Board Thread:Kirigakure Logs/@comment-27960448-20160323011819/@comment-27960448-20160323011840

This day, felt poetic, as if everything had fallen ill and had been revived again by some sort of power; some sort of happiness. It took ver him, and he couldn't resist it, and for the first time in weeks he had woken up with a smile on his face. Everything was bombarding his thoughts and stressing him out. He was usually the laid back type but when it came to his future as a shinobi he refused to fall short, or to fall behind. The exams were coming up faster than they knew it and he just wanted to be prepared; he wanted to do his very best and make himself and father proud. It was frustrating how everything was going, seeing as though he hadn't the ability to excel in the areas he had wished too. He was becoming slightly proficient in sealing methods and techniques, working on his barriers more and more. He was also expanding his usage of wind ninjutsu, being very profficient in the style itself, has found it almost second, or should he say, first nature, to completely understand every aspect of every technique that he could comprehend at his level. His father was also a huge help, helping him along the way to progress in these forms, as he for himself, was a master of Wind Ninjutsu. Though, if Mizumi had only had one nature his entire life as he began to grow, he'd eventually surpass even that of his father, with his goals and aspirations of becoming a great and powerful Wind Master, that trumps over those even in the famed Wind Country. Was his dream realistic?- He wasn't sure, but he did know that dreams were based off of realism but off of phantasms, imaginative scenarios and lusts that depict just how much someone wants a certain thing. He stood in his room and began to put on his main attire in which he wore one every day, he figured he'd change it up soon though. He first, wrapped both his wrists and ankles and bandages, tightly to limit flexibility on the extra level to prevent simple Injuries. Pulling a slim top over his head, he pulled it down to reveal a half black half fishnet top that would soon be tucked into the flak pants that he had stepped his legs through one at a time. He pulled them up to his waist and placed the shirt inside with no hesitation. Overlaying his top, he pulled over a beige-kimono like top that was frail and free-flowing. It was laced in golden embroidery and showed some type of royalty in its appearance. Over his sapphire bangs of hair flowing fluidly over his pale face, he wrapped a black cloth, over his head and pulled it over his left eye, following suit, he grabbed his headband and wrapped it around his head tying it tightly, the headband shining on the side of his head as the sunlight gleamed through the window to make light of the "Kirigakure" symbol on its surface. He pulled plated sandals over his revealed feet, wrapping the velcrow across his foot to strap them down tightly and easily secure them to both of his feet. He stretched his legs in response, making sure they were both as secure as he had wanted them to be. Today the agenda was full, slightly full, meaning in which he was meeting with his teammate Karihime for a simply spar. This was just a scale of their abilities against people who are nothing like them. Karihime and Mizumi were opposites, and they had to test their abilities against each other in order to properly show what exactly they had to approve on and more. The two friends, and rivals, had no intentions of really holding back from each other. Mizumi had thought that maybe Karihime could even help him hone some of his most recently learned skills, ones of which he hadn't yet perfected, but was working on currently. On his back was a new fan, seeing as though his father had broken his other one out of anger while training. This one was very similar, but different in color. It had black trimming, with a "wheat" like color in the base of the fan itself, fulfilling the majority of it. It also had the Omo clan symbol in two different spots and sizes on the top, and bottom of the fan. Trailing from the bottom of it was a long, very long cloth, that can be retracted and re-wrapped around the handle, tied in knots to lock its length, and used for a multitude of combinations. He had left his home, the same as his every day routine, walking down the cobblestone path towards today's venture. He'd meet karihime the same place that they had always met, trailing off the path after some distance and cutting through a dense, mist-filled woods, the fog flowing freely over the bark of the trees and limiting immediate vision to only about 20 feet ahead of you. He approached the estuary, small waves crashing the open shore, the landscape still slightly damaged from just a few weeks ago, though his signature boulder was there. He took a seat atop it, crossing his legs like in a meditative state, and waited for Karihime who just like Kaiori usually is, was once again not here yet.

