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Krypt: Tower of might

Post by Strategist » Sun Nov 18, 2018 6:50 pm

Shinku woods. In all its glory, the vast tree riddled region was a mythical wonderland of crimson flora and fauna the likes of which no tourist could have ever dreamed of! Accentuated by an eerie calm and thin blanket mist one could either find themselves enriched by their surroundings or driven to the brink of madness by an unwavering paranoia. Now, winter had beset the region and an infinite number of crimson leaves could be found buried beneath blankets of snow - leaving their Trees bare and but nonetheless lacking in luster. If one listened carefully enough they might even hear the sound of whistling as a biting winter's breeze passed occasionally through the region like a sweeping broom and the far off whaling of a family of Bear traveling to warmth.

Taking in the surroundings it would have been easy to miss the young man crouched low behind a large rock easily twice the size of his torso and a tilted log, both of which were covered in snow, unless you were looking for him. For this young man had hair the same color as the snow and bore a white scarf tied firmly around his face so that it would not come loose, leaving only a set of piercing Auburn orbs that seemed to be searching for something very specific or rather, someone. There could be no question as to whether or not the young man had come prepared for a lengthy stay out in the elements because the light Grey flak vest, thermal black long sleeved shirt and gloves all but welcomed the chilly environment with open arms. Similar to the kind of militaristic dress style found in the great nations, the young man's pants were bound tight from the upper calf down to his ankles leaving no margin for being snagged on anything as he passed by should he decide to move quickly or even miscellaneous noises that would have served to announce his positioning. But why go through all the trouble?

Somewhere skulking about the snow filled forested land of Shinku Woods was a man who could not under any circumstance be taken lightly, for to allow that Shinobi an opportunity to strike true was to invite the cold stinging embrace of death. At least, those were the steaks. Neither Gene nor Takeo would ever intentionally try to murder one another but both were of a silent agreement that the other demanded one's full dedication. To Gene, the snowy-haired young man who even now still drank in his surroundings with a grim sense of calm, this opportunity was both a high honor and a chance to see just how much he'd improved in times past. Overcoming this obstacle would mean he'd be able to take on higher tier assignments and even solo missions vital to the village; while any micro failures could be quickly learned from and promptly corrected, a win - win situation.

Gene had already run through his inventory twice over in his head and mentally it could be said that he'd been well prepared for the struggle to come. However, he was unsure of how or when he would come under fire which made it easy to maintain his guard. Better put, it was his concern for a Genjutsu farce that spurred his desire to maintain constant vigil over his surroundings - knowing his greatest weakness better than anyone. With this concern in mind Gene questioned everything out of the ordinary in addition to things that seemed too ordinary. Since the climate was now fast approaching the winter season Gene would have thought it highly odd had a swarm of insects native to the region but only active during the Summer season found its way nearby.

These exercises are starting to get more dangerous...I wonder if that's a good or bad thing. A lingering thought among many within the young Eighteen year old's mind and perhaps the most natural line of thinking juxtaposed with how not to die young or what it would feel like to take a life at his age, among other things. Still human and still a teenager at heart there were things that even he couldn't abandon even though he'd been disciplined all his life in order to do so. Whether or not that fact were a weakness hinged on his ability to internalize his thoughts and Gene could do at least that much to save face. After all, if he could get over the thought and fear of dying then surely anything was possible.

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Krypt: Tower of might

Post by Izanagi » Mon Dec 10, 2018 12:21 am

The biting cold, crisp air and towering trees standing sentinel over the snow-covered land. The Fangless Hound of Konoha or Raging Wolf as he had come to be known was very much in his element. Every breath filled him with invigoration and a thirst for the hunt. The woods had always felt a second home to him, regardless of what region of the world he was in such a place would feel familiar to him and as such he would thrive. The bearded hunter’s striking cobalt eyes peered off into the landscape, somewhere hidden within a 5-mile area was his target. Mitsurugi Gene, a man he had come to know and respect over the years, once a prodigal young shinobi whom he had recruited into the shadowy organization that he had created Gene had grown into something of a remarkable force though the true extent of his abilities were unknown even to Takeo. They had sparred less than a year prior, the young Special Jounin holding up adequately against the bear summon known as Sesshoujin as well as evading several area of effect attacks via Takeo’s ninjutsu. Today however Takeo would embrace his roots and the spirit of the festival. He would hunt and be one with nature, a ghost of the forest who would strike swiftly and with great precision.

Dressed head to toe in white clothing marked with dark patterns resembling the shadows cast by trees, Takeo would spare no effort in adapting to his surroundings, having bought an outfit locally that would optimize his ability to blend in with the terrain. All of his standard ordinance remained, his sword contained in a black sheath and similarly his weapon holsters and pouch being matte black. He too wore his forehead protector, the dark steel having lost much of its sheen long ago after 20 years of service. Breathing slowly and focussing on lowering his vital signs behind the cover of a bush the Hokage’s presence would nearly cease to exist. He was already adept at keeping his steps silent, even in snow, moving with unnatural swiftness due to subtle applications of chakra and inhuman bodily control and now even his breathing and heartrate would seem to vanish as well to the point that if a medical shinobi were to assess him he would appear to be a corpse. Continuing to focus on his utmost control over his body the man would extend his senses, the world around him coming alive as he took in every scent and sound, his range growing the longer he focused on the world around him that he would have now seemed to disappear into.

