Climbing the LADDER: Train! [P/T/I]

[Trigga]

真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 0.1 : Flashback

Earlier that week.....

An open pasture. A grassland that was only occupied with the garments of leaves and chilly olive blades. This would become the future panorama and cenotaph location for one Uchiha’s extensive and scrupulous training session. The light from the golden orb of heat cut through the firmament as it exited the outer constituency of the world, and escaped into the paradise of the Soul Society. Though the Forest was normally the domicile for all Uchiha who inhabited the rapture that became home to all arriving spirits after death; this forlorn, abandon wooded area would now serve as a vessel, a host for numerous possibility. This forest, which only held a lingering trace of life and joie de vivre, would become Ryūsuke’s new home for the time being.

His fatehr, as austere and impassive towards progression suggested his “prized” son to spend a few weeks honing his skills. To her unspoken content, Uchiha Ryūsuke was happy to oblige to her wishes. This however was indeed her regiment. Plus, this gave the young red-haired individual time to take the appropriate time to reflect on himself; learn where his skills lied, and compel such talents onto the fields he lacked. Most would assume one who admitted to their own flaws were fragile. Nonetheless, this ad infinitum misunderstood notion was quite the contradictory. When one understood what they lacked, it allows one to target that very weakness, and focus all concentration into that sole weakness; shifting it into a strength. This was Ryūsuke’s sole goal for the week’s endeavors.

The crackling of the crisp grass signaled his arrival. Strands of lush crimson falling to his shoulders as the ends were pulled back into a securely fixed ponytail. The gentle sway of his Blade caressing his hip as he strolled forward. Legs carrying the weight that was expressed through his slim, but masculine figure. The sway of his white hakuma grasping the thighs of his body evenly; the ends of his pants gathered at the ankles, tucked into his sandals creating a rather astounding bellowing effect.

Arriving at the aperture surrounded by a population dense of trees and other natural ornaments, Ryūsuke tucked his material belongings aside beneath one of the grand vales of shade implements. Placing his Blade to the side, he stretched, releasing the tension that had built up over numerous hours of tracking to the secluded location. After a few moments, he sighed contently, ready to begin the day’s phenomenal training session.

Stepping into the center of the grand cavity, Ryūsuke smiled, subsequent his vanishing act from the opening. Leaves picking up in a flustering nor'easter of wind that laid in his wake. Almost instantaneously reappearing a few kilometers away, he stepped, and soon enough, disappeared once more. Dashing, darting, dipping in-between the numerous array of varying oak structures, he quickly made his way around the forest. The silent touch of his toes pressing against the branches without a second’s notice of his arrival echoed all throughout the woodlands quietly. His training had just begun.

Breaking the balance of herculean velocity, Ryūsuke continued away at his Shunshin training. Leaping from one section of the forest to another. Legs extending, only to distort as his body re-entered the supersonic travel. He could see it all; feel the wind in all it’s entirely. He became one with his surroundings, and his body, though moving at extreme speeds, felt as if he was feather tenderly swaying from one side to another. The wind could scarcely press against his clothing before he moved once more. He didn’t waste any time with his training. Dedication placed promptly on the surface of his lightly tanned face as he registered his own speed mentally. He wasn’t moving as fast as he wanted to; he wasn’t covering as much land as he wanted to cover in a certain amount of time.

TAGGED » N/A
NOTES » Flashback; Shunshin no jutsu

[Trigga]

真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 0.2: Breaking restraints

One’ life was measured by one’s ambition and willingness to take chance, and show compassion to those even contemptible

Minutes had turned to hours, and hours into even more hours. Sweat had gathered along the chiseled body of the Red-haired Uchiha. Heavy panting escaped his lips as his hands were pressed against his kneecaps. His back had taken a crooked approach, as strands of his vibrant hair laced over his shoulders in an indolent manner. Having spent the majority of his day out in the blazing sun, exerting increasingly draining energy to amplify his skill, Ryūsuke only felt he hadn’t reach the progress he expected to. This brought upon a determination that immediately spiked his glucose conveyance; he felt revitalized. He wanted to continue, and the sky hadn’t fully reached pallor of dark purple to signify night. He would exploit every hour of the day that his body would allow. Providentially being in the clan Uchiha helped train and regulate his endurance.

Whipping away the last remnant of perspiration that was ubiquitous on his face, Ryūsuke exhaled gradually, before dashing forward suddenly. Legs moving in a unvarying, coherent manner, he quickly approached the corridor entrance which led into the forest. However, just before he broke into the dense city of trees, he vanished. Utilizing Shunshin, he infiltrated the caste of oak once more. This time, however he was cognizant of a moderate improvement. His ascendency into the instantaneous movement was more fluent, it felt more natural. This was a prime indicator of progression. He covered more distance, without the use of as many executions. He was on his way to providing himself with the experience and self-imposed discipline which would ultimately further his adeptness with Shunshin.

