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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 7:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 9:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 9:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:38 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 9:08 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 10:09 pm
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Marciel Suigetsu
The young student paid great attention to his instructor's words. Every word the Mizukage would utter, would inevitably assist with the advancement in these techniques. Marciel didn't hesitate, drawing forth a kunai, and working to gather the chakra, a pale blue illuminating the bases of his feet, as he moved. Running up the side, mostly attempting to get it right, about five and a half feet or so up the tree, he began to fall, marking the tree as best he could. Now, he ended up falling to his back at the base of the tree, wind knocked out of him. "Ow," he gasped simply. It was definitely not a time to rant on how painful it was.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 6:06 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 10:01 am
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Marciel Suigetsu
"Yessir," Marciel answered swiftly, at least once he gained his breath back. Rising back, and settling solid upon his feet, again working on applying the chakra. He wasn't going to stop, jest because he fell onto a root or two. Taking a deep breath, he paid attention to how the chakra was flowing, taking a step up the tree. Sure, he was anxious, but he was going to do this as properly as he could. Once the foot stuck as he had hoped, up went his next, and he hurried. Four. Four and a half. Five. Five and a half again, roughly. Chalking another incision upon the bark, he noted he'd made it maybe half an inch higher. Again, he came plummeting to the earth.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 10:07 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 10:14 am
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Marciel Suigetsu
Falling on roots was all well and good, to remind one not to do, but nonetheless, back upon his feet, the chakra gathered once more. Again, he took it easy, one step at a time up the side of the trunk. When one foot stuck, he moved on to the next one up. And he rose. Perhaps not as quickly as before, but it seemed to be working well enough. Once stable enough, he figured it to be alright. "This isn't as difficult as I'd thought it would be," he stated simply, as he moved. Granted, he picked up the pace after a couple of feet, his progress upon the tree being quite a bit better, having risen nearly six feet and a quarter. Now, he had time to land properly though.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 3:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 5:31 pm
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Marciel Suigetsu
Fifty-four feet? Well... That made the task seem rather daunting, but he knew he had to do it. He wanted to become greater, so that he could begin working to aspire to that which his father had helped strengthen. "Then back up I go," the boy answered simply, as he began to rise, one step at a time once more. He was deathly determined to make this work. There was a trick to it, at the very least, and it was about applying it as he had walking, to his running. With a deep breath, he moved slowly, after a few feet, he picked up the pace. Although, he made it about seven and a half feet, before plummeting. Again, onto his feet, he looked upon his instructor. "Is there anything special to this?" he inquired.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 5:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 6:08 pm
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Marciel Suigetsu
Marciel listened rather carefully. He knew that the Mizukage's wisdom could be brought to some kind of use, even if it was some personal trick, he'd have to try it. Marciel's imagination had never been the greatest of things, but hooks and spikes? He could handle that much no problem. Again, he gathered chakra, the pale blue being twisted in his imagination to that of hooks, moving up carefully. He moved. The power of suggestion brought upon him was odd though, as he felt some difficult in moving his legs, as though he were tearing the hooks free. He couldn't believe his progress over time. He couldn't even tell how far up he was, when he started to fall. He simply slashed, and fell for what seemed like an eternity. "It worked!" he exclaimed as he fell to the earth, landing and crumpling to the ground. The shock stung. That much was certain. The pain in his legs had to be some kind of indication.
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