Panicking

He had already been here. Hisha had previously visited this island and scouted out the area, discovering the village. Or so he thought. Some of the time line of that period of his life only, what, a month ago? When ever it was that he had previoulsy been, he had already been here one way or another. In fact, he had been out of the village than he had been in the village more often than not in the past few months, though he still had time to... learn some things about and from the village. He assumed some people would... not like that. But it did not seem any one  had truly noticed as of yet, though maybe they had? He had not been paid last month except for his stores, which admittedly alarmed him some thing terribly, but it was not totally clear why. And Blitz had been missing, seen, allegedly, leaving the village with two extremely famous ninja through some unknown means. Hisha could just envision the techniques required to do such a thing but only if he boosted his processing power rather significantly with his thinking hard technique, at least for now. Regardless, he felt at least slightly in the clear, but had dared not use the stones. But now he withdrew and looked at them.

He would unseal only one,  and  only for a bit. He had a vague awareness of what it did, but it warrented a bit more study, and so he focused upon its energies and his previous studies to divine the meaning of it. As he focused and meditated, various rumors and such also poured into his mind and thhrough this as well as through thinking hard he got a fairly good read of what was exacctly going on here. It was quite odd and honeslty somewhat underwhelming, all things considered, as it seemed to function like a pretty weak version of the legendary sage mode, with most of the same travails and drawbacks of that mode. Hm, unfortunate and sad, but he supposed at least he knew now. No point in really dwelling in it beyond the general uselessness it currently had. The fact that gelel energy though seemed notably separate from chakra as a whole was the only part of any special intrigue and this, at least, did capture  his curiousity. He might be able to make some kind of use of that if he tried, though it would likely be comlicated. If he did not die in the next few weeks as well.

Though he was much stronger than even just six months ago. When he looked in the mirror he could see the well defined musculature of his body and he had gained a wordliness uncommon in genin, or at least it seemed. The others gathered earlier wouold prove at least somewhat dangerous and he wished he had just an inkling more of power, that he had found some other way of stretching him self. he felt a sense of dark foreboding and it was unclear that he would prevail. He thought more on this, reflexively considering his own strengths with clear eyes, and noting his weaknesses. He needed a weapon other than the small tanto  he had, regardless of how well it was made, and would need to make a quick market run as well. He had access to more variety lately as he had come into some impressive stores of money, until being cut off. Maybe he should have swiped some cash as well; but no matter, he would be fine over all, even if his enchantments were very expensive. Still, he needed to complete the few he was currently working on sooner than later. And maybe get some binoculars or something. For now, he would focus on a bit of training, going to an entirely secluded part of the beach away from prying eyes and those who would sense for him, looking to the water to train a few choice things. He had only reacently gained his first element, fittingly water. He wondered idly if Blitz would be happy, or would care at all. He guess, cynically, that water would at least help him with... one of the threads he was pulling and weaving. His mind wandred to his scrolls at the notion. He would set up his Filter Flare Barrier for his practices as well. He had seen the byakugan from the Konoha ninja. No need to risk it.

On a secluded beach nestled between rocky cliffs, Hisha found solace away from the bustling life of the village. Here, where the golden sands met the turquoise waters, he embarked on his clandestine journey to master the art of water manipulation. Under the gentle caress of the morning sun, Hisha would stand with his feet grounded in the sand, his eyes closed in concentration, attuning his senses to the ebb and flow of the tide. With each passing day, Hisha delved deeper into the mysteries of water. He learned to listen to its whispers, to feel its currents coursing through his veins, and to shape it to his will. Like a silent symphony, he danced upon the shoreline, his movements fluid and graceful as he honed his skills, weaving intricate patterns with his hands that stirred the very essence of the sea. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, Hisha would continue his training under the veil of twilight. In the embrace of the moonlit night, he would conjure torrents of water from the depths, sculpting them into spiraling pillars that rose high into the air before crashing back into the sea with a thunderous roar. By summoning a mirror of water, he would be able to reflect the attacks of anyone and rather cheaply at that. This could be incredible, and seemed equally usefuul against anything from what he could tell. A bijuu would be as easily stopped by this as would a a simple harmless flare gun. Of course the former was much more efficient than the latter, so wise usage would be required. He broke from the water for a moment though and thought about the nature of teh technique. No reason a barrier would not be able to make use o fthis or repeate the effect and so he would extend a chakra type with which he was much more familiar with in order to create a nother mirror, this one slightly more transparent and useful. Because of his specialites and training, this would be much easier to make, would be cheaper, and would even be stronger as well, though the strength did not matter so much.