Evading, eluding, escaping the fortress of hierarchies that stood between himself and freedom, Ryūsuke made his way through the forest, as he had done numerous times over the course of hours, upon days. He was moving faster, his blurs were more distinct he could barely keep up with himself. This was an over-compensation of his energy. He knew this. However he wanted to continue. He was taxing his own body in the name of progression; typical. He moved through the trees, his executions regressing slightly. He could feel all that he worked for slipping away, and knew it was almost time to conclude his evening. Nonetheless, he continued, spending a few more hours dashing through the trees utilizing Shunshin.

Night had transitioned into the nonattendance of darkness, and the acceptance of light as day had returned for twelve more hours. Yawning, Ryūsuke had awoken from his five hour rest to only be greeted by intense rays of incandescent bliss. Stretching his arms, Ryūsuke washed himself in the local lake, and exercised with minimal practices to familiarize his body with a basic indulgent of what he’d be performing today. He loosened his muscles, and allowed the tension that was built up over the period of his rest to subside as he did a minor workout to allowing his body future flexibility and to avert cramps.

Standing up, he smiled at the newly formed battle field constructed of numerous, dangerous traps all occupying a confined space. Over the course of last night, before falling sleep, Ryūsuke created a few traps to test his speed. There, on the ground, and suspended throughout the entire forest were steel, yet thin wires, hoisting kunai and other sharp projectile. Once the initial string was cut, the first weapon would be released, followed by another, and so on. This was to test his speed mobility. The true test however was not to touch them, since it took the succession of one Kunai’s complete locomotion to cut the net wire, which released another Kunai. This made it imperative that Ryūsuke never deflect one of the weapons.

Smiling, he sprung into action. Pushing off the ground, he easily cut the first string, and vanished, thrusting into the sky with Shunshin as the Kunai was released at great speeds. Spinning, he easily avoided the airborne weapon as it cut another string. Landing on a branch, he Shunshin once more, diverting his path from the next kunai. Another string was cut, thus another tool of destruction and death manifested it. Looking at the tool as he soared through the air, he attempted to spin, but just as it passed, it cut his Kosode, and released another string from its suspended trap. This was going to be difficult thought Ryūsuke as he continued this sequence of extreme-speed motion followed by flexible interaction with his controlled surroundings.

For days on end, Ryūsuke practiced this art, recycling the kunai blades, and stringing together more than metal to complete the laced trap. He felt the experience rushing through his veins. He felt energized. He was moving more fluently, he could cover more distance with relatively fewer executions then he could before; his father would be impressed with his progression. Nonetheless he couldn’t stop now; he had only reached the mid-way pint of his desired resolves, not the zenith. Being an already above-par user of Shunshin and speed in general, Ryūsuke thought incorporating acts and training exercises would prove more beneficial than use running repeatedly through a confined area. This brought upon the creation of another training device he felt would spark his interest greatly.

Ryūsuke had made his way towards the nearby lake that stretched quite a distance, and covered a lot of land. This was perfect for what he had in mind. Looking down at the transparent lucid of the water, he smiled and soon jumped onto the surface, instantly vanishing before he sank into the depths of the massing liquid. Darting across the surface, Ryūsuke used purely his Shunshin to keep him suspended over the water, vanishing than reappearing again to show his frame before his speed took over. He wanted to see how long he could keep himself above the water before his legs tired out and he needed to take a rest. Hopefully they wouldn’t give out soon, his day, and week were still young.

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NOTES » Flashback continuation 2: Shunshin no jutsu

[Trigga]

真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 0.2: One small step...

For a week, he continued this practice of walking on water in a sense, or should one say running? He found his limit being only able to do so at the beginning for eight hours. However as the week continued on, and he kept pushing himself, that once weak time (in his mind) increased to twelve hours, and eventually seventeen hours. He was content with the outcome of his training; having nine hours more of an increase in his overall performance wasn’t bad. Dedication was key, and Ryūsuke wasn’t going to allow his determination to fade away. Not when his progression was coming along smoothly.

Hours had passed since his entrance into the forest, and overall, he had tired his body beyond belief. His fatherhadn’t even worked his this hard, and he was known for his strict punish of her Offspring. Luckily, he could return with the thought that he actually had progress to showcase to his captain. She’d hopefully accept him as a better Shinobi and companion afterwards. Being one of high nobility as a productive mentality, he could respect the art of bettering one’s self, and hopefully admire his dedication to her and his practices. Though lazy for the most part, Ryūsuke didn’t slack on his training; it was most likely the most active thing he’d do without being asked to do it.

For his concluding statement of strength and endurance, he would spend an entire day tracking around the immense forest expanse, and also the forest in which he started in. Stretching once more for fundamental reasons, he smiled, pushing off as he entered into a prompt dart. His long, vibrant hair rushing behind his frame as he moved, and instantly, his strands of red couldn’t be soon anymore; he vanished under the influence of Shunshin. Darting, dipping, diving in-between the confines of the forest, Ryūsuke smiled grandly as he noticed how much more land he could cover without taking as many steps. His training was paying off and his product of success was evident through his faster approach and quickly reaction time while using Shunshin.

