Board Thread:Kōgakure General RP/@comment-26021384-20170414035618/@comment-26021384-20170418015048

Shinra took in a single deep breath to prepare himself, filling his lungs with oxygen as he looked into eyes of his teammates. Then the world seemed the same, but different. In a way he couldn't quite put his finger on. Turning about this way and that, Shinra looked at the slowly moving leaves. "So this is the inside of a genjutsu huh Taka-oh right." He scratched the top of his head and decided to make a mental note. When you knew you were in a genjutsu, things could be addressed much easier on the whole matter.

He wasn't certain how much time had slowed down or been sped up, but he took the time to, at least in his mind pick up a rock and toss it into the air, letting it hover around as he contemplated what it was doing. Comprehend what was going on: the rock was moving slowly, despite gravity being the same. From this standpoint it seemed like a silly thing to think about, but for a jutsu to gie different weight properties to a certain amount of mass was something that had to be comprehended similarly.

Deconstruct what was happening he thought. Shinra looked at the stone, thinking about what it would do if it were under normal time constraints. But still it was rising up before it came to a crawl in the air around himself. He was so engrossed with the study of it that he was losing track of time already. The deconstruction of what he was looking at, it was being affected by chakra to make it move slower and not be affected by gravity in the same manner despite its mass.

Could he do the same thing? Shinra clutched his chin and pondered it. "I can't slow my gravitational pull to the ground, but I can alter the direction my chakra flows to continuosly lift my body into the air. All that's left is to reconstruct it when the jutsu is dropped. Might as well theorize other possibilities." He sat down, watching the rock he tossed in his mind float toward the ground more. WHen the genjutsu was finally broken, Shinra was standing still, with Takahiro falling back onto his ass.

Clutching his head, the knowledge of an hour catching up to him in a minute. He stumbled forward and then backwards, falling on his own ass, looking at Takahiro, "Let's save that for another day.  If that's what genjutsu can do, I don't want to be put in them too often.  Unless it's like poison where repeated doses make the effects less on the body."

Folding his arms around his knees as he sat down, looking up at the clouds, "Honestly? I feel a little out of place here. All of these large families, tens, dozens, hundreds even.  Even small families of four or three.  Yet here I am, the lone person from my family name here. The only one left to be perfectly honest. It just gives me time to myself I guess, I've completed reading the library I brought with me in the scroll I carried with my move.  I need to collect more books for it now."