the mystery of the fog valley unveiled... [OPEN]

[Yamaryuu Sora]

In a patch, a good stroll out in to the forest you could find both small hills and small valleys in one of the deeper ones, Yukiko had her spot.. this were where she relaxed and where she vented steam.. the patch seemed always to lie several degrees colder than the surrounding area, something that you did not really notice in the Winter, as it was Cold everywhere, but here in late spring - early summer, it was quite evident. as there were ice flakes on the small pond in at the bottom and in the late summer the waterfall on one of the cliff sides pounding into this small pond, usually froze as some of the first in all the forest. Yukiko probably had quite a deal of the blame in this.. as being a santaru, the weather was easily affected by her state of mind, and if she did not have this Little sacred spot of hers, where she could let Loose, people would get hurt, her body was like a dynamo, charging up continuously, and depending on her mood, it would reach a charge able to hurt the people around her.. therefore she went here. her Little spot.. and willed the power inside her to stream out of her. For Yukiko herself, Lightning was the easiest to discharge, this was not without its problems,, as lightning thundered when it was let Loose, and being a santaru, it would create storms above her. instead she used her energy to manipulate the weather directly around her... making this Little valley almost always covered in a dense layer of fog, effectively blocking out the heat of the sun. Yukiko did not mind, as the Cold did not affect her that much.. she had always had to make do with whatever clothing she could get before she came here.. and that was not always the warm kind of clothes... because of that, she had developed a linking for the coolness of the air and in that aspect an affinity for the Cold air.. ^

today had been a very demanding day.. she was training to become better at socialising, and better at handling people, not just the people close to her, put Merchants wanting to sell her stuff she did not need, ruffians, that did not know her as a shinobi, part of her training was to disguise herself, and live as a "diplomat" a "Merchant" or just a "street peddler".. learning what is meant as people would see her differently, a shinobi would be a dangerous foe one was not one, and that ofcourse would make changes as how people acted around you.. hence Yukiko had disguised herself to learn how to behave and blend in effectively..
today though, she had run into a bunch of ruffians, out for nothing but trouble. more than once Yukiko had the urge to let her disguise drop and teach them how to behave., but she managed and somehow with an incredible strain of her will an patience to talk herself out of the trouble. and now finally it was time for her to let Loose

after concentrating on creating the slow fall of snow from the bottom layer of the fog, she said to her self.
"This just ain't gonna cut it"
she collected her thoughts and felt the buzzing on her skin rise, as a thunderstorm was Brewing, this one would be seen high on the sky, it was not uncommon for a thunderstorm to manifest in the outskirts of the forest, where the valleys and hills turned to Mountains. this one however would keep manifesting altho the high mountain Wind would do all in its power to disrupt is, it only further charged and expanded it. rolling Down the Mountains and throwards the city. as she felt her energy slowly recedes, she decided to perfect some of her fighting skills.
Yukiko had a special way of fighting, to the naked eye, it would look like a dance, with her long hair whirling around her like a whip, crackling with a heavy sound, because of the seal at the end. the rain seemed not to touch her, it swirled around her movements, following her and creating torrents with the crackle of her hair.
around her she had training Dolls set up to receive her punishment.

above the dense fog, one would hear the thunder roar, but if they listened well, in between they would hear the sound of metal against metal, fighting sounds, and a heavy whiplash once in a while.. and if they really strained to see through the fog, then once in a while a small outburst of light would be visible, as Yukiko mixed in her different jutsu.

[MFT 250+]

 

[Rega]

It had been a while since Rega had taken a stroll out into the forests of Kumogakure. Since she had finally calmed down her mission schedule after resolving her dormant chimera blood issue, she had felt a little more like a normal human being... and a little less respectable. The smell of death still seemed to linger, even after a rather blissful visit to the hot springs, so rather than head back to her abode with her sister or the Sileo, a walk through the isolated forest by one of her teachers hideaways sounded to be more in order. Of course, if there was one thing she was used to, it was the best laid plans failing on all possible levels...