Though Gene would still be outside of his range of senses every motion around him could be detected, he could discern the location and species of every animal within his vicinity, hear the mice scurrying about underground and the birds fluttering about, even every drip of water melting off the snow covered branches and falling to the ground. He could smell the hair of a deer that had been left behind near a set of tracks as well as the decaying leaves under the snow, even the dirt and the various species of trees via the bark and the contrast between the scent of the blood red sap of the indigenous trees and the more acidic conifers he was accustomed to. As the subtle wind blew it too would carry scents forth, the fur and natural musk’s of various animals including fox, bear and more deer were carried with it. It was only a matter of time before the wind shifted and the scent of Gene made its way back to him or perhaps it would be a sound that would tip him off. He expected Gene was skilled enough to not make any distinct noises accidently of course but he wouldn’t put it past him to set an ambush, luring him in with a seemingly innocently missed sign only to plan several steps ahead. ‘How far does your patience extend?’ he wondered absently. A former ANBU commander and a prospective one engaged in a battle of wits and hunting prowess against a snowy backdrop. Soon there would be blood but who would deliver the first strike was any man’s guess.
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Silent Footsteps
D-Ranked Taijutsu Discipline
A fundamental skill in a hunter’s repertoire, Takeo has learned to move at a walking pace without his steps making any discernable sounds. Even in thick foliage he can identify and navigate around fragile twigs and dry leaves and step on vegetation in a way as to not make a sound.

Lurking in the Shadows
C-Ranked Taijutsu Discipline
This pseudo-camouflage technique doesn’t grant any form of true invisibility, simply it dictates Takeo’s ability to approach and stalk his targets unseen. Much like the animals of the forest he can seem to disappear simply by stepping into the foliage, knowing exactly how to navigate any natural or artificial cover that may present itself without exposing himself to visual identification save for the most perceptive of targets.

Fangless Hound
B-Ranked Taijutsu Discipline
Growing up surrounded by Inuzuka Takeo has developed a nose keen enough to rival their own. He can pick up on faint scents that average shinobi wouldn’t even notice to the point where he can distinguish the individual body scents of people as well as determine specific species of animals even by just a strand of hair. The passive range of this ability is about 30 meters though if he has picked up on a trail he can continue to follow it to its source assuming there are still scent particles in the air or physical remnants of a trail.

Sounds of the Forest
A-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: 30 Instinct
By closing his eyes and focussing for half a post in a near-meditative state Takeo is able to greatly enhance his sense of hearing. Even subtle sounds such as breathing and heartbeats can be detected within a 30-meter radius. He can also determine the intent and state of fatigue of individuals based off of these cues. For every post that Takeo remains focused with his eyes closed the range of his hearing increases by 10 meters to a maximum range of 100 meters.
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Ghost Walking
S-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: *[Iijutsu • False Death]
A skill that took Takeo years to master he has honed one of the arts of a true shinobi; the ability to lower ones breathing and heart rate to virtually undetectable levels even in the midst of combat. After a half post of slowed breathing and focus Takeo can move at his full speed while maintaining his undetectable vital signs, as well as eliminating any sound of movement including rustling of clothes or the drawing of weapons from anyone who doesn’t have a form of like-ranked enhanced senses.
Natsuki Takeo - Hokage of the Leaf
Karagata Shinjiro - Kiri Special Jounin; Jinchuuriki
Natsuki Yozei- Konoha Genin
Takeda Ichiro - D-Rank Waterfall Country

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Krypt: Tower of might

Post by Strategist » Mon Dec 10, 2018 5:55 am

Admittedly, Gene had never seen the likes of a true battle -- true war. He knew not the horrors that forever plagued those who'd been unfortunate enough to have gone through this trying ordeal nor did he know what it'd felt like to kill. However, if he could hypothesize just for a moment what real combat felt like Gene would have had to compare it to the uncertainty he now felt. Knowing that somewhere out there where his eyes could not see and his ears could not hear was a man who'd seen numerous battles, fought on numerous landscapes, and likely stripped away the life essence of numerous foes made Gene uneasy. This was not the fight waged between childish rivals determined to "beat" one another, this was a true simulation of combat in its raw form where the adversary excelled just as much in militaristic strategy as they did in discipline. Winning--surviving, was a matter of who had the sharpest mind and for that matter...who would make the first move.

Gene were just about to abandon his cover in favor of higher ground when a thought froze him in his tracks; If fighting against someone with more experience than me it wouldn't make sense to try and meet them head on, that would be like asking to get slaughtered. Besides, a head to head battle would definitely eat up my stamina and in a real fight getting gassed early on would also lead to me getting killed. If anything, the smart move would be to wait the enemy out and capitalize when they make a mistake out of eagerness. The problem with that little scenario is that Takeo probably already knows this from our last encounter, there's no way he'd risk exposing himself so easily unless he had a plan. So what's his game? Gene knew that Takeo was well aware of his battle instincts and had been for some time now. That fact alone put a huge hole in Gene's strategies because he couldn't feign ignorance and then exercise his technical skills to sway the battle in his favor; not that he wouldn't try, Takeo simply wouldn't allow him to do so.

On the surface he looked like just some average bearded old guy but Gene had seen first hand how stealthy the man was and how ridiculously powerful his jutsu were. In an instant he could create mountains or Tsunami's capable of flooding the entire forest with ease (a flood that Gene ultimately ended up having to clean up later >_>) and yet, for some inexplicable reason...he hadn't. More disturbing was that the forest even now, sustained an eerie quiet which could only mean that if the man was on the move he'd been doing a damn good job of keeping his noise level down and the snowy haze was beginning to affect Gene's visibility. So...how could he fight an enemy who he could neither see nor hear? Suddenly, Gene's eyes flashed with life as if to come into a revelation and what a revelation it was. Gene recalled upon the very first time that he and Takeo had met. Many times did he wonder how it was that the man was able to find him that day, well away from the village and most certainly not short of deterrents in the form of explosions and even set traps. Yet, despite all of that, Takeo had tracked him and even took his back so effortlessly. Back then Gene had only been a Chunin still in the shadow of his mentor, Minoru but well above the bar when it came down to preserving his presence when compared to most others at that time. However, this wouldn't be the last time that Takeo had managed to track him in slightly different but eerily similar circumstances; in the absence of sound and a true line of sight.


