Training! (P)

Fri Jan 15, 2016 8:43 pm

Anri sauntered down the ashen-colored, finely shaven wood steps belonging to her home, which was a little under the size of a mansion, but still as glamorous as a typical one. She stood on the last step, looking on ahead with a minor squint at the sight beyond her, a relatively silent (as usual) Hyuuga compound. Many were still sleeping at eight in the morning, after all. She removed her twin tails, removing the two hair accessories that held the bundles of black locks in place, which composed of pure gold.

The female sauntered along, pale-skin partially exposed while she wore a simple u-necked, dark gray short sleeve shirt that partially exposed her lower midriff, along with baggy light gray sweat pants. Her lazy outfit was completed by a pair of the typical, open-toed, black, standard-issue ninja sandals. The Hyuuga slowly leaned forth, a small jog starting. The jog progressed into an all out sprint, her arms thrown out behind her as she rushed within the Hyuuga compound, takng various turns on roads belonging to the massive compound.

"Byakugan." She uttered.

Veins protruded beneath her clear white eyes, the pupils in each eye becoming more dominant and perceivable to the naked eye. With her 360 degrees of sight she would look around as she took paths, briefly turning her head and pivoting on her feet to 'zoom in' in specific directions, guiding herself to the training fields within the compound. Once reaching them, she did a few hops, bouncing on her heels and rotating as she did so, to get her blood pumping.

Once completing this task, now it was time to train. The female allowed chakra to course over her palms, immersing her lower forearms in a faint glow of pale blue chakra. She'd thrusted her right arm out, palm striking the air and retracting the appendage to strike with the other. Building up with momentum, she kept on palm striking and attacking with jab-like, brief and quick motions in a snake-like manner, progressively getting quicker with her legs arched.

She swiveled on her right foot, gliding it across the gravel at her feet as she raised her right heel and proceeded to pivot her body completely, thrusting her left arm out as her last strike was a right-armed one. The arm pulled inward, three of her digits cupping against her palm, leaving her index and middle finger extended outward. The focal point of her chakra within her palms was now the entirety of these two digits. With one jabbing motion towards the air, she focused chakra to her fingertips, as though she was overloading an invisible enemy's tenketsu knode with chakra and plugging it.

She pulled her arm inward, proceeding to allow the plume of chakra in her right hand to subside, as well as her left hand. The Hyuuga clasped her hands together and allowed her eyes to fall closed. The veins vanished and her pupils became more vague. After a half an hour of rest, she gathered chakra to her right hand once more. She moved on to lower three of her fingers and keep the first two extended outward. With a gathering of more chakra to her fingertips, and the appendages themselves, she kneaded it in a manner necessary for the art behind plugging tenketsu.

She created a mental image of the chakra circulatory system within her head, eyes jolting open as she thrusted her arm forth and whisked her hand along the wind current, the two chakra-filled digits jabbing precisely at one of the points she was imagining on a mental diagram of the chakra circulatory system. She couldn't help but notice the lack of necessary chakra to proficiently completely plug the tenketsu, if she was doing this on an actual person. The female let out one big sigh of held-in annoyance.

Anri would slowly step on over toward one of the human-sized logs with multiple appendages of wood thinner than it's mahogany-composed frame. She exhale lightly, and with her great imagination she imaged this log not being a log, but the chakra circulatory system. The Hyuuga would slowly half-crouch, proceeding to get into the basic Jyuuken stance and backing up a little bit, pursing her lips and narrowing her eyes at her target. The black-haired female would lunge forth, proceeding to surge chakra within her lower forearms.

She pivoted on her feet, spinning three-hundred and sixty degrees rapidly, proceeding to strike one of the appendages on the log with her left hand, her arm flailing to the side as her right arm struck this time around. She pulled her arms inward, proceeding to release a barrage of rapid palm strikes upon the log, allowing it to gyrate and shake within it's place stabbed in the ground, twirling about and changing the location of the small cyndrilical appendages due to the fact that they were omnidirectionally positioned on the log, and each spin shifted it to a new set.

Despite this constant target redirection, she precisely struck one after the other with her lightning-like palm strikes. She didn't let a single appendage pass opportunity for being struck. Chakra funneled to her two fingertips within her middle finger and index finger, and she pulled her right arm inward as she did this. With two-fingers projected outward, she extended them out, proceeding to surge the chakra and knead it within her fingertips. She tapped the wood rather simply, making what she was doing appear weak.

At this point, the chakra surgically injected itself within the wood. Because wood didn't have a chakra circulatory system, this was only efficient for testing out if she could use Jyuuken: Tenketsushin, the technique she's been practicing all this time, was effective. A small boom of wind from the chakra bursting into the wood's form indicated she'd done it right. She had perfected the use of the technique, and the proof was the small, subtle crater in the training log's main cylinder. She simply folded her arms together, chakra growing faint around her forearms as veins vanished and her pupils became more hard to perceive.

"Child's play."

(1016 words; Gentle Fist Tenketsu Needle and 5 points are mine! Bwahahaha!)

Sat Jan 16, 2016 1:35 am

Within the next four hours of being awake she did practically nothing. At the very most she simply leaned up against a thin, baby oak tree with her arms folded and her head craned back so that she could sit and stare at the sky as it transitioned from a pale yellow to a lush, vibrant blue. The sound of shrill vivacity in the voices of Branch-house members brought pandemonium to her ears; she was excruciatingly urged to get them to cut it out. Their very presences brought agony to her peace and quiet. Anri couldn't rest up properly if there were distractions.

"Hey, it's miss prissy!"

"Hi, prissy!"

Anri's right eye twitched out of annoyance, her right hand balling into a knuckle-whitening fist. She lowered her head, taking in the sight of the two 'idiot' branch children that always seemed to entice her. Someday... that would change. Someday.. she'd just.. she didn't know, beat one of them up? Maybe both? It'd be wonderful to do such a thing! A small grin manifested itself upon her face... that -would- be pretty nice...! Her face twisted and grimaced.

Her arms unfolded, left arm bending and positioning itself so that her hand was parallel with her mouth. Her right arm extended out in front of her and slightly bent, both hands not balled but the right being an open-palm while the left was halfway closed. She extended her legs out, bending them as she smirked confidently at the pair of branch members, knowing they have never trained once in their lifetimes.

"Come on, let's take this up a notch. A physical quarrel between the two ants and the ant-eater, or perhaps even the snakes and the hawk. Of course, I'm the latter in both situations. You're nothing but horse dung on the sole of my shoes, so I'll give you the opportunity to wipe yourselves off of it." She'd state with a cocky, conceited look on her face. One of the boys, an ashen-haired kid with the typical Hyuuga eyes, and a linky build that allowed him to stand two inches taller than her but none the less far less athletic, looked frustrated. His fair-skinned cheeks flushed red, a breeze passing by to blow his short, spikey and unkept hair.

