Open [Class] Clones, strategy, and tools of the Trade!

[Akira Kazan]

This would be a first for Kazan. Never before had he even considered going to the academy and teaching students directly, but desperate times call for desperate measures. While he had no complaint about the quality of Genin produced from the school, he did feel they conditioned to be a little more aggressive than they need be. Even still, he couldn't argue with the results of the Academy and it's most prominent instructors. However, out of obligation he felt it necessary to at least attempt to reinforce some of the most simplest of basics. Arriving before the morning sun blessed the horizon with it's fiery hue, Kazan made his way past the obstacle courses and into the main hall of the school. Signing in to hold a class, or more so a lecture, he proceeded to a moderately sized room filled with several stadium like rows of seats. He didn't expect to fill the classroom with students eager to learn; in fact, he was hoping just one would show up.

The opportunity to pass on knowledge, and concepts, to even just one person would be enough to suffice. Walking up to a dry erase broad, he wrote the following in black. "Clones, Strategy, and Tools of the Trade". Underneath, he wrote 'lecturer, Akira Kazan. Jounin of The Hidden Cloud'. With that action, he walked to the opposite of the classroom from the door, still beside the dry erase board, and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. Sitting down and waiting wasn't his style. As he closed his head, he heard the main bell chime throughout the school; alerting all students to start their day. Soon, hopefully, a student or two would show.


[Wc: 283][Topic Entered] [Marked For Training]

 

[Yume Izanami]

Izanami would find herself standing at Aurora Eruditio. There's supposedly a class in session for both academy students and Genin, talking about strategies and how to utilize tools, something that could actually prove useful for someone such as herself. While she has awakened to having chakra, to further her blacksmithing skills, she has yet to expand much on her ninjutsu and genjutsu outside of her major, minor, and advanced affinities.

She would let out a sigh. Her own mind of coming up with strategies is pretty high for having a battle iq for a Genin, but it wouldn't hurt to expand upon it. She would have her headphones in as she walked into the classroom, her music not loud, so she could hear at least if someone tries to talk to her. She would wave at the teacher, some red haired guy, and silently take her seat, only taking off her headphones if she sees him start talking to her.

She was good with strategy, but has yet to produce a clone or go too much into using tools. Now poisons, that is something she knows. Having such a thing could prove to be an edge closer to her victory, seeming as poisons are genuinely looked over by a lot of people. Perhaps... She mulled over the thought of putting some of her training into learning more extensively about non-elemental ninjutsu. Now thinking back on it, non-elemental really seems like a base, or a foundation in which the other elements work off of. That, and it is the type of element that has the base form of a clone.

(class entered)

 

[Tsunade]

As the sun began it's slow ascent for the day students began to trickle into the academy grounds but as they did the kids couldn't help but notice a small huddle of four people pressed up against the side of the gate almost if they were discussing a game plan. The first member of the huddle was a tall gaunt man, his thin almost noodle like arms currently clasped around a Samisen while his sickly features were set in a serious expression as he listened to the impassioned words of their leader. The next man was a large rotund individual who despite his weight seemed to have a muscular set of arms and a built up chest possibly suggesting they were a member of the Akimichi family. Tied to the back of the large mans belt was as large drum with thick red ropes tied around the base. The third member of this strange cadre of people was a much shorter man with a thick beard that ran down his chest in royal browns, scars permeated the visible parts of the mans face as he nodded at their fourth members words but despite his rough appearance he gently cared for the wooden clappers hanging from some string around his neck the instrument just moving on top his beard with every nod.

The three men were all adorned in similar red hakama the words Asakusa Theatre stitched proudly into the back as they intently listened to their leader a small eleven year old girl with purple hair dressed in some unusual clothes. Tying to ignore the strange group the students passing by gave them a wide birth as the four jumped to their fight with a cheer of "Fight on!" Before they marched into the school.

A bit of time later Akira would find his classroom door opened for the second time but before anything could be seen through the doorway a smoke bomb was thrown into the classroom obscuring the door as music issued forth from the hallway. "Rising with light of Amaterasu the dark clad hero reveals herself!" A figure slowly appeared from the dissipating smoke, standing with her legs spread apart while facing sideways to the classroom one hand being held above the girls head while the other was thrust out in front of her. "The dawn of a new legend, evil shall quail before me! For Tsunade of the thousands thunders has arrived!" As the introduced Tsunade spoke she had rise up into a crane stance with one foot raised from the floor before rapidly changed legs only to stop and crouch down to slam her hand into the floor before coming back up in a crouched pose a hand held at her hip while the other arm was placed diagonally up across her body in a typical power ranger pose. As she finished the music came to a stop followed by clapping as the smoke faded revealing Tsunade's bandmates standing at the door cheering the young miss on.
[Class Entered]

