Look at Us! We Can Do Magic![Class/Open]

[Muramasa Maya]

Azusa was pleased that Mao accepted her little challenge. And although Azusa enjoyed a good competition, it didn't exactly have to be a fair one. Afterall; the Blood of the Aikayume priestess was that of a Kitsune. And if that blood was worth anything, then of course Azusa would use trickery and deceit.

"...Do you like my hat, Mao-san?" Azusa asked, slowly tilting her head to the side, enough for the small chimes attached to it to ring softly. "It's pretty cool, right? I added the bell's to it myself. They're shiny, aren't they?" Her head went back up to a neutral position, before tilting once again, this time in the opposite position. Like before, this was accompanied with a bellchime.
And this repeated as she bobbed her head side to side.
Ching. Ching. Ching. Ching. Ching.

If someone claimed that the steady rhythm was hypnotic they'd be correct. The pattern of chimes was a trance inviting those who hear it into the the small priestess's illusion. The effect was nothing complex; it was simply a small Genjutsu that would weigh down of the listener's mind and make them abit...forgetful..of important details. Like, for example, the handseals of the technique they were supposed to be demonstrating! (Was that supposed to be a Ram or Rat handsign? Hare? Monkey?) "But you should pay attention..."
Handseals were difficult for her to focus with, and using her flute would be easy, but obvious as to what she was doing. But her bells? Fair game.
(Amnesia + Musical Casting)

"...It would be bad if you forgot the handseals right after Kyuji-sensei showed us."

Azusa's voice would almost echo despite her voice being soft and quiet, although this would only be apparent to anyone who had fallen for her bellchime enchantment. To those unaffected, she'd simply be speaking normally. And although Mao was her target, the beauty of her bells were that anyone listening in on them could also suffer from the same effect. The Genjutsu did have a catchy ring to it. *Ching. Ching.*

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As for their class...Well, it seemed that the shy girl in the corner had upset their Sensei right before the next physical part of the class was to begin. The priestess let out a sigh; sure, she felt bad for the poor girl being yelled at by Kyuji since she was so shy, but because of that, they now would have to deal with an irritated sensei throwing sharp objects at them, rather than a patient one. I mean, his eyes were radiating with chakra! Azusa couldn't help but get a chill up her spine...

(I'll Body Switch the very first one and improve his mood), Azusa thought while stepping apart from the others, watching as Kyuji ran through the final instructions. Her eyes wandered through the class...Apparently dodging would not be enough. The goal was to not only dodge, but to do so until Kyuji had stopped attacking them. Did the others hear "through any means nessecary? Because Azusa heard no requirement, so thats what she took it as. Perhaps she shouldn't have used an illusion on Mao...But it was too late for that, she was either caught up in it or unaffected.

It began, and Azusa raised her hands eagerly, already in the first handseal position. "Watch me, Kyuji-Sensei." Her bold voice was a mask for her unease. The moment he threw the Kunai, Azusa began to form the handseals; Tiger, Boar, Ox (That kunai is sharp...) she noticed...and fumble, her fingers slipped, her concentration having been distracted by the knife. "W-whoa!!" She sorta fell over to the side on a hand and a knee, avoiding the kunai through a lucky reaction rather than a planned jutsu.

This wasn't good, it was easy to imagine her plan when Kyuji was explaining it, but when he was running around? It distracts her...she was expecting an easy win. Azusa scrambled back up to her feet and continued running, wanting to set herself up for a position to dodge. Her handseals weren't instinctual yet; she actually needed to consciously form them...no simple task when someone throws something sharp at you! Perhaps while Kyuji focused on someone else, she could prepare--no, he had quickly thrown another projectile her way.

Halting in her tracks, Azusa tried to juke to the side to throw his aim off...and her blood instantly froze; if this were anything more than training, she would have easily been killed right here, and she knew it.
(Was I moving so obviously? Was I that easy to predict?) Azusa's eyes were wide as she felt a kunai lift her hat straight off her head, and pin it to a wall behind her, the bells jingling wildly. A few stray hairs fell infront of her face, cleanly cut by the kunai as it passed between her now exposed fox ears while trimming the hair lightly from the side of one without drawing blood.

Truthfully, she felt dizzy...Her legs felt weak. "Th-that was..." A lucky shot? Azusa couldn't even come up with an excuse....

 

[Miroku Riyota]

Riyota cringed as he slowly extracted the small blade from his flesh "ah..oh...agh...crap..." It had certainly gone in at an awkward angle and Riyota was focusing all his attention on it. So much so that he wasn't paying attention to anything their current sensei was saying. So you could imagine his surprise when...just as he removed the first blade from his skin. Another hit him right in the chest. He cried out in pain for a moment before regaining his composure. As for Azusa's bell chime, well he really just hadn't been paying attention. Without time to think or consider another move, Kyuji was sprinting at him with incredible speed and more kunai were headed the boy's way. Riyota leapt backwards and managed to even dodge a few. However the few he had not dodged pierced his shoulders and his shins. Yet the last Kunai fell flat as...unbeknownst to the boy, his wild chakra was flaring out of his body, it was getting riled up.

No time to think of these as wounds... the boy thought to himself as Kyuji changed target. Gotta just think of them as ammo. the boy grimaced, extracting the kunai from his chest and giving it a risky toss towards their teacher, the wound in his elbow may have messed with his aim however and hitting Mao by accident wasn't entirely out of the realm of possibilities. If he has distance, he has an advantage. Riyota's train of thought continued as he painfully removed the other kunai as best he could, holding the salvaged blades between his knuckles as his solar seal went to work magically suturing his flesh. He charged forward recklessly towards his teacher. Hoping to stick him with at least one of the knives, hopefully somewhere non-vital such as the elbow.

 

[Koizumi Mao]

Despite the reactions of her other classmates, Mao didn't look so concerned by the course this lesson was beginning to take. Perhaps getting attacked by her sensei was something she had gotten used to. "Don't go easy on me." Her confidence remained, which brought her attention to the smaller girl that had challenged her. What was she doing? Her brow furrowed, watching the priestess shake her head from side to side more akin to that of a court jester. "Uh...Yeah, actually. They're pretty unique." The taller girl's gaze remained latched onto Azusa, which would prove to be a little unfortunate as the steady rhythm began to echo in her mind. It was mesmerizing enough to hold her focus until their instructor was finally ready to launch his attack.

And even then, as the kunai was launching straight toward her, she gave no reaction. The sharp edge of the projectile successfully reached it's target. However, instead of simply sticking into her arm as it would any other person, it scraped past her flesh as if it were made of stone, causing it to tilt downward and bounce on the ground. Mao didn't even look as if she'd notice, and her body didn't flinch in reaction to any assumed pain she could've felt from the kunai. The only evidence of her being hit at all was a small scrape on the side of her forearm with no traces of blood. "...Hm?" She did finally snap out of that infernal jingling, glancing down toward the tiny cut with a look of indifference. "Oh." They had started! She should probably demonstrate how well she'd mastered her technique! Right...but what technique were they supposed to show off again? She couldn't bring herself to remember, turning to face Kyuji just as he began rushing straight toward her. Her arms raised in defense, she awaited another blow, only to find his retreat as more metallic projectiles shot toward both of her teammates.

