Board Thread:Kirigakure General RP/@comment-27960421-20170809025825

In a village in a rebuilding phase such as Kirigakure, it is hard for young shinobi to find a mentor to attach themselves too. A mentor search seems to be especially hard in this particular situation due to the inadequate amount of shinobi. A rising learner would be lucky enough to stumble upon someone that could perform a basic “C” rank jutsu, for there are an even smaller amount of skilled shinobi that walk the land of water. Saisei personally didn’t have his hopes up for any advanced jutsu; his sensei was the most skilled shinobi he’d ever seen, but was not always available when Saisei requested. He would resort to his family being the ones to help him excel in his training, but this skill level was not yet high enough to handle the Kenjutsu that they specialized in. His journey was dedicated towards the heart of the village where he could see if anyone had the will of Kirigakure still lingering in their bones. Most people were focused on trying to return the structural state of the village, but he asked around to see if anyone knew of a willing teacher. The majority of his conversations ended with no response or a simple no. There was no success in his search for a temporary sensei until one lady gave him a lead. “You’re looking for a sensei?”, She asked with a slight smile on her face. Saisei was hesitant to answer her question, because he wasn’t sure if the woman was implying that she could be his sensei. His thoughts didn’t contain any sexist emotions, although he did believe that she looked unqualified to be a shinobi. “Yea, I was trying to find someone, but it seems that everyone around here is dedicated to construction.” Saisei’s voice carried some traces of disappointment, but he tried his best not to show his emotional side. The lady’s faced lit up as if she was waiting to expel information. She stood up tall and pointed her finger towards her face with a smile, “I know someone that can teach you a thing or two!” Saisei looked at her with his one exposed eye; showing excitement that he could finally find someone to help him on his spare time. '''“Who!? Where can I find the shinobi?”,''' Saisei said with eagerness. The lady turned around with her hand upon her head and started to scout the area. “There!”, she said while pointing her fingers north of their location. '''“He should be there. The old academy building. A few people have been over there trying to bring it back into good shape for the next generation of shinobi.”''' Saisei locked on towards his location and ran off with full speed. His feet suddenly dug into the ground, causing smoke to scatter into the air from the exposed dirt. He brought his hand up and waved towards the lady, “Thank you!”, He said with immense gratitude. Saisei’s attitude towards his villagers started to transform from hate to love. Since the return of an organized military, Saisei has gained much respect for his nation, though his heart stilled filled for rage for outsiders. He ran towards the old academy; it was nothing but a basic frame of what it would soon to look like. He saw no one around and wasn’t sure if the lady’s words were credible. He gleamed deeper into the base and saw a man sitting down under the foundation. He hurried towards him full of eager to ask for assistance. When he arrived in visual distance of the man he suddenly stopped; his face dropped down in disappointment, for that the person that was in front of him was an elderly man. He wasn’t sure if this was the person that he was sent to meet, so his first words to the elder were “'''Where can I find an active shinobi? I was told there was one here”. The elderly man slightly chuckled and looked towards Saisei, “I don’t know about active, but I surely am a shinobi.” Saisei turned around and shook his head in disbelief, “thank you, but I was looking for someone that could assist me in some training.” “Hmph”,''' the elder said with some disappointment of his own. '''“A Kuriarare who wields the mask of Kusimaru gives up so easily? The hope for this generation is already over.”''' Saisei was stopped in his tracks by the man’s words. He was astonished that he was able to recognize a member of the clan just by the mask he wore. It made him realize that his clans honor was truly in his hands. He faced the man and looked him in his eye. “You knew the wielder of this mask?”, Saisei asked with curiosity to his family lineage. '''“No…not the original, but I did know of a man who was in entitled to the mask just as you are. He was a friend of mine, and he would be saddened by your lack of effort to achieve more power. I’m assuming you are here to request me to be your trainer. Sadly, I can’t do much after the most recent war. The most I can show you are two basic jutsu that are vital to be a Kirigakure assassin. They are fairly easy, but I will only show you the second one if you can learn the first.”''' Saisei was somewhat upset that he was limited to only being able to learn two jutsu, but he knew that two jutsu were better than one. He agreed to only being able to learn the first one for now and was excited to learn the new jutsu. The old man began to take deep breaths in intervals. Even though these techniques were fairly easy, it has probably been some time since he utilized his chakra for a jutsu. The elderly teacher turned his face towards laying wood from the academy’s foundation. He began to pucker his lips, and then spit out a few senbon-like projectiles formed from water. The projectiles were fast and pierced the wood. '''“This ability is used for stealth. Use it to catch your enemies off guard, or in silence. Aim for the vitals…The ability doesn’t have too much killing power, but it can if you play your cards right. I used to aim for the eyes.” '''Saisei listened to every word that his temporary sensei spoke to him. The jutsu seemed to be fairly easy and he was sure that he was going to be able to handle it. “There are no hand seals for this jutsu”, Saisei said with curiosity. The old man winked his eyes and said, '''“No, that’s the great thing about it. All it takes is for you to knead the chakra into your mouth and form the senbon, then you simply spit it out to your desired target. Try it.” '''Saisei was prepared to take on the task of the jutsu, especially since he realized that it was such an easy task. He started first by kneading his chakra, something that is basic to any jutsu. He felt the energy flow from his stomach and travel through his chest and throat. He had the water he felt was needed to produce the senbons, and was ready for the more challenging part of the jutsu. He took a couple of minutes trying to flow the chakra to a slimline projectile that was capable of piercing. It wasn’t a challenging task, but it did indeed take him some time. He only had one formed and his goal was to from four. He continued to mold the chakra induced water in his mouth into weapons of his own creation. Shortly as the all began to form he emulated his teacher’s actions and puckered his lips. After taking a nice inhale, he blew the senbons towards the wood just as he witnessed. The jutsu was a fairly easy technique, but it would take time for him to master his speed and precision. The old man congratulated Saisei with a slow hand clap. He continued applauding his short-term student and said to him, '''“Good, now I can show you the other technique, but I won’t let you leave her until you can keep up with me. The jutsu you just performed is called ‘Heavenly Weeping’. It’s a simple D rank that almost all water affinity shinobi know. The second technique you will learn today is.”'''  