The truth behind the myth dangled so close to Gene's palm he could have reached out and snatched it clean out of the air, the crucial detail that he'd been overlooking. How had Takeo managed to track him down? The more Gene pondered the question the more his brain felt as though the puzzle pieces were starting to fit; how, he wondered, had the man who'd eclipsed him many years over managed to find him no matter the obstruction? Still pondering the answer to this question Gene decided to peek around his position of cover for signs of activity and then immediately after, checked his flanks. How had Takeo managed to track him down? The answer to this one question would serve to shift the tides of battle in his favor and Gene knew it; for if he could remove the thing that worked hardest against him immediately, then he could mount a crippling offensive. Alright...how to fight an enemy that I can't see and can't hear? With two of my senses gone I guess the only way to do this is by using my nose. It was at that moment that Gene gasped, realizing at last why he'd failed at every turn to remain hidden from the man. Well I'll be damned...he's been able to smell me this entire time. Sure, I might be able to kill the noise in my step and pick my hiding spots carefully but there's no way that I'd be able to hide my scent. Come to think about it, that's exactly how Masami was able to track me but by her being from the Inuzuka clan I never thought much of it. Well,well...so there are people besides them who can track by scent alone.

Now that he'd identified a potential problem, Gene began considering the best possible solution for counteracting it. Obviously, he wouldn't be able to wish his scent away with a magic wand and the idea of using chakra to temporarily hide his scent seemed useful in some ways but wasteful in many others. However, to do nothing would only serve to hasten the speed at which he'd be discovered and conversely, give up the one advantage that he had in his favor. With eyes constantly scanning his surroundings Gene instead began searching for an environmental factor that could assist him in his endeavor -- fortunately, the greatest tool at his disposal was laying right beneath his feet. All it took was one look down at the snow covering the ground for Gene to decide on what he needed to do and then execute; without a second thought the young man dropped from his crouched stance down into a prone position, placing his stomach and legs flat against the cold & went surface and giving himself over to the element. After all, there was no way to sneak up on his adversary without it.

Gene had chosen to lie down for a couple of reasons. The first and most apparent was that he would be much harder to spot with his choice of clothing blending in with the environment; the second and most important reason was that the snow and dirt over time would completely mask his scent and replace it instead with a more...natural odor unique to Shinku woods. This would be a process as the moist snow would first serve to dampen his clothing and strip away the human scent that otherwise would have clung to him whereas the dirt underneath the snow would give him an earthy smell over time. In his eyes, being cold and a little damp was a small price to pay if it meant that he'd come a step closer to getting the drop on his opponent...who he'd still had yet to actually find. He hadn't moved from his spot of cover yet and likely wouldn't until he felt confident that his scent was completely erased (a process that will take the next 2 posts to achieve) but now he'd been at the mercy of the little critters roaming underneath, on and inside of the log that offered him refuge. Discipline kept him from smacking the damned things as he didn't want to make any noise that would expose his position...not until he was ready to fight.

Granted, this pseudo camouflage was a gamble and the only way that Gene could truly be sure of its effectiveness was with time. The Specialist believed that if once he began moving about, he could sneak up on his opponent without being identified by his scent then his little self sacrifice would be worth it. If not, then at least he could tell the story of how he mingled with the insects to some drunken listener back at the inn. The thought did cross his mind to set up a few traps around his perimeter but Gene quickly renounced the idea. Traps placed now would only serve to identify his location to his opponent and it'd already been established that Takeo was a skilled tracker. Anything done from this point forward would require critical thinking and keen analytical prowess both of which Gene made a habit of using whenever faced with a problem. Takeo might have been the fangless hound but his presence only served to awaken Konoha's Sleeping Dragon.

Conscious of the threat, Gene would utilize every sense and tactic at his disposal in order to overcome this mountain of a challenge before him. Since he could not see his adversary in his current position Gene would have to rely on his ears, nose and mind's eye in order to try and determine where in this forest Takeo might have been hiding.
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[Get low!]

A rank Stance

Prerequisites: 30 Taijutsu, 33 Instinct

Description: There are times when in order to remain silent, unnoticed and most of all hidden, one must adapt to their environment in order to best utilize the natural resources available to them. To that affect Gene has learned the importance of being able to get around without walking or running to his destinations by quite literally crawling or maintaining cover by lying prone on the ground. While this does not in any way make him completely invisible, it does make him a smaller target therefore, harder to spot in most situations where cover is optimal and in the proper setting. Effectively, this means that he could hide in the bushes or foliage without drawing attention to himself or behind rocks, logs and similar forms of small cover without standing out from his environment. While in this stance, he may crawl at his full speed and strength without making noise in addition to having his scent obscured over time by the surfaces that he navigates, making him difficult to locate by smell save for by detection techniques of higher rank.
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Way of the Shadow
Pre requisites: [Stealth] Concentration, 20 Instinct
B-ranked Discipline
Through intensive training Gene has taken another step further in becoming a true Shinobi. He may now remain completely silently when walking and running but those with higher ranked hearing techniques may still hear him.

[Distinction]
B-ranked discipline
Prerequisites: Perception concentration & 20 instinct
Description: As a Shinobi, it is imperative to be able to distinguish between the sounds of nature and those that are unnatural for the sake of one's own safety. To that end, Gene has gained enough experience to be able to tell the difference between natural sounds and those of a battle. Additionally, he may tune out sounds to focus on specific sounds and noises making him much harder to fool.

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Krypt: Tower of might

Post by Izanagi » Mon Dec 24, 2018 2:31 pm

From his position nestled within the bushes Takeo found that even with his keen sense of smell and growing acuteness of hearing that there was no sign of Gene. Likely if he skulked around the woods carefully he would be able to pick up a trail of some sort though he knew Gene was skilled at moving silently and given the amount of snow and decaying foliage it would certainly be possible for his opponent to mask his scent making tracking him more difficult. He would keep himself alert via such senses in case his opponent came within range though there was one last tactic he wished to explore before leaving the cover of the snow-capped bush he was nestled within. Keeping his eyes closed as he formed a set of handseals, the Hokage released an invisible wave of chakra, spreading outward in all directions as he attempted a technique of much greater range than any of his other sensory techniques. In many scenarios such a jutsu would not be useful at all for detecting a singular entity. However this far out in the Shinku woods, even with the Festival going on it was unlikely there would be anyone other than the two Konoha shinobi within a few miles of his location.