Mao rushed in front of the fumbling priestess in order to shield her from the sneak attack, but couldn't react in time to stop either of them, which led them both to fumble at the unexpected fire they've received. Riyota's aim thrown off course, the blade instead launched straight toward her. Before it had the potential to pierce her body, Mao's arm whipped aside, catching the kunai in mid-air. It's sharp edges clasped strongly in her palm, though there was no indication that it was even cutting into her skin. Her teeth grit at the hint of frustration she felt. If he was too fast for her to properly protect her teammates, she would have to put more focus on herself. She remained standing between Kyuji and the fallen priestess. "Yo, sensei!" She called over toward the man. "You really think you can injure me?" Was she...mocking him? Probably not the wisest course of action for herself, but she didn't look as if she were worried about her own safety, and Azusa needed time to get up and regain her faculties.

"Come and try!" Mao's body tensed slightly as she rose her right leg, throwing the kunai she caught down onto the ground next to her. There were no handseals, or any other indication that she was performing a ninjutsu of any sort. Her leg simply shot back down, her heel impacting the earth with enough force to cause the ground around them to rumble. A rough tremor quickly made it's way toward Kyuji, ripping open dirt and cracking stone as the small quake attempted to make their instructor lose his footing as Riyota launched his counterattack. (Kyoujouran Taijutsu - Tremor Strike)

 

[Toshiwakai Kagari]

It looks like their sensei believed in running before learning how to walk, as he wasn't going to make the task of learning substitution jutsu easy. The man believed in first hand expierence, and if it mean pain to help you learn quicker..all the better. Kagari scratched his head as he heard that the man would test all of them at once, it seemed that they were now effectively training dummies for target practice. He could see the reactions on some of the others, Mao and Azusa were pretty excited for challenge; welcoming it. He could see that both of them were very competitive, for what reason no one knows. Maybe it was their inherent nature or this was brewing into a cat fight, Kagari gave up trying to understand why. He did notice Azusa's behavior, as she seemed rather cheerful...too cheerful. As she bobbed her head "cuetly" side to side, Kagari didn't like it one bit. 'She's up to something...and not anything good.' Kagari focused his attention on the girl before being alerted to the next few words by their sensei.

It seemed there weren't that many targets that the group could use as an escape, meaning either they had to find more or work together. Kagari sighed, it seemed fate had a sense of humor or hated him. Again he found himself in a class with a sensei who obviously wasn't going to pull any punches, but also with a group that was most likely going to listen...well at least two of them. This time it was different, one was actively trying to make trouble. At least Kyujin was going to heal them if they got injured.

Kagari got ready again, and in a flash the test began. Their sensei was deceptively agile in his medical robes, as he changed target to target, actively throwing kunai at each of them before retreating and observing. The first wave of kunai Kagari got out his own and used it to parry any of the incoming blades. The first one which he could see was aimed at his left leg. He side stepped it pretty easily not taking his attention off of their sensei. At first, he thought he was able to focus on the hand seals he was taught for substitution jutsu; because Kyujin was focused on Mao. Kyujin however threw more and both Kagari and Azusa, catching Kagari off guard. He wouldn't be able to dodge this one so easily, so he decided to put the tool he was taught to use.

"Tiger-Boar-Ox-Dog-Snake." Kagari whispered under his breath quickly, preforming the handseals with a sense of urgency. He visualized the log he was going to replace himself and in one second, he was looking at Kyujin from a different angle. He noticed the spot he was originally standing in, and could see the kunai that was thrown at him had been pierced. Kagari smiled, he had done it. He decided though to focus his attention on the situation at hand before being proud of his small victory, trying to put together a simple plan. Although Mao and Riyota were already on the counter attack, charging at him both at the same time. 'Well at least they're attacking together...kind of.' Kagari could see that Riyota was having a bit of trouble as he had a small wound in his chest, and a Kunai he threw almost hit Mao.

He knew if he'd rush in there, he'd just be in the way. Mao was obviously the "tank"; the brute force that was going to be able to maybe match their sensei's speed. He'd possibly injure her or most likely himself if he tried to either fight with her or throw ranged attacks. Although right now he could see that he needed to draw attention away Azusa, as she was recovering from not being able to execute the jutsu properly. He'd use the Mao's confrontational behavior as a distraction before rushing over to her, with a smoke bomb in hand just in case.

He could see Azusa was a bit shaken as he got closer, he kneeled down concerend that if Azusa was hit or not. "Are you okay Azusa?" Kagari asked as he offered a hand to help help the red head up. He noticed that her hat was hiding something earlier; notcing the fox-like ears on top of her head. Now Kagari knew why she had such a playful nature, it was in her nature. Although Kagari would have loved to asked about kitsune's and if she knew anything about their senei's own apperance; right now wasn't the time for that.

"We need to keep moving or we'll get hit."

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Notes:
Kagari dodged the first Kunai aimed for him, and used subsitution jutsu to avoid the second.
He ran over to Azusa to help her up.

MFT
WC: 785

 

[Surutameni]

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Basic Description:​

Suru is of a lean but toned build, tall and a tad bit lanky at this stage in his growth. He has black hair and intense amber eyes. He constantly has a rather unamused expression plastered upon his face if he is at rest, and is usually found standing with his arms crossed over his chest. His attire is a simple black samurai styled robes/kimono. [OOC: If reference is needed, Ichigo's stuff in Bleach]

What felt like weeks had passed since the incident in the underground cavern, and Surutameni was feeling fresh and energized having let time slip away while he slept his wounds away. He had grown restless in that span of time with nothing to do but slumber. Unmei, his now grey hawk, perched on his shoulder with a comfortable grip. The bird's talons barely even piercing through the cloth that protected his skin. As the boy stood, Unmei would shift his position, looking from his shinobi brother then to the sky and what lay beyond. Well, more like the air because they were underground as it were. He had been wandering for what seemed like hours that morning, eventually his foot steps taking him to the Academy where he had begun this strange journey. Sounds echoed around the complex, there must have been some classes going on. But this early? That fact drew the young ninja's attention and presence towards the motions and voices ahead. 'Hrm.. What is with this early morning stuff now? I know it's been awhile but... Classes already? Must be some sort of new schedule..'He shrugged as the thoughts ran through his mind and continued his steady steps forward.

As he rounded the final corner that would bring him into view, Suru and Unmei took in the sites before them. There were a few students fighting amongst themselves and their sensei, who had an oddly familiar look about him. At least most of the man's appearance save for the feline features that the man sported, that indeed was strange. But then again, Suru knew all about strange with his spine and its protruding vertebrae. If one looked close enough at his back, they would see the raised sections in the fabric at regular intervals, though thankfully it was no longer bleeding and exposed. For the time being, that is. He hadn't really tried to test his range of motion since the repairs had been made, and for good reason. He really did not want to be placed back in that weakened state. It had made him feel incredibly vulnerable, and that was something the youth did not particularly enjoy. "So, let's see what's going on. Shall we, Unmei?" Suru would look to his companion as he spoke, looking for a response from the bird as to whether or not it was safe or even of importance to them to get a closer look.

Unmei squawked softly, his ever-keen eyes snapping from figure to figure, watching each child's movements. The bird ruffled his feathers and turned his attention to the boy he was perched upon. Suru took those simple movements and communications to be a response from the avian and once more the pair approached the class. He was a few paces from the action by this point, and he decided that it would be best that he not intrude and instead observe. If any of the kids wanted his attention, well that was on them. He was not about to announce his arrival, or even say hello, or insist that he be included. That was pointless. Now, if this feline-sensei decided that he would be a part of the class, that wouldn't be that great either. He hated having to do things with others, even if the last experiences in classes and in that one mission weren't actually bad. For now he would simply observe and see what happened.

