Rippa quietly prepared for his day. It was a memorial day for his clan. After all they all remembered how the inner clan war had torn apart their clan. It was what had built the structure of the clan today. He knew his life was fairly comfortable and easy because of the branch he was from. It came with certain perks. But that had not stopped him from learning what he could from the histories. Nor had his father attempted to hide it from him. To the Chi it was important to reflect on past mistakes as a learning experience. So as to prevent another series of bloody deaths from happening again. But today marked the day the third branch began to enforce the peace. He wondered why they called themselves the Abomination path. Still they were effective. No one wanted a visit from the enforcer unit of the abomination branch. That usually meant some one had been murdered and the opposing branch was being suspected. Still much to Rippa and his fathers regret, The Demon branch wanted little to do with them still. But today was something else. Today was a day to remember the fallen. To remember how prejudice and hate had killed so many. So he was going to visit the Monument erected for the Chi amongst the Monuments. And pay his respects.

Quietly he got dressed. Putting on a button up black shirt and some black slacks. Though he left the top button open and left the tie where it was. His father was too ill to accompany him this time so he would be going alone. He could be comfortable and respectful. Still he slipped into his boots and then finally his red coat. The Konoha head band stitched into the shoulder. He could only hope his ancestors were proud of his accomplishments. However few. Still it was a mournful day. With grey clouds in the sky. It whispered of rain but still the air, as cold as it was, Remained dry. He remembered crying as a child. Though he didn't recall why. Still he knew it to be a sad thing he went to remember. Finally he checked his pockets for the candles and the lighter. Before nodding in confirmation that they were there and heading out the door of the guest house. He lived there so as to not be too near his sick father. Perhaps it was to avoid reality. Or perhaps it was because he was angry that all his medical knowledge could not cure his father of his families ancient illness. None of them lived a long and healthy life. Barely even long enough to raise a child into adulthood. God he wished it would rain. Just something to give him a reason to let out some tears.

Still he pressed on through the gate and walked alone down the street. A wet lump in his throat as if he was choking back the tears that so desperately wanted to come out. A scream of emotional agony. How he wished he had just one friend to turn to. How he wished he had some one who could listen. But he didn't. His blue eyes felt watery as he ran his hand across them to dry them. Taking in a deep breath. No one deserved to face this alone. But all he could do is bear with it. Quietly he made his way across the village and into the well kept memorials. A cold breeze whipped at his coat as he entered the memorial site alone. His eyes down cast. So much pain was held in his chest. So much anger at his own weakness. He was some what happy he didn't need to fake a smile for anyone. Still he made his way through the rows of stones with names engraved on them. Death. It had claimed so many that the area was a field of monuments. Each clan had lost so much that they now had their own stone. Some had multiples.

Still he gathered himself and went to the left and in the back. The Chi had never been a prominent clan in Konoha. Just a clan off to the side that easily sustained itself. It lacked the history of some of the other clans and had never accomplished anything great. Still a great many of his ancestors had fallen in service to Konoha. Oh how his heart ached as he gazed at the monument he approached. So many names engraved there. Some so fresh and some old and almost faded. He approached it and traced his fingers along until he found his grandfathers name. A man he never knew because of the disease. Still even with the illness taking the man apparently his grandfather had died charging into combat to save some of the Shinobi he was with. Using his Kenkai Genkai to hold off the enemy while they escaped. It had proven effective but fatal. Once more he grit his teeth and sucked air through clenched jaws to hold the tears back. His father was about to die without ever having a chance to have a grandchild. And Rippa was going to be left...Alone.

Quietly he kneeled Down in front of the monument and pulled the candles out of his pockets. Setting them in a ritualistic way and then using the lighter to light them. The small flames did little to warm him. And provided little light on the grey day. His blue eyes stared at the flames for a moment. Comparing it to his emotions. How it flickered wildly and how little hope it had to be sustained. He then swallowed and took a deep breath. He had other reasons for coming. He was a Shinobi now. He was here to meditate in front of the monument. To seek his ancestors will for him to better understand his power over Ninjutsu. Closing his eyes he let himself drift. Feeling the chakra in himself. Feeling how it effected his life force. His very blood. It was strange to know you could feel your own blood. But with the chakra infusion into it the Chi had that ability.

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"Congratulations," a smiling woman's voice spoke as a group of people stared at her, "You are all nin-" Before she could finish her sentence, a loud cry of joy came from the crowd, among them being a silent excited whimper of joy. "Yes...!!" a brown haired boy nodded, clenching his fists as hard as he could. He trembled in place, obviously excited by the news. "-Jas..." the woman sighed as the crowd ran in, took their village headbands, and ran off screaming. The brown haired boy was practically trampled over as the others passed him by.

