Med-Ninjutsu for Dummies!: A DiY Project[Training]

Welp, he did it again.

Wan's mind was dark and weary as he walked throughout the darkness of the night, the cool air ruffling throughout his slits in his hooded jacket as he slowly chugged through the sands. He was heavily reflecting on killing yet another shinobi, this time a woman who seemed to have the wrong understanding of both who Wan was and what Wan was truly capable of. "Such a rude broad..." he would repeat to himself to comfort the evilness that had formed inside his heart. To think someone would command him to change his walk of life for the 'great of good' was purely disgusting, not even mentioning being harassed about having no proper home training. The looks of the villagers who have gathered around during the occurrence showed that his actions weren't fully justified, but truthfully at the end of the day it is what it is. her body was now within a scroll that was secured within his backpack, along with the body of the Jugo he retrieved a few weeks back. Eventually, Wan stumbled upon what to him looked to be an abandoned house, or at least what remained. It was destroyed, the roof missing and half of the building missing as well. No vegetation was growing around it, which to him meant that the destruction was recent since older buildings usually have some form of plants growing all alongside it after years of sitting. Alas, he decided he'd take shelter there for the night, unsure of the whereabouts of his partner's Ghost and Bright since they last met at the church.

Walking inside the wall and stepping over rubble, he would look at the ground as it was riddled with debris. Each step seemed rough as if rocks were cluttered about as a result of the demolishing. Looking around, he could see nothing worth taking, the place being looted well before it met its current demise, and focusing his chakra around him he couldn't sense anyone near his ability. After exploring what remained of the home for a while, he stumbles across a small lock on the ground, stepping on it at first that caused him to look down at what was so fucking hard(pause.) Lifting his foot, he notices the lock, and after kicking debris from around it he notices that it's attached to a small door, a trapdoor it seemed. Leading to a basement? Perhaps. It was 'locked' so apparently somebody didn't want just anyone having access to it. However, simple locks such as this are mere child's play to a shinobi, the Senju easily snapping the lock from its seal as he throws it to the side, the sound of metal hitting glass echoing throughout the night. He would lift the trapdoor, the door giving tension back towards him as he pulled. Was someone pulling back? It FELT LIKE IT. And based on his recent actions throughout the month, the young lord was paranoid at all times, Wan taking a step back as he allows the trap door to slam itself back shut with force. "Who's down there?" he'd ask, keeping his gaze upon the door as he waited for an answer. 

Nothing.

"I said whose down there.", he would ask again, this time his voice adding depth to the command to exert a small show of dominance. Yet again, no answer, both the silence and refusal of his question causing goosebumps to rise on the skin of Wan as he's put on full edge. He'd breathe in deep, exhaling air from his nostrils as he raised his hands to his chest. He would take a seat on the ground, and simply cross his legs, sitting in silence as he did nothing but meditate on the current situation. He'd wait...and wait some more....and then even more. Suddenly, his eyes would fling open, the trapdoor flinging open and blowing through the sky as water beings to sprout from below. He was taking time to focus on the water that was constantly being flown underground, taking the opportunity to flood whatever was under that door to the fucking brim, the entirety of the room becoming flooded as he hoped to flush out whoever or whatever was pulling back on him while trying to open the door. As water pooled around him, he stood back up, his lower body from the waist down soaked in water as he searched through the small 'lake' formed for any clues of anything worth noting. "Still nothing...must have been my imagination." he finally assumed. He'd let out another sigh, this one being one for relief, as his paranoia began to die down, confident enough that nobody was around for him to have to kill.

He had not gone up the remainder of the stairs to the second floor yet since by now he had realized that there wasn't shit in this house for him. It couldn't even serve as a proper shelter since half of it was completely gone including the entirety of the roof. After creeping up the stairs, he comes across a room that has a door remaining, and the room was greeting him with 4 complete walls. The only form of shelter left in this house. He'd shut the door behind him and lock it, chuckling to himself at the small sign of security he just added. Looking around, this was a little girl's room, the room is decorated in pink and blue, with toys scattered across the floor. As he walked around, he'd kick them to the side, fashioning a small circle in the middle of the room that was clear of all debris. Tugging at his backpack, he'd pull it ever-so-slightly around his body, far enough for him to reach his hand in and shuffle around for what he was looking for.

The scroll of that harlot.

Placing his hands on it, he pulls it out of his backpack and sets it in the middle of the circle. Taking his backpack from around his shoulder, he'd also place that on the ground, beside his leg as he prepared to continue his 'practices' in the medical field. As he took a squat, a sudden thought rush across his mind, causing him to reach back inside his backpack and pull out the book on DNA he had bought a few months before. "The medical field certainly seems to be a viable option in extending my life, whether that means stopping me from dying or keeping me from killing." He needed to dive more into the medical world, and now with two bodies on his person, he needed to take time to learn more about the body of a human if he was ever going to advance further into the arts. He needed to start with the basics, and with that being said, he'd avert his attention from the book and to the scroll sitting on the ground. Taking the scroll in his hand, he'd extend it's a full length, causing the scroll to open and reveal a seal written along with it. Raising his hand, he'd perform the necessary seal to release the contents from the scroll, allowing the body of the woman to emerge from whatever realm it resides in while in the scroll. Her body was filled with holes, caused by when she was impaled by the Senju's jutsu upon her death. His first test of skill in the medical arts would be to repair the holes he's caused, hoping to return this body to a nearly flawless condition. 