Wakitoras: It was all ordinary for Karihime now. He was used to sparring and there was no more nervousness from his body at all. He was up in the morning today getting ready to train with Mziumi today. They had asked Kaiori if he wanted to participate with their training for today, but sadly declined due to the fact that he wanted to train for a jutsu on his own. This wasn’t taking as a bad thing by Karihime and Mizumi for they have had days were they decided that training on their own was the best bet for that situation. Karihime went on about to change his clothes with his usual attire. He didn’t even bring his medical kit for today’s training session for he felt that it was not needed and would be extra weigh to carry. He noticed that the mist was rather thick out today and the sun was barely visible. He took his stroll out to the fields were the always went to spar and was ready to face off against his friend Mizumi. Karihime planned on not using any jutsu and getting his strategy thinking up so he could use them better in battle. Upon reaching the fields he saw Mizumi there first as always and approached him with a friendly smile. “Hey Mizu let’s get started now”, Karihime said with the intent to begin as soon as possible. He did notice that mizu had a new fan on his back; a fan of a wheat color other than his normal magenta color. Karihime saw it but did not bring it up in conversation due to the fact that he wanted to begin training and they could save all they talking for later. He jumped back about 20 yards and gave them some distance between each other. “ready whenever you are”, he said before bringing his hands up in a fighting position.

Dageki : | "Straight to business huh? I like it." | It was good for Mizumi to see a new side of kari, instead of his normal rambunctious self. He was more calm today and seemed to be ready to get down to business, so Mizumi would waste no time with his pal. He began to run slightly, clockwise from his fromer position getting closer and closer to karihime in the process. He was moving quite slow at the moment but this was purely a sizing up tactic, he was looking to find a way to confuse Karihime before Mizumi made any moves, Mizumi then reached into his back pocket. Grabbing 2 kunai and hugging them tightly with his warm hands, clenching around their handles as he prepared to pull them out. Getting even closer to Kari now, it began to wind down to the wire, rather or not his plan would be of great success. Transfering the kunai into one hand, he held them both now into his left, whilst his right hand was used to dig profusely in his pouch opposite in location to the other one. It was there he grabbed a really small, black pellet and gripped that tightly as well, somewhat attempting to conceal it from sight. by this time he was about 8 feet directly in front of Karihime, and he grasped the pellet and smacked it down into the ground as a puff of smoke appeared as his cover. he grabbed the two kunai firmly before causing slight tension in his wrist to prepare for a powerful flick, powerful enough to inflict deep wounds upon impact, the two kunai were coming directly towards Karihime's face; and no this was no attempt to kill or cause dismay, but to test his friend's reflexes in situations where its hard to tell when and from where an attack is coming. He had planned on pushing Kari to his limits in every way possible today, hopefully helping to improve both of their skill.

Wakitoras: Karihime watched as his friend felt the vibes he felt and began the session as soon as possible. He was still about 20 yards out as he noticed Mizumi start to move in with action. Mizumi began to run at Karihime in an angle and Karihime watched as he brought out to kunai. Karihime though the use of wepaons was a little extreme in the situation but he didn’t stop to complain. He raftered thought of a way to not get hit by the kunai at least. Mizumi approached him with great speeds and Karihime started to get ready to launch towards him. What Karihime didn’t know was that Mizumi had obtained a pellet in this case had the ability to cause smoke in the area. He instantly thought to himself that the smoke was a mere distraction so he could launch a kunai in the direction of Karihime. With that thought Karihime knew had to get out of the smoke as soon as possible to avoid being hit by any attack that was going wo get thrown at him. Quickly using the strength of his legs, he jumped back form the smoke that was surrounding the area. As his body left the smoke Karihime started to see a kunai appear from the smoke targeting him. “I had a feeling you were going to do that”, he said to himself and reached in his pocket to grab a kunai of his own. He quickly threw his kunai to hit head on with the kunai that was targeting him; causing them to clash and deflect from one another and ultimately hitting the ground. Karihime then remembered that Mizumi had two kunai in his hand and grabbed another from his pocket. He instantly decided to ultimately jump back in the smoke filled air in attempt to clash his kunai with that of Mizumi.