The barriers got him thinking, and  he shook Sesa from his sleeve and carved into him delicately the miscelaneouos remotes technique. Heh did not think this would be as effective as it was on Adzuki, but it did not hurt to be prepared. At this point he was so adroit with the finger carving seal that there would be basically no pain at all. He really should get a tattoo gun though. Would make ths kind of thing a lot easer all things considered.

But mastering the art of water manipulation was not without its challenges. Hisha faced countless trials and tribulations as he pushed the boundaries of his abilities. There were days when the waves seemed to defy his command, lashing out with ferocious intensity, testing his resolve and determination. Yet, with each setback, Hisha emerged stronger and more determined than ever. He embraced the teachings of patience and perseverance, learning to surrender himself to the rhythm of the ocean and to trust in the bonds that bound him to the element he cherished above all else. Months turned into years, and Hisha's skills as a water manipulator flourished, surpassing even the most seasoned ninjas of the mist. His mastery over the element was unrivaled, his movements as fluid and unpredictable as the sea itself. But amidst his triumphs, Hisha remained humble, knowing that the path to true enlightenment was an endless journey, fraught with challenges and discovery. The village had provided nicely, and he had already learned of silent killing, hiding in mist, and the water prison technique, the former two seeming more important. Now, he had practiced the rising water slicer, allowing him to expel a high-pressure stream of water to cleave enemies and terrain in half. Again, something he did not really envision he would need, but it could prove helpful in a pinch. With no special alacraty in water release however he would need to be careful with his reserves. He could not make endless use of these without quickly tiring, unlike with his various barriers and illusions. But he could plan and be careful.

One fateful night, as a storm brewed on the horizon, Hisha found himself faced with his greatest test yet. With the wind howling and the waves crashing against the shore with relentless fury, he stood alone upon the beach, his senses attuned to the primal forces of nature that raged around him. Closing his eyes, Hisha drew upon the depths of his inner strength, channeling the raw power of the ocean into his being. With a whispered incantation, he unleashed a torrent of water that surged forth like a tidal wave, colliding with the storm's wrath in a clash of elemental forces. For hours, Hisha battled against the tempest, his body weary but his spirit unyielding. With each passing moment, he felt the bond between himself and the water grow stronger, until finally, with a triumphant cry, he emerged victorious, the storm quelled and the seas calmed once more. This primal ability would represent the Water Heaven's Convergence technique, which upon learning it seemed incredibly weak. His mind instanlty thought of ways to improve upon the original, but he did not fully have the time to do so. From  this technique had stemmed so many others as he trained however. Even without time he should be able to just simply add more chakra into the technique to enhance it. For something the village gaurded so jealously, he had never once seen a person use it and now understanding it better it really seemed like it was barely worth it. However, the ability to freely control a substance was never anything to scoff at so he would keep it simply in the back of his mind. He would then finally perform the final technique of his little bout with Kiri information, the great water fall technique. This allowed him to raise a massive pillar of water and extended it for literal kilometers in a direction, which here he focused out to sea to avoid any catastrophy. He did not know if tehre would be a kind fof free for all element to the exams, but if there was this would be very useful. Normlaly it would require a huge amount of standing water, which might be useful here on the island. If it was not though of if he was short, he could always make use of a reality marble to get him ouut of a pinch. However as he thought about it he qucily racked his brain and hunted around for a pair of techniques that would help him greatly in allowing him to create more water as needed. First, he would practice the useful but rather simple exloding water colliding wave, which caused him to suddenly vomit out a violent torrent of water into the ocean. Then he would build upon it by essentially infusing more chakra to it, vomiting even more water by using the great exploding water colliding wave technique. both interestingly with only 1 hand seal as well, which was nice. Agian he would need to be careful of his reserves though. A huge ability to sculp and alter the battle field which could prove life saving. While he was at it and manipulating these vast quanitites, he would run through the water fang bullet technique. On an island like thsi and being so close to the sea, he could emit these not only from his mouth like normal but from any source of water near him, which made the technique more devious and potentially deadly, if  anything  should come to that.