"Let's show her who's poop!"

"Yeah!"

The other kid had long, flowing hair that bypassed his butt. He looked way more feminine.. but as far as Anri was concerned, he was more of the asshat between the duo. He always was subtle anyways.. never talking but always possessing a smug, overconfident look. It pissed her off and amused her at the same time, the former being the fact that he had the audacity to act like her, and the latter being that she knew she could take him down in one or two blows without Jyuuken. Both of them wore worn-out, dirty Hyuuga robes.

They rushed forth, moving at the petty average movement of civilian (presumably 5 each). Veins flowed beneath her eyes, and her pupils became far more noticeable to the naked eye. In addition, she attained three hundred and sixty degree vision, as well as sight of both of their chakra circulatory networks. They each threw a punch, the feminine boy-looking boy throwing a right-armed jab while the ashen-haired kid threw the exact opposite, a left-handed hook. In one swivel of movement she pivoted on her feet, spinning in a counter-clockwise motion and then ducking down and tucking her body in, arms still spread outward and her left arm raised above her head. Her long, flowing, silky black locks flowed freely as she moved in such a quick fashion, showing that her reaction time was impressive as ever.

Her right arm jabbed outward in a matter of movements, chakra cloaking both of her forearms and specifically her palms. In one thrusting motion she jabbed the tips of her index finger and middle finger directly into the scruffy-haired boy's chest. Just the tap had a massive force of chakra behind it, and when it was injected into him, his un-trained, civilian like body stumbled back, making him fall on his ass with his elbows being the only thing to support his ability to hold his head and torso up, a dizzy look in his eyes. One of his tenketsu was forcefully plugged, in addition.

As for the feminine boy, she swiftly propped her heels off of the earth, lunging to the feminine boy's left side, progressing her simple dash into a small, brief and agile sprint. As she sprinted past his left side she jabbed him in the side in one rapid motion with her left hand, proceeding to knock him off balance and make him stagger. They definitely weren't used to Jyuuken, hell, they didn't even know how to perform it. The boy groaned on the ground, still a little dizzy, while the feminine boy looked at Anri with a look of frustration, his hands balled into knuckle-whitening fists.

"You wench!" He shouted, dashing at her madly with his overly long black locks in his face and his eyes closed, his mouth agape as well. His arms were thrown up at his sides, and his hands were balled into fists as he ran at her flailing. She swiflty bypassed his defenses, and in a whirl of agility she ended up behind him. He was completely blind to this action until he opened his eyes, stumbling on a large rock and nearly falling. He turned to face Anri just barely, his arms hanging in front of him and his long bundles of black, wild-looking hair covering his face.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" He dashed right at her, causing her to simply smirk. She assumed the typical Jyuuken stance, envisioning an Eight Trigrams circle. "Jyuukenpou.... Hakke Sanjuuni Shou!" She sprinted towards him, proceeding to rotate and then strike him simultaneously with two of her fingers from each hand in the chest at once, twelve inches of range between her hands, which were now shimmering with pale blue, opaque auras around each.

"Two Palms!"

She straightened her pose, lunging forth and proceeding to deal two more palm strikes with just her left hand in a quick jabbing motion. "Four Palms!" She dealed another four blows with quick succession, moving forth as he was gradually being pushed back from the chakra-infused strikes that struck him rapidly. "EIght Palms!" She'd deal more strikes, the momentum by her consistent palm strikes directed to the midpoint of his torso easily enough to keep him stunned as she sealed more and more tenketsu. "Sixteen Palms!" At the maximum of her attack speed she dealt another sixteen strikes in a matter of seconds, retracting her arms into bent position after dealing the final strike.

"Thirty-Two Palms!" The male looked up at her with wide eyes, wavering back and forth then finally falling on his back, almost unconscious from the shock of having his chakra sealed in such little time. She heard the faint sound of quick footsteps behind her, and not just that but she -saw- who was coming.. the scruffy haired kid. The spikey-haired guy had found a tree branch, and was obviously intending to attack her with it. She spun around, swiveling on her soles and proceeding to palm strike him in the chest, striking him with pure accuracy.

He stumbled back, falling back on his butt. The branch fell from his grasp, and he quivered while breathing heavily, backing up. "D-Darn it..! You son of... argh!" He shouted, having finally lost his cool. She ambled forth, slamming the bottom of her foot into his face, digging her sandal into his face. "See.. you're just shit on my foot." She'd state. Anri retracted her foot, scraping the sole of her standard-issue sandal upon the ground. She looked at the now downed duo, sneering cockily.

They both stood up fiercely, glaring at her. The two rushed at her eagerly, barely able to move but none the less they still kept on doing their best. The feminine boy-looking boy threw a quick, right-handed punch towards her jaw. She swiftly evaded with a shifting of her head at an angle. The other boy tried to kick her in the shin. She'd bounce off of the earth diagonally, to her right, proceeding to evade the kick to the shin. She landed on the ground, sliding across it and falling to a crouch.

She lunged forth rapidly, proceeding to bend her right arm inward, her hand still opened. She pressed her digits together, thrusting her arm outward and then shooting her left arm upright, pre-emptively landing the initial palm strike. She unleashed a rapid series of palm strikes upon the spikey-haired boy, shifting around the other boy's form when a punch from the feminine looking boy was aimed for her side. She curved around the spikey-haired kid, tapping him in the nape of the neck with two of her fingers. "Tenketsu Needle." She'd state, breaking off into a quick dash toward the feminine-looking kid as the spikey-haired one fell, unconscious from the atack.

With a quick application of agility, she shot past the feminine boy, jabbing into his neck with her palm and surgically injecting chakra, knocking him out instantly. She yawned, glancing at the two unconscious boys as she began to walk away.

The conceited, teenaged girl sauntered along, walking down the roads and pathways. This time around, the population of the total clan quickly roomed the streets to the large compound. The pearl-eye'd female reached another training grounds, one that wasn't inhabited at the moment. Six cylinder-shaped training logs with small appendages shaped the same way as the main log, constructed by mahogany wood, were within the grounds. She stepped forth, yawning lightly.

'Eventually the Thirty-Two Palms won't be good enough.. now then, it's time to take it a little... further..' A sneer formed on her face. She assumed the generic Jyuuken stance, closing her eyes and envisioning the chakra circulatory network. "Jyuukenhou... Hakke Rokujuuyon Shou!"