Not that she minded the sight of a young shinobi learning the ropes of chakra control. The signs of her Santaru heritage sparked through the air as she came upon the secluded shinobi, humming off of the rather excessive metal head of her gigantic hammer that was drug at her side. Putting it down beside a tree before approaching, quietly, she gleamed on through the foggy surroundings with a vision well beyond normal, and made out the subtle rehearsed movements of the gennin. "Well, that's certainly pretty, but I don't know if there are many advanced melee techniques viable with hair distractions... Then again..."

The charge was not doing much to help Rega's own unique hair ornament, as the ring accumulated a charge and the older woman's long hair began to frizz. Anxiously patting it down and attempting to straighten it out, she grumbled and gave her a glance while her focus was divided. "It seems like your chakra reserves will drain out rather quickly if you let your heritage expose itself so freely. A live wire like yourself should endeavor to be calm and collected so that you don't go pop along with a block or two in your vicinity. If you'd like..."

Manipulating the flow of chakra inside her own body, the ANBU soldier drew in the charged particles into the air and channeled them into her fist, her glove sparkling before revealing a handfull of six inch long nails from a dispenser in her wrist that shared the arc of electricity while sharing a grin. "I would be more than happy to help you train your mind and body as a representative of our fair land... safely, of course!"

Word Count :: 403, used for weekly training

 

[Yamaryuu Sora]

In a series of twirls Yukiko heard a voice speak out from the fog, as Yukiko had been training for quite a while,the energy buildup were finally receding.. and she was not scared to accidently electrocute someone.
As the person started to talk, Yukiko brought her "dance" to a halt, rolling up her long hair in the same movement, using the centrifugal force of the seal at the end, and fastening it at her hip like she usually had.

"It seems like your chakra reserves will drain out rather quickly if you let your heritage expose itself so freely. A live wire like yourself should endeavor to be calm and collected so that you don't go pop along with a block or two in your vicinity. If you'd like..."

A Yukiko listened she was not yet sure of what the woman wanted. she was clearly older than her.. by how much.. she was not sure.. but she moved with a confidence that only experience gave. that much she had learned from her training, before she could make up her mind about the woman, she did something with her hand and spoke Again.

"I would be more than happy to help you train your mind and body as a representative of our fair land... safely, of course!"

first now noticing the speciality of the glove. " So this is an offer for training? " while speaking she went to her pocket drawing out the her own pair of gloves, not with an ornament like the other woman's, these were just for being able to touch metal objects and other people without accidently discharging at them.. the were lined with a rubber layer blocking the natural electricity with a slider on the back of her hand, where she could go from insulation to conduction, as she needed.

She put them on out of habit, all for having better control of her bloodline and the dangers it involved.

"going out of my way to find this remote location, is part of my training for exactly that.. of course I am always on the lookout to become better, so I would appreciate if you have pointers or the like that could make me a better shinobi"

[edited for spellcheck]

 

[Rega]

Seeing the other girl put on some insulated gloves of her own, Rega grinned and planted the nails onto a tree with a vicious throw that shook the ground. When the dust settled, the young Genin could see that the nails were fully embedded, acting like studs in the tree. Attached to the ends of these nails were silvery lines of ninja wire, extending from each nail out to the bold knuckle atop her glove. With a click, the ANBU Captain unhitched the knuckle and threw it at the Santaru, before motioning over to the tree. “As I remember, having dealt with folk with that sort of bloodline before… You’re pretty much always generating a current… But unlike the pure wattage weirdos, you can actually feel a shock yourself.”

Walking over to the tree and giving it a few solid punches, she nodded and motioned for the younger kunoichi to come near. “Take off those gloves, you want to FEEL your own chakra. As long as you hold onto that wire, every strike you make that gets close to a nail will course back into you as a less than pleasant sensation. In this, you’ll be able to understand what kind of damage you do with your casual touch, and you’ll develop accuracy to help handle your unwieldy power… or you’ll constantly electrocute yourself and make yourself stronger to others with the power of electricity. I’d say it’s a win-win, hmm?”