As his final tidying up, Hisha would bend to engrave his boots with the Protected Wing sigil, a useful rune which would help to prevent foreign influences upon his body when the time came. With his new found skills there, he would manage to infuse it with a higher htan usual amount of protective energies and he assumed he may just be the best rune smith currently in existance. He had heard of no one better at least. He would also unseal 55 of his ebony senbon and enchant those, as well as 5 of the kunai Okane had given him, with the Rune of Death. He imagined he would not need to use this, but one could never be sure. Finally he would pop to the market to purchase the fanciful bow everyone was talking about lately, though he was not especially versed in its use. That should conclude his dealings. Meanwhile, his Id would find it of trivial simplicity to move along and create and instinatly memorize the micromanagement technique with the new power of his upper level of bloodline. The ability would help him to mangage his internal mental space, and prove incredibly dangerous to anyone who might attempt to fight him with genjutsu them selves.

Learning:
Water Mirror
Water Heaven's Convergence
Great Waterfall Technique
Rising Water Slicer
Exploding Water Colliding Wave
Water Fang Bullet
Great Exploding Water Colliding Wave
Micromanagement
Enchanting Boots of Hermes with Protection Wing
Enchanting 55 ebony senbon and 5 bunker buster Kunai with Runes of Death
Buying Magical Bow
Putting Miscellaneous Remotes on Sesa

Exit

In a quiet corner of the bustling beach near the city, amidst the cacophony of urban life, Hisha sought solace. He yearned for a sanctuary within himself, a place where the noise of the world faded into the background, leaving only the gentle whispers of his own thoughts. And so, he embarked on a journey of self-discovery through the practice of meditation. As the morning sun cast its golden rays through his window, Hisha settled onto his meditation cushion, legs crossed, spine erect, palms resting gently on his knees. With a deep breath, he closed his eyes, shutting out the external world and turning his focus inward. At first, his mind buzzed with the remnants of the day before – fragments of conversation, tasks left unfinished, worries yet to be resolved. But Hisha gently nudged these distractions aside, like leaves floating on a stream, allowing them to drift away as he delved deeper into his meditation.

He began by focusing on his breath, the rise and fall of his chest, the rhythmic flow of air in and out of his lungs. With each inhale, he drew in calmness and serenity; with each exhale, he released tension and anxiety. Gradually, his breath became a guiding anchor, a steady rhythm that tethered him to the present moment. As he deepened his concentration, Hisha became keenly aware of his surroundings. The soft hum of traffic outside his window faded into the background, replaced by the gentle rustle of leaves in the nearby park. The sunlight filtering through his closed eyelids painted vibrant patterns of light and shadow, dancing behind his eyelids like a silent symphony. But it was not just the sounds and sights that captivated Hisha; it was the subtle nuances of his other senses that began to emerge. The faint scent of jasmine wafted through the air, carried on a gentle breeze, triggering memories of his childhood home. The cool touch of the breeze against his skin sent shivers of delight down his spine, grounding him in the present moment. He would come upon the power of the Hiding in Frost technique by this method.

