Sakana's Path to Chuunin pt 3 (V2) (Maku Edition)

((Filling in for Maku for this post as he does not have time))

Ole' Terry knew a thing or two about fighting, especially young, over confident whipper snappers like this. As the little water boy stepped to the side Terry turned his half stumbling charge into a tumble. Was it on purpose, or did it just happen? Of this we shall never know. Terry's feet flopped together awkwardly and he pitched forwards rolling over the quadriceps and knee of Sakana. As he went over the outstretched leg he twisted his body blowing a kiss up at the boy's face as his hands lashed out to strike where Terry had been before his impromptu decision to fly through the air. He felt his shoulder collide with the ground and he allowed momentum to roll him over until he feet were pressed against the wall, one hand on the ground. 

He looked up at the Genin, hiccuping as he did so. "Now this m'fine little boy, is the perfect position for a keg stand. Just need me a Keg." Terry awkwardly patted his pocket looking for more of his fine whiskey only to let loose a whine as he discovered the pockets on that side empty. He turned a glare onto the water boy as he did so, "Ye' stole me whiskey didn't you, ya thieving pirate." Terry giggled for a second hiccuping as he decided to continue with his wounded pirate facade. No way was some snot nosed Genin going to get away with taking his liquor however. That stuff was entirely too expensive to allow that. 

Opening his mouth slightly he suddenly spat one of his teeth at the Genin, a nice yellow rotted stinking tooth. The tooth would travel at a speed of 80, with a health of 35, and an impact force of 20 should it strike Sakana. As he was doing that ole' Terry lifted himself up on one hand spinning around to land in a laying position with one leg cross over the other and his chest bared towards the Genin. He let loose what might be called a sexy growl if your were as drunk as he was. Lifting one hand he pawed at the air as he spoke, "Draw me like one of your french girls. Raaawr." His other hand was planted firmly on the ground as he sent a saucy wink at the Genin. 

350-15 = 335

Once again things always started to work out in favor of Sakana but they never ended that way. The man continued to charge at him, no change there, he was right in front of him now but instead of charging at him his proctor seemed to trip and then turned that trip into a roll. Now Sakana’s original punch should have worked just fine as the man had literally rolled into it but he wanted to be safe so he adjusted the punch a bit lower so that it made contact with his opponent as he was starting his roll.
 
Seeing as the roll seemed to make the man go faster than before he had trouble making out the details of the man as he started to blur. Since he needed to readjust the plan on the spot he would fire one more punch towards the rolling figure on his leg. This would be a blind shot since the man was moving too fast for him to see, so if it did make contact he would not know where. As the man was rolling Sakana was pretty sure he had imagined it but it sounded like the kissy noise him and his friends would make when they were younger messing around. He expected the noise to be a figment of his imagination but if the man had really produced that sound that would mean he was treating this battle as a joke, which would only lead to him slipping up and allowing himself to be open to more hits.
 
As his proctor followed though his roll, leading with his shoulder he would roll right into the field of glass from the bottle he threw at the wall. Now logically the man would start to bleed since he rolled into sharp glass, right? Well that did not seem to be the case, somehow the man was immune to sharp objects. So miraculously all the man had taken away from that quick encounter was  one maybe two punches to the back. The gennin could have rushed the man again, but he did not think that was the best course of action as the man was faster than him, the man would be able to dodge anything he could throw at him, he needed to continue the strategy that was working, using the man’s momentum against him letting him not have time to dodge his attacks.
 
So as the man was rolling the Meijin would put his hands up ready to block or strike and he would take two steps back. The drunk man was now only the floor, talking about how he needed a keg or something of that nature. The gennin had never had alcohol before but after seeing it effecting someone to this degree he would probably never try it.  Then man then went on to accuse Sakana of stealing his whisky which was an absurd claim in itself but he did not have time to refute his point or to even talk at all, talking in a battle takes away from your perception, and he would allow anything to distract him.  
 
Sakana still with his hands up noticed something flying out of the man’s mouth. Was it a tooth? Maybe the man had knocked it out in the fall or something like that, he thought to himself.  It did not really matter what it was, all that mattered was that he had to get out of the way, so he side stepped out of the way once again, this time to the left so that it would create an even greater distance between the proctor and himself, at this point they were probably around two meters away from each other.
 
After he had dodged his proctor would maneuver himself in a position to where he was laying on his side. He started to make more comments at the gennin, still slurring his words from being drunk. The man would go on to ask him to draw him. I he was allowed to use ninjutsu he would have used his shinobi painter set to have  drawn something to mess with the man but since this was a taijutsu exam he simply keep his mouth shut at all the comments.   
 
It would be a standoff, Sakana standing two meters away from the man with his hands up and in a fighting stance ready to react to whatever was going to happen next while the man was still laying on the floor in a pile of glass.
 
