Training... Again (Nomo)

"A senju hm? interesting. Are you aware of the secret power of your bloodline?" It was fortunate for the hell's angel that they'd acquired the bit of dna from one of the boys clansman, and even more so that they hadn't actually been the one to take care of the situation. It would be a bit of a difficulty, she considered, if the trinity had the blood of this boys families blood on their hands. "From my understanding you hold an incredibly powerful gift."

As the two spoke Kira continued her work. the four small knife like blades of chakra were her focus point as she poured more and more chakra into the vortex like center. A small line of white energy began to spiral up the first of the blades like thread spun around a needle, connecting to the tip before curling itself tightly inward. The technique shifted slightly as the added weight threw off the balance. The tips of the four star like points dipped slightly with each rotation around the orb, moving more closely to her arm with every turn. Keeping her calm the girl quickly moved to fix this problem. "Shit. Keep it together. I just need to balance the load on the opposite side to ensure that it will stay balanced." As she spoke, her voice barely a whisper to herself, she targetted the blade opposite the one she'd just worked on. Moving her free hand to the edge of her target she pushed the chakra she was pouring into the center of the rasengan orb, curving it around the thin blade. The motion evened it out for a moment, but in her need to keep balance the additional chakra she added created a triangular shape slightly larger then the previous.

"I have knowledge of the water needle technique. Thankfully I can be of use. " She formed the first hand seal at a speed of eighty, turning her hands to point towards the boy. Se wanted to ensure that he could see exactly how to form the seal in the event he had not yet gained this much training into the tech, before she continued on. Her hands shifted, fingers onced interlaced sliding past each other to form the bird seal. Once more she'd hold the seal so he could see it, waiting for a sign that he understood. "Natrually you'll need a water source. um. here. " Though she could see the suiton around her the girl would draw from the bag at her side a bottle of water. She offered it to him, hoping he'd understand it's use. "Only use this if absolutely necisary. This is one of the few bottles left from the Yukikagure water company. Pure water from the snows of yuki. While it's very delicious that is not it's main purpose. As a suiton specialist it's imperative that you have a source of water on you, even in the event you can create water with another technique. You never know what could happen. "

(3394)

Hiroyushi would clench his teeth as she brought up the senju's (not so) hidden weapon; their inate power to manipulate nature was incredibly powerful, often seen as one of the strongest chakra natures do the the incredible power it could generate. Hiroyushi had always known about the wood release of his clan, He never liked the idea of using it after what had happened to his father.

His father was a Jounin when Hiroyushi was born, he was very capable and believed in the will of fire fanatically, often putting himself in danger's way because of it. But when he went out on his final mission he had streached himself to far. He was sent out to deal with a group of missing ninja who had been messing with the Hidden village for quite some time at that point. He tried his best to stop them, using his hidden gift; the Wood Release, To take care of several of the ninja. But after a long and arduous battle he had been killed by their leader. Hiroyushi was only three when his father died, he didn't quite understand what death had meant at the time but never seeing his father after that day gave him the general idea, it wasn't until his father's body was recovered did he learn of his fathers true fate. His father hadn't died at the end of the battle, but was instead put into a paralysis genjutsu powerful enough to stop him. One of the medical ninja had harvested his organs in order to take the senju's power. This was when Hiroyushi grew to hate his gift, often saying it was a curse to hold such a powerful ability that everyone wanted.

Hiroyushi would look back to Amber " I'm well aware of my 'gift'. But I'd rather not talk about it. Anyway, I agree, Water can be rare in certain parts of the world. Which is why I carry around my waterbottle." Hiro would point behind him to a tree, which had a blue water bottle underneath, laying in the grass.

(3004)

Interesting, the demon of chance thought to herself as she watched the boys reaction. He seemed not only disinterested in any talk of his clan's techniques. While this did interest her, she decided for now it would most likely be best to simply wait. With time, assuming this boy came back to them for training like a few of the others within the village, and barring the rediculous idea that something would force her to leave the village because honestly who would force out a powerful force of combat willing to lay their life down for the village right? like that would be ridiculous, and barring this crazy idea Amber expected that their paths would cross once more. The child of fate was accustomed to the small hints life seemed to set in front of her. "Good good. I suppose you dont need this then. Do you need me to show you the hand seals once more? " Though verbally she changed the topic her eyes seemed to almost search the boy for answer, studying his body language with interest in an attempt to understand exactly what was going on.