  "Aethir," the boy checked around himself, eventually looking up at the woman, "I wish you the best." She didn't particularly have a happy look on her face as she handed him his headband. "Are you-"  "Take it." Aethir stared for a moment, unable to understand why she had that look on her face. That look that appeared to be that of sorrow. "You know what...?" Eventually, the annoyed sounding woman tossed the headband down to the boy, Aethir barely able to catch it.

As he took hold of the headband, he looked back up to the woman who had her back to him. "You have Kirigakure's headband. You're not from here... and hell, you'll be an outsider wherever you go," she said before walking off, Aethir gulping and looking down at his Kiri headband with a look of sadness, "But you represent Kirigakure with that headband. We expect you to at least be a formidable ninja. Don't embarrass us."

As Aethir heard this, he looked back up and was greeted with...nothing. The woman had quickly left him where he was, leaving him alone with her final words to him as he began to leave the area. He tied his headband onto his arm, turned to give a single bow, and turned back as he began to leave the ninja academy of Kirigakure. He may not be from Kirigakure, but it was like his second home to him... He'll do his best to represent it.
Whistling to himself as he was wandering around Konoha, Aethir would occasionally here whispers, accompanied with harsh stares. "Isn't that a-"  "Yes... A mist ninja..."  "But what's one doing in Konoha?"  "Beats the hell out of me..." Aethir would stop, turn to them, and bow while wishing them a pleasant day. Normally, they'd stumble on their words while waving to him. "Y-Yeah...! You too kid...!" As Aethir turned to walk away, the two went back to whispering to each other. "I didn't imagine one would be so polite..."   "Bah, he probably just heard us. You whisper way too loud."  "E-Excuse me?!"

The whispers and dirty looks... It hadn't bothered Aethir as much as it used to back when he first arrived into Kirigakure. As Aethir continued to wander around Konoha, he eventually came to some memorial area. He froze, looking to his left and then to his right, taking in his surroundings. Before taking a single step further however, he silently bowed, as if to show respect to the fallen. He maintained this gesture for a few seconds, nearly a minute, before continuing further into the memorial site.

As he progressed, trying to maintain a respectable air about him, he took note of someone further back. He thought it'd be rude to just wander over and see what they're doing, so he decided to just stay where he was and think of what to do next... Frankly, he didn't know what he was doing in the middle of a memorial site... He was just wandering about in Konoha, eventually ending up here.

"Strange..." he whispered to himself, then gasped lightly, "N-Not the memorial! That's the strange! I'm just saying it's strange how I- ...Wait...Can anyone even hear me...?" Aethir crossed his arms, feeling the wind gently breeze past him. He wanted to believe that the dead could hear all (and maybe see all), but he had always been the type of person who needed to see it to believe it, rather than being told. When this awkward moment passed, he eventually came back to the question that now might plague him for the rest of his life. What is he doing here...? He turned back to the person he spotted in the back, staring at them for a moment, thinking if he should bother them. "I-I mean I could probably figure out most of Konoha if I stay at it..." he told himself, rubbing his chin. He tossed the decision to pester or not to pester in his head as he absentmindedly stared at the character present.

Rippa felt his chakra rush through him. He let his head fall back and turned his palms up. His white hair fell from his face. He looked healthy enough. If a bit skinny. Still it was his mind that was his strongest point. He Focused his chakra slowly into the center of his palms. Focusing it into an element. Of course this was not the simplest of things to do for a Chi. For Chi had retreated into the physical body more then becoming in tune with elements. However Rippa know this so he did not fight what type of chakra came. He pushed it from his center down his arms. Letting it travel as if traveling through his veins. Truth be told there was plenty of chakra in his blood. But he did not pull the blood from his veins. Instead he focused the chakra to create blood from chakra. Much like how the Suiton element does. Much like any element did. At first it looked like he was just meditating but slowly a tiny spec of red appeared over each palm. His tribute was almost prepared. His heart would never be frozen and his soul would never burn. that simple prayer ran through his mind randomly. Perhaps it was because he was respecting the dead that such thoughts came up. Perhaps it was because he feared death. All he knew is that as he prayed silently he was sincere.

The tiny spec became a small ball of red swirling liquid. It grew even then to the size of a basket ball in each hand before he raised his hands up high. To slightly over his head. The blood balls began to spin faster and then it appeared to peel apart and move over the Memorial. Thin streams of blood forming a slow form as a bead of sweat slowly made its way down his forehead on it's way to his jaw. Still he held his hands up and opened his bright blue eyes. Willing himself to surge the chakra into a form. At first it seemed to flow into a mass of simplicity. Before finally it took shape. At first a Halo formed consisting of blood flowing in a perfect circle above a mass and then the Mass appeared to be as Angel wings. At no point was it more then the two basket balls worth of blood into the design. The Wings and halo hovered above the memorial of his family before slowly small streams came from it. Finding their way to the surrounding flowers and soaking into the soil.

