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Naruto: Fire From Ember (open/accepting)

My two CS's will be done today. Thankfully the second one won't have to be as extensive.

@King Kindred

Excellent! Can't wait to see!

Naruto: Fire From Ember (open/accepting)

.:Seiji Hyuuga:.

"All ways lead to death.
The way is in death.
Some ways are quicker."

Away from the classroom and in the hokage's office, Seiji Hyuuga sat in a simple chair behind a simple desk and pored over a crystal ball. In it, images of shinobi, one by one, returning home appeared and disappeared into the next. Everyone was arriving back, as they should. Many of these young ninja would soon be receiving assignment as jounin instructors, leading teams of genin, some of them for the first time. It was the same every year; the jounin would return and receive a summons to his office, where they'd receive their next assignment and a file for each of the newly exalted shinobi. Seiji had, as he had done year after year, read the files and conducted his own examination of the young hopefuls and their prospective instructors. It was his responsibility.

He took a deep breath and relaxed his brow, which had been pulled knit, and allowed his face to stray from the ball to the small tea cup his wife had poured him earlier. In the quiet of his largely bare office, with only the steam of the tea and gentle glow of the crystal ball on his face, he could almost hear the rumble of the children of the academy, the din of the streets farther out, the birds in the trees... and out and out and out. The Byakugan came with it many gifts, not the least of which was an early understanding that even in emptiness, there was so much fullness. The tea was given to him by his wife Haruka and its steam warmed the air, just as the warmth of her still lingered in the room, and he could feel the echoes of her, though she was gone, and the echoes of hokage past, each having left their mark, a reflection of a reflection. Much like this crystal ball left by the Third, they were a window. They hung in the air and followed him, trailing behind as he imagined he in turn trailed behind and would some day echo to someone else.

No more tea.

The Byakugan revealed so much and so did age and so did wisdom and he was wise enough and he had lived long enough to know the difficulty and value in not knowing. He didn't know his son, not as he knew his classmates. He was a subject with which he'd adopted a policy of mystery. Instead, he'd pass duties around him to his most trusted friends. He would, instead, rely on their expertise, would not inquire... His duty as a father demanded his ignorance, lest he bend him. Hiro must be true.

Still, in this instance, he knew much more than he'd have liked. By virtue of knowing everyone else's team, he couldn't help but know Hiro's as well, though he'd no knowledge of who his jounin would be. And yet... he'd know soon enough. Like every other jounin, they would be called into his office and he would hand them their files and then... perhaps he'd know too much. His eyes softened, then flattened, and then his face hardened and he wrapped the crystal ball in soft and dark fabric that protected it from the outside world and the outside world from its vision. This was a difficulty he would have to put out of his mind. Anticipation interfered with the here and now and any jounin may arrive. Seiji clasped his hands and rested his elbows on the desk.

He was ready.

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.:Seiji Hyuuga:.

"All ways lead to death.
The way is in death.
Some ways are quicker."

Away from the classroom and in the hokage's office, Seiji Hyuuga sat in a simple chair behind a simple desk and pored over a crystal ball. In it, images of shinobi, one by one, returning home appeared and disappeared into the next. Everyone was arriving back, as they should. Many of these young ninja would soon be receiving assignment as jounin instructors, leading teams of genin, some of them for the first time. It was the same every year; the jounin would return and receive a summons to his office, where they'd receive their next assignment and a file for each of the newly exalted shinobi. Seiji had, as he had done year after year, read the files and conducted his own examination of the young hopefuls and their prospective instructors. It was his responsibility.

He took a deep breath and relaxed his brow, which had been pulled knit, and allowed his face to stray from the ball to the small tea cup his wife had poured him earlier. In the quiet of his largely bare office, with only the steam of the tea and gentle glow of the crystal ball on his face, he could almost hear the rumble of the children of the academy, the din of the streets farther out, the birds in the trees... and out and out and out. The Byakugan came with it many gifts, not the least of which was an early understanding that even in emptiness, there was so much fullness. The tea was given to him by his wife Haruka and its steam warmed the air, just as the warmth of her still lingered in the room, and he could feel the echoes of her, though she was gone, and the echoes of hokage past, each having left their mark, a reflection of a reflection. Much like this crystal ball left by the Third, they were a window. They hung in the air and followed him, trailing behind as he imagined he in turn trailed behind and would some day echo to someone else.

No more tea.