And so, as his chakra spread around him, moving through trees, shrubs and snow any lifeform of significance would appear as faint chakra sources. It was typically quite easy to determine the difference of a minuscule flicker of chakra that animals and lesser lifeforms possessed to that of a normal human and then to the distinct refined chakra pool of a trained shinobi. Soon his field of detection had stretched to 530 meters, quite considerable and enough to pick up on a chakra source about 450 meters away. ‘There you are. That far out eh? Might have taken me a while’ he considered, thinking of how useful the sensory arts were. Still, there was a lot of distance to cover and his opponent could move by the time he got there and of course he didn’t want to simply rush in. The seasoned warrior considered how best to approach. One of the most problematic aspects of snowy conditions were that no matter how quiet one was it was exceedingly time consuming to move about without leaving a trail. By the time he approached Gene’s current position the young man could easily circle around and potentially pick up on sign of his approach and get the drop on him.

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*[Sensory Style • Augmented Sense]
A-Rank Ninjutsu
Prerequisites: *[Sensory Style • Broad Sense], Ninjutsu/Control/Instinct stats of 35
This jutsu is an even further extension of [Broad Sense]. With this jutsu, a sensor sacrifices quality for quantity. They can view to much greater distances compared to a normal sensor, but their ability to differentiate between people starts to become muddled, meaning multiple people in close proximity will appear simply as a large chakra mass, without the users being able to distinguish how many people are there. By sitting down and meditating, they are able to start to sense further and further away. For each post of meditating, they are able to see one third of a mile out, up to a max of posts equal to 1/2 their control (rounded up).
Taking note of the position of the significant chakra source whom he assumed to be Gene and committing it to memory, Takeo opened his eyes and released the Sensory Technique. He had come up with a method of approach that would allow him to close the distance quickly and without leaving behind any trail nor allowing for the possibility of Gene to ambush him. Given the relatively dense forest and the way snow stuck to the branches, creating a thick canopy and restricting field of vision beyond the thick canopy of the tree line, his approach would even be difficult to spot. Yes, he would approach from the sky utilizing the wonderous powers of Fuuton ninjutsu. Typically the man preferred to stay well grounded, taking comfort in the options his Doton ninjutsu provided as well as simply enjoying the maneuverability he was familiar with for Taijutsu exchanges, however he had been considering extending his options, always favoring versatility and the keeping of a few extra trump cards in his back pocket. He couldn’t deny that there were bound to be occasions where being able to traverse the skies might in fact save his life.

As a child Takeo had in fact been afraid of heights to some extent, not trusting the seemingly lack of control that came with being in precarious, high positions. Now, as many would realize, the bearded warrior had transformed into a practically fearless and downright reckless individual, ever seeking more danger that might cause adrenaline to course through his body. Crawling out from the bush he hid in the man would remain crouched against the snow, his white clothes pattered with small dark splotches blending in against the backdrop. His hands moved to form seals as he flowed chakra around his body. He had experiemented with the principals of this technique before and had become much more accustomed to Fuuton ninjutsu over the last several years, coating himself in the aura of wind was an easy task though controlling it in such a different way, utilizing the flow of the wind to move him rather than act as hundreds of small blades was something else entirely. Testing the aura carefully, Takeo lifted used the wind gathered around his feet to push him into the air, propelling him farther upwards as he controlled the wind emanating from the rest of his body to stabalize him and control the smoothness of his movement. Flying through a patch of snow covering a thick layer of branches the man felt the white hood he wore pushed back as his hair and face felt the chilling and refreshing touch of the snow which quickly melted against his skin before being blown away by the aura of wind. The wind around him was focused so strongly on controlling his movement that he hadn’t put any concentration into building up any kind of defensive layer. Perhaps that would be something to consider for the future though for now the singular purpose was enough, it was not a technique he anticipated using regularly after all.

Zipping through the skies the man quickly determined that he was not nearly as fast as he was on land, another reason to prefer being grounded, however he was not by any means slow, 36 Speed after all was well beyond that of most Jounin and even within the realm of Bannin. He found too that with his focus entirely on movement that he could move his body as freely as he might on ground, allowing him to fight with a taijutsu focus even against an airborne opponent, so much so that he could even utilize his frequent rolling maneuvers that he was quite well known for. Tumbling through the air once or twice he noted that the control of the wind around his body meant he could even stop in mid motion and redirect himself, quite useful indeed. Though that was enough of a test. Moving 415 meters across the sky in well under a minute the man decided to quickly drop down into the trees.

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Flight
A-rank Fuuton Jutsu
After forming the necessary handseals Takeo will flow Fuuton natured chakra around his body in a thin veil. Unlike most Fuuton jutsu this veil contains no cutting properties, instead it allows Takeo to soar through the air, controlling his direction at will or conversely as he typically opts to do he can rely more on the Fuuton focused around his feet, running, jumping or even rolling across the sky as if he were on solid ground, remaining in full control of his movements. This jutsu can last for a maximum of 7 posts, allowing Takeo to move at a speed equal to his control to a maximum of his Speed stat.
Perched in the middle of a large tree that split into three sections, Takeo once again shifted his focus to stealth. He knew that he was in close proximity to Gene now, within about 35 meters if his adversary had not changed position. While he was not within direct line of sight of where he had been located it would not take much maneuvering to discover one another. Even the sound of snow sloughing off of the branches as he slipped into the tree, angling through the icy canopy, might have been enough to alert Gene. As far as he was aware the young ANBU operative had an incredibly keen attention to detail as well as utilizing some of the lesser mind’s eye techniques. It was both impressive and concerning that even in this proximity he could not pick up the scent of another person, only snow, earth, decaying leaves, bark and trace of animal dropping as well as the scent of a handful of birds in the area as well as a more musky scent that he recognized as some species of ferret which he could also hear scratching and digging around looking for burrows that might belong to mice or rats to make for a good meal.