Once it was all in the soil and the image was gone he let out a breath and leaned forward to put out the candles. Before rethinking it and deciding to let them burn for a while. Instead he stood and faced the Memorial of his ancestors. And formally bowed to them. He had done his tribute to them and had not yet given up on making them proud. However as he turned he noticed some one watching him. His blue eyes filled with surprise before a warm smile spilled across his face. He felt so sad in his heart but determined not to let that bring others down. His smile was forced but so incredibly warm and kind. He even bowed with a smile before approaching. The Konoha head band stitched into his coat marked him as a shinobi of the village. Still he noted the mist head band on the other ninja and a quizzical look appeared in those blue eyes as he wondered what a mist nin was doing in Konoha. Especially with all of Konoha's top ninja in Kiri. One he was within comfortable distance he felt a need to explain himself. After all he had just formed blood over a memorial site. Out of nothing. Still his voice was warm and welcoming. As if he was happy the other person was here. As if he saw the good in everything. A practiced doctors tone.

"Hello young sir. Welcome to Konoha's memorial site. I was just finishing giving life to the flowers around my families memorial. As blood is our life force it also feeds the soil when it returns to it. Oh forgive me! I am Chi Rippa."

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"But if I do pester him, I'm sure he'll be quite the upset puppy..." Aethir had finally sighed to himself as he scratched the back of his head. He breathed deeply as he leaned backwards to stretch. Then, a sudden exhale came from the boy as he saw something rise from the person. He stared as he had a shocked look on his face, watching as this...thing...was simply hovering near him. "Is that a...jutsu?" Aethir eyed the mass suspiciously, but the look of suspicion soon left as he saw streams descend down near the being. "What's going on over there...? What are they doing?" he said, rising slightly on his tip-toes, trying to see what the character was doing.

As Aethir's blue eyes spotted his, he froze. "U-Um...!" He quickly turned around, about to walk off quickly, but stopped. 'N-No...I can't run now. It'll look suspicious...!' he scolded to himself mentally as he turned back to the now standing man. The boy took a deep breath, then nodded as he was walking over, a warm smile present on his face. 'W-Well, he doesn't look like he's angry...Maybe this isn't so bad.' Aethir reassured himself mentally as he smiled happily to the oncoming man. 'W-wait, is this too happy...? I mean I am standing in the middle of a memorial area... But he looks happy too, so I think it's okay! ...I think. Oh boy...' Another deep breath came and went as Aethir maintained his smile.

Then a thought hit him as he saw the leaf symbol on his stitched headband. 'Ah! Th-That's right! I'm not back home...!' Aethir told himself, while looking back at the man's smile. 'W-What if that's a smile of ass-kickery...? W-What if he's just happy he can beat up a mist nin-' As the man spoke calmly, Aethir stared blankly, his fears being thrown out the window. As he explained the floating mass from earlier, it...didn't quite register for Aethir, the blank stare still present on his face. He then gasped... 'The smile...! Got to keep the smile up...!'. "Oh!" he spoke...but then paused. He didn't really plan to have anything to say, but once the man, Chi Rippa, introduced himself, Aethir thought it was best to just play a good 'ol fashioned of mirror image. As in, just copy whatever the other guy said, but reword it to describe yourself.

"I-I'm...Uh...Aethir! Aethir Lamdem! Yes! And- ..." At this point, Aethir didn't really know how to approach the family memorial topic... So he simply said, "W-What blood~?" Aethir smiled, looking off to the side as he scratched the side of his head. His eyes soon crept back over to the man, the boy taking note of his rather ...frail body. Aethir took a moment to picture this man in a fist fight and failed to imagine him taking a hit... "Can he even-" Aethir caught himself speaking aloud, then smiled to the man. "G-Giving life to the flowers you say? Your blood does that?! Whoa~! That's- ......That's- .....That's good!"

Smiling awkwardly, Aethir looked to the side, staring at a random memorial. He...was definitely unprepared to speak to anyone, especially in Konoha's memorial. It even added to the awkwardness that he wasn't even from this village...!