Satisfied with the “sparring partner” she had created for Yukiko, Rega began to walk away, eyeing what the small girl would do and if she’d accept the challenge. The nails were hard to see, even with the ninja wire drawn from them, and the number of nails masked a hidden trick. The number of nails was more numerous than they appeared on the surface, a second volley being thrown in almost simultaneously with the first and impaling the other nails. There would be less than an inch of space between them where a shock wouldn’t trace back to the wire, as long as those silly electrician’s gloves were taken off. As a hobbyist in construction, Rega couldn’t help but admire the practicality of the solution the girl had come up with. “Well, you can of course always ignore this, and go on your merry way. No point in hurting yourself, right?”

Word Count :: 392, Used for weekly training

 

[Yamaryuu Sora]

Catching the knuckle iron Yukiko listened to the instructions.. she had for the past several months done nothing but that, memorising audio information as part of her current training

“As I remember, having dealt with folk with that sort of bloodline before… You’re pretty much always generating a current… But unlike the pure wattage weirdos, you can actually feel a shock yourself.”

"we do, some more than others, sadly I'm one of the first kind, hence you see my Little spot her for discharging for the night"

“Take off those gloves, you want to FEEL your own chakra. As long as you hold onto that wire, every strike you make that gets close to a nail will course back into you as a less than pleasant sensation. In this, you’ll be able to understand what kind of damage you do with your casual touch, and you’ll develop accuracy to help handle your unwieldy power… or you’ll constantly electrocute yourself and make yourself stronger to others with the power of electricity. I’d say it’s a win-win, hmm?”

well at least Yukiko was not at her peak charge, otherwise the rubber gloves would give off a static hum, and she had already unloaded quite a bit, but being a santaru, the recharge rate was fast at the beginning and slow when approaching peak charge. Yukiko had never experienced her peak charge, she had damaged a training companion at one of her first training sessions at the Academy, that was how she learned that she was a santaru, and the charge had just begun. a peak charge would be deadly..

"so this training is just about electrocuting myself.. then again tolerance is always a good thing.. although you should know I have photographic memory, and according to the trajectory I can Picture where the nails would be, all the same I'm not a melee fighter, so it probably will be an interesting task to not hit the nails"

Yukiko took off her rubber gloves and shoved them Down one of her many pockets, took of her big jacket and folded it neatly beside her backpack by a nearby tree (always within vision), for this training to Work, she had to have more skin free, and her top underneath did exactly that, being with no sleeves. it was obvious that this girl was still .. just a girl... pink top Black army pants with lots of pockets on the sides, Black steel toed boots, worn but well maintained. and a body of an underdeveloped girl, she was after all only 11-12 ish.. high for her age but still just a girl.

"My name is Hayabusa, and I thank you for teaching me"

She pictured one of her cousins training sessions in her mind, resumed the same stance, it looked a bit like a kick boxers stance, altho more leaned forward and with open hands. and started on her motion, in her mind she still had mapped out where the nails would be, and the first strike hit Square between 2 of those spots, Yukiko got a bit surprised when she still felt the static shock running across her knuckles...
'I did hit right between the spots didn't i?'
She turned with a puzzled look, that quickly tuned into a grin as she realised she was not with a shinobi of low skill, as she had not noticed the second volley.

Yukiko resumed the stance and started her copycat of her cousins routine, speeding up as her body got used to the movements, at first the movements jerked when she shocked herself, but gradually the speed and her getting used to the current allowed for a Circuit forming sending sparks flying, after another few Circuits of her cousins routine the sparks receded as Yukiko now focused on limiting her discharge, something she had been working on since that first time at the Academy, now using it actively meant her concentrating more and the speed dropped a bit, but slowly she got a routine into it and the speed went up Again.

[MFT 250+]

 

[Rega]

Watching the girl start out confidently, even while admitting her lack of physical prowess, the elder kunoichi hummed innocently until the first shock got its audible reaction, before snickering a little. “There is more to the world than meets the eye… two things spell danger for a ninja more than any other factors. The first is running out of chakra, for even with our superhuman training we’re just normal folk once we’re sealed or drained. The second is our awareness beyond traditional sight. There’s a reason for so many eye-bugger bloodlines being created, y’know? Deception and stealth works for and against us.”