Dageki: The way the smoke had been situated upon its launch, Mizumi was able to slightly see out, whilst Karihime would struggle to see in. Mizumi had launched one of the two kunai he had contained towards Karihime, but just as he did he could hear the clashing of metal and deflection of the weapon back down towards the ground in a failed attempt to aim directly at him. He also heard Karihime's words, but they didn't cause Mizumi to fatler. Mizumi, who had been quelling with temptation and a lust for battle, was already enjoying what was going on around him. He was happy to see that his opponent and ally was a very sharp man indeed, growing into a fine ninja just as he had been. He found it interesting as they fought each other, learning more and morea bout each other to not only expand on their own knowledge and skill but their knowledge and skill as a team. The more they know about each other and each other's techniques, the easier it is to cooperate and help each other in real situations. Karihime had known Mizumi's tactics, as he was very well familiar with them. This was expected, and di not through Mizumi off guard, seeing as though they were team mates after all. His only plan was to get Karihime to a point where he didnt know what was going on; to hit him with something he hadn't yet seen. It was sad though, that Mizumi didn't have much of nothing new to show. His training was progressing but slowly as he expected. It was no harm to try though, but that would come later in their battle. Seeing outside of the smoke easily, Mizumi could see Karihime still in his same position. As he stood there practically unphased, Mizumi began to hit him with a follow up strike, and started weaving handsigns to assist in such. | Tiger → Ox → Dog → Rabbit → Snake | By the time he had finished his hand signs, what he hadn't noticed was that Karihime had been jumping forward slightly, in somewhat of a lunge, coming towards Mizumi. The smoke's thickness was dwindling and soon Karihime would also be able to see. Mizumi expanded his lungs after hearing chakra whir in his palms upon completing the hand signs. His chest grew to an unrealistic stretch and his cheeks began to expand too, before finally the large gust of wind was released from his mouth, the strength of it enough to knock down quite a large tree in comparison. The blowback of the ability also knocked Mizumi back a few feet, while he had to drop his kunai to perform the handsigns, he was now weaponless at the current moment.

WakitorasWakitoras : Karihime was excited that the battle was moving at such a fast pace. It gave him little to no time to think about his next moves and that made him feel good about his goal in getting better intelligence wise. He had just recently jumped into the cloud of smoke in an attempt to find Mizumi and clash his kunai with him, but was surprised to see the outcome of the given event. He was shocked to see that Mizumi had dropped his weapon and was in the mist of completing a jutsu. His lungs were seemed as if they were trying to leave his chest and his cheeks were big and puffy. Karihime knew that this was a wind technique but he was still in motion and it was going to be hard for him to get out of the situation. He saw the body of Mizumi release a thick wind blast towards the direction of Karihime and in return his body flew some feet back too. Karihime gasped for a second as he knew that he had to think this one out for he was going to be able to just jump out of the way. He watched as the blast started to reach his location and he prepared quickly brought his hands together and waited until the blast got closer. AS it seemed that he was hit by the wind blast; Karihime used the tactical ability of substitution jutsu that is learned at the academy level to avoid the attack. The body that appeared to be hit by the wind blast soon turned into a log that took that blast instead. Karihime took the time to appear behind Mizumi who was blown back from his own blast. Bringing his kunai to the side of his face he says, “What you gonna do now mizu.”

Dageki: The battle was looming nigh, flowing freely as if everything was so smooth. For the moment he had the advantage over his opponent but how long would that really last? It became difficult for him to think in the midst of battle, questioning every move after he made it while stilll trying to keep his mind steady in order to actually enjoy the small little battle the two were having. Mizumi had just used a technique on kari that would send him flying withg reat force. He used this technique with confidence, as it was one of his specialities. He felt very powerful when expelling massive amounts of wind from his mouth, challenging his ally to attempt and escape the technique to the best of his ability. Preparing for any outcome, he remained focus as to what was going on, from what he could see, Kari was facing the fact that he had to take the blow, and Mizumi was pleased, how he had countered him so easily. It was quite funny, eh had expected more form Kari, but clearly he wasn't going to get it. It wasn't until Kari's body dissapeared into a puff of smoke that Mizumi broke into a fit of confusion, realizing that he didn't really hit kari at all. The tree behind Karihime's former location fell down due to the technique's force, but as Mizumi landed from being blown back by the wind itself, he could feel the breath of Karihime down his neck, causing the hairs on his spine to come to a stand, just as his interest and surprise did. He heard Kari talk, and could see that he had him in a very tight situation, in which Mizumi had no immediate way out of. Though in some cases this would seem like death, or a way to end a match, Mizumi know that Kari wouldn't strike him at such an angle, that could kill him. Taking advantage of such a gullable tact, Mizumi stood still, smiling before allowing his lips to part in order to speak: "Wow. I won't lie. You surprised me. You're getting much faster too! You fooled me with a simple trick, but hey, we all have some of those right!" - Mizumi said happily. His words were merely distractions. As he was talking, he formed the seal of confrontation just in front of his waist, Karihime, who had been behind him, would be unable to see such a seal from that angle, and in the second Mizumi finished his words, he also, dissapeared into a puff of smoke. He though, didn't displace his body, but instead, turned it into something else. He had turned into a rock, and in the instant, fell into the pile of rocks beneath karihime's feet, blending with the gravel and all. This was honestly just a stall move, as he tried to think of a way to strike Kari next, he wanted to implement some type of thinking into the battle as well. | "Lets see him come and get me" | He said to himself, looking through tunnel vision as the rock he was disguised as, as he slid between the pile slowly, the rocks then settling so that his location couldn't be revealed.