Rippa paused as the boy before him seemed rather figity. Like he was afraid of something or just completely out of place with his surroundings. Rippa couldn't help but to analyze the boy as a medical professional in his mind. For one the boy seemed a little Naive to be a ninja and yet here he was in konoha with a mist head band. That in itself was curious as to the fact that a mist nin would be in konoha during a war. Then again he doubted the young man was prepared for actual combat. Lord help him he doubted anyone was prepared for a fight to the death with out having been emotionally broken at some point. Still the way the boy spoke hinted at some sort of social anxiety. Either it was just from being new to his surroundings or he just wasn't a very confident individual. Also the occurrences in Kiri, Had he witnessed them may have led to a small mental break. It was a common thing amongst youth in war time. Still he was trying to be polite which is more then he could say for some people. Intense blue eyes observed the physical form of the boy. For some one who was mentally damaged he certainly was physically healthy. His body had the signs of physical endurance While his stance was one he had seen before. One that was both casual and yet prepared to move. Like a wolf standing there. You knew it was ready to spring in a split seconds time yet it seemed so relaxed. Which was something considering the boys apparent state of mind. Still his eyes seemed wild. Unsure perhaps? Afraid maybe? he supposed he would be too having just arrived in a new land. He would try and distract him. Perhaps test his reflexes? See what kind of people The mist produced these days. He nodded and moved away while he spoke calmly.

"Not just my blood. Everything has life and provides life. The grass dies to give way to new grass in the soil. The old tree dies and gives life to the bugs which in turn feeds the animals which in turn feeds the larger animals. A circle. Each of us are filled with life. Breathing creatures have an abundance of it and things with chakra have even more. As chakra is in it's most basic aspect life force. We just learned to harness it without harming our selves. At least in most cases."

Quietly he bent down and blew out the candles around the memorial. Thins wisps of smoke rising from it. He quietly set them aside to cool the wax and picked the one with the most wax on it before continuing to speak."For instance This candle can be used to light the way or improve the scent in a room. Much like chakra it has it's uses. however..." He then snapped his hand sideways. The hot candle flying at the mist nins right side. Obviously not intended to hit him but within easy catching distance and slow enough that a taijutsu specialist could catch it."It has the dangers of burning the user. But do we fear it for its burn or do we respect it and learn how to use it safely? A thought to dwell on. So back on subject. My blood. Your blood is like chakra. A form of life force. And when provided correctly can grow more life. Do you understand? I watered the flowers around the memorial with my life force. More potent then water and in return they grow more vibrant then the surrounding plant life."

And so the flowers had. The flowers around the Memorial bloomed in a strange dark red color. Perhaps the color of blood?

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As the awkward silence fell, Aethir looked back at the man, suddenly gulping as he stared at him. 'Way to be calm, Aethir...No! No! Really! That was smooth! Just...Really!' he told himself mentally. He gulped, then looked around the memorial site while clearing his throat and rubbing the side of his arm nervously. 'Should I...say something...? Bah, of course I should! We're just going to be gawking at each other awkwardly if I don't...!' Aethir nodded to his mental voice, opening his mouth to speak.

"Ah-"  "Not just my blood." Aethir quickly shut his mouth while staring at the man. 'Phew...He's talking...' he sighed with relief as he listened to what he had to say. He spoke of how life was all connected... Plants providing for insects. Insects providing for smaller animals. Smaller animals providing for larger animals. But Aethir couldn't help but wonder...What does the biggest animal provide...? What does the top of the food chain provide...? If he were to put logic this into the ninja world, then the question is... What does the Kage provide...? The top of the food chain animal can't provide for lesser beings, can they...?

As Aethir finally noticed the man had moved away a bit, he cautiously followed him, not wanting to invade on his privacy. But this question... It was not plaguing him. 'A Kage provides...A Kage provides...' He couldn't believe that he never really questioned what a Kage does besides make rules and keep order...and safety. Other than that, what DOES a Kage do...? He was lost in thought until the man spoke again.

Rippa spoke of the candle near a memorial, Aethir unable to keep his eyes from noticing the setup he had going. However, all curiosity went out the window when Aethir saw the man's hand move, a hot candle spinning towards his right side.

"H-Huh?!" he gasped in surprise, eyeing it with wide eyes. As he continued to stare at it, the spinning began to slow down, soon appearing to nearly move at the speed of a snail. 'I can get it...' Aethir's eyes narrowed, his right hand getting read to act like a viper and snatch the target out the air. But then he wondered... Why did the man suddenly- ...Was he trying to see something? If it was Aethir, he certainly wouldn't send a candle flying away so suddenly. His eyes quickly shot over to the man's hand. 'Maybe...I should just let it fall...? Maybe he's trying to...' Aethir mentally trailed off as his stare quickly came back to the candle. 'No...I'll get it.'

