai is under duress don't you think the best thing for her is find some solace away from the stress inducing shinobi life? Bloop."
Toso would then grimace in Wan's direction having expressed his opinion on Hatsu's proposition. "I can't say I'm particularly in ideal favor of how you handled things Giant-san. Bloop. I can't see much difference between the sharp edge of a knife and the grip of one's fist. Bloop. However, as the current highest authority I won't question them, as they seem to have yielded your point." Passive, that was how he spoke. He was well aware of Wan's strength simply by looking at the surroundings. In an Inky haze of shunsin Toso would place himself again on one of the circles. He'd then call out to the Hatsu recovery squad of Rin, and Nathaniel. "Bloop Rin if I recall, my basis for detaining Hakanai was influenced by your words the most. I appreciate your decision not to remain silent Bloop. A shame Hakanai could not hear your words for her and the boy there. Bloop. He would point at Nathaniel hopefully instilling a little reaction from how the squid assailed him earlier. "Since Hatsu seems preoccupied with damage control I'll answer your question for you about why she did what she did. It is what Shinobi do from what I've been told. To endanger one's own life for the sake of others. Bloop. However, Bloop. Looking around this room currently, that may seem hard to believe. Bloop. Now how about we all return to the task at hand Bloop?"
From his position on the circle he'd look at the Giant-san once more. The reminiscent blank expression he carried in his eyes from when he first spoke to him. Of course now he was speaking to the Giant from afar with intents to maybe get his attention and for the group as a whole to progress. "I believe now would be a better time than ever to get these alleged squads and missions distributed don't you think Giant-san? Bloop. Before anymore damages to the building and allies occur." Toso was taking this whole situation incredibly calmly. In comparison it might have been akin to that one creepy camp counselor who keeps trying to reassure parents everything is fine despite a cabin being on fire. If the whole world were burning clearly Toso would be the one sitting in the center of the flames leisurely debating whether or not escape was even possible. Still his eyes seemed to constantly shift to Hatsu and back as if he was showing a level of concern. Especially if she reacted negatively to his words.
❞ ·.¸¸.-;Buffs<-.¸¸.·´❞ ○ ○ ○ ❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +1 • Kanboku(Ink Based Chakra Cost) Reduced by ½ to a minimum of 5 • Santa's Knowledge 2: Ninjutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bloodline Post reduction +2 • Squid At Heart: Post Reduction +1 For Hojo Clan Inking Methods/Blends • Multi-Jointed: Can contort body seamlessly for disturbing outcomes increasing overall evasiveness slightly. • Endai Ika [ Far Reaching Squid ]: As if cracking a whip, the Hojo clan member is able to outstretch his arms up to 10 yards (30 Feet).
❞ ·.¸¸.->Disciplines<-.¸¸.·´❞ •Blood Bender: User receives and additional 3 custom bloodline techniques. To clarify, these are custom techniques that must involve and utilize the character's bloodline. +1 Locked Formless Slot
•Mystic Hero: The user is much like a hybrid warrior, focusing on mixing ninjutsu into their personal arsenal. Through their great devotion to this path the user can cast ninjutsu without hand seals while wielding a weapon, D at genin, C at chunnin, B at Jounin, A at Konin, and S at Sannin. These techniques maintain the same description and criteria to use, as well as require the same amount of time to mold the chakra through the weapon as would be needed to perform hand seals, meaning the techniques are not instantaneously cast. The user’s spirit is so strong, that they can utilize their physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques of the same rank or below.
❞ ·.¸¸.->Trivia<-.¸¸.·´❞ Φ Hojo Clan Ink can only be removed with hot water. Φ Locked Formless Style Brush: Rank B Φ Locked Formless Style Soft Mental: Rank B Φ 5' 9/175.3 cm : 172lbs/78 kg : A.k.A~Monochrome Squid
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