She rushed forth eagerly, spinning around and dealing a duo of strikes. "Two Palms!" She twisted her body, manuevering it to the front of the training log and proceeding to deal another two strikes with her left hand. "Four Palms!" She performed yet another spin, performing another four strikes. "Eight Palms!" At this point, her gyrations had come to a standstill.

She gradually increased the momentum behind her attacks, rapidly palm striking the training log. Bursts of light blue chakra spewed from the other side parallel to where she was striking the log at, making it spin endlessly with each strike. Eight more strikes followed! "Sixteen Palms!" She dealt sixteen palm strikes, but just when she was about to finish like she usually did, she performed a sudden spin. Now.. it was time for her to take it to the next level! "Thirty-Two Palms!"

She suddenly upped the speed that she was striking the smooth, cylindrilical wood in front of her. She launched thirty-two palm strikes in a matter of seconds at a new rate of speed that she had -just- managed. Upon dealing the final blow, she doubled the amount of chakra within her right hand which was dealing the last blow, drilling a small, circular hole within the training log. "Sixty-Four Palms!"

She pulled her right arm back, retracting both of her arms and bending them inward, legs bent in her. Chakra stopped circulating to her ocular nerves, the veins beneath her pearl-white irises fading from visage. She huffed heavily, her pupils becoming less dominant. The essence around her forearms dissipated, returning to the centre of her chakra circulatory system. "Aaaand done.." She chimed. The female would begin to walk out of the training grounds, heading away.

She contemplated what she would do after this.. having finally gained one of the many Eight Trigram techniques that she wanted to learn how to properly use. The female reached her mansion-sized apartment, unlocking the door and locking it behind her, going upstairs. "Tch.. I know what's next." She'd murmur to herself.

(2005 words; Eight Trigrams Sixty Four Palms and 10 stat points.)

Sat Jan 16, 2016 4:36 am

Approved <3

Sun Jan 17, 2016 1:44 am

Anri laid on her queen-sized canopy bed. Her bed had two blankets on it, both of which were royal blue. There were four pillows, three of which were scattered across the length of the top end of the bed and crispy white in color. The last one was typically embraced by her while she slept, and she always had one blanket covering her body up to her neck, then the other at her waist. The curtains to said canopy bed were a crisp, gold color, and a translucent, silver sheet beneath the curtains. She snored lightly, wearing a pair of pale, sky-blue pajamas. The upper half was unbuttoned and exposed her left shoulder, indicating it was lazily put on.

The lower part of her blue pajamas hung halfway off of her butt. She laid on her back, her flowing, silky black locks casted across the length of the puffy, large bed. The sleeping, rich Hyuuga would be awoken by the light footsteps of one of her many maids, as well as the sweet scent of cinnamon rolls cooling off on her nightstand. This maid in particular had the typical pearl-white eyes of a Hyuuga, as well as dark brown hair put in a bun. The female unconsciously sniffed the air, slowly shifting about. She slowly arose within her bed, greedily sniffing the air with her eyes still closed. She opened her white irises, looking right and left, then scooting to the left edge of her bed, parting the sheet, then the curtains.

She placed the soles of her feet upon the soft carpet, letting out a small yawn and peering at the nightstand with three cinnamon rolls drenched in icing. She ran her pointer finger tip across the length of the top of the first cinnamon roll on the white, plastic platter. She licked the icing off of her finger, curling her tongue around it briefly then plucking her finger free. She delicately called a maid in. After her brunette maid came in, she was fed the three pastries one by one at a slow pace, consuming about ten minutes of time to eat them. The maid wiped off spices, icing and cinnamon roll crumbs from around her mouth. "You're such a messy eater, Lady Anri."

"..."

The maid smiled delicately, dimples becoming prominent as she performed the facial gesture. She'd pick up the platter, placing the napkin a top it and beginning to leave her room. "Your dear mother, Lady Mika, has requested your summoning." Anri stood up, stripping nude and removing her clothing, only after she gazed at her maid and waited for the ginger to leave the room. She'd go over to her drawer, leaning over and exposing her rear to pretty much nothing but the.. furniture in the room?

She'd take out a simple pair of navy blue pants, in addition to a fishnet short-sleeved shirt, and finally a white, baggy sweat jacket. She took the next half hour showering. A maid spent the next twenty minutes grooming her hair after her shower. It was at that point, that she then proceeded to pull on her clothing within five minutes of time. She called in another maid, this one having fluorescent green hair and blue eyes, a foreign maid. Said maid spent the next twenty minutes doing her hair and applying a light amount of makeup, only using black eyeliner and pale pink lipstick to her face. Her hair was stylized into one long-flowing ponytail.

The maid left the room with Anri behind her, then they split ways when the maid went to go to Anri's personal laundry room to finish up doing laundry with the rest of the young, spoiled Hyuuga girl's maids. Her parents' and her money came from generations worth of mission rewards saved up and lots of lucky gambling from her grandfather. She left her mansion-sized home, going over to the next home only a few feet from hers, proceeding to be greated by a 6'2" female with hair the same color as the cinnamon rolls that she had just ate, and calm, purple irises; one of Anri's maids.

"Welcome, Lady Anri. I assume you're here to accept your mother's summoning of you?"

Anri simply gave her a look, causing the maid to smile lightly and step aside, allowing the casually dressed, well-groomed female to enter the corridor, walking down a mildly long hall and walk up three flights of stairs to her mother's bedroom, breathing lightly when she finally reached it. Her mother's pearl-white eyes were set on the window, and she sat in a rather expensive-looking chair that looked like it costed the salary of five Jounins combined. Her gaze set itself upon her daughter, and a small, gentle smile formed. She was wearing a cotton-candy pink houserobe, and a white, silk dress.

She stood up from the chair, approaching her daughter with her smile becoming even more broad as she approached. It'd been two months since they'd seen eachother. Anri tried to maintain a stoic posture, and facial expression. When her mother was two feet from her she rushed forth, throwing her arms around the female, whom was at least four inches taller than her in height. "K-Kaa-san..."

"Looks like you've missed me, hm dear? I requested your presence to train with you. I'm going to teach you a new technique. Have you learned the Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven technique?" She'd state, still cradling Anri within her arms. The black-haired Hyuuga girl shook her head. Her mother rested her hand upon the top of her head, stroking her silky, black locks. Anri's frame shuddered within her mother's hold. She craned her head back, eyes shut and tears flowing from the corners of them.

"S-So happy... to see you..." She sniffled. Her mother soon released her from her grasp, wiping her tears away. "Get a hold of yourself, dear.~ It's okay, I'm here now, there's no need for you to cry anymore." She would calmly cup Anri's cheeks between her hands, smiling down at her daughter and leaning down to kiss her forehead. Anri nodded lightly, wiping her face with a handkerchief that she pocketed moments after use. Her mother clasped her daughter's hand, guiding her from the bedroom. The two of them went down the trio of stairs, arriving at the front door.