The Byakugan revealed so much and so did age and so did wisdom and he was wise enough and he had lived long enough to know the difficulty and value in not knowing. He didn't know his son, not as he knew his classmates. He was a subject with which he'd adopted a policy of mystery. Instead, he'd pass duties around him to his most trusted friends. He would, instead, rely on their expertise, would not inquire... His duty as a father demanded his ignorance, lest he bend him. Hiro must be true.

Still, in this instance, he knew much more than he'd have liked. By virtue of knowing everyone else's team, he couldn't help but know Hiro's as well, though he'd no knowledge of who his jounin would be. And yet... he'd know soon enough. Like every other jounin, they would be called into his office and he would hand them their files and then... perhaps he'd know too much. His eyes softened, then flattened, and then his face hardened and he wrapped the crystal ball in soft and dark fabric that protected it from the outside world and the outside world from its vision. This was a difficulty he would have to put out of his mind. Anticipation interfered with the here and now and any jounin may arrive. Seiji clasped his hands and rested his elbows on the desk.

He was ready.

Naruto: Fire From Ember (open/accepting)

Jin Kani

"Feel the sting of the honorable crab, the Fabulous Jin Kani!"

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Jin sat in his usual seat at the back of the class with his arms folded and wearing a notable frown. He'd sat in that exact spot, nearly in the center and far in the back, since he'd started at the academy and his reasoning was simple: it was the highest up and provided the best acoustics. While being at the front would have provided him the opportunity to stand up nearest the center, looking down from the highest spot was far more preferable. When he had something to say, all heads would turn to look at him and his voice would go move down towards the teacher in a most impressive manner. Why should he share the spotlight with Bohi-sensei? Something he appreciated about Bohi-sensei was how hard she strived to treat the students equally, despite the very obvious differences between some of them. It was admirable. Even though it was foolish to think that any of them could ever reach the great heights of the mighty crab, she strove to push them all towards greatness anyway, even if they were nowhere near so manly or brawny. It was true... as a specimen Jin was intimidating. Even Bohi-sensei could see it. When he'd make his grand entrances, so moved was she by his grand displays that she'd instantaneously give him extra training. Of course, she'd frame it as a "punishment" to keep the others from being too jealous, but it was too obvious how she felt, the poor girl... Sometimes she'd even make other students watch. He supposed she wouldn't be able to stand it if she watched herself and it meant that Jin was able to inspire his classmates to greater heights. But today was different. Today was graduation day. It'd be so easy to make a speech, but he knew that this was a solemn occasion, though some didn't seem to think so. The boy with no eyes, Burai, stood to confront his teacher so rudely! Jin stood immediately and pointed, but before he could begin his objection to such behavior, Bohi-sensei spoke up, "Yes, Kasei-san, I have not forgotten about you!" She threw three folders at Burai which landed neatly on the desk in front of the boy and spun a little. In all his years at the academy, he'd never known Bohi-sensei to miss her target when throwing an object, and now that it was time to part ways, he found this endearing. Yes, he felt a feeling... emotionality... come upon him. It would have been enough to bring a tear to anyone else's eye, but surely not the mighty Jin's! Instead, a smile crawled across his face, from ear to ear. It was a smile of respect... and goodbyes. He was standing anyway, so he put his hands together and began to clap. "Well done, Bohi-sensei! Three cheers for the greatest teacher!"

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Hideo Sarutobi

"Compromise is a lie told to abdicate duty."

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Hideo nodded and looked to Botan, "If this is acceptable to Nakano-san...", and Botan nodded back before Hideo continued, "then we will gather our forces and go. It would be better to wait until night, but there is not time... there are more forces coming to collect our target. If we don't secure the target before they arrive, there is no chance of success. We will all die. Try not to, if you can." He looked to Botan again and said, "I will need coordinates." "Oh... yes...", Botan stammered, handing Hideo a small scrap of paper. Hideo took it, opened it with a glance, and then ate it. Botan looked a bit worried, "It... was encoded..." "Poorly", Hideo responded with a happy nod. He smiled and let out a sigh, his hand slipping to the weapon on his back but regardless, he straightened up and cheerfully walked towards the genin, pointing to Natsuo and Bakuto with a "you and you and..." and turned to the Kumo genin. Botan, who had been watching him with a kind of hang-dog expression gave Ari a look, which Hideo seemed to pick up on. He pointed to her "and you... AND NARA-CHAN", Yue emerged glaring angrily from behind a tree with red cheeks and a murderous expression, "You are coming with me!" And without another word, he was away. Along the way, he left various crudely drawn faces of Oni pinned to passing trees, each with various expressions, some angry, some sad, some laughing... but all cartoonishly expressive, despite looking as if they were painted haphazardly. Hideo moved swiftly through the trees, much faster than he'd ran earlier, outpacing the genin significantly. He reached the area he supposed the cave to be hidden and immediately set about testing the earth and soil. His eyes searched around wildly, though his face remained completely relaxed. Eventually, they settled on a rockface. Amateurish... or a show of confidence... or pressure. No, confidence. The clones would be useful. He looked around the rockface to find what he was looking for, covered in mud and transformed, a tag, a rock whose shadow mismatched. He pulled it off and a cave revealed itself.