WC: 4205
 
AP = 208
 

If chain fist adjustment should go through, the man would lose 5 heath for the first punch and if the second punch went through he would lose another 5.

What a bore. The young generation these days just didn't seem to understand anything about having fun in life. Why, Life was grand! It was bright! It was also a dark nasty mess of disgustingness. But THAT was why they had created alcohol, to make things bright and awesome again. Getting drunk was like being born again. Everything was so bright and shiny and nice and pretty. Especially the women. No why was he in this room with this annoying little kid instead of at the bar hitting on all those nice, curvaceous Kumo shinobi. He hiccuped in thought, as he proceeded to continue to ignore the water boy in front of him day dreaming of what he could say to get those female shinobi to come home with him. That would be so much more fun than wasting his time with this prepubescent wastrel. Why! Terry was certain he had pubic hair older then this kid. 

What a bore. He didn't even speak either. So serious, like he really thought anything he was doing was going to matter. Terry opened his mouth burping loudly, and a sudden look of surprise came over his face as he did so. He'd farted at the exact moment he'd burped, it was wet sounding and drew on for several seconds before peetering out with a little toot. Terry reached up covering his nose and making gaging noises as he rolled slightly onto his stomach. "I thinks I may have sharted. Wanna check my underwear boy-o?" As he rolled around fully his hand gripped one of the shards of glass lightly before sending it flying at the Genin. The gust of wind from the strength of his throw would undoubtedly send the smell of his delicious flatulence his way. 

Shoving himself up into a one handed hand stand he did a single push up before flipping onto his feet a nasty grin spreading across his face. He started singing while dancing around from one foot to the other. 

Song:

He was entirely too drunk to feel the hit that Sakana had landed against him when he'd readjusted and tripped over his leg, but he started to giggle as he came to the end of his singing. "How'd it feel to hit yourself boy-o? Lemme show you a real hit." With that he stepped forwards flashing forwards to punch the boy in the face with the Arhat fist. It was about this time that he began to feel woozy hiccuping again, "Me thinks I need another drink."

335 - 25 = 310

Arhat Fist: Max Speed, Just enough strength to break your jaw

His first punch connected right with the man, even though it was just a body shot it meant he was actually making some progress. The second punch however almost ended up really bad. Since it was a shot in the dark the punch missed horribly, it just barely missed his leg and he stopped the motion of his fight right before it hit the floor. He needed to be more careful as the fight would progress, he should keep making contact but the fight would flow better with more careful strikes on his part.
 
Nothing more eventful has happened for the next bit of time, he was able to easily dodge the tooth without fail and the man did not try and do anything during his drunk rambling. During the senseless words spouting out of his mouth his proctor had farted while intoxicated. More dumb comments rolled out of his mouth as he threw glass at the gennin. Sakana was starting to get overconfident, he thought this fight was staring to go in his favor but boy was he wrong, he thought he saw the man reaching over to grab something, since he was sitting in the glass plie it was logical to assume that he was grabbing glass, but ultimately it was too fast to make out any specifics. Since he knew that nothing good would come from this he went to step forward and to the right. If they moved at the same speed this would have worked but since the man was so much faster, Sakana was greeted with a forceful pain on the left side of his stomach as he was starting to turn, yup it was the glass. The gennin discovered something that day, like his proctor he was too immune to the sharpness of the glass from beer bottles, so it did not cut him but it did hurt from sheer force as hit bounced off his stomach. It was too low to hit any bones and since it did not pierce his skin his organs were fine, meaning that the worst that was going to come out of the hit was a really bad bruise on his stomach. After being hit, he started to smell something gross but then he went to hold his breath as he could do so for hours if needed. His proctor threw himself up and started to sing and dance. At this point this fight was starting to seem like a big joke rather than an actual fight, the man had seemed serious enough at the start but quickly went downhill into this drunken madness. How was this supposed to be a test of his fighting skills if all he was doing was watching the shinobi dance like a fool?
 
Still with his hands up to dodge as they had been before the man stopped singing and was about to make his move, Sakana had already preplanned what he was going to do when this had happened. So far in their encounters it had the same general pattern, this was to be a close range fight, Sakana knew he could not win directly so he just needed a way to suppress the man from pounding on him. So he made his move, exhaling from holding his breath, he was going to attempt to grab the man’s arm. Stepping to the right with his right leg he initiated the inside to outside block, open handed, with his left arm in order to man an attempt to grab the man’s shoulder, since his arm was already up in a blocking position this would be easy to achieve if left uninterrupted. But alas it was not, the man came toward him and Sakana could react to it but when the drunk went in for a strike, the Meijin could not compare. His proctor would attempt to break his jaw, punching with his left arm straight towards Sakana’s face, luckily since Sakana’s arm was already in motion, his block would connect with the man’s elbow out of sheer coincidence, although it was not as he intended this would lessen the impact of the hit to come.
 