If he focused hard enough it was likely he would be able to listen for Gene’s heartbeat though for the moment concealing himself more thoroughly took priority over detection. His own breathing and heartrate remained ghostly silent though there was something greater he wished to achieve, a rare talent that he had developed, having spent many years honing. Focusing within himself he would supress his own flow of chakra. It was very similar to the medical technique for feigning one’s death, a jutsu he had also used as basis for his silent breathing and heartrate suppression even when in combat. Now however he would also mask his chakra signature completely. If Gene were to utilize his Mind’s eye if would seem as if Takeo simply wasn’t there. A void space that the Mind’s Eye would gloss right over as it might of a rock or empty air. The true difficulty of the technique came with being able to move freely in such a state, his chakra system was almost entirely inaccessible, only able to summon forth brief flickers of chakra such as tree or water walking.

If Gene had in fact utilized his Mind’s eye before Takeo had concealed his chakra or had even gained a general idea of his location by some other means it was likely he would assume he had moved from his position via some means of teleportation jutsu or perhaps had utilized Genjutsu to mask his presence. Either way he was counting on him to not consider that he might not have moved at all. Instead remaining nestled amongst the thick tree trunks that were each as wide as he was, coupled with the extending branches, covered in snow, should Takeo be aware of Gene encroaching on his position he could move in such a way as to keep himself out of sight, ever aware of exactly how much of his clothing good be seen from what angle, even if the fabric itself blended in well with the shadows within the convergence of tree trunks and the snow that clung to various points of the branches.

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Chakra Concealment
S-Rank Taijutsu Stance
The absolute pinnacle of masking one’s presence Takeo has learned to eliminate his vital signs to such an extent that he can mask his chakra signature completely. He becomes completely undetectable by means of chakra sensory techniques to the point of being able to bypass even village level sensory defenses. The drawback of this technique is that while in this state he cannot utilize Ninjutsu aside from the basics. He can mask his chakra in such a way for a maximum of 10 posts.
Natsuki Takeo - Hokage of the Leaf
Karagata Shinjiro - Kiri Special Jounin; Jinchuuriki
Natsuki Yozei- Konoha Genin
Takeda Ichiro - D-Rank Waterfall Country

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Krypt: Tower of might

Post by Strategist » Fri Dec 28, 2018 7:27 am

How long have I been out here already? Gene thought to himself. He could feel the creeping sensation of dull pain rising up from his fingertips now, the cold had already begun numbing his limbs well before he'd made the decision to go prone after a hasty revelation in regards to one of his instructor's unconventional tracking qualities. Weighing his options Gene would have much rathered a battle where he could utilize all of his limbs effectively over being frozen half to death before the true challenge even began. Even if there were certain mental accolades to be gained from baring the terrain and climate for what it was, at the very least Gene believed that he'd done enough waiting around in one location for his liking. Spurred even further by the notion that he seemed to be waiting around for...nothing, Gene decided that the least he could do was get from under that damned decrepit excuse for a log. "Well Takeo, I'm done waiting around." Ironically, at the exact moment that Takeo had successfully managed to pinpoint his location Gene decided to move. If only the bearded man knew just how spot on his instincts were he might have even considered the possibility of being a psychic but all wasn't in the seasoned warriors favor.

Without knowing that his position had already been compromised Gene decided to crawl out from behind his place of concealment and make his way over to a nearby trench just deep enough to hide the full visage of his body from view. Just three meters West of where he'd been before there wasn't a great deal of headway but Takeo who had unknowingly ended his sensory technique believing himself to have found the young man this development may have come as no small annoyance. After all, humans were more susceptible to feelings of anger or doubt when something viewed in confidence wound up being wrong even if by a small margin and by extension, more vulnerable to be ambushed. As Gene dug himself in to the trench the young man rolled over onto his back for some much needed relief. In truth it wasn't much of a relief but by now his stomach was so cold that he could have build a snowman on it and no one would hardly be able to tell the difference. If nothing else, today had taught him a lot about what he were willing to endure for the sake of a task. After all there were battles that would not be waged on Fire country soil and in order to combat those challenges he needed to be exposed to all types of terrain. Sure, his body might have been colder than it had ever been in the past decade BUT at least he knew that this was something he could manage and besides, there were colder places. Right?

What Gene hadn't realized was that he had been laying out in the cold and snow for well over thirty minutes waiting and watching for any signs of Takeo. This intense level of focus on just one particular task had transferred from his mind and reflected in his body. If Gene had known that his body already adapted to the climate long ago then he would have realized that the numbing sensation that he felt wasn't actually due to him being cold at all but a direct result of his body adjusting its temperature so that he would only feel like he'd been suffering from a mild chill. In all reality, Gene's body had warmed him up on its own several times now simply because he acknowledged that the environment wasn't like that of his homeland and out of a deep sense of familiarity with the warmer climate adapted those sensations in place of what would have been cold, frost and more. In short, he was more or less taking the first steps to building an immunity to the cold climate of Fur country.
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[Mind over matter stage 1 ]
C - rank Stance
Prerequisite: 14 Instinct
Description: Having refined his focus to the point of being able to remain vigilant and acutely alert of himself and his surroundings Gene may ignore most treacherous weather conditions and hazards to himself in favor of the task at hand. This is not to say that he is immune to these conditions only that they will not affect him as much as someone without a similar stance.

Some time later Gene was roused by an unusual sound that while not entirely out of place seemed...off, for the timing in which it were produced. That sounds like...could it be? Wind! Perplexed by the revelation Gene wondered if there were supposed to be a snow storm today but when he looked up to the skies and realized that the visage was of blue and yellow and traces of grey, his saliva caught in his throat. The wind wasn't because of an approaching snow storm but the creation of someone...someone dangerously close. Moreover, he had never known Takeo to utilize any sort of wind style as he'd only ever witnessed the man utilizing Earth and Water; two elements that Gene had spent endless hours mulling over how to best in combat but now...now he wasn't sure. Keep calm...don't assume...for all you know that isn't Takeo at all. How would he have even known where to find me to begin with? I was sure to cover my scent and those marks in the snow could be from anyone but...what is this feeling? Maybe I should check it out but to use Shadow clones now when I don't know where to even begin searching is just foolish. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Gene went on in his head for quite some time before he'd finally managed to quell his uneasiness. Finally, he decided that he had been careless and there was nothing he could do about it now. If his opponent was to be Takeo then he would have to rise up to the occasion and take the initiative.