And with that, Aethir waited for the candle's lit wick to be on the bottom as it spun, Aethir's arm shooting upwards to grip the candle. As he gripped it, the boy lowered his arm to stare at the burned wick in the center of the candle, smiling back to Rippa. The man soon continued speaking of the candle and soon spoke of blood... His blood.

"Watered...the flowers?" Aethir repeated, finally noticing some lively flowers below him. "I...I see!" Aethir smiled to the flowers. He took in the whole setting then began to relax. 'Well at least he isn't going to kick my ass...' Aethir took a deep breath, then smiled calmly to the man...until he noticed he still had the candle in his hand. "Er...This is definitely yours. I'm sorry." Aethir nodded, speaking much more calmly than he had earlier. But could anyone blame him...? It was his first true formal encounter with a Konoha resident, a ninja at that. He was on edge~ ... Keyword being 'was'. Aethir thought about what the man had said... About how chakra was all connected in a way, and that we just learned how to use it without harming ourselves. 'All connected, huh...?'

Rippa watched as his experiment went well. At first he thought the kid was just going to stare at the candle. Let it pass by harmlessly. Did he perhaps think the candle was some sort of trap? It would hint towards acute paranoia but he couldn't blame him for that train of thought. Not with the current profession. After all the mortality rate between nations wasn't based on old age. Still he found it odd that they would send such a suspiciously fidgety character here. Still too much suspicion was unhealthy as it contributed to ones stress level and studies had shown that stress level directly impacted ones health. He smiled still as he watched the kids eyes dart back and forth so fast if he had blinked he would have missed it. Then as if on reflex the boys hand shot out and caught the candle at speeds he himself was incapable of with accuracy enough not to damage the candle.  This drew him to the conclusion that the mist village was not slacking in the hand to hand combat department. Such dexterity was not common in everyone. No this individual was trained. If it did turn out the boy had a hidden motive he didn't want to let him anywhere close to him.

Still he felt guilty for that kind of thinking. After all he was suspecting some one just because they were not familiar to him. It was no wonder he had no one to turn to. He should hope for the best of people. Not that he would foolishly trust some one he just met with his life and safety. But he didn't need to scrutinize the boy like some sort of terrorist did he? No, that would not be the case. He had heard news of the bells and the damage to kirigakure. And an agent of the Bells forces wouldn't do much good in Konoha. All the priority targets were in Kirigakura. Sure they could do some damage to Konoha itself but Konoha had been responsible for the death of the greatest and worst terrorist of the century. Tactically it would just be a waste of resources to attempt such a feat. Still it pinged at the back of his mind before he heard the boy speak of giving back the candle. Ahh an opportunity to learn more about the individual. He spoke again as he shook his head.

"No no no Young man. It's your candle now. Keep it. But first. If I might continue my explanation? You see the pattern of life is only half of an overall purpose. And having and understanding chakra is only half of what makes us effective."

He moved closer and calmly reached out to lightly grasp the boys wrist and turn it so it was holding the candle wick up. As he did so he felt the boys pulse if the boy allowed him to touch him at all. Just assessing the Mist nin's health and state of mind. See a fast pulse would imply panic and dishonesty. A pulse to slow would imply the boy was faking his tone. A trained ninja hiding behind a face of innocence. But a normal pulse would calm his mind and allow him to let himself trust the situation a little more. Either way if he was allowed to hold the boys wrist he would discover this through that method. After all his brain was his greatest asset. Still once he spoke again his voice was calm. Not to loud but easily heard. He pronounced his words clearly and over all listening to him speak was a calming effect.

"The other half of it is order and control. Much like how our society works. The higher ranked more experienced people lead the new warriors and teach them grace. The ANBU enforce the rule breakers and the Kage organizes who is suited for what position while maintaining relations with the other countries. What we do with the chakra or understand how to direct it within us but control how much we direct. Now what I want you to do is direct your chakra to effect the candle in some way. We each have an element naturally attuned to our chakra. Try to either light the candle or rapidly cool the wax or destroy the candle entirely."

Yes any of those would give him an idea of at least one of the boys elements. Assuming he complied anyways. Still he gave no reason not to comply. At least he hoped he didn't.

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Aethir continued to smile to the man, candle still extended to him. When the man told him to keep it, Aethir was taken aback by this. Keep the candle...? What the heck could he do with this...? Well, he could always....Ah, who was Aethir kidding? He had no idea what to do with this thing. He simply just nodded to the man, about to protest, until he heard the man speak again, the boy shutting his mouth to listen. The man began to walk over to him, causing Aethir to become slightly nervous.