After twenty hours, Ryūsuke found himself concluding his training as he reappeared at the camp site. Packing up his things, he soon found soft yawns escaping his lips as he looked at his fingers. His hands were unsteady, and more soft exclamations of year continued to escape his lips. He was tired. Smiling, he decided to spend one more night sleeping in the encompassing surroundings of nature. He wouldn’t get many more days like this and he wanted to truly embrace it. Taking one final sigh, he laid down, and his eyes slowly folded downwards… he fell asleep. His training was complete.

TAGGED » N/A
NOTES » Flashback continuation 3; Shunshin no jutsu

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ACTION: Training post.
LOCATION: A clearing in a heavily vegetated forest.
TIME OF DAY: Early morning.
WEATHER: The sun is hidden behind the clouds, however the sky is glowing as it's time for sunrise.
TAGS: Korasawa Akemai, Uchiha Ryūsuke
COLORS: May
WORD COUNT: 502
OTHER: Daah, finally I figured out what she can do XD And nice flashbacks :P /is totally jealous.

As she had thought, Ryūsuke had seen right through her plan. Or so she thought. But as she formed the hand sign something glimmered in front of one of the Ryūsukes. Her eyes widened as she realized her fate, the glitter like substance shone in the light and she could tell automatically what exactly it was. May didn't know another time when her own experiences would come in handy, but being able to preform the exact same Jutsu she would know. Her weapons exploded, and the Ryūsukes leaped over her and into the forest. May could roughly see where the real one landed, as for the clones is exploded into fire. So he was a Katon user, but something still seemed to be hiding. Was he really trying to kill her?

Quickly, May searched for a plan. Many things popped up but only one seemed possible. Scanning the forest behind her, she had merely a few seconds to find and object to suit her. There! May's eyes focused on a boulder maybe as tall as her legs. "Alright." She said to herself, quickly forming the right seals. She only got a glimpse of the hot embers flowing her way before she moved. "Kawarimi no Jutsu." She basically whispered as the heat burnt her throat. It was overwhelming, but then, she was in the forest. Roughly 5 yards to where she was standing just a moment before. She automatically reached to her throat to make sure no damage was made.

However the fire was moving closer to the forest and it gracefully licked the trees. "Smooth move, creating a forest fire and all." May rolled her eyes and glanced around. She hadn't exactly determined the place she had moved to, but she soon regain her location and sprinted to her side. "He's over here somewhere." She breathed, rushing to the general location where Ryūsuke landed. May wanted to move faster, thus she preformed another quick hand seals while standing securely behind a tree. "Kekkai Tengai Houjin." She whispered and she automatically felt another source of chakra. It was to her left, and higher up.

She rushed through the few trees and was given the glimpse or crimson colored hair. "Think fast." she said aloud, almost chuckling, his back was to her and there was a slim chance he would see her, she was light on her feet and barley made a sound. Her arm extended and from that a Shuriken blazed through the air, striking the vary tree he was perched on. It looked like a lousy job, but May liked those explosive tags. Barely a second later there was a large crack and the weapon exploded. May didn't know if he'd escaped that one, but she rushed forward in hopes of seeing his reaction. He did almost kill her with that flaming mist, no it was her turn.

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Shuriken x1/5
Rank: D
Type: Secondary / Ranged
Special: 5 per Pack.
Description: A shuriken, like kunai, is one of the more basic weapons employed by ninja of all classes. They are sharpened, four-pronged metal stars, no more than a few inches long, and are extremely useful for throwing. Although small, they can be used to distract, or, if accurate enough, to kill. They have an open circle in the center, used for grabbing with a finger, to avoid cutting oneself, or to put thread through. The circle is also a benefit in aerodynamics, as it ensures more accurate trajectories.
Cost: 100 Ryo per Pack
Exploding Note x1/6
Rank: D
Type: Tool / Area of Effect
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Special: 10 per pack
Description: The exploding note is a piece of parchment paper infused with special chakra, layered over with a special script on it that serves to enable and facilitate its explosive properties. Its execution is simple - the ninja can attach the note to another object such as a kunai or log, and upon activation, the note is set and begins either a slow countdown burn, which eventually results in a large explosion, or the explosion in itself upon command.
Cost: 500 per Pack
Kawarimi no Jutsu (Body Replacement Technique)
Rank: E
Type: Supplementary / Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Special: Switch is near-instantaneous. When first learned, Kawarimi can only be used once per thread, plus one more each time retrained. Can only be used once per turn, regardless of retraining.. Requires the user to switch with objects equal or smaller in size; cannot switch with other living people or animals.
Description: This jutsu lets the user quickly switch places with another nearby object, such as a plant (normally a section of a log), an animal, the moment an attack hits. This creates an optical illusion, making the enemy think the attack was successful. The user can then use this confusion to escape or launch a counter-attack - i.e. exploding tags can be attached to the replacement for an added surprise.
Domain: Academy Student Ninjutsu.
Kekkai • Tengai Houjin (Barrier • Dome Method Formation)
Rank: C
Type: Supplementary / Defensive / Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 50 meters
Chakra: Low - Very High
Special: Rank determines level, and type of chakra that is detectable - 'D' rank is 10 meters, and each rank increases by 10. Must be still in order to use.
Description: Kekkai • Tengai Houjin is a Ninjutsu technique named a barrier jutsu due to the field of chakra that it disperses around. After having their hands come together, the user can extend a sensory barrier to detect the movements of a hidden foe. Should the field touch their opponent, the user will know their position immediately.
Domain: Universal Ninjutsu.