Still, the kid proceeded undaunted, and began to impress the senior ninja. Starting up a few discrete handseals, she began to slowly work at the earth beneath the trainee’s feet, slowly crushing it and shifting it to bring forth a wellspring of sand, before letting it rise up from underneath her feet and obscure her vision. It began as just a nuisance, and did little to counter the effects of a photographic memory to be sure, until the dust kicked up and began to be irritable to the respiratory system as well as making the tree difficult to distinguish at all. “Terrible weather all the sudden, but don’t let it discourage you, young miss Hayabusa! By the by, my name is Rega Gateru!”

While the demonic ninjutsu sage struggled with her own inexperience with working two elements together simultaneously after the fusion of her family was ended, she seemed more than capable of yelling through the storm to reach the girl’s ears. However, when she mentioned her last few words, it seemed to trail off ever so slightly. “I’m the ANBU Captain of the Black Aces squadron.” But this was of course planned, as there was no need to let every single gennin know that one of the taskmasters of the village was testing them in a professional way.

Word Count:: 321, Marked for training and AE Sand mastery

 

[Yamaryuu Sora]

"I definitely know the benefits and disabilities of some of those eye bloodlines.. Cough cough, what.. oh... " Yukiko Realised her environment had changed.. as Rega mentioned it and introduced herself..
"now were talking training" Yukiko said with a grin..
she pulled a length of hair up an around her neck like a scarf.. at least it would keep some of the sand out of her nose an mouth..
as the sand obscured her vision, she looked around for her teacher.. as she heard her Words trail off .... did she hear right.. Anbu.. ?.. Wonder what rank.. as she could not hear the rest of what was said clearly.. and for the same reason she raised her voice a bit for the anbu to hear..
"Mind if we take this training up a notch?"
Yukiko had, when she was younger, trained with another higher skilled Shinobi.. this had resulted in a part of the forest being irreversibly changed.. as it was both scorched and overgrown with the Woods that her "sparing" partner had created... and today it just stood as a memento of lesson learned.. and creepy to everybody else as most Wood still grew as they had been created.. and at the same time was scorched and blackened everywhere..
"I've been training for some advanced techniques too for some time.. lets see if it Works this time"
as she said it the Winds took up and sent the sand in motion, the torrents around Yukiko obscured her even more as the whirlwinds took leaves grass and snow in the mix, the sky above rolled a thunder as behind the torrents crackling lightning surged out around the torrents..
"and now... for my next number.... I... Will .... Disappear.... " each part was said with a dramatic entertainment voice. and as the Word Disappear rang out a blast of light surged from the torrents blinding to those that looked. and under the cover of that light Yukiko grinned for her self.. it had finally succeeded using her speed to the fullest she made use of the light to hide herself both in the dust that now was set in motion and in the blinding light that penetrated it..

[MFT: 369 Words and used for AE Photon mastery]

 

[Rega]

Rega watched with merriment as the girl began to get the hang of tagging the safe spots of the tree by memory and intuition rather than sight. It had taken a little effort to make the sandstorm kick up so much, but the results seemed to get the pretty young thing’s blood going and encouraged her to try harder… A little too hard, by the end of it, though.
Even through the dust, the blinding light of her jutsu was hard for her eyes to focus on… But after abandoning the traditional view of humanity, the ANBU Sage’s third eye was not so easily deceived. Seeing through the jutsu for what it was, it was time to reward this Genin with a taste of another advanced jutsu, this time causing the roots of the offended tree to assist in making a clearer view of the live wire of a kunoichi.
The vines began to descend from the branches just as the roots rose, and the tree rapidly began to grow larger and larger, making an outline of her form through the dust while the now rather animated tree continued to surround and harass the poor girl while it warped and curled… yet for all its sudden changes, the needles and wires still stayed rather close together, and still hummed from the residual charge.
“So glad you’re taking this seriously, dearie… But let’s see if you can still tag those points on the tree while the tree tries to bind up a mean lightning kitten for disturbing its tranquility.” Naturally, the tree had no mind of its own, although the life-tinkering captain had pondered further altering her jutsu to realize such a possibility… Another time, perhaps. For now, the emulation of spontaneous reactions through chakra manipulation was enough, as the goal was to see just how rattled the kunoichi in training might get when the target was huge and mobile.

