Twilight, the radiant sun retreating into the distant horizon and the only true refraction of light was the lampposts littering the academy grounds. Mikasa's ivory medical coat acted as a beacon, her session would serve as honing chakra control and utilizing the basic shinobi technique in less than ideal conditions. The sky way above would begin to reveal faint blankets of twinkling diamonds, and muffled crunching of twigs emit from underneath her leather boots. Strolling forward her gaze would aim star bound, a faint twinkling is present as a swift set of handseals is formulated. "Doton: Doryūheki!" she announces, slamming her single leather glove hand against the terrain as one could audibly hear bellows below as chakra surges forth into the soil.
The Medical Sennin's main element was Earth, ergo her control over the nature manipulation was top notch compared to the norm. Jolting upright, mounds of grass tremor and oddly protrude in unusual patterns. Ultimately an enormous slide of land would rise and the kunoichi standing on top of the pentacle. Stray debris cascades, the Sennin crossing her arms and staring towards the looming academy in the distance. The height of the wall was no more and no less than ten meters, a sufficient challenge for what she were going to present as a learning opportunity.
Satisfied with her work, she takes notice of the ambient light in the backdrop, a thin grin etches across her features. Extending her ungloved index finger outwards, she mouths a single phrase, 'Bang.."
An abrupt thin stream of water would rocket downward to crash into the shifted tera below. The objective of the day would be to scale the wall while avoiding the barrage of basic techniques; thus teaching the importance of chakra reservation and waiting for opportune moment to strike down an opponent. Mikasa's only wish were that she hoped a promising student would rise to the challenge.
[OOC: Only taking up to three!]
The Medical Sennin's main element was Earth, ergo her control over the nature manipulation was top notch compared to the norm. Jolting upright, mounds of grass tremor and oddly protrude in unusual patterns. Ultimately an enormous slide of land would rise and the kunoichi standing on top of the pentacle. Stray debris cascades, the Sennin crossing her arms and staring towards the looming academy in the distance. The height of the wall was no more and no less than ten meters, a sufficient challenge for what she were going to present as a learning opportunity.
Satisfied with her work, she takes notice of the ambient light in the backdrop, a thin grin etches across her features. Extending her ungloved index finger outwards, she mouths a single phrase, 'Bang.."
An abrupt thin stream of water would rocket downward to crash into the shifted tera below. The objective of the day would be to scale the wall while avoiding the barrage of basic techniques; thus teaching the importance of chakra reservation and waiting for opportune moment to strike down an opponent. Mikasa's only wish were that she hoped a promising student would rise to the challenge.
[OOC: Only taking up to three!]
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