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真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 10: Taking Flight

From his tree top rapture, Ryūsuke looked on at the searing nirvana in which his technique circuitously conjured. A clumsy mistake on his behalf, but more so a miscommunication between the two Genin. While the Uchiha was more posed in his demeanor and showed a more psychologically stable background, they were both equally unimposing in their delivery. What much could he have done regarding the actions that led to this moment? Having anxiously displayed his technique, and ever more maladroitly also set the entire forest aflame and instead of peering into a deep emerald forest, he found himself gawking into a vivid orange inferno.

From his positioning, he could clearly see into the trenches of the former combat zone, including the now pondering May who looked as if she was planning something. The flames grew closer, and without prejudice or munificence, they approached quickly, and with indifference as to who they claimed as their victim. While a hint of concern lingered in his heart, Ryūsuke retained a confident expression. He was sure she could avoid, and if not, he would rush in to save her. A technique within his armaments to quickly cover distance he could have easily swept her off her feet if she was endangered. Nonetheless would either learn if the difficulty setting of this experience was set on novice?

Hands gripping the branch in which he perched on, the Uchiha directed his attention solely on May, who now appeared to be panicking as she looked around. His fingernails tensing into the bark and teeth gritting against one another, the crimson-haired Genin was seconds away from reacting and directing a liberate for his new companion. Before leaping down, the mocha-haired Kunoichi exploded into a thick view of mist, and as it dispersed, a small boulder stood in its wake, resting within a circle of flames. She vanished. Most likely using the Kawarimi no Jutsu to escape discreetly. However, the question now was; where did she go?

Diverting his attention from the conflagration, and now focusing on the task at hand, being to find his training partner, Ryūsuke’s vivid purple eyes scanned the area methodically and succinctly. Something didn’t sit well, and while he couldn’t pinpoint her location, the slight crackling of leaves and twigs sounded. “Where are you…?” He inquired to himself, realizing the problem he was currently in as he continued to stalk the lower foundation with eyes carefully glued to the scene. . Suddenly a loud and obnoxious “Think fast!” resonated, and Ryūsuke alerted his eyes to the direction in which the sound came from, as well as the approaching whistle that followed.

She appeared from within the forest, and stood some yards off. But that didn’t concern him. The Shuriken attached to the limb, laced in explosive tags caught him off guard and before he could react, accurately, he was forced to leap, as the trap exploded, forcing him some yards off into the distance. “Arrrghh!” He shrieked. Arms crossed across his chest, attempting to relieve pressure as portions of his kosode and forearms were seared, bruised with numerous burn marks. fortunately, reflexes of a Shinobi paid. If he hadn’t had leaped, he would have been in the direct center of the explosion.

Smacking against the ground, Ryūsuke tumbled, rolling until his body loss momentum as he stopped. Resting on the ground, he twitched for a moment, and gradually lifted himself up, forming hand seals close to his chest as he prepared his next assault. He wouldn’t allow his opposition to win, or at least in such a manner that would harm his life. He was ready for her, but would she be ready for what he had planned?

TAGGED » May
NOTES »

[❥SKETCHPAD]

ACTION: Training post.
LOCATION: A clearing in a heavily vegetated forest.
TIME OF DAY: Early morning.
WEATHER: The sun is hidden behind the clouds, however the sky is glowing as it's time for sunrise.
TAGS: Korasawa Akemai, Uchiha Ryūsuke
COLORS: May Ryūsuke
WORD COUNT: 291
OTHER: Haha it's short -- and I could have made it longer, but I'm interested in what Ryūsuke's gonna do xD

As May pulled herself through the smoke, she could almost make out Ryūsuke's grunt. It was coming from above her, which meant he jumped. She cussed under her breath and pulled to the side, slipping up against a tree. A loud thump fallowed, and May peered around her shoulder. The boy was laying on the ground, barely 3 yards from her. He got up quickly, and something flashed through his eyes. Excitement? Intimidation? Confidence? That must be it because the sides of his mouth turned and he almost smiled, leaving May to watch him preform some hand signs. May had no idea what he was going to do but she had to stop it, last time he preformed a jutsu he nearly created a forest fire. She had to think. No Ninjutsu this time, she'd fight him up close.

Her Taijutsu needed improvement, but having always gotten in fights when she was younger May knew exactly where to hit. And although Ryūsuke is much bigger than her, she thought she might have a chance. Of coarse other plans flashed through her mind, but hand to hand combat sounded inviting and fun, plus they were training and what better way to train that to fight up close. But those hand seals, they meant something and May was almost nervous of going to close, but he do something that was too rational.