Even though he made contact, and went directly against the punch it did not stop it, only guide it a little towards the left as Sakana was to the right. And since he was throwing a block he would have turned his body to the direction of his grab, allowing his head to also turn with it. All these factors probably saved his jaw from being obliterated.
 
So basically to sum it up all this happened one a few fluid motions, Sakana had started in to make the grab just as his proctor had stopped singing and dancing, and he would move in to strike as well. Sakana had just begun to turn his body as Terry threw his punch, so even though he was much faster, Sakana’s open hand had still made contact with his arm since he had started his attack first, but  he was lacking in strength too, he did not stop the ahrat fist, only pushed it away from himself a little bit. He did not dodge the punch, as it connected with the wide of the front part of his jaw. The punch was aimed at his bottom jaw so no teeth were knocked out but it was still strong enough to hurt really bad. While the man had failed in his original plan to break the gennin’s jaw he had succeeded in landing an attack.
 
The first thing in Sakana’s mind was pain, so much pain, this pain was just slightly less hurtful than when his leg had been shattered in his first chuunin preliminary. The second thing he thought was, how he was going to avoid another hit. If the man was to follow through with the punch his back would be facing towards the gennin, which would allow him to attempt to attack. Since they would only be a mere foot or so away,  he would not be able to attempt a high kick but he was in the perfect position to try and knock the man to the floor. Sakana would attempt to use the leaf whirlwind technique aimed at the back of his proctor’s knee, this technique would be increased by 15 speed and strength. As he would kick he would use his momentum to use his right hand to push the man’s right shoulder which would aid in the attempt to get him to the floor, he would also throw his left hand back up in front of his face to protect him for any surprise incoming strikes.
 
Should by some miracle all this work the man would most likely land on the floor, stomach on the ground. And Sakana would attempt one more attack. He would drop an axe kick right on the man’s back which should just hurt the man due to the force of impact. He would then take a step away from the man on the floor, just out of his range, in order to avoid being swept off the ground himself.
WC: 5,397
 
AP TOTAL: 208
-          5 for Inside to outside block
o   Speed was increased to 81 , + 5 for next tai attack
-          15 for Leaf whirlwind
o   Speed was increased to 96
o   Strength was increased to 46
NEW AP TOTAL: 188

Terry was a god of all things Drunk and mighty, but once his drunk wore off he was pretty lame and useless. As was about to be demonstrated. He was relatively surprised at the little Genin's use of the inside to outside block in order to assist him in avoiding the majority of the damage that the Arhat fist would have done to him. But then his surprise was pushed away as a pounding headache began to set in. Looked like his drunk was wearing off, it was always rather disappointing for him how fast his liver metabolized alcohol. Not only did it limit his combat effectiveness but, it left him with a pounding headache. He'd definitely be asking the medics to help him heal that once this shindig was over. Still he had other things to think about, mainly what was he going to do now that the kid had redirected his punch in order to take less damage. He had really been counting on that after all. 

He moved to take a step back, just as Sakana moved in to kick his knee and due to the headache and the advantages of his Drunken Fist wearing off he felt the pain in his leg ignite. His step backward saved him from the full fury of the kick, especially since if it would have made contact with his knee the way Sakana was intending it would have probably broken it. Instead he caught the majority of the kick on the side his shin, wincing slightly as his leg trembled. He felt the push on his shoulder but wrenched his body weight against the arm, bringing his own hand up to attempt to clasp the forearm of the Genin before him. Should he grasp the forearm, he would wrench and twist it intending to throw Sakana's kick off balance. The kick would lash out, grazing his ribs due to the way he was turning his body and cause him to wince again. 

At the same time he would force all of his strength out at throwing Sakana backwards off balance in order to create some more room between them. With a grunt, Terry would bend his knees slightly preparing to close the distance in order to reinitiate the fight between the two intent on knocking the boy down. But then, well they wre both saved by the cracking of the intercom system. A gruff voice spoke out from it, "Enough. This fight is over, we have gained enough data to make a decision. A medic will be in shortly to heal any injuries. Genin Sakana your results will be sent to you shortly. Decent fight Gentlemen." The system would crackle again before shutting off. Just as Terry was standing back up, relaxing from his fighting posture the door to the room entered and two medics walked in. Stretching to the side Terry gave the water meijan a slight look before burping obnoxiously and speaking. 