"I'll be absent for a few hours. Ensure that my clothing are clean and dried by the time I return." Mika whisked Anri off to a training field which Anri, her mother, and her father possessed in their personal, section of the massive Hyuuga compound. Once there, her mother leaped back four feet, forming a single handseal in unison with Anri. "I'll be testing how much you've grown, combat wise." They had both formed the Snake handseal, and coursed chakra to their ocular nerves. Beneath both of their eyes, veins protruded, and their pupils became more distinct.

"Byakugan!"

They raced forward at impressive speed, though Mika's speed exceeded that of her daughter's. With one propelling of her arm, she managed to jab Anri in the right-side of her clavicle, dealing a chakra-injecting blow that debillitated the girl and made her right arm numb. Mika retracted her right arm after dealing the attack, neutralizing Anri's Jyuuken attack aimed at her midsection by parrying her attack with a palm strike that had a little more chakra aimed to be injected.

Anri threw a left-armed jab toward Mika's left shoulder, though her arm was suddenly slapped up. Her mother jolted her other arm at her, smacking her in the chest. "Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm!" She then proceeded to knock her back with a large blast of concentrated chakra that knocked her off of her feet and sent her flying back, skidding across the ground on her back. "Gaaaaaaaagh!" She exclaimed.

Anri stood up, grunting slightly. She removed a senbon from her backpouch, or that's what she would've done if she had it at the moment. 'Shit...!' She sprinted directly at her mother, a thick aura of translucent, pale-blue essence swamping two of her digits. With great speed, her mother suddenly accelerated at her in a twirl, pivoting on her feet with her heels off of the ground. Anri suddenly saw chakra spew itself from all three hundred and sixty one tenketsu in Anri's form.

"Nani--Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven!" She halted her glide across the ground but didn't halt her spin, in fact she quickened it. The expelled chakra caused a sphere of sky blue essence to spill around her form, expanding. It quickly struck Anri's form, barraging her with rapidly spinning chakra. She was suddenly sent flying back, smashing into the green fence border belonging to the training field. She had just been sent flying back at least ten feet.

She propped her hand on her knee while her leg was bent upright, sole pressed to the ground. The female breathed lightly, slowly standing to her feet and getting into the Jyuuken stance. She dashed toward her mother, envisioning an Eight Trigrams circle and allowing chakra auras to swarm her hands. "Eight Trigrams Sixty Four Palms!"She twirled and attempted to slam the index fingers and middle fingers of hers upon her mother's stomach region and her upper chest. Her mother was struck, stumbling back abit. Before Anri could lash out and deal the next four blows, a wooden log replaced Mika's placing.

Mika would reappear feet behind her, running her hand down her chest and unsealing her own tenketsu. "That was a great manuever.. you've truly grown, dear!f" Anri simply responded with heavy breathes, turning to face her while hunched forth, her arms hanging at her sides. The chakra around her hands faded and the veins receded from visage. Her pupils became more vague to the naked eye, and she lost the ability to perceive her mother's chakra circulatory system.

"Let's keep going, shall we?" They dashed at eachother again, striking one another, with Mika the one whom was landing the most blows for the next hour and a half. They conversed while they exchanged chakra-immersed, tenketsu-impairing palm strikes and small hints of Eight Trigram techniques, but eventually they came to a standstill. Anri was tired as hell... but Mika? She was just barely beginning to breath lightly.

"We -did- train for the same amount of time right? Did you put me in a genjutsu!?" Anri said, suddenly outraged, her hands balled into tight fists. Mika shook her head and smiled, closing her eyes. "Of course not, dear. I wouldn't do that to you." She'd state in a genuinely innocent tone, with a small smile. The black-haired female pouted at her mother, but eventually acknowledged this as the truth. "Now then, you'll be trying to use the Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven technique. Try to learn it in the next hour."

Anri nodded lightly. She balled her right hand into a tight, knuckle-whitening fist, pressing said fist into her left palm. It was time to crack down and start training to her hardest. She bounded off of the soles of her feet, proceeding to land six feet behind her initial position. The female would follow what she saw previously when she did the technique. Using her clan's innate ability to spew chakra from one of the three hundred and sixty one tenketsu in their body, she did such.

She began to spin rapidly, though at least at a quarter of the speed that her mother was spinning. From all three hundred and sixty tenketsu knodes, chakra flared from her physique. The chakra shot out from her body, but no sphere of chakra spun around her figure. Instead, she was still just sitting there, twirling like a ballerina with her heels off of the ground and her eyes closed. She opened them, coming to a dizzy stop. "W-What the... hell..!?" She was outraged by her failure. Mika could only stifle a giggle.

"You went in the wrong order, dear. You release the chakra from your tenketsu then you start spinning, not vice versa." Anri could only slap her palm against her own head after being exploited on her mistake. She began to release chakra from all three hundred and sixty one of her tenketsu again. She lifted her heels off of the earth, beginning to spin with her arms thrown out at her sides. A sphere of sky blue essence suddenly swarmed her form, enveloping her and caving in the ground beneath her, forming a small crater. Though, the size of her sphere was only a tenth of the size of her mother's.

She stopped spinning, breathing lightly. The female began to gather chakra once more. She slapped her hands together, forming the Snake handseal. She'd course chakra to her ocular nerves, proceeding to gain sight of her mother's chakra circulatory system. Her pupils became far more visible, and in addition veins protruded beneath her pearly-white eyes, which now had a slightly lavender tint to them. "Byakugan!" Chakra swarmed around her forearms in thick, translucent auras.

"Eight Trigrams...!" She harnessed a massive amount of chakra, proceeding to knead it and course it to all three hundred and sixty one tenketsu of hers. "Palms..!" She swiveled her left foot from ahead of her right foot, to somewhere diagonally behind her right. "Revolving Heaven..!" She suddenly spun around at a rapid rate of speed, nearly half of that of the speed that her mother had rotated.

A dome of impressive sky blue chakra spun around her frame, deepening and widening the crater that she was standing in before she began the technique. With her Byakugan she zoomed in on the environment outside of her, watching the sphere of chakra rapidly gyrate where she was standing at, half the size of her mother's sphere. Upon perceiving this, she was far over simply frustrated. If anything, she was mad as ever. The female slammed her eyes shut, beginning to gather more reserves.

"More!" She shouted, proceeding to double the amount of chakra consistently shooting from her tenketsu. She could feel the essence coursing from her body, in all three hundred and sixty one tenketsu knodes within her physique. Despite the slight drain tugging at her she kept the consistent amount of chakra spewing from all of her tenketsu points. She jolted her eyes open, setting her vision outside of the sphere with her Byakugan, and watching the sphere.