She slid out from behind the tree and dove in front of him. Something was different, his posture, his smile, May couldn't tell. But she drew her arm up and attempted to punch him in the jaw, only to miss and revert to her foot, which cleared the air between them and attempted impact on his gut.

[Trigga]

真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 11: Taking Flight

Hands sliding across one another, forming the foundation for the jutsu. The fingers interweaved and interlocked, immediately falling apart and resurfacing anew as the Uchiha continued on the groundwork for his technique. Nothing would stop him from demonstrating the potential of a Shinobi who held no genius stature, yet was born with a heart of gold. He wasn’t above the typical, nor did anyone within his clan regard him as such. Though skilled, unless he could attest his worth, Ryūsuke was nothing more than a rendering aspect in the eyes of his father. And though he prided himself on only being himself, the small housing of wanting to please the man that aided in his birth always haunted the crimson-haired Uchiha.

Through his focal vision, the Uchiha could see May approaching, which was perfect and soon he dragged his arms back, namely his right to his back pouch, and his left out into the opening as he widen his jaws. Utilizing the Kasumi Enbo no jutsu once more, the Genin released a large veil of mist, which would most likely slam into May if she continued on. If she didn’t stop, she would be covered in the combustible oil, and a circumstantial reoccurrence of prior events might transpire. Nonetheless, the crimson-haired Genin had such a plan that made evasion a priority for her regardless. He lacked a clone to ignite the flames, and she didn’t toss an explosive, so maybe she would assume this technique wasn’t lethal.

Jumping back some feet for safe measures, the Uchiha effectively escaped the Kunochi’s arm length if she continued on. Nonetheless, his onslaught wouldn’t end there for he pulled out a small palatable substance and placed it into his mouth, chewing quickly before spitting another series of flammable substance into the opening. As he did so, the Uchiha formulating another set of hand seals as he prepared another technique.

Standing on the ground, the Uchiha waited and instantly along his side, another cloud of smoke appeared, stepping from within, his clone emerging as it stood in a defensive stance. Not motioning to attack, the two were both perfectly defensive for the moment as their area in front of them was covered in a substance that if sparked would instantly light up the morning’s sky without a doubt. Hopefully May wasn’t as brash Ryūsuke assumed. expectantly she would know how to react; after all, he wasn’t trying to kill her, or die in the process. If she continued on, not only would she fall into the mist waltz technique, but as well as his secondary guardian, being his concealed ember.

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Concealed Mouth Ember
Rank: C
Type: Secondary / Ranged
Special: 5 per pack
Description: When going into battle, a ninja may store a small combustible ember in their mouth. The ember must be bitten to be activated. The ninja can then spit the ember at a combustible substance to help ignite it, with the blast no more than a foot or two of concussive force capable of ignition, with assistance.
Cost: 500 Ryo per Pack

Kasumi Enbu no Jutsu (Mist Waltz Technique) [-50 exp]
Rank: C
Type: Offensive / Katon Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 10 meters
Special: Enhances all Katon techs by a single rank in damage. Travels 10 meters, plus 10 more each time retrained.
Description: As its name implies, the Mist Waltz is just that – a vicious mist expelled by the user through their mouth at high speeds, which, when in contact with any form of flame, will create a napalm like explosion, enhancing the fire and even creating disastrous fires which quickly spread and burn. The user must be careful however, as any Fuuton jutsu of equal or greater rank could easily blow back the mist and turn the effects on the user.
Domain: Katon

Katon Bunshin no Jutsu (Fire Clone Technique) [-50 exp]
Rank: C
Type: Offensive / Katon Ninjutsu
Range: See sepcial!
Special: Clone speed matches that of the user, and can go anywhere the user can. Up to one clone can be made at a time, plus one more each time retrained. Explosion range covers 5 meters.
Description: With this technique, the Katon user is able to call upon aid from a perfect copy of themselves. Comprised purely of a most intense fire, this clone retains the user movement speed and can share linked mental judgement. Best of all, due to its flowing essence, many solid physical attacks pass through the clone, burning instead whatever was used to strike them. Finally, when defeated, the clone explodes into a blast of flame that aims to take over the nearest opponent available in the form of napalm.
Domain: Katon

[Icarus]

+97 Ryusuke
+47 May

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真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 0.5: Flashback


The next morning came without surprise as the Uchiha was awaken by the shimmering rays of the sun, and punctual arrival of the morning breeze. It was time to begin his training for the day, and of course to intensify it as compared to yesterday’s endeavors. He woke up, and could scarcely move at first with the weights, forgetting that were on. After a while, he relaxed himself, and with some effort, stood up on his own. Making his way outside his exhibition area, and washing himself, cleaning away the remnants of fatigue he held in his body, the Uchiha was ready to begin. Setting up a series of four sang bags, used for simulation of bodies, fitted even with limbs of sorts, Ryūsuke smiled.