The powerful fuuton technique was slowly stabalizing, allowing kira a moment to wipe the river of sweat from her forhead, though she was too late to stop the darkening of her clothes from the abundant moisture. As the returned to her work she allowed the chakra to flow into her technique once more, Her free hand gently shifting the points of the two smaller blades. She shifted back and forth between the first and second, her movements no longer fevered and unfocused. She felt fully in control of the situation once more, allowing her chakra shaping to soften the edges of her technique. Things were so close to being finished, she thought to herself. Once the general shape was finished the only thing left was to test it.

"Kira. To be clear. You are NOT to throw that. Finished or unfinished you will not release that technique in this area. The effect range is too high. While you and I would be able to get out of it in time it would put our newest student in danger, and more importantly it would clear a large section of the forests of konohakagure. I do believe that the hokage would not be apreciative of this. " It was almost as if the demon of chance had read the girls mind...mostly because she had. through their mental connection she easily sensed the intention kira had, though even without the ability to speak through telepathy it was fairly easy to predict. who would form a powerful technique without intent to test it? Still Amber put a stop to the idea before it could come to fruition, protecting both the village and any that might have accidentally been in the same zip code. Why was this girl training such deadly techniques anyway?

"Well. I HAD considered it, if you must know. But I suppose it would make sense. these forests are guarded and protected by my clan and there may be some in the general area, not to mention deforestation I suppose isn't a positive. "

(3924)

Hiro would raise his hands and begin performing the same handseals he had grown used to using over a few weeks of practicing. His water bottle would leak large droplets of water up into the air, forming needle like shards of water; they would proceed to fly forwards into a tree, each of them embedding themselves several inches into the tree, blowing chunks of bark and hard wood off. The air would reek like that of a wood shop as a powerful wind would blow towards them, blowing Hiro's hair backwards. He would turn around and look at amber, his face was a mixture of anger and sadness and his body language would resemble that. "You must know what it's like to have something that other people would kill for." he would state as he looked her in the eyes. "How do you cope?"

(3148, claiming water needle)
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"Actually...." It was kira who spoke up at this point, surprised at the boy's statement. It was true of course that the senju clan's power was that of legend, the greatest shinobi in history often having the clan's name in their history, either by birth or otherwise, but up to this point she hadn't considered a young boy to truly understand the weight of that burden. "Um. I have a bit of experience with that. You see, I never truly got to meet my mother. She died with me in her arms, barelly a year old. " Would she truly speak on the subject she'd kept hidden for so long? The very thing that allowed her access to the hyuuga clan not as a refugee from hatred but as a weapon to be raised and pointed at their adversaries? It was a difficult thing to speak on. Even having resolve to share this powerful secret with the senju boy, she found her lips pursed shut reflexively, her tongue tied about itself before ever making it to the edge of her lips to offer this gift.

"You see. Kira's mother was of the youchikora clan, a secret clan of Amekagure. Her bloodline's power was hunted to near extinction. While my strength has brought quite a bit of peril, you'll find that she will be able to sympathize." Amber stepped up where kira paused, explaining exactly what Kira failed to find words to say.

"It's not easy. i spent years seeking out the most powerful techniques, cursing those who've tortured me and letting hate fuel my life. It was my mothers curse that's caused so much fear, and resolution to punish those who saught to harm me that gave me resolution but.... It's no way to live. " her technique was released as the thoughts hit her, her concentration completely broken by the boy's simple question. Closing her eyes for a moment she'd allow her chakra to flow once more, keeping her student's form in her sight through the power of chakra sensory. The rasengan formed easily, but as quickly as it was created it dispersed once more as once more Kira's thoughts interupted her focus. Without even considering she'd activated her chakra senses, which was a very helpful and powerful tool, but the reasoning scared her more then she liked. here, with another member of the trinity to look out for her and the boy before her resolved to learn from what he knew were two much more powerful shinobi, she felt the need to keep tabs on his movements not to ensure he was succeeding at his task, but to make sure in the few moments that she wasn't able to pinpoint his actions through sight he wouldn't attempt to take her life. Even in all of her power, she still fell victim to the reflexes of fear.

(4400, also heads up that jutsu costs you half because of me if u didnt know =) ))

Hiro would watch her explain everything, he felt sorry. Sorry that she had been in the same boat as him and sorry that she too, had lost her parent at such a young age. He watched her close her eyes. Her fear was apparent, she was strong but he could see that no matter how strong you where you can't overcome fear, only push it to the side. He would clench his fist and look at her, trying to find words to say. The best thing he could come up with would flow through him and out his mouth. "It's okay to be afraid, you know." He would say, his voice calm. He would feel another gust of wind and think. "I feel the same pain you do... My father died when I was young, hunted for his bloodline. I wasn't old enough to comprehend what that meant until a while ago, my family, my ability, my entire life could all just be a pawn in someone's path to power, and that terrifies me." He would hope that his words where something that could make her feel better, but there was no guarantee that anything would happen. For all he knew he could just be wasting breath.