As the man grabbed his wrist, Aethir blinked, lightly tugging it away before the man calmly spoke again. With his wrist in the hand of this man, he listened to what he was saying with a nervous curious look in his eyes. He spoke in this...calming voice, a voice calm enough to make him relax a bit. He spoke of chakra being the same of social society. He also spoke of ANBU and the Kage and how they related to chakra. 'The Kage...' Aethir's question was about to rise again, 'The Kage does what...? Maintain relations with other countries...?' He thought for a moment to himself while still hearing the man speak, incorporating the new information with what he already had.

As the man told Aethir what to do, he almost absentmindedly followed directions without questioning anything. 'Wait a second... Why is he-' Aethir stared at the man, soon turning his gaze to the candle in the hand that was being gripped. "Alright..." Aethir nodded to the man, speaking in a tone that sounded almost like he was lost in a trance. He used his free hand to take the candle from his gripped hand, then stared at it for a moment.

'How the heck am I meant to light this? I don't know any fire jutsus...' the boy sighed, 'But I guess I can always shoot it...' Aethir shrugged to himself as he tossed the candle high into the air. As he watched the candle twirl slowly in the air, rising higher and higher, Aethir raised his free arm and pointed to the mid-air candle. "Come on...Charge...!" Aethir said in a hushed voice. As he continued to point to the descending candle, he soon gasped, a large smile appearing on his face. He felt a light tingle on the tip of his finger, a sign that that jutsu was now active.

As he took aim with his finger, he pictured a gun in his mind, the trigger slowly being pulled by his own finger. Aethir let lose a small grunt as a small electric projectile, almost that of a bullet, came flying from the tip of his finger towards the candle. As it hit, the candle rose higher into the air, spinning quicker due to the momentum from the shock bullet. As Aethir continued to keep the candle in mid-air, the candle soon flew out of range of his free hand.

"O-Oh no!!" Aethir gasped, then remembered what the man had said. "Direct my- ..." he didn't have time to state what he was fully thinking as he had just gotten an idea. As he concentrated, the charge in his free hand began to fade, soon appearing in his gripped hand. He pointed his captured hand's index finger to candle, firing at it to force it back to his free arm's side. As it was now out of range of his captured arm, Aethir focused on the free arm again, the tingle appearing in his index finger once more. The boy then fired a few more shots to get the candle to stop moving left and to simply idle where it was, spinning rapidly in mid-air.

"Alright, now-"  the boy suddenly went silent as he noticed the tingle soon faded. "W-Wait! ...Not yet!" Aethir pleaded to no one in particular as he just figured out that his little trick, Shock Bullets, were in fact limited. He then felt the candle smack itself against his forehead as the boy was still looking up.

"Aw! Ow! ...Ngh..." Aethir rubbed his forehead with his free hand, eventually looking over to the man. He laughed, his face becoming a bit pink from being embarrassed from getting hit with the candle. "I...hope that helped? I mean the candle isn't ...lit...but..." Aethir trailed off, looking at the candle that still appeared to be very much whole and unlit. "I...I hope you weren't hoping I knew fire jutsus... Because I don't." Aethir pointed at his mist ninja headband. As he did this, the pain on his forehead seemed to have increased, as if mocking Aethir for not putting that band on his forehead. 'I know... I know...! It goes on the forehead...! Oh...That smarts...' Aethir sighed as he mentally noted his forehead pain while going back to rubbing it.

Shock Bullets:

The boy was hesitant at first but soon gave in. After all the doctors gentle tone was a relaxing one that inspired confidence in another individual. Still he noted the hesitation. A pause in trusting another. Either the boy was incredibly knowledgeable about the dark side of a persons mind having been or seen a victim of some atrocity or another or He was very confident in his abilities to put Rippa down. And being that he had discovered the individuals close range specialty he wouldn't doubt it. But if you hit a chi you had to put them down fast. If you injured one and remained next to them, you would find that to be a fatal mistake.Still he ignored that possibility for the time being and measured the boys pulse and watched. At first the pulse was quick. To be expected as he was grabbed by a stranger. But once the boy thought about what was expected of him it seemed to distract him. At least enough to bring his pulse to a nearly steady rhythm. Still slightly elevated But the adrenaline fear and anxiety however small in amount produced couldn't be expected to fade immediately. So based on the pulse he figured the boy didn't have ulterior motives.

