Board Thread:Kirigakure Logs/@comment-27960448-20160327203929

''Mizumi does his best to imitate karihime from their previous training and learn the body flicker technique. ''

His eyes shifted from his person. Already dressed, the young boy with sapphire bangs of long hair  flowing over his shoulder and down onto his back. His kimono was hung in the wind, flowing gently in the breeze as he began his morning trot. Everything had been going smoothly, the chunin exams coming up faster than ever. He had to do what needed to be done in order to most definitely become best. His mind was in a fit of awe; just a few days ago he was training with Karihime and his speed was amazing. He had utilized a new, but simple technique and Mizumi was in envy. He had to learn it too, he'd do anything to learn it. How hard could it be? Profficient most in Ninjutsu, Mizumi saw it as his duty to properly formulate a proper plan here, in the grassy field, to learn that technique. He didn't even know the base for it, but from what he could tell it was chakra taxing, and took a large amount of perception and control. All of these things didn't strike fear into Mizumi, or make him feel like he couldn't learn this technique, after all of Kaari could do it so could he. He concentrated for the most part, and to him the first step was jogging his memory, and figuring out the very steps of what Kari had did just days before. Remembering step by step what had happened, he seemed to only remember Kari dissapearing and then reappearing shortly after. But what did he do in such a quick succession? This confused him, and for a moment he sat there and played with the blades of grass, trying to figure out where exactly he was going wrong and what he was missing, his mind slowly wandering elsewhere.

"Aha! The Tiger hand Seal."

Mizumi said, remembering that Kari had to form the tiger hand seal before doing anything. it was imperative, and necessary. He started with that, and simply focused his chakra in his entire body, but in a specific direction, trying to see if it worked in terms of eye sight. He hadn't moved, so he was pretty sure that that thesis was wrong. His hair hung heavily over his eyes, peering through, mint-green iris' taking sight of a field ahead. The grassland surrounded by trees was slowly losing its light, seeing as though he had started quite late. Nevertheless, he had plans of getting this done quickly, getting it done today. He had no time to fall behind, Ninjutsu was his specialty so this in all honestly should be exceptionally easy for him. He tried again and again but to no avail, was he able to be successful. He wasn't even moving. His feet were dug into the grass deeply, unable to truly make an attempt at appearing a short distance away, let-alone a long one. He had a long way to go but he hadn't the slightest doubt in his head that he would get it. As his frustration began to quell, he realized that maybe he was trying a bit too hard. He calmed himself, realizing that maybe if he calmed down, he would be able to reach some stature of success.

"Let's do it."

He said to himself in his head, his hands forming a ball, a fist. His knuckles were bony, sticking from his skin almost, sharp. His face turned sour, the sunlight fading over the treeline as he attempted more and more to reach the other side of the clearing, his chakra control proving unworthy in the present moment.

"Maybe it's the weight."

He had struck a light bulb, raelizing that maybe he couldn't move himself because he hadn't yet mastered the technique, so maybe, if he lessened the weight, things what get easier. His these would be put to the test. He took his fan out of its holster on his back, and took the pouches off that were attatched to his belt. Throwing the collection of tools to the ground, he began to start a running motion, forming the hand seal of the tiger once more in confidence. His running picked up in pace, as his exposed toes met with the moist grass to create discomfort. He focused once more, seemingly grunting as if that was the initiation to his success; but sadly he hadn't been that lucky. Mizumi was trying very hard, but sadly was getting no where. Was there somthing else he was missing? His quantity of chakra was reasonable, and he wasn't getting fatigued the slightest bit, so the mystery still stood. What was he not getting about such a simple technique. it would definetely prove useful in the exams, knowing for a fact that his intelligence would allow him to pass the examination part. But when it came to team cooperation, or 1 on 1 combat, his utilization of the body flicker technique would mean a lot. He had to grasp it. His hands clenched into fists once more, displaying his frustration as always. His brow curved inward to show some sort of anger, whilst his lids covered the luminescent glow of his eyes and hid them from the world. Birds fleeing trees could be hard, cawing, communicating with each other in perfect harmony. His eyes shifted upwards, as if he had reached a new level of focus, and confidence.  "What if he didn't teleport? What if he just moved faster.. what if he enhanced his own speed?"

It struck Mizumi like a bolt of lightning, and as he realized how easy it could actually be if he went about it in the right direction, he had proven his intelligece to himself. Mizumi was extremely smart, and perceptive, able to tactically analyze any situation. That was his skill, he was one to take a look at things before acting. But this time, he was so caught up in just getting back to Kari's level, that he had ignored a simple detail. He'd utilize it now, and definitely surpass Kari in its usage! Mizumi stood still this time, his toes bent against the surface beneath him in order to create the most formidable stance he could possibly think of.  "Ready..... GO!"

He said to himself, forming the tiger hand seals and looking straight ahead. He molded chakra into his feet and bean in a simple run, before his body had been displaced, his legs moving fast enough so that his body looked as if it wasn't there anymore. He exited the "jump" a few feet away, rolling in the grass from losing all forms of balance that he had. He did it~ ! He could do it!- he was so excited, but it seemed like he didn't have the best control of the technique. Even though he lacked control he'd definitely push harder to get where he wanted to be. But where was that exactly? It was quite frustrating to see. His vision was slightly blurring upon re-entry but that wouldn't discourage him. He went back and reverted to his previous stance, at his previous location, attempting to do the technique again, his chakra pool deminishing slowly at each attempt. After a while he could do it no problem; no problem at all. He was dissapearing into a puff of smoke and reappearing just a bit of feet away in almost an instant. His distance needed work but he would continue to work on it.

Panting slightly, Mizumi was slowly losing all his energy but was getting annoyed at the puff of smoke. It was so obvious, and to him, so loud. What could he do to counter that? Maybe he could put his own unique spin on the technique since he had already grasped it so easily? That'd be great. He realized that he liked the silent approach type of things, so that's what he would try. He thought of an amazing idea of infusing his wind chakra, with the body flicker technique, in order to create a wind-like body flicker technique. He worked on it time after time again, trying to make sure that he didn't dissapear into that annoying puff of smoke. Instead. After a while, he was exhausting himself, and realized that he would have to stop soon; but for the most part, he grasped the jutsu, the wind part.. he hadn't.. not yet at least. The thought of it initially excited him, as he hoped to see more success in his training. He walked away from the field with a quick glimpse at the fading sun. Deep footprints from his heavy footing pressed deeply into the grass to make a permanent figurehead.  "Things are getting easier, so I'm sure they'll get harder soon too.."

He said, raelizing he had a lot of hard work ahead of him in order to become a powerufl shinobi. 