Wakitoras: Mizumi’s plan to blow Karihime had been foiled by the tactics of Karihime. Using a jutsu he learned while in the ninja academy he quickly escaped the wind technique. Karihime felt as if had actually grown a little. It was rare for him to outsmart Mizumi; even if it was one of the simplest of tricks in the book. A simple substitution jutsu was a game changer in this quick paced spar they had going on and Karihime was in the lead. He had Mizumi by the ropes and appeared behind him with a Kunai to the cheek. Karihime had no intentions of actually striking Mizumi at all due to the fact that it could be a fatal strike. He noticed that Mizumi also knew that he wouldn’t strike him and used it to his advantage by plotting an escape plan to get out of the situation. Karihime waited for a response from Mizumi that he had given up, but Mizumi stayed quiet. He didn’t surrender but at the same time the respond to Karihime’s check mate. Suddenly Mizumi caused a cloud of smoke and disappeared from the area. On initial activation Karihime thought he had also used a substitution jutsu but he noticed a small pebble start to fall to the ground. The pebble fell on the floor and blended in extremely well with the massive amount of rocks that laid on the shower. Karihime began to scream in laughter at what his friend had just done. Mizumi had transformed into a pebble to try to get away from Karihime. This was something Karihime was expected to do so it caused even more laughter out of him. “You really went that way out”, he said while looking down at the numerous amount of rocks. Karihime then remembered something that sparked a light in his head. His sensei was able to throw a lot of rocks and sand in his area around with no effort and Karihime knew exactly what to do. “I got something for you- hehe”, He said with a small chuckle as he began to bring his hands together. A teal chakra started to emit from his body and was much brighter than it was when he first used this technique. He started to focus more as the chakra begin to cause the rocks around him to slightly rumble. “Come on Kari- you can do it”, He said as the force got stronger. The rocks and sand around him started to rise near him and began to twirl around his body. They began to twirl faster and faster as Karihime began to smile, “ok now to find out which rock will go against my flow of chakra. He tried to find him by counteracting his flow of chakra with Mizumi’s flow of chakra, but something sudden happened. Karihime still needed work with this technique and he was putting too much force in it. This ultimately cause a disruption in the chakra flow and in return made a mini explosion. Karihime would then be thrown back about 10 yards backwards; where he fell and slowly brought his body up as he sat on his butt.

Dageki: Everything seemed to be going well. Mizumi had fallen into his ally's clutches before taking a very whimsical and creative way out of the situation. He watch Kari from his limited view, chuckling under his breath, unheard; before he could notice that Kari was doing the same thing, laughing his tail off. It was quite funny indeed, from the different levels of power and ninjutsu they had possessed, their choice of abilities was hilarious. They both had great power as genin, but chose to sue the mediocre things in their arsenal to make things fun, and to institute more thinking into the process. Before long his vision was blinded by a somewhat teal glow, and his body wasn't really under control. His body, as the rock, began to rumble slowly against the surface of the ground, rocks next to him and beneath him rising up into the orbit of Kari's chakra, sucking them into his gravitational-pull like flow of chakra. Before Mizumi's location could be effectively revealed, it seemed as though kari loss control of his abilities, and all the rocks began to fall downward again, as a small explosion blew up on a localized scale, blasting Kari backwards about 10 feet as he landed on his bottom, whilst Mizumi, as a pebble, flew backwards some feet as well, skidding against the rocky shore. Suddenly he apparead again in a puff of smoke, now standing up, a few feet away from Kari, rubbing the back of his head, with new scars and scuff marks all along his body, as if he had gone through some type of bruising. | "Well, that wasn't what i would suggest but I did need some distance from you!" | He exclaimed playfully, noticing that karihime had been subdued by his own attack that he hadn't yet mastered. | "I've been working on something too!- With my dad!" | He said proudly, Karihime knowing that Mizumi and his father didn't work together often. He reached into a pouch on his lower back, as he grabbed three shuriken and placed them in between his fingers in his left hand. He quickly, launched the shuriken down towards the subdued Karihime, with hopes to finish the fight, but not without trying his new technique. Just after launching the shuriken he clasped his hands together tightly, focusing, as a large gale of wind began to fly over his head and around his body, enhancing the speed and cutting power of the shuriiken as they flew towards Karihime. However, he hadn't yet mastered his technique either, and instead of enhancing the accuracy of the shuriken, he actually accidentally through them off path, the both of them flying to pass Karihime's head, and into the ground unintentionally. | "Damnit!" | He said, knowing that he had failed in the technique's completion once more. This was the gale palm technique, in which he was trying to become poised and polished when using, though all that came from his attempt was yet another failure.