Still he was surprised and the level of compliance. The intel he was able to get off this boy about himself was surprisingly simple. So simple he probably could of been nice about it and discussed it over tea instead of being so out of the way about it. Still his keen mind liked to study a new subject. So it did. He watched as the boy tossed the candle into the air. A focusing moment and then suddenly small bolts of lightning where firing from the boys finger tips. And with amazing accuracy. So he had the lightning element. Rippa counted as shot after shot was fired. Fifteen in total. So the boy had a 15 shot lightning jutsu. His own blue gaze looked over at the candle as it finally landed. Small pieces where chipped or slightly melted. It appeared the damage of the shots were minimal. Still being poked 15 times with something hot wasn't pleasant. Still he recognized the technique as Ninjutsu. So a taijutsu Ninjutsu specialist from Kiri? He didn't like guessing but based on his words on not knowing fire and pointing to his Kiri symbol he could assume with a high probability the boy knew Suiton too. So unless the genin in Kiri were more advanced. The boy was likely focused on Suiton and Raiton. Still he had seen the candle hit the kids head.

He smiled and released the wrist and winced as he looked over the slightly red spot where it had hit. "Ahh well now we know to avoid that from now on. Now you stay still and let me have a look at that...Oh don't give me that look like I am going to hurt you. I am a doctor." And with that he focused his medical chakra into his hand. A small green ball appeared in his hand. A simple technique that was probably used back in the academy nurses office for every nation. He raised his hand and if the patient allowed him to ran the green ball of chakra through the red spot in a circular motion just once. His clans affinity to medical making the simple D rank heal the bump so completely that the boys head probably felt better then ever.

3732/4000

Jutsu used:

135/150 chakra

Aethir groaned more as he continued to rub, noticing he was being stared at by the man. 'Wait a second,' Aethir paused his rubbing, staring at the man cautiously, 'Why am I even following his directions...?' Aethir then gasped as his wrist was now released, the boy now rubbing it and staring at it curiously. 'And why the wrist grip...? Who exactly is Rippa...?'

Aethir looked back to the man, hearing his request to take a look at his forehead. "N-No really, it's fine-" the boy paused, staring at the man as he spoke of his look towards him...and his own occupation. "You're a ....D-Doctor...?" Aethir eyed the man with wide surprised eyes. He stared as he the man began to focus his chakra, a small green ball appearing in his hand. "What's-" he went silent as the man began to do something with the ball... He couldn't really see anything except for the man's hand near his aching forehead. Or...Once aching forehead...

Soon, his forehead's pain began to cease as Aethir stared at the man with that same surprised look on his face. 'It's been a while...Since someone treated a wound of mine...' Aethir trailed off, closing his eyes and relaxing as he was thinking back to the first time he was introduced to medical ninjutsu.


"Oh come on! All I did was just elbow his freakin' nose!"  "And how does that make it any better?!"  "...I didn't punch him this time! Duh!"

Strained crying could be heard as a boy buried his face into his knees, sobbing. His white shirt was stained with a deep red that was increasingly spreading across the white fabric available.

"Hey! He has to learn how to kick ass some day, right-"  "He's only Five! What kind of 'ass' is he going to kick at this age?!"  "Tch. Probably yours one day."  "What'd you say, witch?!"  "Oh, are you going to elbow me too? Please do."

A whole hour of arguing passes as the young boy still had tears rolling down his face. Blood had hardened all over his nose and the top of his lips as he stared down to his bloody face and knees. "Can you believe him? What makes him think you need to learn how to fight? He's- Oh! I'm so upset about that still!"  "Calm down, Angel, he's just...dumb." the young boy slowly looked up at the two kids before him, one being a girl who is younger than him, and another being a boy who was older than him. "Are you alright, Aethy?"  "Well of course he isn't!" the boy said with a smile, the smaller girl turning to the boy, "He obviously still has a broken nose!"

Minutes passed as the young boy, Aethir, now had nothing but his brown shorts on. His bloodied shirt was lying on the ground as the boy stared at the other boy before him. He had his eyes closed while smiling to him, raising a hand up to Aethir's nose. Of course, Aethir jerked back, afraid of pain coming from skin contact. "Aethir, if you want to get better, you're going to have to trust me... This won't hurt at all." Aethir eyed the boy who had his eyes closed suspiciously. "H-How do you know...?" a squeaky voice spoke, "Y-You're blind...aren't you...?"  "Yes, I suppose I am~ But I know this won't hurt because..." the blind boy looked around, as if checking for anyone else besides Angel in the area, then leaned close to Aethir, "I'm a doctor."  "You're a doctor...?"