"Good job kid, that last combination surprised me. Hope you pass and all that, but now I gotta go deal with my hang over." The medic approached Terry and the two began talking as they walked out of the room. The other medic, a young girl with bright blue and red hair paused several steps from Sakana before speaking. "Anything you want healed? The proctor will be in shortly to give his results." The medic would heal anything Sakana asked for, before leaving herself. Several minutes would pass by before, low and behold the gloriousness known as Senshi's beard would enter the room attached to the man in question. He had a scroll in his hand and as he eyed Sakana he recalled having helped train the Genin once before. His Jounin Jacket on full display he eyed the Genin for several moments before speaking.

"Your results are in the scroll. Read them at your leisure." His gruff voice clearly matched that of the one heard over the intercom before he tossed the scroll to Sakana and turned walking out. 

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To: Genin Meijin Sakana

Subject: Results of Preliminary Chuunin Examination 3: Taijutsu Exam

Genin Sakana, the Proctor board has decided to pass you due to your display during the exam. However, note the following issues that we discovered during your exam. Your speed and strength are lacking for a taijutsu user, we understand that not all shinobi intend to specialize in taijutsu but we recommend that you conduct further training in order to increase your speed. This will assist if you choose to specialize in taijutsu or not, as it will allow you to avoid more attacks. Your tactical thinking prowess is the primary reason behind why you are being passed. We recommend you further develop this skill, as a more coherant opponent would have been able to pick apart your strategies easily. Overall you recieve a 7/10 for the board, permission to begin the Chuunin Exams has been given to you.

Report to Room 307 of the Examination building in three days to conduct your first Exam.

Good Luck. 



-----EXIT----

There was no doubt in Sakana’s mind he was getting better at fighting. Even just during this fight he believed that he was improving, well not so much with the getting punched in the face part but it did not really matter, all that mattered was that he was not getting knocked out during this fight and he had managed to hurt an opponent was far faster and stronger than himself. So his face hurt but really not as much as it could have had he not been extremely lucky having that inside to outside block thrown. And to even further his point he was starting to be able to think really quickly in the moment, due to his low kick towards the back of Terr’s knee he had managed to come in contact with the side of his shin. He can originally anticipated that the man would step forward but instead he stepped backwards, this allowed Sakana to still land the blow but to a much lesser degree than he was aiming for. Never the less though he needed to re-adjust his plan as the man had not fallen down. So instead of dropping that axe kick on his back he would instead try to throw a roundhouse kick to the man back which was still facing him. This plan like most of Sakana’s was short lived, the man ended up grabbing the arm that was pushing against his back. Since his kicked was already in motion there was no stopping it, instead as Terry pulled his arm he started to lean would meant his kick made contact with his proctor’s ribcage. Not was he was going for but it was still effective.
 
The Meijin  really though he was screwed now that his arm had been placed under the man’s control, he would have went to go to work on prying his arm away but to his surprise he was throw backwards in an attempt by Terry to create distance between the two. Throwing his hands back up in font of his face for defense he would regain his footing ready to defend from another attack. And Mr. Cruz turned around ready to attack Sakana but like it was planned or something the intercom went off stating that the fight was over and a medic would be in shortly.
 
Of course he was expecting another dumb comment from his proctor before he left the fight but instead he actually complimented the Sakana and said he was off to deal with a hangover. Well then gennin learned a few very important lessons from that day, the most important being that drinking is awful and no human being should do it, also that Sakana was trash at taijutsu and he may pick up a tech here or there but he would never make it a priority of his, and the final lesson was that he needed to analyze fights better, he was starting to learn but this required practice.
 
After Terry had started to leave a young girl with hair that was some how as blue as the ocean and as red as a fire at the same time approached him. Asking him if he needed any wounds healed. Sakana had finally figured out that he was never in any real danger, no matter what happened to him it would have been fixed in a few moments or less, luckily though he had not sustained any major injuries. He ended up declining her offer to deal him due to the fact that pain was a good thing, he needed to learn to deal with it if he was ever to become a real shinobi. Plus all he was going to have a jaw ache and he could fix it with his own medical jutsu if he wishes.
 
After the girl left the Meijin sat there for a few moments thinking about the fight when someone came in to give him his results on a scroll. It was not till after the tall man with a beard left that Sakana realized that he had meet that man before, that was Senshi, he was a friend of Komon’s and had accompanied them on the temple robbers mission. He would have to meet up with him later on.
 
Opening the scroll he started to read what it said, like he predicted it started that it wanted him to work on his taijutsu, and it commended him on his strategic mind. He had received a 7/10 on his exam, it was a passing grade so he was happy with it. The other piece of information that was revealed to him was that his next exam was in three days! Sakana could only imagine what was next to come.
 
--EXIT--
WC:6190
Mission link: http://naruto-role-play-rpg.forumotion.com/t27868-b-rankpath-to-chuunin-pt-3
Requesting:
10 stats
3k ryo
7 AP and the ability to move onto the next mission