Naruto: Fire From Ember (open/accepting)

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Naruto: Fire From Ember (open/accepting)

Excellent! I shall be trying to post today, probably, with either the hokage or the magnificent crab hidden in the leaf.

Naruto: Fire From Ember (open/accepting)

Alright, looks good to me. Post ‘im up!

Naruto: Fire From Ember (open/accepting)

Well, I've seen what you're thinking and I think the character could be fun.

They are a bit too powerful for a genin and would like to remind you that you don't have to list academy jutsu (it's assumed you know them unless otherwise stated). Gentle Fist is itself, for example, something to list as a jutsu and you seem to have skipped sixteen palms and gone straight to the 32 and 64 palms. If you wanted Gentle Fist, Sixteen Palms, and your medical jutsu, I'd approve. You can build up more later, especially since you're sort of branching between two skill-sets.

Byakugan is not a guaranteed ability among the Hyuuga, it isn't unimaginable that some access the abilities of it a bit later than others. I'm not sure it would necessitate intense training. Generally, the Hyuuga have sort of focused their attention on the child with the greatest potential (see Hinata and Hanabi). Being heir is not guaranteed.

As I mentioned in the PM, Seiji Hyuuga was head of Clan until he abdicated upon becoming the Hokage. If your character's father was Seiji's younger brother or something like that, we could change potential succession lines, if it's a big part of your character, or even have the line of succession up for grabs between them. Could be interesting.

How Branch and Main House are picked in the manga is... rather nebulous, but your younger sibling isn't necessarily Branch House or only the heir would ever be Main House. I think Hizashi was chosen as Branch specifically because they were twins, not because Hizashi wasn't heir. For reference, Hanabi also wasn't made Branch (and neither was Hinata) despite both having been declared heir at various points. It's a little silly.

I'd suggest adding a basic medical kit to your list of supplies so's you can practice field medicine, if need be, give you a bit more versatility there.

Alright! Those are my notes, as of now! May come up with more later.

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✖ ‖ N a m e

Hiro Hyuuga

✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y

12 / December 14

✖ ‖ G e n d e r

Male

✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e

Thin

✖ ‖ V i l l a g e

Konoha

✖ ‖ C l a n

Hyuuga: One of the four noble clans of Konohagakure, as well as the strongest clan in the village. All members born into this clan possess the Byakugan, a kekkei genkai that gives them extended fields of vision and the ability to see through solid objects and even the chakra circulatory system, amongst other things. Members of this clan also possess an innate ability which allows them to expel chakra from any of the tenketsu in their body.

✖ ‖ F a m i l y

Father: Seiji Hyuuga
Mother: Haruka Hyuuga
Siblings: n/a
Others:

✖ ‖ R a n k

Genin

✖ ‖ S p e c i a l S t a t u s

Heir to the Hyuuga

✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s

Son of the White Eye Tiger

✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y

"The leaves change and, in the autumn, fall. So it is year after year, but the change is just a color, the sun, and the wind..."

The prodigy heir to the Hyuuga, Hiro is cold and aristocratic. While a very competent leader and strategist, he appears to disregard others almost completely. His skill with the gentlefist is well known. He's adept at playing politics and, while saying little and being ever polite, is used to placing others in poor positions. To most, he can seem ruthless in pursuit of his goals, but he holds himself to the highest of standards. He has a cool head, solid judgement, and determination that have seen him consistently at the top of his class. He has never been defeated by a peer nor would he ever deign to spend effort to defeat them, if they were to challenge him.

Underneath this cold exterior, Hiro tends to be fatalistic, self-questioning, and lonely. He feels the utmost responsibility to be a shining example of the Hyuuga and the Leaf that borders on crushing and his single-minded devotion to the ideal set forth by his father dominates his existence. Hiro does not know if there is a Hiro beyond his responsibility.