The sphere gradually began to expand. It's expansion was a slow process, but none the less the fact that the rize of her Revolving Heaven sphere was growing bigger was exciting her. She allowed the chakra to remain levelled as it shot from her form rapidly. The sphere of chakra around her form had easily became seventy five percent of the size of her mother's. Mika watched from outside of the sphere, smiling lightly. She clapped delicately, still watching her daughter from a sufficient distance.

The black-haired Hyuuga started to notice the reduction in the chakra around her form. The tugging feeling at her chakra reserves was even more annoying.. and a little painful at this point. She couldn't maintain this level of chakra usage... but at the same time, she really could've! The female grumbled with annoyance as the size of the sphere around her frame began to reduce in size. Mika watched from outside, curious as to what her daughter would do while within this pickle. She recognized the fact that her daughter had crappy stamina reserves from the start.

Suddenly, the pain and the tug of her chakra began to dissipate. The female closed her eyes, concentrating on her reserves. She imagined a small, shiny blue flame in a black background. Suddenly, she could feel vivacity feeling every inch of her body. She wasn't ready to give up with attempting to do this yet. She had to keep on trying her hardest, because without trying she would be unable to get anywhere. Her dream was to reach her mother's level of strength, because if she could do that she could definitely qualify as the leader of the Hyuuga clan!

With a burst of chakra through all of her tenketsu points she began to spin quicker, the sluggishness of her twirl dissipating completely. The essence coursed through all three hundred and sixty one of her tenketsu, being spilled outward as she continued to spin on her heels like a ballerina despite the fact that she was growing tired of doing this. Her mother watched from the outside of her performing the technique, with a small smile printed upon her facial features; she was certainly proud.

With her Byakugan, Anri continously watched the sphere from a standpoint that would allow her to perceive it's overall size. The sphere suddenly expanded beyond the size that it ever was, reaching eighty five percent of the size of her mother's Revolving Heaven sphere. Chakra pummeled to all three hundred and sixty one tenketsu knodes of hers, her body flowing with chakra right now. Whether it was shonen-power, or plot armor, she was getting through with this training. The sphere only continue'd to spin quicker!

She continued to spin around rapidly within the massive sky blue sphere, which was spinning as quick as she was... which was commendably fast, either as fast as her mother did or even quicker! Her mother raised her brows, clearly impressed with this feat from the newbie at use of the Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven technique. "Haaaaaaaaah!" Suddenly, a pang of pain would strike her from every point in her body. Her knodes stopped flowing with life, and she abruptly stopped spinning, her body stunned. She fell forth, face-first. Chakra stopped coursing to her ocular nerves, and veins vanished from beneath her now seemingly pupil-less eyes. Mika ran to her daughter's side... realizing that she had knocked herself out from using far too much chakra and straining herself.

"A for effort, dear." She hoisted her daughter onto her shoulders, proceeding to stand up and hop above the green fence, heading back to her house nearby.

(3013 words; Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven and 15 stat points.)

Sun Jan 17, 2016 3:54 am

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Sun Jan 17, 2016 10:37 pm

Anri laid within her royal blue and gold canopy bed, out cold. It'd been at least two or three days now, and she wasn't showing any signs of waking up.. or even struggling to while in deep slumber. At the cost of nearly putting herself in a coma from chakra deprivation, she managed to learn how to properly utilize the Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven technique. The black-haired youth slowly peeled her pearl-white irises open, looking up at the 'ceiling' to her bed. She slowly rustled about, pain attached to every inch of her body because her body hadn't experienced such harsh, taxing training in awhile.

She removed her clothing, proceeding to call in her maid, the nicest one of them in fact, the ginger. She skipped on in, tears boardering her eyes upon seeing her Lady awake. "L-Lady Anri... I was so worried for your health!" Anri addressed her with a blank stare. She'd say the only words that she recalled hearing in the past few days, though she put them in her own words. "I'll be out for a few hours. Don't let me come back without my clothes washed and dry."

The female stripped down naked, with no care of the fact that her redheaded maid was still in the room. Surprised by this action, the maid dipped from her room, closing the door as delicately as possible on her way out. The Hyuuga removed her pajamas that... she had put on her at some point in time. Today she went with a black, sleeveless turtle neck, as well as a gray pair of baggy pants, and lastly her standard-addition shinobi sandals. She placed her beige backpouch on her right buttock, clipping it to her pair of pants. Once done, the Hyuuga proceeded to dash out of the door quickly, trying to re-adjust her muscles to the harshness of training by running at full speed out of her house.

She reached her parents' personal training fields within two minutes, coming to a stop with heavy breathes exitting her mouth. The fact that she lacked the experience required to learn anymore Hyuuga-based clan techniques dawned upon her. Anri grumbled angrily upon noticing this... though she lightened up when she realized this was the opportunity of a lifetime to shy away from Gentle Fist and actually branch out to something. Hell, she could do what she want; afterall she was practical royalty.

The female had to try out something she wanted to do for a long time. She began to build up chakra, focusing it at a certain amount and then proceeding to form the Rat handseal. Shortly after the Rat handseal came the Boar handseal. Having properly kneaded her chakra, she shut her eyes and grit her teeth, focusing on something she never focused on. This time it wasn't tenketsu, it was far from that. It was her own personal flow of time. She kept on neutralizing her chakra with her flow of time, intending to shorten it to a sufficient level. Her hands clasped together shortly after forming the Boar handseal.

She opened her pearl-white eyes, proceeding to form the Snake handseal. Veins bulged beneath her eyes, and her pupils became more visible to the naked eye. "Byakugan!" The black-haired female leaned forward, sliding her left foot back across the gravel at her feet. She threw her arms back as she bursted forth at a speed that she didn't think she could ever possibly move at her current level of experience and expertise. However, she was moving at it, and she could tell that with her momentum, her reaction time also increased.

But, this wasn't at the maximum potential that it could bring. Within the next few seconds her personal flow of time stopped being prohibited by her chakra. She grumbled in frustration, balling her hands into tight fists. Anri wanted to master this.. and use it for it's full duration and it's full boost. She somehow knew that this was only the border for this technique's utmost, ultimate potential. The female shut her eyes and slammed her palms together, regathering the spiritual essence within her, known as chakra, once again.

She contorted the Rat handseal, followed by the Boar handseal, in expert time and dexterity. The female clapped her palms against one another once more, desiring the strength that she was progressively attaining. She had to achieve more and more, or else she wouldn't progress. That was something she definitely couldn't afford. 'No one's taken the title of Hyuuga Clan Head.. yet.. I still have time to get stronger..' Anri felt adrenaline rushing through her core. Her pride, conceitedness, and her utmost massive goal, was urging her to try harder!