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WC: 573
MFT​

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Talking
Thinking​

 

[Tomomi]

"Well, they are somewhat trying to work together. That's good. Most of them haven't shown the technique though and this displeases me greatly. I will need to step it up a notch." he would think as he evaluated the situation in front of him. In all honesty, he wasn't expecting much from students especially since they had just been taught a technique. But, throwing someone into a fight truly was a testing ground if they got it and were paying attention which most of them had not it appeared. Each one of them had a simple task of evading kunai, the most basic ninja tool, and yet most of them tumbled, fell or got hurt in the process. It was quite disappointing which was evident on his face as he shook his head at them. If they couldn't deal with a basic scenario, how would they be able to handle the next level about to happen to them? It would be quite eventful to see what they would be doing now as his one hand began to swirl a ball of chakra (Rasengan) in it while the other one was creating the intensifying ear-shattering sound of the Chidori. The students were going to be in for a world of hurt if they did not dodge these techniques or use their targets properly.

He would wait for the aftermath of the first round to stop which it apparently was not going to stop as Mao was causing the earth to begin to split while Riyota was running at him with a kunai. It was obvious that he was not going to be able to dodge both attacks being sent at him so he had to think quickly on his options which were quite honestly little to none. Unfortunately, the tremor had shaken the ground to the point where Kyuji was having trouble focusing on all of them and keeping his footing. He could be seen tripping and actually would fall to his knees beside the tremor as Riyota rushed in on him with a kunai and his blank stare like before in this setting had shown. Closing his eyes as he couldn't really bare to watch what happened, he threw his hands violently (remember one using Rasengan and one is using Chidori) in front of him as the kunai from Riyota dug into his shoulder and he could hear a crack as it dug further and further into the bone. If the students were watching the scene, blood was flowing from his shoulder profusely and his head was lowered as blood was dripping on the ground.

The aftermath to Riyota was debatable. If the kid managed to evade the attacks, it was just honestly a miracle, but it was possible from his markings on his body appearing once again when he was down for the count. The kid would need to figure out how to control this eventually or he was going to kill one of his teammates. Anyways, in the more realistic case, the boy was probably coughing up blood as well and either fallen near Kyuji or sent flying from the impact of the blows. Those two attacks were not fully charged when he initially had started them, but that demonic blank stare from Riyota triggered it, it caused him to exert more chakra. It was a cheap blow if you ask the author typing this or even you the readers, but it had to be done for protection.

As the blood continued to flow, a green aura would appear in his right hand and a poof cloud would reveal a medical assistant. His right hand and the assistant were both healing his injured shoulder. Slowly after the medical jutsu began to take effect, he would cautiously get back onto his feet where he would clench onto his shoulder and look at them all. It appeared nobody had moved once they saw their sensei pretty much trip and fall in front of them and have a knife stabbed into his shoulder. How nice they were to just watch. He would sigh as the shoulder was still bleeding and his assistant was still emitting healing to it. "Don't look at me with pity in your eyes. You two gutsy students got lucky. I would check on Riyota though and possibly restrain him if someone can please do so as he is losing control of his body again. Or, you could attack me again and see if you can get lucky, Mao. Remember, I want to see the Body Switch Jutsu. Your teamwork was good, but I--ugh." The last few words would not be able to escape as he fell onto his rear in pain as seen by him gritting his teeth. His medical assistant the whole time just administrating the healing technique.

[OOC Notes:
1. Your next post will be due Sunday Feb 7th by 12 AM forum time aka GMT-0.
2. Strike Counter: Riyota and Azusa have 1, Sunaku Hoshiko has 3 and has failed the class. Hoshiko, you may continue to roleplay if you'd like or may void yourself out.
3. Again, no need for posting order so just post when you can
4. If you cannot make the post time limit due to personal reasons, just PM me and we will go from there.
5. Have fun!~
6. Sorry for the weak post. You can scorn me OOC for it, I don't care haha.
7. This responses from yous will be fun. It will show me who is compassionate, wise, empathetic, and what not ^^]

 

[Miroku Riyota]

Am I dead? If not, it's gotta be close... the boy asked himself, deep in thought. The excruciating part of the pain hadn't really hit him yet and so he sat there lying...pretty much completely motionless. He sat there with his two legs, two arms, two hands, five fingers, multiple exposed ribs, one head, two eyes and...wait a second Ribs? Those aren't usually out here. his reactions seemed to be going in slow motion, he was still very dazed from the powerful attack. However as he slowly came to his senses, his senses began to pick up on the pain he should've been feeling about thirty seconds ago.

He cried out in pain as blood began leaking and spurting from the side of his chest, under normal circumstances his healing abilities would've taken care of most of the damage, but he was too busy trying to keep himself from flying into a curse fueled frenzy. He calmed himself down...he'd been beaten down worse before. It was just this time the damage was much more...visible, Riyota gritted his teeth as he fought the cursed energies within him, not wanting to lose control over himself in front of so many people. He could end up seriously hurting one or more of them. So he took a deep breath and calmly said. "Uh...don't let me interrupt you...I should be fine, you still need to get that technique down right." he told them, forcing a smile.

 

[Koizumi Mao]

A grin would stretch across the girl's lips upon spotting the medic's stumbling. There was no way that she could be ignored now, especially if she was beginning to become a threat paired with the other students' counters to his threatening advances. What she didn't expect, however, was for her plan to be so effective. Perhaps it was because her other sensei knew exactly what she was capable of, and knew how to counter each of the moves he taught her before beating her to a messy pulp. Regardless, she couldn't act too surprised, as she had to remain vigilant for the attacks Kyuji had been storing up. The sound of the Chidori did little more than cause her head to tingle again, much like Azusa's destructive instrumental talent. It was quite possible for her eardrums to damage or get blown out entirely, though unfortunately she'd completely unaware of such a phenomenon until her hearing was directly affected.

The mini-quake that cracked the earth was enough for Riyota to get his revenge, successfully placing the kunai he'd ripped from his own flesh into the attacker's. Her leg lifted again to rip her foot back out of the ground, ready with a snide remark, "Think you can handle--" Although, her opportunity to gloat was put on hold when Kyuji aimed the attacks he'd been charging for all of his students to focus solely on that one unlucky boy. Her eyebrows lifted when both of the man's hands made contact, Riyota's body doing very little to handle the destructive energy, instead collapsing in a crumpled heap with multiple exposed ribs. Normally that may cause any spectators to flinch or look away, but Mao was largely unphased by the sight. She was far too used to being on the receiving end of these situations, though the screaming in pain was something she could certainly live without. Her lack of concern may seem a little cold-hearted, but while it was a gruesome injury, it was hardly a fatal one while in such close proximity to a shinobi doctor.

And while this entire scene was unfolding, another kid had wandered nearby, causing her to briefly split her attention toward the newcomer. Not exactly the sort of person you'd mistake for anyone else, considering he had a large tamed bird looming over his shoulders, but at least he lacked fuzzy ears. Was he an extremely late arrival for class, or just someone interested in a show? Speaking of a show, did Kyuji just have the audacity to issue Mao a direct challenge? When her gaze returned to her sensei, her look was hardly one of pity. Instead, another tiny smirk curled the edge of her lips, excited to see that their sensei was not yet down for the count. Her legs crouched before kicking herself forward, her short messy hair whipping away from her face as she made a dead sprint toward her target. Her speed was rather impressive, but she was more focused on momentum, rushing straight past the injured boy to reach her wounded teacher. Her attack certainly lacked the element of surprise, but it was quite surprising enough that she'd rather kick the man while he's down than help out a classmate in pain. Her right leg rose and bent, her knee extending in an attempt to impact directly into Kyuji's face during her passing.

