Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-26021384-20170819004024/@comment-25955740-20170822064339

Shit.  Persisted lot they were, she thought. Proficiency or determination to eat? Trivial. That was completely unimportant, what was important was how they posed a collective and respectable problem against the success of this mission and her pay grade—‘spite her fancy attire. Dwelling not on the odds against them, her inefficiency and incompetence, she recalled a memory not to distant. There was a time, a point in time, where there was no pain, no sadness nor a single sensation of depression; defined in purpose and ambition, she had more than a mere goal. Those long days, those bareless hours, the tremble in her lungs as she choked and gagged on water, the excruciating and infuriating to use a jutsu beyond her ability to support, that was when she wanted to prove something, to prove she could be an amazing ninja, despite those who shunned her and yet, she showed them not, fading into the background as a mere ghost that never once spoke, until.. She was drifted. It was this memory that she formed with three people that made her realize something, she wasn’t as useless and as giftless as she thought, and for once, she could actually prove that. To where she rejected and turned her head, spitting daggers from her mouth, it took a boy two years younger than her to bring her to his earth, the earth he shared with others, being an Uchiha or two along the way, one impressionable and the other, impressionable in her own way, she’d admit, they had no true friendship, but she learned, they were broken like her in their own way and if she could admit it, she couldn’t understand them, but she understood the suffering of hearts, despite how wicked, batter or broken they were. To be relied on, it was so tender, to have a call and finally be able to alter the fate of someone, to control their demise and rise; their existence. It was at this moment, she learned of something she wanted. She wanted to preserve that, the heart , protect the hearts that slowly faded, even if her own heart was to vanish, was that so selfish? The thought was comforting, the idea felt warm, and lastly, she saw the fine point and line of something Godric said— Idiot , she truly could be one.   A shield, she could finally be; rejected not. In action, rather, in reaction. Spiralling within their direction, it seemed these ignoble and barbaric varmints known as the scum stains of the race known human beings, held a sense of craftsmanship in the Ninjutsu arts. Slapping her palms together, her pinky and ring fingers curled in a lock as her index, middle and thumb finger pressed together; performing the tiger hand seal. “ You have a frame of five . ” She spoke out to Michirama, he’d understand that’s how long he’ll have to dismember those that opposed them, until she was unable to defend anymore. Within the same instance of the first seal she crafted, was the moment jumped into action to deal with their issue at hand, instantaneously behind the tiger seal, her body was engulfed in a misty flame, she exerted her chakra and withdraw as much water as she could from her body, collecting as much water vapor that existed within the air, creating a spheres, shaky and trembling spheres as her chakra control could very, and it did so, she compensated this by chakra and possibly, for a moment, her determination and this feeling of ‘belonging’ for the first time, guided her control a bit better than it should; fueling her to her best. Kindling in her stomach, water almost every inch of her body started to convert, but she kept enough to keep her from going through dehydration, she had that much control, at least. It was funny, in a memory that sung to her, she remembered learning this jutsu, she learned because of something like this, to protect someone or something, but, she was going to alter it a bit. In this hasteful order, to the best of her ability and to all her focus, it felt like second nature, a nature that she punished herself into, just to prove a point within this cruel world. Tiger → Snake → Rat → Snake → Tiger, that was the order, she remembered it without any issue, because of her foolishness and possibly, her effort to prove a point, all those that mocked her for having just one jutsu, can finally kiss her silky-honey-ivory ass cheek, because just knowing this one jutsu, specializing in just this one jutsu, allowed her to have a bit of an advanced control over it.   To the time that Michirama dealt with the swirling water known as bullets, it appeared it bought her the perfect amount of time, removing her left hand from the seal, she held her right hand in the tiger seal, just halved, taking a sharp and deep inhale, her chest expanded, filling with as much water as she could in the size of her expanding body, flipping of her mask upward, she stood close to the edge of the boat and finally, within that same instance of a second, she opened her mouth and like a concentrated stream, water flowed from her mouth— <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Please, just this once; Suiton: Suijinheki. <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> To the spheres of water that collected and formed in front of her, those were added to the pool that same out of her mouth, aimed to the swamp their boat found itself in. The instant the water touched the swamp water, two things happened, her chakra started to intermingle with it and the second? Shooting up from the water, a wave molding around the boat created a wall that towered eighteen feet, taking, no, guiding the water with her left hand, she used whatever control she had to mold this wall around the boat, this was not just from her body, but the swamp that became tainted by her chakra, it wasn’t perfect as it was slow, but it moved by the lesser second, than the greater seconds. Closing her eyes, she focused to all her might, to every inch of it, she was feeling through the water, <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">being <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> it if she could. Coiling around the boat, her left and right hand now started to guide this water to circle around the boat, it wavered and it wanted to fall apart, but she wasn’t taking that, because for once, she wasn’t going to be a failure, even if it hurt her; her mission and job was important. Once molded around the boat, it was about eight feet in thickness and to finalize this, she used the purest form of this water, the water from her stomach, which was located at the base of this jutsu, that formed the lead of this now wavering dome. Having the last bit of water leave her mouth, she closed her mouth. Once completed, a single hand placed the mask back down, before both hands placed themselves back into the tiger seal, as now, she focused on maintaining this <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">dome <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">. Swirling in a motion, the dome had motion, meaning, if they or any creature tried her, they’ll be attempting to give through a current that would possibly slow them down, or spit them out at the stop, forcing them back to how they started. She wanted to be able to hold it still, but she realized, holding it still would cause her to lose all the control and break it, thus, she was wasting all this chakra for nothing, despite her horrible chakra control, this was one jutsu she was the best at, one that she placed so much time into perfecting when she went to school, because everyone mocked and teased her. Possibly, that’s why she altered it so simply, simply being difficulty with ease. <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">The succession of this derived jutsu would more than like be based on the distance between her and the enemy, alone with their possible delay from Michirama’s pressed attack, meaning, there seemed to be no failure inbound. Considering, chakra was placed everyone, moving the water was like.. Moving a cart.. Up a tall hill. The con of this, the horrid flaw, was the chakra she had to place within this jutsu, almost equaling it to A-rank if not a bit higher, along with the fact it was a derived jutsu, with a base concept. The plus said already listed, they were safe so long as Munashi focused and forced herself to hold it. It was that this point, she’ll finally address her oh-so lovely napping Uchiha, that actually looked quite cute for this moment. “ <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Yahiko. Darling. Sunshine. Insert any lovely way to wake someone up in the most affectionate of ways that I can’t quite think of at this moment, because I’m focused on holding a jutsu I just derived of the single jutsu I just had; magically. <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She spoke, calm and quite tenderly; not a single inch of panic nor concern. Her right foot would find itself poking her Yahiko against the cheek as she spoke, because that’s all she could do.