"If I don't then who will! Flicker Movement!" Chakra immersed her form. She'd burst forth in an epic rate of movement, proceeding to dash along the gravel at even higher speeds. Partial afterimages were left in her wake. It was at this moment that she noticed the maximum potential of this technique. There was something else that she noticed... her maximum potential. Training like this would continue to tug her closer and closer to it. Her progression was inevitable; she was destined for greatness!

The black-haired Hyuuga rushed along, leaping a foot or two up into the air and shoving her legs out, bouncing off of the green fencing with the soles of her sandal-covered feet, performing a double backflip while high in the air and landing in a crouched position shortly after swiveling across the ground in a low spin on one knee. She stood up, huffing lightly but realizing she still had the speed. She bursted forth at an epic value of acceleration, the newfound speed clearly coming to some use. In only a moment she dealt several palm strikes to the air, indicating that not only her movement speed, but also her attack speed, had exponentially developed from the use of this technique. Either that, or it was the technique itself still afflicting her.

She smirked at her palm. The female was glowing with delight and satisfaction. "So this is my power?" At this point she knew it was mandatory to delve into the lower-ranked arts of Space Time Ninjutsu. The female exhaled, letting her high from the Flicker Movement technique die down by sitting against the green fence and resting. Her pupils became less visible, and her veins bulging beneath her eyes. Anri pulled out numerous ninja tools and equipment from her weapon pouch, laying them out on the ground as she sat down.

The black-haired female proceeded to form the Rat handseal, followed by the Dog handseal. After that, she began to knead her chakra by clasping her hands together and concentrating intensely. She parted her hands, pressing her right palm to the surface of the broad-side of a metallic, generic kunai. Her left hand was placed upon her wrist, her digits wrapped around said wrist. "Storage Displacement..." The female kept her eyes shut, continuing to funnel her kneaded chakra into the object. She peeled her eyes open, watching as the kunai began to dissolve, molecule by molecule.

To be simple, the ground itself looked as though it was being sucked into one point. It suddenly expanded to the norm, and the kunai stopped being dissolving particle by particle, reverting to it's initial state. She smacked her hands together and immersed them in chakra, beginning to knead the chakra a bit. Anri formed the Rat handseal, followed by the Dog handseal. Anri parted her hands, wrapping one around the wrist belonging to the other, while the other pressed itself to the same kunai that she was using before.

She slowly watched as Space Time did it's job. Chakra coursed along the basis of her palm. She saw the location of the kunai suddenly divert, sucking inward into one, small point right there. The kunai began to gradually be sucked into the point. When it was halfway-done being absorbed into space and time itself, it suddenly popped on back out. The diverted vicinity had suddenly expanded to accentuate the typical size of the rest of space and time. The female narrowed her eyes... this would've been even cooler.. had she been doing it properly!

She retracted her hand from the surface of the kunai knife. The black-haired Hyuuga proceeded to whisk up her ninja tools, placing them within her backpouch shortly after snapping open the velcro. Anri would twirl a bundle of black, silky locks around her pointer finger, standing up and leaning against the green fence. She continued to absentmindedly twirl hair around her index finger. "I could continue training... buuuuuut... I could also go and watch some stuff at my house."

"Or I could go.. and eat.. and then take one big nap.. that's not healthy.. eat, watch television.. nap. Or train.. and get closer to my goal of becoming Clan Head." She absentmindedly murmured to herself. The female removed her finger from around the hair. She'd pick up a kunai from within her backpouch, twirling it around by the end of the hilt nonchalantly. Her free arm, her left one, was tucked beneath her bosom, puffing her already big breasts out.

"Hmmm..." Anri thought silently. The black-haired Hyuuga would rise from her lean up against the fence. It was at that moment that she grew tired of sitting there. That, and she had figured out something about the technique. She'd unclip her backpouch from her right buttock, and then she threw it on the ground. She performed a simple crouch, hunching over. She smacked her hands together, forming the Rat handseal and then the Dog handseal.

She kneaded the gathering of chakra focused within her palms, proceeding to press her left hand to her right wrist, while her right palm rested upon the top of the backpouch. She began the process of channeling the mass of chakra into the object, while the digits belonging to her left hand were coiled around her small, pale wrist. She spread her fingers along the length of the backpouch as much as possible. Slowly, the backpouch began to divert, looking as though it was being departicleized and sucked into one point; the center of her back palm.

"Storage Displacement technique!" She let out a low shout, sucking the backpouch into the rift she made within space and time, having completely transmitted the particles of her backpouch to the 'storage' in space and time. The female formed the Rat and Dog handseals once more, transmitting chakra to both of her palms and slamming them onto the firm gravel at her feet, while on her knees at this point. Space Time itself altered, diverting inward and minimizing slightly, then proceeding to expand to fit the rest of space and time to reveal her backpouch, which regathered it's particles and appeared on the ground before her.

She peeled the backpouch open, proceeding to remove numerous ninja tools. These ninja tools included kunai, shuriken, a pair of smoke bombs and a pair of explosive tags. She'd form the Rat and Dog handseals quickly, swarming her hands in chakra that she began to knead more easily with the help of the performance of the seals, which forcefully dialated some of the tenketsu upon them being formed. She'd proceed to wrap her left hand around her right wrist, then press her right palm firmly against the surface of one of the explosive tags.

She channeled chakra into the explosive tag, going further and allowing the kneaded chakra to progressively warp Space and time itself. The explosive tag diverted inward, space and time minimizing within the set area of the explosive tag. The female would smirk upon the completion of the technique, proceeding to form the Bat and Dog handseals again. She broadened the range of the space time, pushing her ninja tools into one clump and pressing her palm to the top of it, channeling her chakra throughout the entire gathering of ninja tools. The centre of the gathering of ninja tools diverted, minimizing space and time and thus transfering her kunai, shuriken, smoke bombs, last explosive tag, and her beige weapon pouch to her personal storage dimension in space and time.

The black-haired female headed back to her home, going into one of the rooms that she rarely visited. She wasn't very interested in Space Time anymore... because she'd have to delve deep into it if she wished to learn more about the subject. The female looked around the room; it was like a mini library, with bookshelves lining the walls and then one large, lengthy, mahogany-colored, soft sofa with a glass coffee table in front of it. She moved forth nonchalantly, going over to one of the bookshelves and running her pointer finger across the rhines of numerous books on one of the many shelves lining the room.

She spotted one book with two words inscribed upon it's lavender rhines in black ink; Sealing Arts. The black-haired Hyuuga would remove the two hundred page book from within the bookshelf, ambling across the maroon carpetting and settling down to the left of the sofa, laying on the cushions. She leaned back, propping the mid-point of her back onto the sofa arm. The female would open up the book, looking at the table of contents and immediately skipping to the section labelled 'techniques'.