Taking a stance, finally awake for the most part, he yawned, relieving his final breath of overtiredness, soon rushing forward. He moved with great speed, amazingly better then what he could have presented before with the weights if he neglected training his body in them first. Soaring, ducking and dodging nothing but air, Ryūsuke equipped his ascent forward to replicate him actually eluding a crowd and attempting to get the prize. He approached, nearing the four dummies, and soon with a powerful leap, exerting more energy than desired, he launched himself in the air. Spiraling, he reached his leg out, and with a large thumb, cracked his calf against the neck region of the central mannequin.

Hitting the ground seconds later due to gravity, Ryūsuke didn’t let up his assault, and soon he jumped once more, releasing a series of strong, swift punches and kicks with controlled motions. Hitting all the dummies analytically, the Uchiha worked away at the sand bag replicas attempting to dismantle them as best he could. Kiniro reminded him that he may face opponents who outnumbered him in combat, and no matter how skilled he was, he must be cognizant of his surroundings, which soon brought another idea to his mind as he discharged one final punch, with placed a large indent into the further right dummy’s head. Landing on the ground, and stepping back to where he first started, he looked around.

From there, he set up a number of traps, triggered when he did a certain task, as cutting a rope, or moving a configuration. By skillfully utilizing a number of Rocks, bladed weapons, and twigs, in unanimity with rope, steel wires, and baskets, Ryūsuke set up a controlled death trap, aimed to assault from each side, leaving no angles to elude, but defend against. Setting the traps to trigger when he attacked the dummies, Ryūsuke sighed contently, stretching once more as he readied himself for a potentially lethal experience. If he made even the slightest mistake, he would kill himself, that wasn’t the blunder issue at all. An ensnare designed to test flexibility, agility, and reflexes, Ryūsuke was now outfitted with the mentality to continue on.

Kneeling down, touching the ground with both hands, fingers extended out, Ryūsuke sighed once more, continuing into breathing in, then out, and soon without warning, rushed forward. Alarming speeds he exerted, even wearing the weights as he continued on, the world around him appearing to be nothing more than a blur in his peripherals as he rushed the forest. He knew what was going to happen, and though he couldn’t exactly time the trap to occur giving the sheer quantity of paraphernalia he set up, he could at least be ready for the inevitable. And with that, and a single jump, Ryūsuke, with a series of two kicks, and two punches, unleashed singular hell upon the four dummies, flipping off one high into the air as the sound of wire snapping sounded. The traps triggered, and it was now his turn.

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真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 0.6: Flashback


From the surrounding area, once strapped to the side of trees, to the ground, hidden in shrubs and brushes, and resting under piles of leaves, an uncountable number of sharp stones shot forward in the air, and downward from the sky; their central location of convergence being the location where Ryūsuke now rested in the sky. Eyes shifting, and realizing what was happening around him, the Uchiha’s smile faded and soon he found himself coiling through the air. Acrobatically, he spun without fail, his legs navigating through the air, as his arms foiled inward and outwards eluding all that came near him. Kicking and deflecting away the majority of the tools, Ryūsuke successfully defended himself, up until the end as loud shrieks of pain echoed through the air and a loud thump signaled as the Uchiha fell to the floor.

Loud gasps for air sounded, as Ryūsuke attempted to pick himself up from the ground, a struggle to hold his own mass evident as blood ran down the sides of his legs, arms, and across his chest and narrowly to the side of his neck. Numerous cuts and gashes were present on his body, and some traces of steel lunged into his body. ”Arrrrrgh! Ryūsuke announced in pain as he pulled a series of twigs from his leg, and a single rocks that was impaled into his back. Fortuitously, he was fast enough to avoid lethal impalement. Nonetheless, he suffered enough damage to license his exercise as fatal in its own right. Nonetheless, after catching his breath and setting everything back up, Ryūsuke would continue at the exercise again till he got it.

After two hours of setting everything up once more, and watching as the day was passing by, Ryūsuke, covered in his own blood and sweat was prepared to attempt this once more. First time he was lucky, but could he cheat death once again? Taking to stance on the ground once more, akin to a runner’s starting mannerism, he pushed off from the ground, and with nimble feet, continued on unto his closed in on his imitation. Having a better idea of what to expect now as opposed to his first attempt, the Uchiha’s chances of success weren’t as slim as before. He actually had a chance to realize such a daring feat.

Smacking the dummies across the head once more, this time completely severing their heads from the bodies, Ryūsuke spun out once more, flipping backwards as the cables snapped, and soon again found himself mid-air, evading all that came his way. Spiraling, twisting, coiling, rotating, gyrating, coupled with deflects and counters, Ryūsuke successfully managed to survive this ambush unmarked as he spent a decent five minutes in the air, working off the tall trees and mountain walls to suspend himself with each leap. Landing on the ground promptly afterwards, the Uchiha sighed he landed on his face, worn out. His training was indeed intense, and not only did he lose sweat, but also blood. Nonetheless, the end results were what mattered, and from what he could see. He was making great progress.

