Time to Train! (IO, Chuta, NK)

Chuta ran to the training area after school. Today he was going to practice some of his water type ninjutsu, there was something about water type techniques that he enjoyed, they just felt like home to him. His lungs were burning by the time he arrived at the training grounds, panting he sat his bag down next to a tree and took a look around.

Walking in the nice grassy area he could see a young man completely dressed in blue. Chuta thought it was an odd choice in clothing, but he wasn't about to judge, people had made fun of the scars on his body before and he didn't like that at all. He wouldn't want to put others in the same kind of situation.

"Hey, how's it going?" He said running his hand through his hair. He wasn't sure exactly why he spoke up, it was almost an attempt to push the previous negative thoughts away. Chuta hadn't arrived in time to see the kids technique. "What are you practicing today?" He asked.


WC: 175
TWC: 175

"I'm doing well, today I was going to focus on water techniques. There is just something about them that I love." Chuta said. The On Tsuba technique was the one on his mind. Seeing it in one of the scrolls his uncle used to read, he thought it would be a very useful skill in combat. This new character he'd met seems to have an aptitude for ice, "Do you know anything about the On Tsuba technique?" Chuta asked. "That is what I think I'll focus on." Chuta thought for a Moment, then stretched out his hand "My Name is Chuta.. uh... Mark." He stuttered.

He wasn't sure how much about the Pendragon clan he should reveal, there was a lot still hidden in the shadows. Who knows, maybe they had enemies, till he knew more, he would keep using his original name. He only continued to smile and look pleasant. Talking a lot wasn't really his thing, though once he got on the subject it was difficult to shut him up. Chuta realized that this scared people off sometimes, so he held back.

WC: 184
TWC: 359

Chuta chuckled. "it may look silly and playful, but the fish spit technique could a bases for many water type techniques." He continued to think about things he would like to see developed, like eventually spewing a huge ball at an opponent, similar to the great fireballs of the Uchia clan. Or even learning to flood the battlefield with water. The silly basic techniques, Chuta knew, was like addition to the multiplication of the jutsu world. "Unless you think there is something more advanced or useful I should focus on learning?" He asked.

As an Academy Student Chuta leaned on people, if they could talk him into something, he was definitely willing to learn. He tried to seek understanding, even if he disagreed sometimes. Chuta smiled at the kid.

WC: 127
TWC: 488

Chuta thought for a moment, standing there silently with a smile. This ninja looked friendly enough and seemed only to want to help. Why shouldn't he trust him? Why not give and see what happens? "I recently discovered I am from the Pendragon clan." He said, his smile diminished slightly, "But I am going to focus mostly on Ninjutsu for the time being. Do you know anything about them?" Chuta asked, after all, maybe he could learn.

"The first technique I want to create is going to be basic. Similar to the fireball techniques people spew from their mouths." From reading Chuta has gathered a little knowledge about other techniques, but how they truly operate is lost to him, or even who they really belong to. "Picture a large, spinning water-ball flying at you." He laughed a little. "Then I would like to create a type of vortex that can surround me, keeping people close so I can use my sword against them."

He noticed he had been talking a lot, "What do you think, what have you created?" Chuta asked.

WC: 181
TWC: 669

"Freeze people inside of the Mist Jutsu?" Chuta's mouth feel a little. That was diabolical, how could you escape from something like that? "It seems like you know a lot about your clan. I am still learning a bit about mine. Though, Swordsmanship is its corner stone, there are legends about 'Dragon blood' but I'm not sure how much of it I can trust at the moment. My uncle calls it all "fairy tails."" Chuta sighed. He had gotten further than his uncle ever had when it comes to unlocking the clan's jutsu, he simply refused it's lineage.

"That is a great suggestion, a portable water prison technique." Chuta put his hand on his chin. Why hadn't he thought about that? He questioned himself. Chuta leaned against a tree to comfort himself a little more then remembered about his equipment that had been on the other side of the training grounds. "Wanna go for a quick walk, maybe we can collaborate a little more?" He suggested, gesturing in a direction to head.

WC: 172
TWC: 841