Rising from his place of hiding like a Mummy returned from the dead Gene stood and immediately scanned the area for any signs of tampering. There were few to note that weren't animal tracks of some kind and admittedly, he'd almost given up hope of picking up on Takeo's trail. However, as he proceeded to navigate the tree dense region he'd stumbled upon a silver lining. High up where many would not dare to look he'd found his first clue; a tree branch that looked more like it had been split by some kind of blade rather than ran through as would be the cause by any average Shinobi...or human for that matter. Granted this clue was a small one and hardly enough to reach for any solid conclusions it gave Gene the bone he needed to pry further into the matter. He realized now that someone had been much closer to his place of hiding than expected and when he left ground for a spot up high on a large tree Gene noticed something else...a trail all baring resemblance to the branches he'd stumbled across. All of them were severed rather than broken...


Still some hundred meters out from where Takeo had currently been hiding Gene had took his first step in tracking the man. To his credit, the snow did wonders to wash away his scent and likely wouldn't have carried it in the breeze though because his nose wasn't quite as good as Takeo's Gene could not reciprocate the same manner of tracking. His ears and eyes on the other hand, were sharper than many of his generation and perhaps even those beyond. The clock was ticking and the pressure was on. Who would find who first?

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Krypt: Tower of might

Post by Izanagi » Sun Jan 06, 2019 9:49 pm

As Takeo moved about swiftly and silently, keeping to the trees and maneuvering within 10 meters of the area he had previously detected Gene in he came to the conclusion that the young shinobi had already moved his position. If within this close of range he couldn’t smell or hear him then he had already moved some distance away. Leaping down upon seeing disturbances in the snow the hunter tracked the marks back to the log, noting the distinct marks where flecks of snow had been tracked inside the log and pieces of rotten log had been freshly broken loose. The scent was faint but there were traces of a distinctly human scent in the area. He had been hiding for some time there, mixing his scent with the odour of the dirt, rotting wood and snow. It would be difficult to track based off that mixture that was quite common throughout the forest. Still there were physical signs at least, the most basic form of tracking in fact.

He would leap back into a nearby tree for now. Surely Gene wouldn’t be too far away. The man’s ability to move silently even through forested terrain and without breaking pace of his top speed was beyond what many would deem as humanly possible. The distance between himself and his target would evaporate quickly with Takeo stopping every now and then to re-assess the tracks left by his adversary. As he came within 50 meters of his opponent he would pick up on the faint heartbeat and breathing of Gene and that is when he would make his move. Continuing to approach silently he would conceal himself as best as he could within the trees and keep just within range to detect Gene while forming a set of hand seals before placing an explosive tag where he was positioned. Moving closer to Gene the man would continue to advance to a distance of about 35 meters before detonating the explosive tag behind him. Though Gene would not be able to hear Takeo’s movements the detonation of the explosive tag would carry for a considerable distance across the silent forest and as soon as Gene heard the sound mist would begin to form from all around him, filling the entire area in the dense fog. From all around him would suddenly come the sounds of approaching enemies, as if he had been caught within a Kirigakure ambush, to further this belief a shinobi wearing the Kirigakure symbol would attempt to stab him from behind while he was distracted by the sounds and movements of the others in the mist. If Gene would attack this individual they would disperse as a water clone. Of course in reality this was all an elaborate genjutsu designed to feed on Gene’s distrust of Kiri shinobi to make the illusion feel all the more likely in a remote place such as this. Even the earlier use of wind jutsu, one of the key factors in manipulating mist style would play into this deception.

While Gene fought against the illusionary opponents and attempted to piece together what was really happening Takeo would take this opportunity to add to the chaos. Using the basic transformation technique and maintaining his concealed chakra and silent movement the man would disguise himself as a Kirigakure shinobi with long black hair, piercing blue eyes, blue clothing, the Kirigakure headband and a wakizashi across his back.

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[Genjutsu • Mist]
A-Rank Illusion Genjutsu
After forming the necessary handseals the user will detonate an explosive tag, anyone who hears the sound of an explosion will be trapped within the genjutsu. From all around the target a thick blanket of mist will appear, growing denser by the second as faint sounds of men screaming a war cry begin to get louder and seem to approach closer. The mist will obscure the targets vision and the sounds of battle will seem to surround the opponent and occasionally they will even see figures moving through the mist, typically pirates or Kirigakure shinobi. Should the user attack such an individual they will disperse into water. This illusion will persist for 5 posts, creating a very chaotic and distracting battlefield for all those affected.
Moving in on his opponent the man would form another set of handseals for a genjutsu technique. It was one that he had been developing as a supplementary technique to knock out an opponent when his physical might wasn’t quite enough, deemed to be used against individuals such as Nehan whom lacked skill in genjutsu. It was useful because even against someone like her who could break free via physical pain it would still require significant damage done to herself. Moreover though, Takeo intended on experimenting with a little combination he had been planning. The idea was to combine the sleep genjutsu with his strike so that if his physical might was not enough the target would then feel the effects of the genjutsu as a back up, rendering them unconscious anyway and the target would most likely assume the strike simply took a few moments to fully effect them, much like a strong punch might make one dizzy and lightheaded a few moments before actually making one collapse and be rendered unconscious. Someone who was well used to fighting in close combat would find it incredibly difficult to discern the difference and in fact might just feel that way regardless due to the power of his strikes, masking the genjutsu flawlessly.