 

[Muramasa Maya]

Azusa was incredibly fortunate that Mao was made of much sturdier stuff than usual; had a squishier person made the move to shield her as Mao had, Azusa would have likely viewed her peer get stabbed with kunai due to her tricks. Instead, she got to see Mao catch a kunai with a snap of her arm. Like, right on the sharp edge and everything, without so much as a flinch. Just...what kind of punishment was she used to taking?

Still, Azusa's ears dropped in an expression of regret for having tried to bewitch someone who was willing to protect her; she was not malicious, and didn't mean harm through her mischief afterall. Even Kagari had made the effort to check up on her despite the white-coated target of their adored sensei bopping around. These two were kind people, more so than Azusa herself...She felt pretty petty.
Did this mean Azusa had learned her lesson on trying to play pranks during important training? Probably not for the long term, but she'd at least hold herself back for several days.

"I was just...caught off guard." The priestess muttered to Kagari quietly, embarrassed over her momentary loss of self control. Not only had she lost her hat, but she also let the surprise demoralize her enough to fall to her knee's like a coward. She grit her teeth in her self-irritation, but accepted the boys help back to her feet. "Thanks." A genuine non-sarcastic acknowledgement of thanks is pretty rare from Azusa, to the point where she was uncomfortable of saying it any louder than a brief mutter.

"Sensei has stupid good aim." Azusa ever so wisely observed, and abit aways away Riyota was confirming. During the time it took her to snap back into action, it had seemed Mao and Riyota had pressed the assault on Kyuji to a rather...gruesome result.

It had seem Riyota had been hit by something that was most definitely not a pair of kunai. but then again, Kyuji-sensei never said he would only be attacking with Kunai...and they were attacking him rather than focusing on dodging, so really, it seemed the class was quickly turning into a no-holds-barred brawl, which Mao seemed to be eager to continue despite Riyota's condition.

...And despite that it meant Mao would be able to complete the training before her, Azusa was more concerned for her downed classmate. Even if this was a class, his cry of pain was very much real...And Mao and Kagari had both showed concern for herself, so it was only fair that she repaid the favor by doing the same. (I-its not like she -wanted- to help or anything!) "...Kagari, I'm going to try and help that boy...It looks like he might need Sensei's help though..." She declared, before heading off towards Riyota. That being said, she wasn't exactly sure what she'd be planning...

...And that was alot of blood on...in...around...Riyota. "You're alive still. It's...umm...gonna be okay? I mean...somuchblood..." She wanted to help Riyota, but didn't know how to help. She reached out but hesitated in sight of the wound (Is that BONE?), she was too afraid to touch him.

In that case, the most she could do would be to try and ease the pain until their instructor was able to tend to him. "The hell you mean you're fine?!? Falling through a wall is one thing, but bones showing...I mean, yes...you are fine...I mean-" She shut her mouth. With a deep breath to steady herself, Azusa grabbed the flute she wore on her necklace, and unlike before, played a softer, gentle tune. This wasn't an attempt to make any extreme noise, but to place a genjutsu upon Riyota to believe that his wounds were less extreme than they truly were (Tourniquet).

It wasn't much, but she wanted to help, even if it just meant help with the pain. If he tried to move? Well, she'd be doing her best to keep him from further injuries even if meant holding him down.

[MFT]

 

[Toshiwakai Kagari]

It looked like Azusa seemed to be alright, just shaken a bit. Their sensei was truly testing the group, not just their ninjutsu skills but all of their skills that they have acertained so far. Forget calling it a ninjutsu class, it's a full fledged exam. Kagari knew in the back of his head that he would be caught off guard trying to help Azusa up, it was a prime oppurtunity to attack with his back turned. Thankfully, it Mao and Riyota's brute force tactics were distracting their teacher, maybe not distracting but having him focus more of his attacks on the two of them. Azusa did speak up, making a quick excuse for her failed attempt earlier. Her pride was hurt a bit, but not enough to competely demoralize the poor girl. As Kagari helped her up, he could hear her mutter something very quickly and quietly. "Sorry what?" Kagari asked confused, but she changed the subject pretty quickly; obviously more concerned about the current situation. "Sensei has stupid good aim." She said, Kagari smirked abit at her snark. "Well, thankfully he's aiming not to hit us. Let's hope he doesn't go more all out than right now."

At that moment, Kyujin was about to use the noisy technique he showed earlier, "Chidori" in one hand alone with another one in his other hand. A blue chakra ball of energy was gaterhing in his palm, it wasn't as bright and noisy as chidori, but it still looked just as threataning. "I take that back, our sensei is crazy." Kagari sighed, he knew that in order to really learn something, expierence is the best teacher. But this was getting a bit out of hand for him...A tremor shook the ground as he Kagari observed the point of the impact, Riyota and their sensei seemed to take the worst of it as there was a Kunai now lodged in their sensei's shoulder. Riyota himself was pretty much motionless, a few feet away from "ground zero". As the dust settled, Riyota's injuries were worse than their sensei's. A few ribs exposed, multiple cuts, and probably a broken bone in their somewhere; he was most likely bleeding out.

Kagari now knew they had to end this "little" test soon, or someone else is going to end up the same state. "...Kagari, I'm going to try and help that boy...It looks like he might need Sensei's help though..." She declared, before heading off towards Riyota. As Azusa ran off, Kagari was starting to set a plan in motion. Their teacher despite getting the least injury compared to RIyota still took a hit. He noticed that their sensei's medical assistant was helping healing his wounded shoulder. Weird, Kagari thought the man would be a bit more concerned on the state of Riyota, since he said that he'll heal any injuries that we get form the test. I mean...a kid's rib cage is exposed and most likely bleeding out, wouldn't that scream, "Hey we whould probably end the test...just in case." ? Was he waiting for everyone to use the body transformation technique? That was most likely the case, although it seemed to be more of a taijutsu test with all the fist fighting. Their sensei did speak up, "Don't look at me with pity in your eyes. You two gutsy students got lucky. I would check on Riyota though and possibly restrain him if someone can please do so as he is losing control of his body again. Or, you could attack me again and see if you can get lucky, Mao. Remember, I want to see the Body Switch Jutsu. Your teamwork was good, but I--ugh." He noticed out of the corner of his eye Mao was rushing torwards Kyujin, passing Riyota without even giving a single look and aiming a kick right at Kyujin.

'Is she really...? She is!' Kagari was alarmed that she was still determined to fight, despite that's not the test. Kagari was annoyed despite after everything she was still going at Kyujin, her attempts haven't been that succesful so far. Kagari made up his mind on what to do however; he reached into his pack and pullled out two smoke bombs. He ran torwards Kyujin, then turning to get to one of his flanks and throwing one of the smoke bombs at him, then at Riyota and Azusa.. The one thrown at Kyujin was probably unnecessary, he would most likely dodge the attack or use a substitution technique himself. This was more to distact Mao, to remind her of the current situation; cause whether not she's good or she can take on Kyujin, that isn't important right now. The smoke grenade covering Azusa and Riyota would hopefully mask their area, giving them some cover or at least stop their sensei from aiming at the two of them should he get out of Mao's kick. Kagari hoped he wouldn't aim at a downed target but who knows at this point.

He then ran torards Azusa and RIyota's direction, finding them in the smoke. He would stand above the two of them, acting as a guardian blocking any shots from their sensei while Azusa was focusing on helping Riyota.

Notes:
Kagari threw two smoke bombs, one at Kyujin and the Other at Azusa and Riyota's area.
Kagari walked over to guard the two of them.