As he continued to meditate, Hisha found himself drawn deeper into his own consciousness, exploring the inner landscape of his mind with newfound clarity. Images flashed before his closed eyes – scenes from his past, dreams of the future, and the ever-shifting tapestry of the present moment. But amidst the chaos of his thoughts, Hisha discovered moments of stillness, pockets of peace that seemed to expand and contract with each breath. It was in these moments that he found his true self, stripped of the masks and pretenses of the outside world, basking in the pure essence of his being. Yet, for all his efforts, Hisha found that not every meditation session was a resounding success. There were days when his mind rebelled against the stillness, churning with restless energy and stubborn resistance. Thoughts darted about like a frenzied flock of birds, refusing to be tamed or controlled.

But Hisha persisted, embracing each moment of discomfort as an opportunity for growth and self-discovery. He learned to approach his practice with patience and compassion, recognizing that meditation was not about achieving perfection, but rather about cultivating a sense of inner peace and balance. And so, with each passing day, Hisha's meditation practice deepened and evolved, becoming a sacred ritual that grounded him amidst the chaos of everyday life. He learned to harness the power of his breath, the wisdom of his senses, and the stillness of his mind, finding solace in the quietude of his own company. As the sun dipped below the horizon and the shadows lengthened across his room, Hisha emerged from his meditation feeling refreshed and renewed. Though the world outside continued to spin and whirl with its endless demands and distractions, he carried with him a newfound sense of calmness and clarity, a reminder that true peace could always be found within. From this stte he would move through a bit of physical excercise to learn teh abilityys of the black rain ability as well as those of teh Thousand Flying Water Needles of Death. He would further manipulate tehh water for teh strength of teh Water Formation Wall.

Hisha's journey through meditation was not always smooth sailing. There were days when he struggled to quiet his mind, plagued by racing thoughts and restless energy. But with each challenge came an opportunity for growth, a chance to delve deeper into the inner workings of his consciousness. One of the most significant challenges Hisha faced was learning to let go of his attachment to outcomes. As a naturally driven and ambitious individual, he often approached meditation with a sense of expectation, hoping to achieve some profound insight or breakthrough. But he soon realized that this attachment only served to hinder his progress, trapping him in a cycle of frustration and disappointment. To overcome this obstacle, Hisha adopted a mindset of surrender, letting go of his need for control and simply allowing the meditation process to unfold naturally. He learned to embrace each moment as it arose, whether it be one of stillness or agitation, without judgment or resistance. In doing so, he found a newfound sense of freedom and peace, liberated from the shackles of his own expectations. Forming a seal within himself, he would exhale a beam of water in the Water Severing Wave ability.

Another challenge Hisha encountered was learning to navigate the distractions of the external world. As a city dweller, he was constantly bombarded by the sights and sounds of urban life, making it difficult to find a quiet space for meditation. But rather than allowing these distractions to deter him, Hisha learned to incorporate them into his practice, using them as opportunities to deepen his focus and concentration. He would sit in meditation amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, allowing the sounds of traffic and chatter to wash over him like waves on a shore. Instead of resisting these distractions, he embraced them, using them as anchors to tether him to the present moment. In doing so, he discovered a newfound sense of resilience and adaptability, finding peace amidst the chaos of the outside world. One of the most profound insights Hisha gained through his meditation practice was the interconnectedness of all things. As he delved deeper into his own consciousness, he began to see the world with fresh eyes, recognizing the inherent unity that bound all living beings together.

He would sit in meditation and visualize himself as a drop of water in a vast ocean, connected to every other drop by an invisible thread of energy. He realized that his own thoughts, feelings, and actions had a ripple effect that reverberated throughout the universe, influencing the lives of others in ways both seen and unseen. This realization filled Hisha with a profound sense of compassion and empathy, inspiring him to live his life with greater intention and purpose. He began to approach each moment with mindfulness and awareness, recognizing the interconnectedness of all things and the inherent beauty of existence. As Hisha's meditation practice continued to deepen, he found himself experiencing moments of profound stillness and clarity that transcended the boundaries of time and space. He would sit in meditation for hours on end, completely lost in the timeless expanse of his own consciousness, untethered from the constraints of the physical world.