✖ ‖ L i k e s

✖ - Cold soba "Some prefer hot soba, but it ruins the buckwheat."
✖ - Plum blossoms "The plum blossoms into a flower that is surprising and fragrant. Like the plum, they can stand a grain of salt."
✖ - Poetry "A single misplaced word is like a single misplaced strike: Fatal."
✖ - Cool days "Wind brings with it many things."
✖ - Shogi "I don't play Shogi."

✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s

✖ - People who do not know their place.
✖ - Being so weak as to need to expend effort.
✖ - Dreaming.
✖ - Naps.
✖ - Fatty food.

✖ ‖ N i n d o

"The way is effortless."

✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y

Born to the head of the Hyuuga Clan who would later abdicate the position to become the Hokage, Hiro grew up immersed in the political life and culture of his Clan and the village as a whole. Seiji Hyuuga was a powerful and respected shinobi and, while he never spoke to his son of his own accomplishments, Hiro was informed of them by others and was quietly proud of his father in a way that seemed fitting. But Seiji was a busy man and Hiro spent most of his time with his mother Haruka who taught him much about his culture and people.

During his time at the Shinobi Acaedemy, he kept himself separate from the other children, saying little and keeping his own council. Regardless of his solitary nature, his high scores and cool demeanor made him popular despite himself. As he got closer to graduation, he had developed a reputation for being aloof but those that found themselves in ill-favor with him also found themselves snubbed. It was rare to see him struggle with anything from written tests to field tests to combat tests. When asked about his work load, regardless of how great it might have been, his constant reply was "It is only a small matter" and would say no more about it.

Throughout his school career, he would occasionally visit his father in his office to tell him his progress. What was typical was that his father would listen and make a small comment at the end, neither praising nor condemning him and Hiro would lie in bed wondering about it. But Hiro's life was quiet and well guarded. His shinobi career would be reflect what he was: The son of Seiji the White Eyed Tiger, the heir to the Hyuuga, the boy for whom everything must come without effort.

✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i

Byakugan

✖ ‖ N a t u r e s

Wind/Water

✖ ‖ T a l e n t s

-Composing poems
-Shogi
-Fishing and cooking fish
-Making noodles and buns
-Taijutsu
-Iaijutsu

✖ ‖ J u t s u

-Gentle Fist: The Gentle Fist (柔拳, Jūken) is a form of hand-to-hand combat used by members of the Hyūga clan. It inflicts internal damage through attacking the body's Chakra Pathway System, subsequently injuring organs which are closely intertwined with the area of the network which has been struck. To do this, the user surgically injects a certain amount of their own chakra into the opponent's chakra pathway system, causing damage to surrounding organs due to their proximity to the chakra circulatory system. Even the slightest tap can cause severe internal damage, hence the name "gentle" fist. Hiro's mastery of the skill is exceptional for his age and he enjoys ending fights against peers without using more than a single hand (sometimes with a single blow), considering anything else beneath him.

-Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven: The moment before the Hyūga is struck by an attack, they emit chakra from all of their body's tenketsu to block it. They then spin rapidly, repelling the attack (and anything else in the vicinity) away and creating a protective shield for as long as they continue to spin. The greater the force of an attack, the greater the force with which it's repelled. Hiro's is currently quite close range, extending only a foot from his palms. And while he can create something larger, if need be, it loses its force making it highly imperfect the larger he attempts to make it.

-Eight Trigrams One Palm: Rather than focus on hitting multiple times, Hiro focuses on absolute precision, putting enough chakra into a strike to a tenketsu to render his foe overloaded. While delivered with almost no force at all, the effect can be devastating. Often used in conjunction with Body Flicker to surprise and enemy from range.

-Body Flicker Technique: A ninja can move short to long distances at an almost untraceable speed. To an observer, it appears as if the user has teleported. It is accomplished by using chakra to temporarily vitalise the body and move at extreme speeds. The amount of chakra required depends on the overall distance and elevation between the user and the intended destination. Hiro leaves plum blossom petals in his wake.

✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s

Standard ninja gear

✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e

Hiro has a relaxed style and rarely falls into even a formal fighting stance. He moves easily, flowing from side to side and picking his shots. He wants every blow to end the fight and sometimes puts himself at a disadvantage when fighting what he considers to be trash.

✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g

Link to your themesong. (Optional)

✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y

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