[MFT]
WC: 502

 

[Akira Kazan]

It would take only a few minutes for a young woman wearing headphones to enter the classroom. His eyes would shift and focus on her, as she waved at him before sitting down. He'd reply with a nod, and just continue to wait a few more moments before starting. One student was more than enough for his cause to be justified, but he still had hope that others would join them shortly. After a few minutes, while standing in silence with a stoic like demeanor, he finally glanced at the classroom door opening once more. "Cool, so it's not just a solo attendan....." He thought as he saw a sudden burst of smoke fill the room, obscuring his view of the door and a large portion of the classroom. Instinctively, he uncrossed his arms and extended out his left arm, pointing in the direction of the smoke. His chakra began to rush throughout his arm, and into his hand, as it suddenly became visible; He was channeling his Wind Release throughout his hand, and extending his pointer finger out. In apperance, one could visibly see a wind current circulating from the tip of his finger, down to his elbow, wrapping around his limb like a vortex.

It was at this time that he heard music, causing one his brows to clench and the other to raise in confusion. Holding back his natural instincts, he watched as the smoke began to quickly fade exposing a figure of a young kid striking an odd pose. She would shout something about the light of Amaterasu, and apparently called herself Tsunade of a thousand thunders. Looking past her, as the sound of music faded into claps and applause, he leaned his head and shot out large burst of pressure. This burst of pressure would immediately bypass the young girl, and precede to smack the door shut while at the same time dispersing any leftover traces of smoke.

A soft smile would cross his face as he thought back to his days within the academy, while simultaneously deactivating his elemental channeling. This was a classic example of the dramatic theatrics that students would display from time to time, but in all the time he had spent at the academy, he had never once seen a Ninja with a entourage band. Whatever happened to being stealthy? "Please have a seat, Miss Tsunade." He'd softly say. There would be no sign of anger, annoyance, or any bad vibes whatsoever in his tone of voice or facial expressions. In fact, Kazan thought it was a pretty funny and unique way to make an entrance.

At this point, he'd walk over to the door and lock it for the remainder of the class. Looking at Izanami, he'd make head gestures towards his own ears as if he were removing something from them, as a way of politely asking her to remove them. After wards, he'd walk up to the dry erase board and stand beside it. Once everyone was ready, or at least appeared to be, he'd begin. "Good morning you two. My name is Akira Kazan, and I'd like to welcome you both to this class. In truth, it'll be more of a lecture or discussion. The academy's usual staff does a decent job of preparing our students for life as Genin, but a lot of people tend to disregard the basics of our craft. So today, I'm hosting this class as a way to introduce, or reintroduce, some core fundamentals that tend to get overlooked or completely forgotten about. Now, miss Tsunade has already introduced herself with her entertaining entrance, but what about you?" He'd say before asking Izanami to introduce herself.

Once she properly introduce herself, he'd continue. "How familiar are you two with the topic of todays class?" He'd ask, as he pointed up towards the dry erase board.

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[Yume Izanami]

Izanami was unimpressed with the rather loud entrance the other girl had made. It was too showy for her. Aren't ninja supposed to be more secretive than that? She raised her eyebrows looking at the younger girl. Then again, she can't really say much on her part, she's only in it to help the citizens of Lightning Country. The whole making an entrance thing won't help her one bit. Her whole thing is just being able to contend with other ninja by solely focusing on her taijutsu with little to no work on anything else.

She would look over at the teacher who would be giving the lesson, whom asked her by using gestures, to remove her headphones. She reluctantly did so as she paid attention to the teacher. "I'm Yume Izanami. And as for todays topic. How I train usually falls under probably most of what you will be teaching. I'm not as strong suited with either ninjutsu or Genjutsu as I am with Taijutsu, but I make up for it with my ability to take my weapons to their absolute limits and use tools and poisons to even out the fight."

The young Genin would produce 4 summoning scrolls, each held a weapon that she herself has created and modified to best fit her needs in combat. Most of which make some rather interesting combinations,, but it is to keep her opponents on their toes as she is already fighting on a disadvantage. Despite her having an affinity with lightning and earth style techniques, she has yet to fully make use of the advanced element ninjutsu that she has access to, Gravity. She would sit back in her chair as she mulled over the thought.

Maybe she should start putting some more focus into her ninjutsu, who knows, it might actually help her out. Sighing to herself, she reminds herself that for right now, she has to put that on the back burner until she is done with this class.