Word Count :: 319, used for weekly training and AE - Wood mastery

 

[Yamaryuu Sora]

dodging away did not seem to have that great of an effect, as the tree suddenly started to Warp around her seemingly alive.
luckily she had tried this before as she had trained with another shinobi using exactly the same jutsu, Yukiko had been a lot more inexperienced at that time, but she now had the benefit of experience,
"well this time I at least have an answer for this" she said to herself, she raised her hand in the sky with static charges surging up her arm. with that short power surge the lightning from the sky changed nature and a lightning stroke her raised hand twisted itself around her and surged Down her arm, recharging her Electric Prowess. the static rolling Down her arm visibly empowering her then afterwards surging Down the other arm forming a semi large sword seemingly made out of lightning humming and pulsing with the blue light, consolidating the grip with her other hand holding at the lightning like it was a solid grip , Yukiko felled the tree with a heavy stroke of the void sword, chopping up the branches harassing her at the same time.
Now having a good understanding in handling the reverb of the static the charges funnelling it back into the storm jutsu she was now using.
"This is turning into a training more fun than usual." Yukiko called out with a voice empowered with a Wind surge blowing the sand in the immediate vicinity away, clearing the distraction of sand dust in the air.

[MFT 250+ Words]

 

[Rega]

Watching as the tree was torn to shreds, Rega sighed and wondered if it was wise to use such an old and beautiful relic of the kumogakure wilds for this… But if it meant schooling a student, spare a tree today to save a forest tomorrow. She seemed to shrug off the backlash from the metal rods and wire fairly easily, seeming to have built up a tolerance from the earlier attacks, and this did seem to be going rather well. Still, a sage couldn’t just let well enough alone, and it would be morbid to waste a life after only going so far!

“Not bad on the destructive end, you may colour this soldier impressed! Still… I’ve got another trick or two left for you to deal with. Let’s see if your voltage can save you from this.” Focusing her mind and chakra once more, the dead and burning wood chunks began to levitate up from the ground and the flames were made brighter as the fragments began swirling around young miss Hayabusa. The more she seemed to chop away, the more burning fragments were added to the psychic twister that was quickly burning away the oxygen around her.

Of course, that was just a side effect as they soon began darting at her from around the sphere. Soon, there would be a rain of makeshift projectiles zooming at her from all sides, burning and sharpened by her own electricity… and somewhere within the maelstrom, were those damn nails, still embedded and still humming, waiting with those whirling wires now threatening to bind the poor girl as well as shock her. Thankfully, not being out to maim and immolate a child, the freshly unretired ANBU captain held back, and her unfamiliarity with the school of Kinesis slowed the assault from getting out of hand, but there would be little room for error to be sure.

“If you can’t stand the heat, kiddo, there is no shame in calling uncle! Scars are very problematic in keeping inconspicuous, you know!” Not that scars were a problem for most wounds, and even her medical knowledge would be enough to heal up anything severe… but a playful jab at times couldn’t be helped.

Word Count :: 370, marked for training and AE – Kinesis mastery

 

[Yamaryuu Sora]

For each slash the Wood pieces got smaller and smaller, but somehow, they kept coming, that was when she noticed, they were whirling around her.
“If you can’t stand the heat, kiddo, there is no shame in calling uncle! Scars are very problematic in keeping inconspicuous, you know!”
rega called out to her. well she was right in one thing, it was getting hotter with all these burning pieces of Wood, but as a shinobi there were several ways to keep yourself inconspicuous, Yukiko should know, as she was training to blend in, and had been so for the past few months, at least in a city with people in it.. in a forest, it was an entirely different matter, one she still needed training in.
"As a Shinobi of Komugakure, I can never give up, thats what the Academy taught me" she called back to Rega.
as with all this fire shrapnel was whirling around her, she had to rely more and more on instinct to avoid, not a beneficial situation for her.
Time to use one of her newer skills, as she was already using a storm technique she utilised it to cast herself in a stormy cloak, shielding her from some harm, but mostly speeding up the neurological signals in her body vastly quickening her moments, within seconds she had dodged herself out of the torrent, and with her natural speed added to the quickening she moved with the speed of not much more than two heartbeats she was standing just behind Rega.
with a heavy breathing as she had been releasing quite a few large scale jutsus, some, luckily for her, most were within her affinity as a santaru, but it took its toll none the less.
no longer having her void sword and only her speed, jutsu and her seal as weapons, she chose the jutsu, as beams of Laser light Struck Down around Rega as a prison formed from one blink of the eye to the Next...

