Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28929139-20170821082019

For once, Sup Pung found herself at the tea house. It was weird just simply because literally just last week, it was crowded with people, and had been all day every day since she had arrived in Konoha. But then out of nowhere, it stopped. The cops showed up one day, shut the place down to search it for drugs and tore the place apart to do it. It eventually got patched up and some people came back, but it had taken a serious nose dive in business since then. While she knew how important it was to her aunt Mame that it stay busy so they could make money, Sup Pung was somewhat relieved. She was never a fan of crowds.

But since today was so dead, she figured why not get in some training? It was a simple jutsu she wanted to learn and she’d had the scroll on hand too. Sup Pung had been standing in as a hostess, but Shizuko never believed in taking breaks and there just wasn’t enough customers coming in that she really needed to do anything. So instead, she just remained in place at her seat near the center of the dining area while pulling the scroll out to read over the jutsu. It was pretty straight forward and allegedly didn’t even need hand seals.

After reading over the instructions, Sup Pung put the scroll down and immediately set to work, focusing her chakra on down to her feet, both of which she would touch to the floor. Little by little she could feel the small bit of chakra expand into a nice wide circle on the wooden flooring around her. She could also feel as the chakra split of and refined into solid lines and flattened against the floor. Rather unexpectedly, her head was soon flooded with an abundance of information that she was looking for so instantly. Still, as she concentrated, she could immediately pick up on the chakra signatures of at least ten people within fifteen feet of her. Since none of these patrons were ninja, most of them had miniscule auras that were nothing to sneeze at. That was all well and dandy, but now she wanted to play around with how much more she could do with this jutsu.

So now with her current span at fifteen feet, Sup Pung tried to push the pentagram out by another square foot, she had to concentrate and meditate on the stretch to keep it there, but she was able to pick up the signals of two other people as they walked over the pentagram in their trek toward the bar. That seemed to work, and as was the mantra in exercising….you always had a dozen one mores. SO! Sup Pung tried yet again to stretch the pentagram out by a foot and while it was a bit of a stretch, it was doable.

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An hour later, Sup Pung was still bored out of her mind and having played with her newly acquired sensing technique, she figured she would try learning yet another technique. This one was essentially the reverse of the jutsu she had just learned, Chakra Suppression. But since it would be vastly easier to use with another partner, Sup Pung utilized her sensing pentagram to be on standby for whenever an actual ninja did arrive. It wouldn’t be until nearly an hour later that one did show up, and it appeared to be a jounin. Or at least one with jounin’s capabilities, but all the same, she approached the brunette male and offered him a free lunch if he helped her practice, to which he agreed. Luckily for her, he did happen to have the sensing technique and he kept it on high alert for her light pink chakra signature. To make sure he was familiarized with it, Sup Pung would walk and do a full round about the tea house’s ground floor. No matter where she went, whenever she looked up, the jounin boy had his eyes on her and lifted a thumb’s up to signify that he could see her. However, once she was past the first round, without warning she began focusing on her chakra to shrink.

Much like the pentagram technique, this didn’t seem to require hand seals, which Sup Pung loved because it was inconspicuous and less of a stand out for her. So with enough focusing, she could feel herself, her sense of energy...disappear. So this time when she started to make her rounds, she would occasionally look up toward the boy and the first time he looked her in the eye and gave her a thumbs down and motioned with his hands to shrink down on her chakra. To this she nodded and focused harder, trying as much as possible to see invisible and maintained that though and feeling all through her next round. This time she walked a bit slower and tried even moving behind the decorative pillars within the teahouse to blend in more. Much to her delight when she looked up at the jounin now, he was actually looking around for her. When he did eventually spot her, he held a thumbs up to her. With a delighted smile, she now decided to try her luck by walking around closer to him. She started with a max distance of forty feet and kept her mind on a sense of nothingness while walking around him and it was great that even she visibly crossed his line of sight, he didn’t look up. When Sup Pung came in at the thirty foot line, the same effect would happen and even when walking around at a faster pace, he still didn’t look up. At twenty feet, she got the same treatment and inwardly she thought to herself how twisted she might have felt if this was a guy whose attention she was actually trying to garner. And finally at ten feet, Sup Pung walked behind him several times until finally she was standing directly behind him. ….And he didn’t look up.  