1. Sorry of late post.
2. MFT
3. WC: 872

 

[Tomomi]

As he fell on his butt, he would see the impact of the two powerful ninjutsu on Riyota as he was sent flying several feet and his ribs were exposed. The pool of blood around the boy was increasing steadily and his body was slowly displaying signs of shock. The eyes of the sensei widened at the scene as his own body began to shake at what he had done to an academy student and his mind was racing as he watched little Kagari and Azusa heading towards the boy possibly to aid him while Mao ran right by the boy and headed straight towards Kyuji. Sadly for Mao and Kyuji, Kagari had used a smoke bomb near Riyota and Kyuji which made the visibility horrible. He had no idea where Mao was coming from but he still had one advantage and that was his ears that were able to pick up hearing a lot better than a normal human's. He closed his eyes wincing in pain as he tried to focus on the patterns of the girl's steps, but unfortunately he couldn't with the commotion in the background and hearing Azusa's flute transmitting a genjutsu that he knew all too well growing up. So, he had to do the next best thing and that was creating chakra shields around his body that would circulate him as he waited. It wouldn't be lose before Mao had tried to kick him scattering not one but two of the shields while the others were still shielding Kyuji.

Around the time that Mao was literally on top of her sensei, the smoke bombs had cleared revealing to her and everyone else an injured sensei with a kunai to her throat staring at the rest of the students. His eyes were glaring at them as they were giving off a golden hue and his shoulder was still bleeding to the ground. He would smirk at them and laugh as he was talking to himself in his head. "What the Hell is wrong with me...I am starting to turn into Surutameni or another demon...that attack on Riyota was uncalled for and now he is bleeding out and is going to die...I am a damn medic and I am causing more trouble for myself...ugh am I really that 'insane'? No, I can't be insane...I just can't...what about my kid and Yanshi...what about---ugh! Damn it damn it damn it all to Hell, damn!" His eyes would close then as he dropped the kunai and tears would slowly go down his face as he walked away from Mao and towards Riyota. His hands going through handseals creating three clones that had no element to them and they would stand in a distance awaiting orders from him. He would kneel down beside Riyota and see the true damage that he caused as the ribs weren't just poking out of the body, but literally seemed like they were ripped out and the way they were positioned, it appeared one was going to pierce his heart if it had moved anymore. He would look at Kagari and Azusa trying to smile but the frown being displayed would not disappear. He sighed and said solemnly: "Kagari, you did the body switch so you officially passed the class. I would ask you to stay until I dismiss class so if you'd like you can get some more practice in switching or go help Mao or Azusa with it. Mao and Azusa, you two need to do the body switch jutsu still along with Riyota if he is able. So please go over there and get ready to fight my clones. You will have three chances to body switch, you need to do it just once." He would lower his head and point in the distance as he began to look over Riyota. He sighed heavily and said sadly: "I am sorry that I did that to you, Riyota, but you need to control your curse seal. This is twice that you lost control of it and if it was someone else, you would've died already. Just stay still and let me heal you so you can get up and show me your body switch technique."

When Azusa and Mao were in the general area that Kyuji pointed, the clones would begin to rush at them individually swinging lefts and rights to try to hit them. These two had one simple task with three tries: body switch out of the way of the clone one time. As they were doing that, Kyuji was looking at Riyota placing a medical seal on his one leg that would hopefully start recovering the health and chakra that he had lost slowly while he had his medical assistant doing mystical hand on the boy's chest and Kyuji himself was slowly pushing the rib-cage back into the body with his own body radiating a green aura sending some of his own chakra into the boy's as he continued pushing. If Riyota was still conscious, he would be in severe pain probably screaming from the surgery being down to him. But slowly, the cage would go back into the body as Kyuji was cautiously making sure he was not piercing a vital organ that Riyota would need particularly the heart. If the heart would be hit by the ribs, certain death would probably occur. The whole time he would be talking to Riyota slowly letting him know that he just needed to breath and everything will be okay. In all honesty, Kyuji was trying to fight crying at what he had done as he should've never tried to attack someone so young and inexperienced with a jutsu so powerful, what was he thinking?!


[OOC Notes:
1. Your next post will be due Sunday Feb 14th by 12 AM forum time aka GMT-0.
2. Strike Counter: Riyota and Azusa have 1, Sunaku Hoshiko has 3 and has failed the class. Hoshiko, you may continue to roleplay if you'd like or may void yourself out.
3. Again, no need for posting order so just post when you can
4. If you cannot make the post time limit due to personal reasons, just PM me and we will go from there.
5. Have fun!~
6. In an actual fight, I couldn't use all these clones but just go with it in this.
7. Surutameni said I could post so yeah haha.
8. Go ahead and do your three tries in the next post, you can have control over my clones. If you decide to attack one of them, it will poof.]

 

[Miroku Riyota]

Riyota had calmed down for the most part, his Solar seal managing to dull most of the pain. He gritted his teeth and lay back, taking care to cover the glowing mark on his chest, as to avoid his classmates noticing it. He noticed Azusa running over to aid him. He attempted to lift a hand to gesture that he was fine, that no help was required. In actuality, his life was at great risk, but he didn't want to interrupt the lesson just because he was too stupid to dodge one attack. He laughed at the girl's reaction, which caused a bit of blood to leak out of his mouth. He attempted to tell her that he knew it would be fine, but the blood in his throat only caused him to make some sort of gagging noise when attempting to speak.

He chuckled again which caused him to wince when the girl lost her nerve and almost began lecturing him, like a mother would berate a child for doing something silly. The sound of her flute helped though, and he slowly struggled to get to his feet before feeling her hand keeping him down. Riyota honestly couldn't blame her, he didn't even want to know what would happen if he slipped out of control even for a second. He heard Kyuji loudly announce his Curse seals and their dangers to everyone and the man received the biggest death stare the boy could muster at the time. Oh geez Kyuji, maybe say it louder, I think half the village didn't quite hear you. Riyota thought, wishing he could actually say it to the man, before resting his head down again. His eyes coming to focus on a boy standing on the sidelines. Suru... Riyota mentally called out to him, since physical words were eluding him. Riyota didn't have any actual mental powers of course, he just liked to think in full words and sentences.

Suddenly as the area filled with smoke, Kagari came to stand in front of the pair, making sure nothing else could get to them. Riyota gave a silent nod of thanks to the other boy. It's...good to know that everyone isn't just out for themselves. the effects of Azusa's song were wearing off however and his Solar seal could only do so much. However his eyes fell on Kyuji as the man knelt down to attempt to heal his wounds. As the surgery started Riyota could clearly hear...and feel his ribs cracking and snapping back into place. He cried out yet again as more blood was coughed out of his mouth. His squirming was handled by Azusa, as his vision began to blur...and he lost consciousness for the time being.

 

[Koizumi Mao]

And just as she closed in on her target, her vision had suddenly completely blocked itself. While the vast amount of smoke clouding her senses made the cause of her blindness obvious, her mind couldn't help but automatically scan over the possibility of some sort of internal trauma. It wasn't as if she would be able to recognize the possibility before it actually happened, after all, due to the condition she's had to grow up with. While the girl could no longer see, Mao could feel the faint echo that trembled along the ground with each step she took. Kyuji could hear her continued action directly toward him without a single moment of hesitance, which meant she clearly wasn't using her eyes to determine where he was located. Her leg swung forward, and contact was felt by her rough kick. She wasn't exactly sure where the blow impacted her sensei, but she was quite sure that it did, a cocky grin stretching across her lips.

