Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-26021384-20170711070737

Rather than heading to a training ground today, Shien Kidame was in the Konoha library studying. He had gotten into the cicular building and into the section reserved for shinobi. It was like a clandestine secret society. When you entered the library you could go up four floors to different sections of literature, but only shinobi were allowed down into the underbelly. Of course they had lights down there for reading, but it was barried off from the public and guarded by four novice jounin. When the red haired boy approached and showed them his credentials, he was permitted inside and shown inside through the iron barred doors, down a staircase where an actual jounin was waiting to inspect his ID and body to see if he was who he said he was.

When it was confirmed, Shien was shown through and given free reign of the place up to the chunin leveled section. It was here he could find scrolls of all kinds that were up to his skill level. Shien had to walk around the circular crosswalk, looking up at the hanging signs that had the kanji for different scrolls for different techniques. Fire, water, no it wasn't that. He had heard the technique had no element. Genjutsu? No it wasn't that either. It certainly was not taijutsu. It fell under fuinjutsu. And when he found that section he looked down the row, it was like looking into the dark annals of all kinds of fuinjutsu. But thankfully it was alphabetized.

Walking down through the section, deeper into the building's perimeter, Shien had to get a step lader and climb up it halfway down the floor and get to the second highest shelf to find the L's. It was here he found the scroll for the Lightning Flash Blade Creation technique. He marked where the scroll was, went back out to the walkway and informed the librarian in charge of the scroll he wanted. All the scrolls were kept on chains and locks, and the librarian had to go back with a special transformation technique, turning their finger into the key itself to unlock the scroll and hand it to Shien. he was not permitted to leave the building with it and had to do all of his learning of this technique here.

Best commit it to memeory, he thought as he sat down at the closest table he could find, iluminated by a sphere of glowing light technique. When he opened up the scroll and examined its contents, Shien found inside the writings of how to draw the technique and space to practice it with a special disappearing ink. It looked simple enough, and the scroll was treated in a way that it would let him know somehow if he had done it right or not.

His skill in artistry allowed him the chance to do this with ease were it not for the fact it had to be done with a brush tip instead of a quill or pen. So any amount of pressure change could spell disaster or just the technique not working right for him.

Using the ink well on the end of the table, Shien dipped the brush in and read about the technique. It would allow him to store innumerable amounts of tools on his body, freeing himself up for other things to use so that he could have an arsenal without encumbering his bdoy. he would think about either tatooing his arms with the seals or putting the seals on the palms of his favorite gloves.

When he looked to the blank part of the scroll, he gulped and took the brush out, dripping with ink as it made a few incoherent blotches on the paper and the ink swirled into a giant X immediately. Apparently, that was how it told him if he had done it right or not. Well best get to work, he thought.

It was a lot ahrder than thought, the little finessed wobbles in the squiggling lines to draw this damned formula? Now and then as he drew it, trying to emulate the sample picture, a little twitch of his hand would be enough to make all of the ink swirl together into one spot before forming into a giant X. It took him a good thirty tried to finish the work of the squiggling outer layer, which left the center to be done with the kanji for blade. Or whatever kanji he decided to name it for different purposes.

He tried to brush in the kanji for blade, figuring it was best to go off of the sample, and it was immediately given to him with the shape of a giant X. Apparently, he had not made the lines thick enough. He groaned and leaned forward, thumping his head into the table. It was best to try again later as his drawing hand ached and he wanted to give his hand a rest. But he had to persevere. He tried again, again, and again until on the twenty-fifth try, it finally swirled together into a giant checkmark. And he leaned back with an audible sigh, only to be shushed by the librarian. All of that time with drawing one thing again and again, solidified in his brain how to make it, but it took so long that it was after three in the afternoon! Best leave and go tend to other things. He gave the scroll to the librarian and saw himself out, deciding to go and try training other things. 