She looked at the most basic technique; Generic Sealing. Reading up on how to perform it, as well as the handseals(which there were none), the potency of the user, and it's maximum efficiency, the kunoichi rested the book upsidedown on her lap, proceeding to clasp her hands together and channel an immense level of chakra to them. The female then pressed her right palm to the book, overlapping her right with her left. The transmitted chakra caused a seal to to be placed, chain-like lines running across the length of the object and making it shine bright white.

Instead of the book vanishing, the shine did, and thus the book remained there, perfectly intact however not sealed away. She realized that she forgot one key object, a scroll! The female yelled for one of her maids, ordering them to get a scroll from the storage basement. After a two minute wait, her blonde-haired, blue-eye'd, busty maid ran into the mini-library of the room, giving Anri a holdable scroll. She'd peel the scroll out, planting it on the sofa cushion as she sat back down.

The female clapped her palms together once more, channeling more chakra to her hands again. This time she kept her gaze keenly focused upon the slightly-thin book. She'd run the chakra throughout the entirety of her palms, overlapping the right with the left and applying a seal. Once again, chain-like lines ran across the width of the book, and a circle with small lines surrounded the seal.

She murmured the technique: "Generic Sealing", then proceeded to let the seal immerse the book. This time, instead of the book shining white, the line and the circle did. White particles evaporated into the air as the things around the kanji seal slowly chipped away from object, only leaving the large kanji that she placed. The kanji shined white, and so did the book. She'd successfully sealed away the book, leaving no signs of it ever being with her. On the scroll was a single kanji, which stood for 'study'.

She pressed her hand upon the surface of the seal, clsoing her eyes and channeling chakra to the 'study' kanji. The kanji shined white, and from a plume of gray smoke revealed the sealing arts text book once more. She'd exhale lightly, rolling up the scroll and placing it on the glass cofee table at her right. The female opened up the book, flipping through pages quickly before finally coming to the page she was initially on, taking this moment to check out the next technique.

She lounged within the chair, half of her back facing the doorway to the room as she curved her body inward to the back pillow to the sofa. "Mark Seal.. hn.." It pique'd her interest greatly. Being able to sense people wasn't an issue.. but what if she could manage to branch this out and apply it to something further? She couldn't think that far ahead, but somewhere in her mind she knew that learning this technique would come in handy one day; maybe it'd save her life?

The black-haired female nodded lightly. She'd clapped the book closed, shifting around in her heavily comfortable seat and getting even more comfortably. While she could do this on her own, it'd be easier to perform an alterior motive; simply call in a maid or two. She'd call in the ginger maid, whom bowed upon entering the room. "Sit down in front of me and don't look back." The maid sat down on the cushion, proceeding to turn her back to Anri. She'd scooch forth, channeling chakra to her index fingertip.

'Perhaps Kaa-san didn't apply one of these seals yet... I highly doubt she didn't.. but just.. in case..' The female pressed her index finger to the nape of the maid's neck. With the one-handed formation of half of a Snake handseal, chakra channeled itself to her eyes, causing veins to sprout beneath them and make her pupils more obvious to the naked eye. She watched as the chakra within her pointer finger transmitted itself through the maid's neck.

She retracted her finger, and just as the technique described, a mole-sized dot had appeared upon the focal point of the nape of her neck. She'd fold her legs together, nudging the maid in the butt with the foot. "Go now, leave." The maid stood up, proceeding to bow when she reached the doorway, then leave. Sure enough, Anri could now track her maid's presence if she found it necessary. The dot had vanished by the time she reached the doorway. She called in her four other maids, placing their Mark Seal tracking dots in other places.

The Hyuuga girl proceeded to continue resting within her current seat. She turned over, so that her back was pressed to the back pillows of the sofa that she was currently lounging on. The female would pick up the scroll, peeling it open. She smacked her palm upon the top of the book, closing it pre-emptively. A sealing formula with a circle around the 'study' kanji formed, and from the circle appeared horizontal, chain-like marks that ran along the surface of the object.

The circle and the chain-like formation shined white, proceeding to peel away from the object until only the kanji was left. The kanji shined white, and proceeded to make the entirety of the sealing arts text book shine bright white. The identical seal within the scroll shined white, and the book vanished in a puff of gray smoke. The seal in the scroll was black when the smoke vanished from sight. The female stood up, exhaling lightly as she stepped on towards the door.

She'd read about a particular technique that would become very useful... unless her mother, the most proficient sealing arts specialist within her small section of the Hyuuga clan, came on through. "Fuuinjutsu Lock, hm?" She murmured, folding her arms beneath her boldly-immense chest. She'd walk along the cold, beige tinted carpet at her feet while they had black house sandals on them. She'd reach the front door to her home, proceeding to walk outside onto the porch.

The Hyuuga channeled chakra to the center of her right palm. The seal that she planned on applying would be insufficient against any sealing specialist that came her way.. but any non-sealing specialist that was particularly weak physically or spiritually would have a problem. She'd smack her hand against the surface of the door, directly in the center. A sealing formula appeared upon it's surface, chain-like marks running away from the circle around the kanji in the center of said circle. The chain and circle shined white, then trickled away from the door's surface, vanishing from sight.

The entirety of the formula shined brightly. It turned into a six inch-diameter sealing array upon the door. The female blinked blankly... not expecting that this would occur, and therefore she wasn't happy that she'd basically grafitti'd her own home. Her mother was currently busy with a small meeting with a minor shop owner currently, so she wouldn't be able to break the seal for Anri. Anri grumbled in slight frustration, proceeding to go back inside the house with furrowed brows and balled up fists.

She went into the mini-library, slamming down onto the sofa and folding her right leg over her left leg. The Hyuuga trailed her pearl-white eyes along the surface of the glass coffee table, to the scroll. She picked up the scroll with her right hand, and peeled it open with her left, resting the peeled open scroll in her lap and leaning back. The female would press her fingertip to the kanji, making it shine white and unseal the scroll in a puff of gray-ish smoke.

She opened up the book, slowly reading the techniques section. She licked her bottom lip, absentmindedly twirling a bundle of black, silky locks of hers around her index finger. She called in a maid, exhaling lightly as she did so. The maid came in only seconds after being called... a display of the expert services she possessed at her palms. "Do my hair. Give me something simple." The maid left, then returned within five minutes. From that point, the maid partially curled her long, flowing locks and combed it.