After the bold move seemingly payed off, now was the time to continue her assault, willing and able to capitalize on the supposed advantage over the opponent. Her body immediately turned while it was still imposing upon Kyuji, rearing back her fist in preparation to strike another mighty blow. As she leaned forward, there was a small amount of pressure on her neck, which she was quick to chalk up to her blood racing in the heat of battle. By the time the smoke cleared, however, she noted that her sensei looked neither bruised nor broken by her first strike, sporting only the wound he sustained by Riyota. Not only that, but his extended arm held the sharp instrument that he aimed toward her neck. While he may have assumed that would stop her from advancing as it would any other person, the small rivulet of blood running past the edge of the blade spoke otherwise. The kunai had scraped past the edge of her jawline, and had already begun cutting a streak toward her esophagus. Not only did Mao's body refuse to flinch or even wince in reaction to the gash, it looked as if she didn't even notice just how close she was to cutting her own throat open; which was also surprising that she didn't, considering she had nearly thrown all of her weight forward and the metal knife refused to pierce more than an inch into her body. Her grin didn't fade, displaying a clear look of exhilaration rather than the pain or concern that her teammates sported. Their sensei clearly outclassed them all, and she had no real chance at actually posing a threat, yet she still tried even in the midst of dire circumstances. It became more than a student activity - it became a challenge.

Sadly, the challenge ended nearly as abruptly as it had been declared, her arm lowering as soon as the kunai ducked away from her hard flesh and clattered on the ground. Her excitement faded upon spotting the sadness and remorse that streaked down her sensei's cheeks, mimicking a similar trail of crimson that dribbled down her neck. Was that it? One kid gets an injury in a game he knew was dangerous to play, and the man immediately regrets what he's done? Rather than voicing her disappointment, she stepped in line with the other students that were still standing as she listened to Kyuji's announcement to the class. Just then, something crossed her mind that made her attention fade. 'Body Switch Technique'. The echoing words gave her deja vu. Her brow furrowed, briefly thinking back to when she'd last heard it. She knew that technique, and was supposed to show her capability of performing it, until...

Her head turned aside near the collection of targets Kyuji had previously summoned, catching the sight of Azusa's hat nailed to the ground with a rogue kunai. The jingling. It all came back to her now. The girl's gaze shot back to the shorter girl next to her. Rather than looking angry, she actually looked somewhat impressed. "The bet's not over yet." Neither of them have successfully displayed the jutsu yet, after all. While she finally caught on the ruse the priestess pulled on her, it seems she continued to remain completely oblivious to the slash across her neck. At least she wasn't that much of a bleeder; and as terrible as it may have looked, it didn't hold a candle to the boy writhing in pain with an exposed rib. Was he really cursed? He just looked intent on taking down his sensei, which was what he was supposed to be doing. Perhaps Mao currently wasn't the best person to judge whether or not a person had lost control.

Once she stepped over to the cleared area that their instructor had pointed out to them, one of the copies was headed her way. There was a quick glance toward the other girl nearby, intent on watching how she prepared for the oncoming attack. Was she going to try and study over the seals again, or find another crafty way to slip past the assault? One thing was certain: Mao is going to be a little more mindful of those bells from now on. By the time the clone of Kyuji reached her and threw forward his feline fist of fury to strike her, the hand would instead suddenly impact one of the targets that had been left for their use. (Non-Elemental Ninjutsu - Body Switch) Mao's body appeared behind the clone in tandem with the misdirection, immediately spinning around and lashing out her left leg to sweep her heel against her sensei's back, causing the look-alike to poof in defeat. If Azusa was still intent on beating her colleague, she'll certainly have a hard time doing so, considering how much Mao had practiced with the useful technique before this lesson.

 

[Muramasa Maya]

Azusa had the fortunate of not being attacked during this time...although given her proximity to Riyota, and attack sent in their direction would probably be too much for the poor boy to handle. He was practically falling apart, afterall. Truthfully, the fox priestess was abit lightheaded and squeamish from the sight, but refused to show any signs of it effecting her for the sole fact that Riyota was toughing through it consciously.

Azusa slowly retreated away as Kyuji approached, on one account of giving him and Riyota space, and on another for the fact that he was unnerving to her, between the golden glare, laughing and tears. Her instincts were more about backing away and retreating, afterall. "...Yes...Will do..." Azusa agreed, her ears drooping low as she left Kyuji to attend to Riyota. It seemed their class was almost finished, and as she had left, she overheard Kyuji speaking to Riyota about control of some sort. Curse Seal? Was Riyota affected by some kind of curse he had to deal with, on top of the exposed bone? To be able to withstand the amount of damage his body had taken could be seen as either a blessing or a curse, she guessed...

Eitherway, it seemed having the goals of the class restated had helped bring back Mao's clarity, to the point where she restated the challenge Azusa had made earlier. Azusa's scarlet eyes instinctively went to the wound upon Mao; it was not as gruesome as Riyota's injury of course, but it was still unnerving to her. (Everyone else is getting hurt without letting it stop them...And I'm the one being worried about a cut or two?) Azusa refused to be a coward, but the fact that she had freaked out earlier without even being hit both embarrassed her and made her blood boil. She knew she had no right to be so worried when she was the only one unharmed.

...But hearing Mao's response was enough to help Azusa channel that dissatisfaction with herself into something, her ears perking up from their previous discouraged expression. After having her hat cleanly picked off by a projectile and seeing her peer practically blown apart she had been more-or-less demoralized, so Azusa owed her thanks to Mao for helping get her refocused...Not that she'd admit it. "You remembered! I thought I'd have to remind you." Her bold facade was back in time to finished their competition.

When the clone of Kyuji rushed her down, Azusa braced herself for a direct challenge, resisting the urge to duck or dodge. She did manage to complete the seals in time, feeling disoriented as she appeared a short distance away, avoiding the technique, and falling to all fours before pouncing in a brisk retreat. She had done it! It would still be some time before she was comfortable enough to use it on reaction, but for now she would at least know that she could do it.

Granted, she was slower at it than Mao, and much more uncoordinated afterwards. "...Hmm!" Azusa said, with a pleased smile on her face. She was successful, but only after Mao had both regained her memory and performed the technique, without even counting that she had been attacking sensei head-on the entire time. No matter how Azusa looked at it, Mao had won...but Azusa was glad, regardless. "And here I thought you were all muscle and no mind. I guess I can't go so easy on you next time, huh?" Unlike Mao who clearly had shown a preference for head on challenges like this, Azusa had no real talent for direct conflict; which was a very tough truth for her to handle, but she was steadily realizing her strengths and weaknesses.

[MFT]

 

[Toshiwakai Kagari]

As the smoke started to clear, things started to calm down finally. Kagari's plan actually worked in a way, Mao and Kyujin stopped fighting and realized the very injured state of his classmate. Their sensei declared basically the end of their very intense test, looking visibly defeated. Maybe it wasn't just the injury to his shoulder that made him look this somber, or once he got a glance at a student lying down in a pool of his own blood with the students coming to help first insteead of their sensei got him thinking. Either way Kagari breathed a sigh of relief, he lowered his guard and turned around as he cringed at the sight of Riyota. He now got a closer look at the boy, it wasn't a pretty sight to look at. A mixture of flesh and dirt surrounded Riyota's wound, you couldn't really tell where his chest and abdomen were still intact. Kagari moved out of the way to let Kyujin do his work, he didn't want to continue looking at the grotesque sight.