The disadvantage perhaps might come with those who were in fact weaker than him to a significant enough extent that the physical strike alone would have been enough. Such was the case in fact with Gene. In this instance Takeo had decided to err on the side of caution, unsure of just how strong and resilient Gene had become. He would now utilize his stealth to approach the man through means that should be undetectable through sight (because of the effect of the illusionary mist and approaching from a blind spot), sound, chakra or traditional instincts, his hand seals for the genjutsu complete. Timing his approach to be behind Gene and hopefully after he had just struck at one of the serval illusionary ‘water clones’ Takeo would aim to strike the man’s neck with his left hand in a chop while his right hand rested on the sword strapped across his shoulder, ready to defend himself if his chop and genjutsu combination was thwarted by some means. If he did strike true however unbeknownst to himself his sleep genjutsu would be wasted for his strength alone was sufficient enough to knock Gene out which would also dismiss the mist genjutsu unless it had already been overcome. If however he did not connect directly then Takeo would attempt to at the very least graze Gene’s neck with his hand, even the slightest contact being enough to enact the genjutsu sleep. Regardless of which one struck however, if any Takeo would be fully ready to follow up with further taijutsu combat dependant on how Gene reacted.

It was time now for Gene to see first hand the reasons why Takeo had been a suitable ANBU commander in the past. There was far more to the man’s array of combat options than the large scale ninjutsu and adrenaline-fueled combat style that Gene had come to know to expect from him. Always the Hokage had a few tricks hidden up his sleeve, his extraordinary versatility and ability to adapt his combat style depending on his opponent was his greatest strength by far. The question would be just how much he was able to catch the man off guard by this drastically different fighting style. After all Genjutsu was not something the man utilized often, in fact most would not be aware he had a talent in the art at all. If he was able to properly bait Gene into believing he was in fact a Kiri shinobi he would continue to fight in disguise, ‘capturing’ the young Jounin should he prove able to render him unconscious. After all there were many facets to test when considering one who might be worthy to take up the mantle of ANBU commander.

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[Genjutsu • Sleep]
A-Rank Status Genjutsu
After forming the necessary handseals Takeo must touch or strike a targets neck with his hand. Once he does so the genjutsu will activate. The affected target will find themselves immediately sleepy and fatigued and if they recognize it as a Genjutsu can Kai free if they have a Genjutsu stat of at least 10. If unable to break free of the Genjutsu the target will succumb to a deep Genjutsu sleep, keeping them sedated in such a way for 5 posts before the jutsu wears off and barring any additional influences will cause them to immediately wake up.
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Hunters Path
C-Ranked Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: 15 Instinct
Takeo has spent many years learning how to track animals and man alike in a variety of environments. He can easily pick up on most trails, observing and analyzing footprints, scuff marks, broken branches and the like. Unless heavily marred by environmental factors Takeo can follow the physical sign of a trail even if it is several days or weeks old. In some rare instances where tracks have been preserved remarkably well this timeline can even extend to months.

Lurking in the Shadows
C-Ranked Taijutsu Discipline
This pseudo-camouflage technique doesn’t grant any form of true invisibility, simply it dictates Takeo’s ability to approach and stalk his targets unseen. Much like the animals of the forest he can seem to disappear simply by stepping into the foliage, knowing exactly how to navigate any natural or artificial cover that may present itself without exposing himself to visual identification save for the most perceptive of targets.

Pursuit
C-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: 15 Taijutsu
Utilizing the tactics of free-running Takeo is able to utilize his speed to the utmost efficiency. He can run at his full pace, seeming to flow over, around, and through practically any obstacles without losing any speed or momentum. This type of movement is incredibly useful, not only when pursuing a target, but also when fleeing. Most commonly this technique is used in natural or forested areas, giving Takeo a distinct advantage over other shinobi, though he can adapt this technique to suit other terrain such as urban environments as well.

Transformation

Chakra kai

1 explosive tag

Stalking Shadow
A-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: 30 Taijutsu, 30 Instinct
Taking the art of hunting to the realm of combat Takeo is able to stalk his target with professional skill, moving up to his full speed while shadowing their movements and moving with the utmost silence. So long as his (Taijutsu+Instinct)/2 is higher than his targets Instinct he is able to approach them undetected by traditional means. Often this means his target isn’t even aware of his presence until his knife is already pressed against their throats.

Ghost Walking
S-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: *[Iijutsu • False Death]
A skill that took Takeo years to master he has honed one of the arts of a true shinobi; the ability to lower ones breathing and heart rate to virtually undetectable levels even in the midst of combat. After a half post of slowed breathing and focus Takeo can move at his full speed while maintaining his undetectable vital signs, as well as eliminating any sound of movement including rustling of clothes or the drawing of weapons from anyone who doesn’t have a form of like-ranked enhanced senses.

Chakra Concealment
S-Rank Taijutsu Stance
The absolute pinnacle of masking one’s presence Takeo has learned to eliminate his vital signs to such an extent that he can mask his chakra signature completely. He becomes completely undetectable by means of chakra sensory techniques to the point of being able to bypass even village level sensory defenses. The drawback of this technique is that while in this state he cannot utilize Ninjutsu aside from the basics. He can mask his chakra in such a way for a maximum of 10 posts.

Lights Out
B-Rank Taijutsu Maneuver
A highly underrated yet effective close quarter’s technique Takeo will occasionally utilize a swift hand chop to the neck or the base of the skull. If his strength is at least 10 higher than his opponents Stamina they will be knocked unconscious should he land a successful blow. This proves a very effective means of swiftly debilitating lower level opponents without causing permanent damage or notable signs of injury and thus is a favorite on recon or low profile missions.
Natsuki Takeo - Hokage of the Leaf
Karagata Shinjiro - Kiri Special Jounin; Jinchuuriki
Natsuki Yozei- Konoha Genin
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Krypt: Tower of might

Post by Strategist » Tue Jan 08, 2019 3:14 pm

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Completely oblivious to the scheming of Takeo and to what lay in store for him, Gene continued following the tracks he'd discovered up until the point where he could no longer identify them."The trail ends here," he grumbled. Figures too. Just when I thought there might have been something that I could use to track him. There's a lesson to be learned here, though. Dropping down from the trees Gene landed softly atop the thin layer of snow, headed back in the direction that he'd come from. Never blindly follow a trail. Despite himself Gene realized that while his attention to detail and situational awareness may have improved over the years he was by no means, a master tracker. Slowly but surely, Gene's determination to track down Takeo had turned into acceptance and then a deep loathing.