Anri couldn't help but smirk a bit and lean back a little bit more, craning her head back as well, giving a lazy, half-lidded look back at the maid, who raised her brows curiously... partially afraid of her Lady's... happiness? Happy was an understatement for Anri's mood. She had.. for once, been getting somewhere with things. The female was -extremely- glad that she was doing such a good job at grasping the content of the Sealing Arts. She looked back down at the book, rubbing her ankle against her lower left thigh briefly.

Her shoulders shifted a bit, allowing her to settle within the seat. The female continued to read the book, attempting to make a mental list of techniques that she wanted to learn or just simply advance with. The female raised her brows at the sight of one technique in particular that managed to pique her interest in what seemed to be a snapping of her fingers. 'Fuuinjutsu Breaking...'. She looked back up at her maid briefly, whom was still combing her hair.

"Make it quick.. and finish up." The maid nodded, proceeding to finish up her hair. The female would trail along within the hallways, reaching the front door of her house. She slid out of her black house shoes, getting into her black, standard shinobi sandals. Anri would leave the home, simply standing on the porch and glancing at the front door, which still had the seal placed upon it. She extended her index and middle finger out belonging to her right hand, proceeding to immerse both in a glow of chakra. She'd extend her arm out in a jabbing motion, pressing her immersed fingertips to the surface of the seal within the center of the array.

The array shined white, proceeding to peel off of the door and break away gradually. Lastly, the seal in the center of the array would shine brightly, before peeling away as well and shattering. The female would smirk with satisfaction, looking toward the door with a prideful gaze, seeing as she had managed to remove the seal successfully. She'd go on into her home, kicking off her standard-issue shinobi sandals and putting on her black house shoes, ambling across the carpet and going back into her study.

Once reaching her study, the female would proceed to settle down on the sofa once more, picking up the scroll from off of the table. She wanted to endeavor further into the process of trying to strengthen her seal-breaking capabilities. It'd be hard, but it would be rewarding when she finally did manage. Her next step after learning how to use the Fuuinjutsu Breaking technique at a higher level would be training the Fuuinjutsu Lock technique. Of course, she had to take things one step at a time, and thus breaking seals from the sealing art seemed more of an obligation than locking stuff and prohibiting access to them.

She'd immerse her pointer finger and middle finger in a shroud of chakra. The female noticed, without her Byakugan, that this amount of chakra would not suffice. She shut her eyes and slowly concentrated, drawing out her reserves. She imagined a small, sky blue flame within a black background, followed by a pulse of it's essence, then a mass expansion of it. At this point, her chakra circulatory system was being flooded with innate reserves that'd been stored up over the extensive time that she'd been using her initial reserves on learning stuff.

The female would allow her eyes to open, the pearl-white irises allowing pupils to become more visible as a lavender-ish shade toned her pearl-like eyes. Beneath either white orb appeared numerous veins that bulged from her skin. "Byakugan!" The black-haired Hyuuga bellowed, allowing the chakra to pulse to her ocular nerves at a rapid rate. She observed as the tenketsu within her right arm forcefully dialated, as her dominant hand's two fingers, her middle and index, were progressively allowing more and more chakra funnel to them.

After reaching the necessary amount of chakra, the female thrusted her right arm forth, directing it for the surface of the olive-colored parchment belonging to the innards of the scroll. She aimed to press her digits upon the surface of the parchment. Her lips pursed together and she noticeably narrowed her eyes with intense concentration upon doing this simple action, her muscles going into overdrive pre-emptively as she moved her arm forth at full acceleration.

In not even a moment, her two digits pressed firmly against the parchment. She shut her eyes, pressing her lips firmly together and allowing her teeth to nibble down and eventually constrict themselves upon the skin of her bottom lip, sinking into it and drawing some blood. She slowly concentrated on the chakra immersing the entirety of her fingers in a small aura. The female was extremely concentrated at the moment; she didn't want to fail such a crucial process to advancing with the Fuuinjutsu Breaking technique.

The female channeled the chakra into the parchment, specifically the small kanji that stood for 'study' within it. The chakra continued to flow on through the entirety of the seal, drenching it in her spiritual essence. She looked down, trying to ensure if there was any physical sign of success with trying to break the seal. There were still no visible changes.. and thus she allowed more chakra to transmit and tunnel into her fingers, the tips of her fingers channeling the chakra to the kanji.

The Hyuuga proceeded to transmit the chakra, and slowly, the seal shined white. It began to break away vertically, peeling from the paper and evaporating into the air in small particles of it's writing. It was only moments before the seal finally evaporated completely, no signs of it ever being on the paper. The female exhaled, folding one leg over the other as she lounged on the couch. She called a maid, requesting for said maid to get a quill and an inkwell. Shortly after retrieving these two things, she dipped the pitch black quill within the ink, getting a nice bit of ink and allowing it to drip.

She'd swivel the point to the quill along the parchment, producing a generic sealing formula that took up about a quarter of the paper. Anri would blow off the seal, making sure she didn't ruin it in any way, shape or form by doing so. She placed the quill within the inkwell, proceeding to place the open scroll down on the surface of her lap, rather than the sofa cushion. She'd press her palms to the now dry sealing formula, sending a pulse of chakra throughout it which made the sealing formula shine white. When she pried her hands away, a kanji formed in the center. She'd then clasp her hands together and close her eyes, channeling chakra.

Shortly after channeling chakra, the female allowed her eyes to fall to a narrow, her arms shoving forth and her palms slamming against the surface of the book nearby. A sealing formula identical to the one in the scroll formed, a circle forming around an identical kanji. Chain-like marks spread horizontally along the perimeter of the scroll, covering it diagonally, vertically and horizontally. The entirety of the sealing formula on the book shined, and the book vanished from visage.

The sealing formula within the scroll shined a bright white, and shortly after the surrounding ink around the kanji was white, the kanji itself was. She took so much preparation time, and she hated to do this to herself, but she began to channel chakra to her hands. She pressed her hands together, the left palm overlapping her right palm, which was pressed to the center of the sealing formula, the kanji itself. The chain marks and the circle around the seal itself had shined white.

They began to evaporate, peeling away from the parchment and shattering into millions of pieces as they rose in the air, vanishing from sight as they progressively dissolved. Her palm removed itself from the seal, which was now shining white. The seal began to dissolve into pieces, peeling it away. A waft of gray smoke appeared above the scroll, and when it dissipated, the book lie a top the now empty scroll. She'd place the book on the glass coffee table.

"I guess that concludes with my training... for now." She'd stand up and casually walk out of her study.

(4500 words required/5011 met - Stuff gained)

Storage Displacement
Flicker Movement
Generic Sealing
Mark Seal
Fuuinjutsu Breaking - E~D
Fuuinjutsu Lock - E~D (489 words left for D-Rank)
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