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"Kagari, you did the body switch so you officially passed the class. I would ask you to stay until I dismiss class so if you'd like you can get some more practice in switching or go help Mao or Azusa with it. Mao and Azusa, you two need to do the body switch jutsu still along with Riyota if he is able. So please go over there and get ready to fight my clones. You will have three chances to body switch, you need to do it just once."

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Kagari smiled, it was nice to hear he passed after all that. It was a sign that he was getting better, a sign that he could become a ninja. Albeit, he learned to switch himself with an object, it was still a minor accomplishment. But, his three classmates still didn't pass just yet. Although he wasn't sure if Riyota can even continue participating, unless their sensei can patch up missing bones and flesh. <B>"I'll do what I can sensei. But, honestly I think they'll be fine." Kagari knew Mao and Azusa's competitive spirit would drive them to master the technique in a short timeframe, if he even tried to help they'd probably say he was in the way. 'Girls...' Kagari thought as he turned torwards the now newly summoned clones, a short distance away from them.

Mao was already at it, and did the technique at ease without any hesitation. She was definately confident in her abiilities, or a quick learner. Azusa herself replicated the technique, this time without looking like a fool. It was most likely close quarter combat wasn't her specialty, Kagari observed as after she used the technique she was visibly dizzy. The technique was very quick and can disorient the senses, although Kagari wondered if there were other techniques similar to this. He walked over to a boulder, took out a pen from his pack and drew a big ol' smiley face on it. Kagari smiled, then walked torwards one of the clones and gestured that he wanted to be tested. As the Kyujin-clone started to make it's approach and attack, Kagari closed his eyes and focused on the object he was going to replace himself with and poof! A big ol' smiling dumb rock now sat infront of a clone.

'Well, that's that. I wonder if he's going to teach us anything more considering....Riyota...' Kagari looked over to where Riyota was still lying, a green energy emitting from his body as he say Kyujin healing the boy.

 

[Tomomi]

In the distance, the healthy three students remaining in the class had all decided to take a crack at the Body Switch Technique once again and try to pass the class for today. It would appear Mao and Azusa were both still having their friendly competition as Kyuji could hear over his work the two exchanging friendly words to one another which brought a slight smile to his face as he continued to operating on Riyota. Mao would begin practicing the technique first followed by Azusa and then Kagari. Each student that had decided to take the challenge by Kyuji against one of his clones seemed to pass with flying colors as he heard each of his clones poofing after one of them used the technique. "So they passed this class. Excellent." he would think to himself as Riyota had lost consciousness and his bleeding was slowly subsiding from the medical proceedings.

By the time the three students had practiced their technique and succeeded, Kyuji had placed the ribs of the boy back into his body and had nearly sewed the the boy's chest up. Luckily for the child, their sensei had also infused some of his own chakra in the body on the ribs as a protective coating to help with the healing process and hopefully get Riyota back to one hundred percent earlier than the normal recovery time of one to two months. Honestly, the descendant of Byakko knew that regardless of the recovery time the boy wasn't going to wait around that long and he was probably going to cause even more injury to himself. He would apologize to the boy when he awoke for the damage he caused and would tell the boy the diagnosis of the surgery in the hopes he would listen for once.

Once he was sure the boy was stable and breathing on his own without too much strain, he would get up from his knelled position and turn his attention to the students but not before noticing two familiar figures in the distance staring at them that appeared to be that demon kid and his cranky bird. He would stare at them momentarily before shrugging it off and walking over to the other three while his medical assistance was still watching Riyota closely. He would clap his hands together as his eyes would resume his normal golden hue as smile at them with each step. In a mere few seconds, he was standing in close proximity to them and looked at each of them individually before closing his eyes and saying in a friendly tone: "You all passed! Congratulations!" His eyes would then open up as his friendly demeanor continued as he talked to them: "I was planning on teaching you another technique, but because of the incident that happened between Riyota and me...that will have to wait until another day as the boy's health is more important than pressing on and trying to attend to his health and teach you all at the same time." He then would turn and look back at Riyota taking a moment to catch his breath before continuing again: "If anyone is concerned about him, he will be okay. He is just resting and will recover from his broken ribs in 4-6 weeks if he actually rests and doesn't overuse his body. As for you, Mao and Kagari, you two are free to leave if you want. Azusa, I want to speak to you for a few minutes about something I saw today...it is not bad at all, I promise." His gaze would then turn back to those two figures in the distance looking at all of them, damn did they look like Surutameni and Unmei.

His gaze would then return back to Riyota and he would watch the boy from the distance to make sure nothing was going haywire. It was going to be up to the boy to go to the hospital or not, but his best bet was to probably go and get a better evaluation on his condition and at the very least make sure the ribs were taped up. Kyuji would await the response from the other three before doing anything towards Riyota.


[OOC:
1. Your next post will be due Sunday Feb 20th by 11:59 PM forum time aka GMT-0.
2. Strike Counter: Riyota and Azusa have 1, Sunaku Hoshiko has 3 and has failed the class. Hoshiko, you may continue to roleplay if you'd like or may void yourself out.
3. Again, no need for posting order so just post when you can
4. If you cannot make the post time limit due to personal reasons, just PM me and we will go from there.
5. Have fun!~
6. Surutameni said I could post so yeah haha.
7. Everyone passed but Riyota and obviously Surutameni and Hoshiko. Riyota, I am asking Council what to do so you get the bonus as well. You might have to take the fail status though.
8. Kagari and Mao, you are free to go. Surutameni, you are as well obviously. Riyota and Azusa, just stay for one more round and I will let yous go then I promise ^^
9. I will post up the class rewards request for you all then ^^
10. I had fun, thank you!
11. MFT: 705 Words]

 

[Miroku Riyota]

Riyota's eyes fluttered open slowly and he winced as light once again entered his vision. He had only been out just over 2 minutes, but his head was pounding like it had been days. He regained his senses quickly enough to hear Kyuji announcing the end of the class, and a pang of guilt struck Riyota. It was over...just like that...because of him. He couldn't handle being the one who prevented those who still wanted to learn in this class from learning. He clenched his fists and blood drained from his hands. He slowly and carefully rolled himself over so he was face to face with the floor. Then he began pushing himself up of the ground, searing pain in his side caused his elbows to buckle and he fell to the ground hard again. Steeling himself after crying out in pain, scrunching up his face as tears began forming. He pushed himself up again, doing his best to ignore the agony in his side, mentally promising itself it would go away. He slowly and unsteadily made it to his feet, his face contorted in pain. "I...can still do this...the class can...go on right?" he asked Kyuji, hopeful that it wasn't too late.

As he put one foot in front of the other, holding his side and hobbling over to his teacher and the other students. "You can fail me...if it means...everyone can keep going...but...but if you need everyone to do the technique...t-then..." the chakra shaping in his body only stacking on to his suffering. As he slowly formed one hand seal, and then another, his hands trembling but the boy remaining determined to prove his worth. Trying his best through clenched teeth, hoping this would allow everyone to learn more techniques.

Looking to the girls and then the other boy, he smiled a weak smile. "Kagari...thanks for sticking with me there...even though you didn't need to." his eyes went to the fox eared girl "Azusa, I appreciate what you did for me...it honestly made me feel better...I...uh...I hope we see each other again soon." A wider smile and a slight blush coming to his face. "Mao...thanks for not freaking out..." he chuckled, showing he didn't hold any resentment for the other girl. "Kyuji, don't stress about it...I had it coming, I'll be fine soon..." he grinned, shaking his head as he thought. God, I'm making it sound like I'm on my death bed, what's with me? getting so dramatic all of a sudden.