 

[Tsunade]

Tsunade had been expecting a few things with her super awesome spectacular entrance, applause, adulation maybe a standing ovation at her perfectly choregraphed routine. What she ended up getting however was a blast of wind shooting past her slamming the door closed and mostly likely sending her band tumbling back from the surprise of it not that it dampened Tsunade's spirits at all as she grinned excitedly at seeing a jutsu being used for the first time, stars already filling her eyes as she stared at her new sensei.

After a moment the teacher asked for Tsunade to take a seat which the girl happily nodded to but before she moved away from the door she quickly spun around to face it and began waving at the door while ignoring the fact her band most likely couldn't see her. "Bye Zoutetsu, Doutetsu and Soutetsu! I'll see you at the theatre later!" With Tsunade stepped away from the door with a large happy smile on her face before taking a seat at the front of the class obviously excited to be in class as she fidgeted in her seat.

"Good morning to you too Sensei and to you as well Izanami-chan. This is my first time in class but my papa has taught me our families Taijutsu style and......" Tsunade trailed off at the end of her sentence as she was hesitant to announce her bloodline abilities as her fathers family has severed their connection to the main family and introducing herself as Hyuuga Tsunade she ran the real risk of upsetting a main clan member for using their name. Instead she settled for taking glances at Izanami's scrolls wondering what weapon they contained or what she could do with something that could be squashed into a scroll like that.

[MFT]
WC: 298

 

[Akira Kazan]

With a cheerful smile on his face, he listened to his two students. Izanami introduced herself and provided him a little bit of info about her fighting style and skillet, while Tsunade said goodbye to her friends and informed them about this being her first class. For Kazan, it was easy to mentally establish where Tsunede stood in terms of knowledge, but Izanami was a bit more complicated. "Ahhh." He said, as he watched Izanami lay out four summoning scrolls. "I wonder if she had a heads up, or if she's just that prepared?" He thought, as he nodded at her. "We'll, it seems both of you favor the Taijutsu discipline." He'd say, as he crossed his arms and raised his right hand up towards his chin.

"It's definitely formidable, and I honestly think it's one of the more versatile styles of combat." He'd softly say, as he'd turn his head and look up at the dry erase board. Something like this definitely fell under the broad scope of his class. With that, he'd uncross his arms and walk over to the desk in the center of the room. Rather than sitting down in a chair, he'd sit, or more so lean, onto the top of it while facing his two students. "Let's officially start the class. Our first topic will be tools of the trade." He'd say, confidentially as he reached behind his back and grabbed a summoning scroll of his own. Getting up from the desk, he'd unravel it, wave a hand sign with one hand, and turn towards the desk.

A sudden pop of white smoke would seemingly burst out of nowhere, only to quickly disperse; exposing several weapons, vials, various essential items. A single large shuriken, a Fuma Shuriken, several small shuriken, Senbon, Kunai, his signature sword, glaive, a pair of three pointed claws, and long Bo staff. "These a some basic, yet classic weapons and items that you'll commonly see throughout our world. Of course, there are some more modern style of weapons, but today we're just looking at basics." He'd announce, as he grabbed a couple vials filled with different colored liquids. Turning towards the duo, he'd walk over to Tsunade first and place a single vial down in front of her containing a colorless liquid. "This is a vial of poison called 'Truth Serum'. It's a consumable type." He'd say. He had specifically given her this one, due to the eccentric personality she had previously displayed. After that, he'd turn and walk to Izanami, only to place down a vial filled with a green tinted liquid in front of her. "And this vial contains a poison called 'Plexistim'. It's an Injury type." He'd tell them, as he looked at last remaining vial.

He'd hold it up, to where both Izanami and Tsunade could see. This vial, unlike the two he placed in front of the duo, would contain a blue powdery substance. "This vial contains a poisonous substance known as 'lullaby Powder'. It's an inhaled type." At this moment, if the two were paying attention they'd realize he just listed the three main types of poisons they'd probably come across. "The three main types of poisons are Consumables, Injury, and Inhaled. A consumable style poison must be consumed to take effect on an enemy. An injury style must be administered forcefully, by coating a weapon with it and striking an enemy for an example. And Finally, inhaled poisons just need to be inhaled. Throw it in an enemies face, or in a close quartered area to affect a group. I personally prefer injury type's of poisons, and I usually coat my blades with multiple types. Though, you don't have to have a bladed weapon to forcefully apply injury types. Anything that can deliver even a tiny scratch will do." He'd say, as he'd look about to make sure they were following him.

"Any questions so far?" He'd ask.

[WC: 651] [Marked for Training]