"you're lucky. I can't speak to your situation, but you learned the lesson at an early enough age to be shielded from the horrors of what our clans experience. My foster mother. she....." Her eyes shifted immediately back to the eternal magekyou state as she paused, though when exactly she'd deactivated her stolen doujutsu wasn't clear. "She took me in for false reason. My mother explained the horrors of our families past, and instead of wanting something better for the last of the youchikora clan she planned to use me as a weapon to take over the village, but She didn't know that our bloodline skips generations. I'm a ressessive carrier of the suiton strength of the youchikora. When she realized, she encouraged me to travel to amekagure in hopes that i'd find death in the journey, and erase the slight brought upon the hyuuga clan by having me wear their symbol. "

All at once the technique flared once more, the rasengan growing larger and larger as her hatred flowed through spoken word. Two thick sharpened blades shot out from the large green ball with little to no effort, rotating at terrifying speed around the nearly finished technique. The symbol of her mangekyou sharingan, which resembled an s with a slash through the center mirrored in an X shape began to spin, rotating slowly at first as her need to punish the sad attempt at a parental figure flowed through her form.

"Kira. Keep your calm. You know that the power of the omega flows through you. If you give in to your hatred it will take over and I can't garantee in this body that I can stop it. Even with the power of my counter magic.... If you continue this path I fear it will end with more death on your conscience. " Amber stepped in quickly. Her hand touched gently against the girl's shoulder to calm her, and Kira recoiled immediately.

"I know. I can control it. I wont lose control of your demon Amber." Too many things were happening too fast. Without thinking, and to protect the young boy in their midst Amber had brought up the demon revived in the hell's angel, Exactly what the duo had attempted to subvert in bringing up Kira's past when asked about amber's was now in open air, a topic of inevitable discussion. Thankfully unlike Kira Amber felt no pain of her past. She'd learned in her time with the goddess of all things that regret does nothing to appease the souls of the dead. Only through learning from one's mistakes can they truely earn redemption, Learning and the sacrifice of that which corrupted them until they gain the strength to go against it. "Is that why you changed the subject when I asked you about the bloodline of the senju clan? Do you fear that gaining it's power will cause you to fall as those before you fell?"

Drawing a deep breath Kira finally began to calm, the two blades of her rasenshuriken, which up to this point were impossible to distinguish from the ball of chakra due to the speed at which they spun, slowly went back to a neutral point. Perpendicular to them two small triangular like blades were slowly extending from the technique.

(4957)

"I don't fear death" he would say, stepping forward towards Amber, He was never afraid to die. He knew that no one can live forever; but his biggest fear was something that he thought everyone felt, reguardless of who they where. "I fear dying before I can help everyone." He had said it, he felt a weight lift off of him; letting out a sigh of relief.

"Well. As powerful and thought provoking as that is..... I believe it is important to embrace the latent fear of expiration. Goddess knows I've dealt with my demons more then once." Amber wasn't sure at this point if the boy was dilusional or trying to put on a face. She almost hoped the latter simply because those who claim not to fear death find their body frozen in anticipation of the end far more easily then those who accept not only the inevitability but the natural response to having your lifes work taken from you. "Death is natural, and so is the fear of death. The most fearless often find that in meeting the angel of death face to face they find their resolve waivers."

The demon of chance had seen this far too many times. It helped that for years she was the angel of death for thousands between the many realms of the multiverse that she called home. She'd experienced first hand the look in a childs eyes when he realizes he isn't strong enough, when his high and mighty facade shatters like stained glass, writing their memiore in brilliant crimson not at his thought, but the final strike of her deadly pen.

(5162)

"I do however have something I'd like to show you, if you'd allow. Incredible strength knocks at your door, will you open it?" She'd move towards the boy, placing her hand on his shoulder unless he stopped her, and immediately they would be summoned to the Faewilds

(exit teleporting Hiro to the safety of the fae. Gasp! Kira is kidnapping a senju?! no. Simply removing him from harm since he's quit essencially due to his ileness. In the event he's able to come back he's safe from being killed in any of his other topics as this voids any attempts after this because this is the earliest topic he's still in. In the event he doesnt come back he'll be safely burried with organs still in tact)