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真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 0.7: Flashback

Another day, another dollar, or at least another day of training, which held just as much value as money ever could in Ryūsuke’s eyes. Quickly he jumped up, weights still on, as they seemingly unfazed him. Having grown use to them, he involuntarily wore them. Bathing, having forgot to last night in sheer exhaustion, Ryūsuke was barely able to remove the dried blood stains from his body and clothing, nonetheless, he did so, and feeling more unperturbed and having healed a great bulk since he slept, Ryūsuke could only assume it was a superiority passed on by his father; after if he died, so did the dream of becoming stronger. No one wanted that, nonetheless, Ryūsuke was grateful as he smiled and exited his tent and headed towards the opening. This was his last day of training, and he was rather relieved. He spent so much time alone progressing; he almost forgot how to socialize.

Without notice, he vanished, entering into a Shunshin as he danced around the air. Emerging from his instantaneous movement, he discharged a number of punches and kicks aimed at the sky, yet he moved with such a impetus and velocity that his limbs seemed like blurs to the untutored eye. It was surreal, how much he had grown in the little time he trained in the forest. Nonetheless, with hours and hours under his belt, only sleeping five hours a night, it wasn’t a surprise that he was moving so fast. Taking the lessons of his partner, Kiniro, Ryūsuke projected his growth ten-fold as he used what he learned in the past, to better develop himself for the future.

For a solid seven hours, he completed the exercise. Jumping in and out of his Shunshin, executing strike after strike, Ryūsuke went so far as to punch boulders with his bare hands, and cause petite tremors with kicks to the ground. He stepped, whipping his face and relieving his pores of sweat and arid skin, and smiled. His training was complete, and now he could go home. He felt much stronger, and with that, he gathered his items, and equipment, only to exit the area. He was almost ready to realize his ambition. Only a few more steps to take before he reached the infinite expanse of his prospective ocean.

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NOTES » Flash back

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ACTION: Training post.
LOCATION: A clearing in a heavily vegetated forest.
TIME OF DAY: Early morning.
WEATHER: The sun is hidden behind the clouds, however the sky is glowing as it's time for sunrise.
TAGS: Korasawa Akemai, Uchiha Ryūsuke
COLORS: May
WORD COUNT: 414
OTHER: Sorry for the wait :P

His hands were blurred as they formed seals and May only got a glimpse at them while she striked. Being distracted she missed buy a long shot, and pulling back to strike again stopped as the boy blew out what looked like glitter in the mourning sun. "Are you kidding me?" She grunted as she quickly jumped back for her own safety, flaring at Ryūsuke as he did the same. "Again?" she grumbled and sagged her shoulders. She was tired of these games, she wanted to hit him. The mist seemed to be moving closer to her and as he spit something on the ground May knew she would have to act.

Quickly she searched the brush behind him, focusing on what looks like a fallen tree branch. Her eyes lingered back to Ryūsuke, who had summoned a clone and seemed to be awaiting her attack. She knew he had sprayed mist around her, she also knew that at any moment the clone could explode. It was hard to tell, but when she squinted May could see the mist glimmer. Great, it was about a yard away from her and was getting closer. Plus she knew there was the same moisture clinging to her skin. At least she had a plan, but it was only going to work if she timed it right. Ryūsuke looked ready and was in a defensive stance, as well as his clone who stood right next to him. Did they expect her to run through the mist and get blow up? Was he really trying to kill her? Two could play at that game, but May didn't really think Ryūsuke had those intentions. It would be May's decision to run into the mist or not. "I choose not." She said under her breath.

The mist was getting closer, pushed by the slight breeze that chilled May's skin. Again, it lurked forward, almost to May's feet. The time was right and May formed a quick seal. Then, before locking eyes with Ryūsuke she quickly flicked a shuriken in the clones direction. Then, she was gone.

Hopefully the shuriken was distracting enough, as well as it hopefully taking out the clone. Now, May stood behind Ryūsuke, where the tree branch once was. May did not intend on wasting any time, so quickly she rushed forward, bringing her foot up to pummel into Ryūsuke's back.

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Shuriken x1/4
Rank: D
Type: Secondary / Ranged
Special: 5 per Pack.
Description: A shuriken, like kunai, is one of the more basic weapons employed by ninja of all classes. They are sharpened, four-pronged metal stars, no more than a few inches long, and are extremely useful for throwing. Although small, they can be used to distract, or, if accurate enough, to kill. They have an open circle in the center, used for grabbing with a finger, to avoid cutting oneself, or to put thread through. The circle is also a benefit in aerodynamics, as it ensures more accurate trajectories.
Cost: 100 Ryo per Pack
Kawarimi no Jutsu (Body Replacement Technique)
Rank: E
Type: Supplementary / Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Special: Switch is near-instantaneous. When first learned, Kawarimi can only be used once per thread, plus one more each time retrained. Can only be used once per turn, regardless of retraining.. Requires the user to switch with objects equal or smaller in size; cannot switch with other living people or animals.
Description: This jutsu lets the user quickly switch places with another nearby object, such as a plant (normally a section of a log), an animal, the moment an attack hits. This creates an optical illusion, making the enemy think the attack was successful. The user can then use this confusion to escape or launch a counter-attack - i.e. exploding tags can be attached to the replacement for an added surprise.
Domain: Academy Student Ninjutsu.

