1 A drop in the bucket (training, private) Tue Feb 26, 2013 11:03 am
Kage No Akira
D-rank
Sitting on the edge of the pool of water with his bare legs dangling in the water, Bonreu was lost in thought about how he wanted to approach his training. For today he had two jutsu he wanted to perfect the uses of; the first jutsu would be a basic water creation jutsu called archer fish. By molding chakra in the proper method water could be expelled from the user's mouth. At least that is what his teachers at the academy told the class when they showed every one the hand signs needed. That was why Bonreu sat nearly nude, in only swimming shorts, at the pool; more water wouldn't be a problem here, everywhere ells already had to much water from the constant rains. The second jutsu was a bit harder to get sense no one had taught him the principle or practice of it. As far as he knew it would be a completely new jutsu. Using a seal to hold chakra that would slowly burn to act as a beacon for him to follow could be very useful in combat when other means of keeping track of his target is impossible. If it worked another jutsu could very well be feasible, a longer range and duration for tracking.
With the idea reinforced in his mind, and the picture of the hand signs laid out in his thoughts; Bonreu brings his hands together in the tiger form to help focus and draw his chakra to his mouth. Deliberately and slowly to ensure that each sign molds the chakra correctly he completes the jutsu, only for for his still closed mouth to be filled with more water than expected. Coughing out the water causes the jutsu to break ceasing the torrent of water. Berating himself for not relishing that he would need to be ready for the huge rush of water that would come forth.
Wiping off his mouth from the water clinging to his lips, a smile crept onto his face; he still remembered the forms even after all this time. This part of the training would be easy, but that is to be exspected sense this was one of the jutsu that was often taught to academy students. A real ninja like himself wouldn't have a problem with a tried and tested jutsu. With another try or two the jutsu would be defiantly be mastered to the point where he could use it even in pitched combat. He could already imagine several uses for it; launching water at a close range enemy might not causes damage or even hurt a lot, it will disrupt and slow them down. At the very least he would be able to use it as a source of water for other jutsu, and as a form of protection agents fire style.
Planting his feet near the edge of the pool for another try at properly using the jutsu, Bonreu braces himself both physically for the kick back, and mentally for having the rush of water spew forth from his mouth. Weaving the hand signs once again, the tug of his chakra diminishing again to fuel the water torrent that swelled up inside of him. Completing the last hand sign, forcing the water to flood his' mouth once again. Aiming into the middle of the pool in front of him, he parts his lips to let the torrent of liquid collide into the pool, spraying water droplets on to everything in the room and making the water of the pool a white frothing foam around the water.
With the idea reinforced in his mind, and the picture of the hand signs laid out in his thoughts; Bonreu brings his hands together in the tiger form to help focus and draw his chakra to his mouth. Deliberately and slowly to ensure that each sign molds the chakra correctly he completes the jutsu, only for for his still closed mouth to be filled with more water than expected. Coughing out the water causes the jutsu to break ceasing the torrent of water. Berating himself for not relishing that he would need to be ready for the huge rush of water that would come forth.
Wiping off his mouth from the water clinging to his lips, a smile crept onto his face; he still remembered the forms even after all this time. This part of the training would be easy, but that is to be exspected sense this was one of the jutsu that was often taught to academy students. A real ninja like himself wouldn't have a problem with a tried and tested jutsu. With another try or two the jutsu would be defiantly be mastered to the point where he could use it even in pitched combat. He could already imagine several uses for it; launching water at a close range enemy might not causes damage or even hurt a lot, it will disrupt and slow them down. At the very least he would be able to use it as a source of water for other jutsu, and as a form of protection agents fire style.
Planting his feet near the edge of the pool for another try at properly using the jutsu, Bonreu braces himself both physically for the kick back, and mentally for having the rush of water spew forth from his mouth. Weaving the hand signs once again, the tug of his chakra diminishing again to fuel the water torrent that swelled up inside of him. Completing the last hand sign, forcing the water to flood his' mouth once again. Aiming into the middle of the pool in front of him, he parts his lips to let the torrent of liquid collide into the pool, spraying water droplets on to everything in the room and making the water of the pool a white frothing foam around the water.
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