Wakitoras: Karihime was unsuccessful with his plan but he laughed it off; not caring that about his failure. He noticed that Mizumi had ended his transformation technique and returned back to his original body. His body was bruised up from hitting the floor as a rock. Karihime decided to stay seated because he was starting to get really tired. Mizumi still had some fight left in him and started to grab some more shrunken from his pocket. Karihime sighed in tiredness from the fighting and didn’t even want to move, but he knew he had to dodge the attack. Mizumi had more coming after the three shrunken had been thrown. He was saying how he had been training with his father and was learning a new jutsu. With that he started to form a gale of wind that increased the speed and cutting power of the shuriken. The ability looked cool from Karihime’s point of view until he noticed that Mizumi was having difficulty controlling the ability. He couldn’t handle the jutsu yet and ended up accidentally causing the shrunken to target Karihime’s head. Karihime quickly noticed that the shuriken changed courses suddenly and had to react fast. He quickly dropped his upper body back down to the floor and rolled to the right with quick speed; barley missing the hit from the shuriken. He looked back at Mizumi with a surprised face and said, “holy sh-. I almost got killed.” Karihime wasn’t mad at Mizumi or anything for he knew that it was an accident. He simple got up and started to walk towards Mizumi and placed his hand on his shoulder. “I think we should wrap It up for today. We both did good but I’m getting tired.” Karihime was drained from their mini spar and was ready to go home. After his suggestion to Mizumi, if agreed he would turn around and begin to walk home.

Dageki: His level of stamina wasn't helping him here; it wasn't helping him here at all. He was struggling to keep up at the present moment, and was very angry that he couldn't quite get the upper hand on Kari. Things had been moving fast the entire time they started fighting but neither of them had massive reserves of chakra or stamina. As only genin, they were simply fighting to the ability they had, nothing more or nothing less. Mizumi had just finished attempting to throw the shuriken towards Kari, using his premature gale palm technique. It had failed, just as it did the many hours him and his father had attempted to hone the ability. He was frustrated by that as well but it didn't matter much. Mizumi saw the shuriken descend quickly towards Karihime's head which wasn't intentionally, and he subconsciously squeaked in fear. He was worried for his life, but was glad to see that he was quick and precise enough to dodge the shuriken initailly. | "Whew.." | He released over his lips, wiping his brow in response to his exhale. | "That was pretty close." | He said, chuckling nervously in hopes that Kari wasn't mad at him. Seeing Karihime rise to his feet, and admit that he kinda had enough, Mizumi was inclined to agree, feeling tired as well, seeming as though the battle was more fast pace than simply, stopping, thinking, and then acting. It required constant movement and concentration and it was very draining. Regardless, the both of them had done their best, and Kari was growing to be a very fine ninja just as Mizumi was. Kari even surprised Mizumi, which was usually the more acute one of the two. Either way, he was happy to call Kari his ally and equal. As Kari began to walk off into the forest, Mizumi followed quietly as well, acting as if he was on his way home. He then grabbed three shuriken out of his pouch once more, and launched them at Karihime's location. Clasping his hands together, a gust of wind blew over his shoulder and seemingly through the cracks of his body, succumbing the shuriken to enhance their speed and cutting potential. The three of them wizzed past Kari's head, and cut directly through an oak tree to the left of him. Kari turned in response, and Mizumi simply chuckled to himself before speaking. | " Well at least I got that down, right? " | He said nervously, as the two of them made their way home just before the sun set.