MFT

[All in all, it's cool if everyone wants to end the class here, just thought this would at least give me something to write.]

 

[Surutameni]

While all the commotion and fighting went on, Suru had kept his distance and remained a rather stalwart watcher. He observed the combatants, the students mainly, his eyes only roving over towards Kyuji to mark his personage and acknowledge the man's existance. The fact that the mednin had damn near blown Riyota to pieces made him smile, the expression twisted by the inner demon that the boy harbored, but the actions from Kyuji had definitely surprised the young ninja. 'Hrm.... I wonder why he would go that far so quickly in a class of all things?' All the same, he would remain where he was, Unmei squawking softly towards him now and again.

The fight at that point was pretty much over, smoke bombs and the like went off and the one girl who seemed to have a grasp on earth jutsus, but nothing else, was still on the offensive and aiming a kick at her "sensei". The youth's eyes would roll, such a boring show of force. The group as a whole wasn't actually bad, but he didn't much care for the show offs, finding them more irritating than anything. He reached towards his hawk companion, gently scritching the bird through his feathers. Once the last vestiges of combat settled, everyone split off to do their own sorts of things. It appeared the two females and the one unrecognized boy were to go practice or some such as Kyuji sent them away and continued his repairs on Riyota.

Surutameni watched, eager, not to learn, but to observe. The side trio managed to do what they were apparently told, and at that point he would approach the group. Not to doing anything rash or to instigate anything, but to make his presence known. As he walked closer, he heard Kyuji talk of ending the class and letting a couple of the other kids leave. He waved, the action nonchalant and emotionless. "Hey."

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[[OOC: Sorry I never posted again until now, it just didn't feel like the right moment. LOVE YOU GUYS DONT HATE ME! ]]​

 

[Muramasa Maya]

Good news? She passed. Everyone had passed, to be precise. Which meant Azusa wouldn't have to feel guilt over messing with Mao earlier, which was great for her.
Bad news? It was pretty hard for the priestess to watch Riyota force himself up despite clearly being in pain. "Yeah, umm...try not to die before getting to Genin." I mean, he started the class with part of the building collapsing, and ended it with a sensei assisting his chest cavity in getting a breath of fresh air. If he could graduate in spite of this happening in one class, then odds are he'd be pretty good as a shinobi. His luck could hardly get worse, right?
Possibly even worse news? Their medical sensei had wanted her to remain behind, and although he said it wasn't for anything bad, Azusa had doubts. (He definitely noticed me freeze earlier...)

At this point Azusa was convinced that she wouldn't have any more knives thrown at her, and went to adjust her hat to cover her ears...only to remember that it had been so precisely sniped off her head and pinned to a nearby wall earlier. (It's ripped...) Azusa noted as she went to reclaim it, her face showing a slight look of dejection to say the least. Her hat matched her red and white color-scheme of her shrine garments back at home really well, too...

Not wanting to be lectured in front of the others, she took her time brushing her accessories and herself off, hoping that doing so would have given the others time to go on their ways...or at least disengage themselves from near Kyuji. Although it seemed some dark-haired kid that Azusa didn't recall partaking in class had business with him too, and Azusa didn't want to make it too obvious that she was stalling. Thus, the priestess of foxes returned to Kyuji, scowling with her hat in one hand, and lobbing Kyuji's Kunai towards his feet in with the other.

"Sensei. You ruined my hat." Azusa bluntly stated. Sure, she could have her servant, Hinoka sew (or be told by Azusa to learn to sew; the unfortunate reality of serving Azusa...), and Kyuji could have easily ruined her hair, face, or head in general instead...But that wasn't the point. She had performed her technique successfully, thus was filled with her sense of entitlement.
...It was also her small way of trying to manipulate him to feel 'guilty', and thus not lecture her as much over the uselessness she had shown while being attacked, which Azusa assumed was what he had wanted her to remain behind for.

[MFT]

 

[Koizumi Mao]

Her rather acrobatic spin kick coming full circle, both of her feet sat on solid ground again in the wake of her enemy's disappearance. The girl's attention immediately turned back to her classmate, interested to see how Azusa held up against the clone assigned to her. It seems the smaller student was able to figure out the technique just in time to slip past their sensei-double's opening attack, which brought her a few feet away in the midst of a successful retreat. A little sloppy, but very impressive for her first time performing the technique. Mao couldn't help but recall back upon her own discovery of it's use in comparison; it began with repeated failures, and the first success still earned her an immediate beat down during her moments of disorientation. Perhaps the threat of violence was more effective on the priestess than herself, though the only thing she feared about being beaten is the possibility of spending some time cooped up in a bed and away from her regular activities.

But still, no matter how well her competitor tricked her beforehand, she was still the victor in the end. What's more is that her classroom rival wasn't upset over her loss. Sure, Mao had the unfair advantage with her mastery of the technique in question, but Azusa fared better than she had expected of her. It was obvious that the smaller girl would have a little more trouble beating her in a more physical setting, so she tried to even the playing field with an advantage of her own. As uncalled for as genjutsu may have been, the bet had no specific rules other than successfully pulling off a body switch, and ninja do whatever it takes to complete their mission. Her arms crossed over her chest, confident smirk returning in full force. "You don't gotta worry about pulling any punches on me. You're gonna need all the bells in the world to take me on." Despite her playful boasting, she couldn't help but feel some excitement at the prospect of seeing Azusa's limits. Perhaps it may be enough to draw out her own. Very few people ever challenge Mao more than once, after all.

Briefly glancing toward Kagari, it seems he took the opportunity to practice the technique again, with another success. He was a quick study - though most of the less distracted students were. Mao had always gotten herself too wrapped up in an activity of her own to be that focused, which was an obvious weak point of hers. She wasn't given much more time to observe before their teacher finally tore himself away from the ribcage he corrected and turned to address his healthier pupils. They passed! Well, of course they did. They met the requisite standards. "Cool lesson, sensei." A compliment rarely passed out by her, as most of her other classes were so boring they either left her heavily distracted or in a near comatose state.

There was another distant cry of pain, her gaze catching the sight of the injured boy trying his best to lift himself off of the ground. Probably not the smartest plan, considering the condition he was in mere moments ago, but he seemed to reach the rest of the group just fine without his chest exploding a second time. While Azusa had trouble watching Riyota bare the immense pain he must be going through, Mao remained entirely unsympathetic. It was almost as if she didn't understand why the boy was struggling so much to speak. "Don't mention it." Even without the distraction of charging at an opponent, she looked indifferent toward Riyota's compromising situation; his sincere statement toward her proved that he didn't mind anyway.

And then she was dismissed, nodding again in affirmation once given permission to leave. Just as she was about to turn away, she couldn't help but notice that the other girl was being kept a little while longer. Whatever noteworthy act she made that caught their sensei's attention, despite Kyuji's reassurance that it was nothing bad, Mao saw that Azusa was a little nervous over the possibilities. Rather than sticking around and finding out herself, she decided not to intrude, instead bidding the girl farewell. "I'll catch ya later. Good luck." Seeing that her work here was done, she began walking away from the small area in front of the academy building they've been using as a classroom. On her way out of the complex, she intentionally passed by the wayward boy that finally had the nerve to approach the dispersing group. She briefly scanned the robed figure, eventually settling her attention upon the avian creature lurking upon his shoulder. Once her passing brought her next to Surutameni, she spoke up. "Cool bird." Without a pause, she walked past him during his approach toward Kyuji, nonchalantly headed back to the main portion of the village.

[MFT][WC: 813]
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