If after all these years spent training and honing his skills he still could not track down one person then how could he have expected to search for and find Minoru or Enma and Yaku who were already several seasons gone by now? This thought and feeling of rage only grew when the young man tried to picture the face of his mother's assassin, someone who to this day remained a mystery. Gene thought back to a conversation that he and his father had while he'd still been just a Chunin; the old man, callous and cold as he'd been, advised Gene to the dangers of revenge and what it could do to a man without a strong will to combat it. Gene softened then, dialing back his frustration as best he could in order to focus on the task at hand, he needed to find Takeo and bring the man down.

Just as he were about to set out again to resume his Search, the sound of rumbling gave Gene pause. While he couldn't see the explosion from so far away he did feel the tremble that it'd caused and noted the black smoke billowing up toward a peaceful blue sky. Natural human curiosity urged him to race toward the source, to peer and pry for causes and reasons and explanations but; years of training, discipline and experience prevented the young man from rushing ahead carelessly. Assessing the situation carefully, Gene recalled his objective and the steps he'd taken thus far in accomplishing that objective. Specifically, his attention had been drawn back to the trail he'd been following only a short while ago. Gene thought it strange how as soon as he'd stopped pursuing the seemingly less subtle trail and averted his focus back in the direction that he'd started that an explosion of a magnitude only creatable by Shinobi tools would just miraculously happen. It were almost as if someone were trying to mislead him and Gene hardly needed to question why.

If only Gene had known that his instincts were more in alignment with Takeo's elaborate ploy to stun and confuse him he might have realized that the key to finding the man had quite literally lay beyond the fog and that despite the man's best efforts to obfuscate himself he could not hope to account for every possible outcome that would result from an attempt to play mind games. Apparently, the bearded warrior had underestimated just how cold and merciless Gene could actually be; a lesson that would soon be taught in pain and likely embedded into Takeo's memory bank forever, along with something else that Gene had been working on in secret. When he'd first heard the angry shouts and clammer of what he could only assume was a large group of people, Gene wondered first how they could navigate the dense fog so seamlessly despite there being a host of trees and other such obstructions impeding upon any linear form of travel. Then Gene considered why this many people were seemingly after him specifically and the absence of Samurai whom given the noise created by the group, should have arrived rather quickly. Not that Gene looked to Swordsmen for aid as he believed himself perfectly capable of handling his own but their absence was...peculiar to say the least.

Deciding it best to work out the details later Gene raised his hands and immediately began flowing through a myriad of hand seals before ending the sequence with his left pinky finger resting over his right index finger and locked against his right thumb. As the chakra within him responded to his will, Gene's entire body began to spark with electricity which then cracked and whipped, lashed and struck at his surroundings without discrimination. However, there was one person in particular that the lightning seemed drawn to more so than the others; a man who Gene could not see, prowling about in the thick mist to Gene's back. This man who'd placed himself dangerously close to Gene would find himself assaulted from directions unfathomable to humankind as no Earthly body could contort and whip and lash so violently as did the vengeful Lightning. This was in part due to the fact that the man had drawn dangerously close for a purpose unknown to Gene and largely due to the weapon carried over his shoulder. The lightning generated by Gene's technique had been drawn to the man's metal and would direct itself toward him with the piece of iron being used as a literal beacon to direct its incredibly fast and potentially incapacitating current.

For if any of the chakra charged volts of electricity had met the man by way of flesh or otherwise(directed through his weapon) then he would not only find himself severely electrically burned, an event that was no doubt as painful as it was unbearable. But there was a high probability that his body would cease to do what he wanted it to due to a loss of sensation throughout which if successful, may very well have broken his hold over the cast Genjutsu entirely. Since Gene was under the impression that he were being attacked by strangers he had no reason to dial back the intensity of his technique and so he didn't. Takeo would feel the full brunt of this attack had he been struck by it and considering the fact that the man had placed himself at point blank range rather than use a Shadow clone to mount his offensive he'd practically set himself up for failure.

At that range and with the manner of Gene's attack being what it was, moving how fast it was(35 speed), one would be hard pressed to even work up the speed necessary to weave signs for a substitution and even then escaping damage completely may as well have been next to impossible. By playing on Gene's distrust and dislike of a known enemy faction; having countless Shinobi and pirate alike attack him, Takeo had invoked the unintended consequence of removing Gene's capacity for compassion and therefore, his limiter which would have otherwise prevented him from taking such...drastic measures. Unlike Fanho or Taiga who might have thought to reason the situation, Gene believed that his justification in using elevated levels of force was simply to keep himself from dying in that moment. All else at that point took a backseat until he could at the very least, confirm that those who wished to do him harm were brought down.
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*Raiton • Thousand Birds Current
S-ranked Raiton Jutsu
Prerequisite: Raiton • Thousand Birds
After performing the hand seals similar to that of the Thousand Birds technique, the user will begin to spark with various bolts of electricity. For up to 6 posts the user will be surrounded by crackling lightning, which will immediately lash out at any person or metallic object within 30 meters of them at 35 speed. This will then strike with 20 strength and apply second degree electrical burns to those it hits. The user cannot cast any other techniques while this technique is active.

[Mind over matter stage 1 ]
C - rank Stance
Prerequisite: 14 Instinct
Description: Having refined his focus to the point of being able to remain vigilant and acutely alert of himself and his surroundings Gene may ignore most treacherous weather conditions and hazards to himself in favor of the task at hand. This is not to say that he is immune to these conditions only that they will not affect him as much as someone without a similar stance.

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