The blind boy nodded to Aethir with a smile, Aethir staring curiously back to him. "All done." he said, getting up and walking away. Aethir blinked and stared at the boy before speaking... "B-But you didn't do anything!"  "Actually, I healed you!" The boys stared at each other for a moment until the blind kid sighed. "Look, don't tell Lamdem this... But I learned Medical Ninjutsu from this lady."  "You learned medical ninjutsu?!"  "Shh!! ...Angel's a tattle tell you know! Now can you keep my secret?" Aethir stared, then nodded to the boy with a large warm smile, a hand touching his own nose to make sure it was no longer in pain. "Yes!" he stated as he picked up his bloody shirt off the ground. The two began to walk over to Angel, then all three of them began home.
"It feels nice..." Aethir lazily said aloud before opening his eyes. He stared with a goofy smile and lazy eyes to the man before him, eventually realizing who he was looking at. He quickly stiffened, coughed, did anything he could to make this less awkward, eventually smiling to the man. "Thank you!" He nodded before inching back a bit. He rubbed his forehead, no pain present as he did. 'He's a doctor...?' the question rose in Aethir's head as he stared at the man. "You'r a doctor you say?" the boy tilted his head, curious of the man's answer. Aethir blushed, scratching the side of his head, a bit embarrassed from looking at him that way.

Rippa smiled as the boy seemed to relax a moment before letting his own hand fall to his side. Watching the boy stiffen before Rippa's smile seemed to take on an amused look. So the boy was feeling better now. That was good. No concussion seemed present though such a small amount of damage was unlikely to provide such terrifying results. Still Rippa nodded to the question. But his nod was slow and his head turned to the side as his voice while still warm took on a tone that seemed a little unsure if there was much difference. Though he knew there was his own family had argued it with him many times. He never understood how they thought the life of a medic was too important to risk it on others he might save. Still He hear thunder crackle in the sky. So the rain was intending to fall finally. The land could likely use the moisture. Still he spoke as he looked up.

"More of a combat medic actually. A front line type of support. Sure we get targeted first but we play an important enough role. It's gonna rain soon. I suggest to hop into an apartment for the night. You can find a cheap one by the market if you can handle the noise. It was nice meeting you. Oh and do stay out of trouble."

He smiled once more and studied the boy for just a second before he turned and began to walk home towards the wealthy part of town. Choosing to leave just as the first drop of rain landed on the ground. He hoped the kid knew where the market was.

4000+/4000 Ninjutsu A-S

Exit thread

Aethir stared at the man as he explained his occupation/position. "A combat medic...?" Aethir blinked as the man informed him of the weather, causing him to look upwards to the sky. He hadn't noticed what kind of weather was forming, so he had a somewhat shocked look on his face. "I see...! Well thank you! Mr.Rippa! ...Chi! W-Whichever's your last name!"

As Rippa left, Aethir was about to do the same until he was pelted with a question. A question a should of asked Rippa while he was here. "H-Hey! Why did you-" ...The man was gone as Aethir had turned to ask why he requested such an odd test of some sort.

The boy sighed, shaking his head, eventually taking note of the candle on the ground. "Hmm..." he smiled and hummed, walking over to it. He knelt down to pick it up, and stared at the thick candle. The words of Rippa soon came flowing back into his mind.

"Now what I want you to do is direct your chakra to effect the candle in some way."Aethir narrowed his eyes, soon tossing the candle high into the air again. "We each have an element naturally attuned to our chakra." Aethir nodded, taking a deep breath and exhaling, "Try to either light the candle or rapidly cool the wax or destroy the candle entirely." Aethir raised both hands to the cloudy sky as rain drops began to fall onto him. He groaned, trying to keep on target with the thick spinning candle in the sky. "What we do with the chakra... Or understand how to direct it within us..." the boy repeated the words of the man, "But control how much we direct..."

As the candle reached it's maximum height, it began to slowly descend back down to the boy. 'So if I focus on my hands instead of my fingers...I wounder what would-' As he mentally noted some steps in his head, the boy also took note of tingling withing his palms. "This...is just like my shock bullets...!" he said before imagining a gun in his head. He pictured his fingers pulling the trigger, his eyes going wide at the result.

As the trigger of the mental gun was pulled, the boy's palms began to buzz very loudly, eventually a bright flash nearly blinded the boy as a large bolt of lightning rose to the candle. Making contact with the mid-air candle, the candle itself broke into many pieces as it fell down to the ground. "H-Huh!!" Aethir gasped, staring at the now falling destroyed candle. He looked at his hands as he felt the tingle fade away, a look of surprise and awe on the boy's face. He knew what the jutsu he had done was, but he only was able to do it once on accident, back in Kirigakure. Now... Now he just might have an idea of how to use this jutsu.

The boy smiled, brushing his hands onto his shirt, eventually taking note of the man's family memorial. He smiled to the memorial, bowing to it for a whole minute. "Thank you." Aethir said to the monument, showing respect to the man's family. Eventually, the boy began to walk away from the Konoha memorial, the drizzling rain becoming stronger. This caused him to soon break into a sprint down to the market area for a place to stay.

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