In these moments of transcendence, Hisha felt a sense of unity and oneness with the universe, as if he were merging with the very fabric of existence itself. He would lose himself in the vastness of the cosmos, expanding beyond the confines of his own body and mind to touch the infinite expanse of the cosmos. These moments of transcendence filled Hisha with a deep sense of awe and wonder, reminding him of the boundless potential that lay dormant within each and every one of us. He realized that meditation was not just a means of self-discovery, but a doorway to the infinite mysteries of the universe, a portal through which he could explore the deepest truths of existence. As Hisha continued on his journey of self-discovery through meditation, he found that the path was not always linear or straightforward. There were moments of doubt and uncertainty, times when he questioned whether he was truly making progress or simply spinning his wheels in place.

But with each challenge came an opportunity for growth and transformation, a chance to delve deeper into the depths of his own consciousness and uncover hidden truths that lay dormant within. And as he continued to walk the path of meditation, Hisha found that the journey itself was the destination, a never-ending quest for self-discovery and enlightenment that would continue to unfold for the rest of his days. In the end, Hisha realized that meditation was not just a practice, but a way of life – a journey of self-discovery and transformation that would continue to unfold with each passing moment. And as he embraced the path that lay before him, he found solace in the knowledge that true peace and fulfillment could always be found within, no matter how turbulent the world outside may become. This kind of training was useful to his sensory abilities regarding the effective and believable creation of illusions, which was something that skill scared him. He had gotten a bit more use to the mentally taxing abilities of his clan and understood, mostly because of Sero, what was going on within him, but he still did not fully grasp it. Clan lore would indicate that he was one of few chosen who were capable of fully harnessing the blessings and curses of his bloodlines. In this manner he would fully interrogate and learn the abilities of his Kangaru II technique, as well as the Hammers and Nails ability. Each required a powerful level of attention to detail, particularly the Kangaru series which needed so much high level detail it made his head spin thinking about it, and being that close to another consciousness tended to force him to retreat and meditate a bit as well. Kangaru
the original was easy enough after that point, but unclear if he could actually learn it. Finally he would also train a quick barrier which had dawned on him which would not keep things out but keep things in. This coudl be a formidable trap as well of course as the he would be able to put people in it without being inside of it himself. But also he could use it to create a kind of arena to ensure a specific kind of fight took place and that it would not spill over into the surrounding area. The exams could potentially use something like this, though he had not been asked for any special barrier information or abilities. Oh well, it would help to have in his back pocket, and with his ability to use barriers at the highest in perhaps the world, he thought to shrink it down on a particularly target, allowing him to entrap or capture them. Of course people could break it, but it should be helpful.

The it was just a few more touches of preparation.  He would train himself a bit in the ways of analysis, something with which he was already quite familiar, but of course who knew if that would come about. Better late than never... at least he supposed. For now, he would take 16 of his final blank sealing papers and inscribe to them his Barrier: Mirror technique via the Triple Enclosure technique, as per normal. Not that it would much matter, but the added power afforded him from months of hard and diligent training would make the barrier even more powerful than normal, and he would set the paper to release the technique on his command, as he didn't need this as a trap. He'd alter the remaining 3 to contain, again, his Barrier: Empty for defenses, but also run down to the store again to buy a quick nother round of 30, leaving them blank in case he needed some on-the-fly alterations. He already had some additional protections on his boots, but he had acquired a new fancy earring as well, and he would write in an enchantment into it for even greater protective power as well via the Heavenly Protected Wing. He'd place Dancing Eochaid onto his Tanto as well. He'd skim the shop a bit for any last minute needs, and settled on a rebreather mask, a backpack, 2 pack of military ration piills, 100 caltrops, and 2 bottles of good sake.

Exit