This was all that she could muster, being young and not at peak power she depleted herself a few seconds after.
"at least I did not give up" she said as she passed out from the exhaustion. the laser prison dissipated and some seconds after the storm mail flickered away as the sparks covering her slowly faded.

[OOC: MFT 250+ Words]

 

[Rega]

Focused on the shrapnel prison for her young friend, Rega focused on getting those thin metal cords to entangle the fledgling ninja, but sacrificing her relative safety to get out at all costs did seem to win the day. Unfazed by the burst of speed, the ANBU woman held still and let the trainee sneak up from behind, interested in just what sort of counter she’d be able to muster up after such a droll bit of bravado. As the bars of photonic energy began to envelop her, she felt her teeth clench and her muscles twitch at the idea of being attacked, and began to ready herself for some more barbaric styles of combat, but before any pugilism could occur, the poor student passed out on her.
As the electricity dissipated, she couldn’t help but lose focus and drop the burning shards to make sure the poor girl was okay… Only to be reminded of what she was doing seconds later by a terrible blaze as the dust jutsu had dried everything out, and all the electricity and fire made for a hungry flame. With the kunoichi in her arms, she still managed to force out a set of handseals, causing the ground itself to lift before condensing into a single point, smothering the fire with its own components before dropping into a ball of dried mud on the forest floor.
It had only cost a tree to knock out a gennin, but the lessons she learned would hopefully keep her safe in the future whenever she was forced to restrain her own lethal pulse. With a contented smile, she hurled the poor kid over her shoulder and began the long walk back to the cloudlands. “Maybe if I’m lucky, my sister will still be awake and available to treat her wounds. It’d be nice to get a drink before doing all those terrible gate watch logs anywho…”
Rega was gone before the trainee would wake back up, no worse for wear after her performance and perhaps a bit refreshed after the hospitality of the med-wing of kumogakure, but laying on the bridge of her nose was a card. “If ever you’re interested in furthering your service to Kumo as a member of the ANBU corps, look me up. XOXO – Rega Gateru, ANBU ‘Black Aces’ Captain.”

Word Count :: 387, marked for training and AE mastery – Gravity, and departed from thread~

 

[Yamaryuu Sora]

Waking up.. everything was definitely not as she remembered.. bright lights in the ceiling, a semi soft bed.. and what was that blocking her view.. she picked it up to study.. Yukiko was still a bit groggy.. Chakra depletion was not something you recovered from fast.. well the humming of her earpiece, told her that the natural dynamo of her body was still charging away, finding a bit of comfort in that she closed her eyes for a bit, focusing on seeing clearly.
when she believed herself ready, she reopened the eyes to read what the card said.

“If ever you’re interested in furthering your service to Kumo as a member of the ANBU corps, look me up. XOXO – Rega Gateru, ANBU ‘Black Aces’ Captain.”

'Hah.. I did hear right.. ANBU of all sorts.. and a captain at that.. well no wonder she had easily outmaneuvered her'
Yukiko wondered.. 'well it looks like i might have what it takes to become an ANBU .. at least in training.. maybe be able to set my goals straight'...
Yukiko though further on it while she regained her strength to move...
"must be the med-wing.. looks familiar.. might as well visit my cousin when I'm here anyway"
She picked up her stuff, well most of it was still on her anyway.. but her small bags had been put beside her, and luckily her jacket the same, without it Yukiko Would have been lost...
she headed on out, Keiji probably had an idea of what she should chose, mednin would never fit Yukiko, that she knew at least.. but Anbu might and if that would benefit the Suzaku name.. why not give it a shot, her goal had somewhat strayed to become restoring the name of Suzaku, she might as well if she ever would find her spot to live!.


[MFT 279 words - counted out the quote - topic left]