He first looked around and checked to see the full extent of the damage caused. "No vitals seem to be hit. No holes going through where her heart is, or any other organs. She simply bled out." he would think, gently sliding his hand along the corpse as he could feel how cold it was. Ice cold and lifeless, as it should be. Medical Ninjutsu was something he had never done before, and quite honestly he didn't know where to start, his only 'help' being the book about DNA he obtained, and that wasn't even helpful in a situation like this. He wanted to heal all the injuries sustained to the woman to bring her body to a more presentable state, the Senju clearly remembering his intentions with the first body he obtained. In this country, bodies can get you a LOT of money, so long as you know what you're doing. He had known that someone in Suna was developing in the works of organs and bodies and with the body of the jugo being worked on being sold another one would be a blessing from above if he was able to profit twice as much than he initially assumed he would. This would truly be a test of his will to grow as a powerful being, deciding that nobody would teach him what he wanted to know without shorting him on proper knowledge. He'd have to do everything himself, it seemed. Placing both hands over the body, he'd hover them slightly into the air, leaving them motionless as he awaited something to happen.

And nothing happened.

But that was okay, he fully expected that to happen. He didn't know anything medical related when it came to jutsu. This would truly be a challenge for him to figure out how to do what he wanted to do. So what did he do? He began the process of elimination. Trial and error. His first action was to exert chakra around his hands, maybe that'll do something to the body. As he forced chakra to gather in his hands, he noticed that the heat caused by the dense chakra was causing her clothes to scorch, so he stopped. That didn't seem to be right either. He'd take a small break as he sat back and looked at the body, thinking about what he could try next to restore this body to a more presentable condition. 
[WC: 1650]
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MID THREAD CLAIMS:
TOTAL WC: 1,650
•Claiming 1,125WC towards Body Replication Jutsu (Original cost is 1500, 25% Max Stat discount applied)(1,125/1,125)
•Claiming 525 towards Chakra Scalpel (Original cost is 2500, 25% Max Stat discount applied) (975/1,875 previous 450 wc learned here)

Approved

After many hours of studying the human body that laid in front of him, the Senju finally began to grasp quickly on how Medical Ninjutsu worked. He was more used to destructive means of using Chakra, but the arts of healing needed to be delicate and precise. He needed to know how to exert the correct amount of chakra to heal a body, and once he began to realize that the process of healing the body seemed to become easier for him to grasp. He eventually took to a position back over the body, focusing on one of the holes in the woman's body and allowing his hands to glow a gentle green. Placing them over the woman's womb he began to stimulate the cells with chakra, causing them to regrow in the area that was damaged due to her killing. He smiled after watching it be a success. He would repeat this in multiple areas while his hand was still glowing with the chakra, quickly patching up the small areas that the woman was bled out from. This seemed like a rather advanced technique, but to a Senju whose body was naturally along the lines of such a ninja of Wan's caliber would have an easy time doing the same as well if they are well disciplined. Eventually, the Senju got the body to a presentable appearance, all signs of harm removed from the dead harlot as she laid on the scroll that once contained her.

After taking a well-deserved nap the Senju finally awoke and decided it to be best to leave the abandoned home. Standing up and stretching, he reseals the woman back into the scroll, tightening the scroll back into its position as he places it in his backpack. Grabbing all of his belongings he checks the room to make sure nothing of his being left, the Senju deciding to dedicate this room to any private medical studies he chooses to embark on. It's in the middle of nowhere in an abandoned home, nobody would come here on free will without a valid reason. "The Lot." he would dub it, closing the door of the room as he walks out. He descends the broken stairs safely and walks out the 'front' of the home, walking off into the minor sunset as he begins to embark on his journey once more. Now happy with how the body looked, he was more ready than ever to try making a profit on them, a good deal for someone who came from nothing. He was ready to finally begin to feel as if he was 'alive', the world not even have shown the Senju 10% of what it's going to provide to him. 

Actions Taken:

(EXIT)
[WC: 454]
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TOTAL WC: 454
CLAIMS:
•Claiming 33wc towards Fuinjutsu Breaking Rank C(Original cost is 1000, 25% Max Stat discount applied) (750/750 previous 717wc learned here)
•Claiming 421wc towards Fuinjutsu Breaking Rank B (Original cost 1500, 25% Max Stat discount applied) (421/1,125)