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真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 0: Taking Flight

The two inched closer to where May once stood as the woman ventured backwards, attempting to escape the grasp of the mist. While the clone snickered, the real Ryūsuke retained his demeanor, as if not trying to become over confident in this situation. While May pushed evasion and the defensive for the majority of this dispute, one couldn’t discredit her lethality. While she herself demonstrated enough skill to end the Uchiha’s life if he slipped up even momentarily. One for perfect and optimism, he ideally didn’t want to fall victim to death, and while this was only training, Ryūsuke couldn’t help but speculate what her attentions were.

The clone took the forefront, and soon found him peering into the distance, as a cloud of smoke emerged, and May vanished, replaced by another material that took the full force of the mist. She used the substitution technique, and repetition ensued. This fight was only growing more intriguing with each passing moment. Turning around to face its counterpart, the clone quickly sidestepped, evading the incoming skuriken just barely as Ryūsuke quickly eased behind him. “There!” the clone signaled pointing in the opposite direction as the kunoichi entered into combat range, rushing to attack her foe. Nodding, the real Uchiha rushed forward, and the clone followed.

Now a game of cat and dog, the two Uchiha similitude’s rushed into the air ahead, the ground was moist though they had little problems getting there. Turning around quickly to face the approaching May, Ryūsuke stood behind his clone, somewhat off to the side allowing him to see her coming. This was perfect, as soon as she’d approach, he would trigger phase two. Hopefully she forgot, or assumed the differences in their location. Nonetheless, if not, plans still flew high in his mind. And while their current environment was drenched in flammable mist, the subtlety of the air always was forthcoming. They waited on her now.

TAGGED » May
NOTES » Katon Bunshin

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ACTION: Training post.
LOCATION: A clearing in a heavily vegetated forest.
TIME OF DAY: Early morning.
WEATHER: The sun is hidden behind the clouds, however the sky is glowing as it's time for sunrise.
TAGS: Korasawa Akemai, Uchiha Ryūsuke
COLORS: May
WORD COUNT: 293
OTHER: Okay, someone needs to get hit eventually luul. And I know this is short, but honestly I'm lost on what to do XD

The fact that Ryūsuke ran straight into the mist was suspicious. May didn't want to kill him. . was he really that stupid? She could blow a simple fireball and he would explode, burst into flames. Why had he done such a thing? If he was that foolish wouldn't he deserve to die? No, May wouldn't take herself to do such a thing, so instead she stood there awkwardly, peering at Ryūsuke and his clone. He had avoided every single on of her attacks, and she had escaped his. They were on the exact same level, it would be impossible for one of them to get an advantage like this. One fireball, a few seals. "No." She said aloud, scowling. Was he testing her? Did he want to know what her real intentions were?

"You're standing in the mist, I could form a simple fireball and you'd explode instantly. What are you doing?" She frowned, and relaxed a little bit. He could however just be distracting her, so she couldn't let off her guard yet, however her muscles were on fire and her body refused to do much more. Frustrated she pulled a piece of her hair to her mouth, instantly chewing on it. She didn't want to attack, didn't want to be lured into the mist. But she also didn't really want to defend herself, but she would and she took a few steps back away from Ryūsuke. She wasn't going at him, not here and now. What did he want? May was so mad she almost felt like forming those few seals and blowing him to pieces, but instead she glared at him, keeping their eyes locked. She wasn't moving.

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真紅
Pivotal Point

Entry # 0: Taking Flight

Ryūsuke sighed contently, feeling a bitter sweet moment sweeping across his being as May neglected to either rush in behind him, or attack with her own tactic. Standing in the middle of the oil ridden field, the Uchiha and his clone waited on any sign or response from the opposing woman, nonetheless she didn’t say anything. She stood gawkily, looking on incongruously as if he committed some crime, or did something so Machiavellian that her taste in the battle was ruined. He couldn’t fathom a end result, nonetheless, he didn’t bother inquiring until he got a word or whole comment from her.

Placing one hand behind the back of his hand as she spoke, the Uchiha laughed enchantingly, cautious not to allow arrogance to show, nonetheless, he was rather confident in his own rejoinder to her statement. Stepping forward, the clone dispelled, vanishing in a veil of smoke as the Uchiha dropped his guard and continued on towards the woman in front of him. She was tense, and her body was stiffened with emotions and conflicting goals and ambitions. Had this battle really place such stressful strains on the woman that she couldn’t function appropriately? He wouldn’t inquire into her personal life, or wonder why she acted as such.

“Well, If you planned to follow, or continue on in your motion, I would have detonated the clone myself. Your clothes are stained from prior encounters and even elevated heat would have triggered a spark. I could have easily dodged from a distance if you planned another projectile assault.” He exclaimed, stopping in front of May as he extended his arm out for a hand shake. They had done good thus far and the battle was something he truly admired. They could continue on, nonetheless, he needed to one thing, and that was could May be trusted. If she shook his hand, that was a sign she was trustful, and her murderous intent was just reflexive.

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