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voidtreckerexpress2022-01-04 10:28 am
stonefvced) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2022-01-04 10:28 am
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Who: Tobirama Senju (AU) & YOU!
Where: Kitchen, Quiet Car, Gym/Training room
When: Poi 1 - 10ish range.
What: Tobirama's bored which means he's getting up to no good. Making paper, scrolls, and doing what he does best: creating jutsu he probably shouldn't create. Though mostly just testing limits at the moment.
Warnings: None really!
-- COOKING UP... PAPER?
Its the very crack of dawn or whatever dawn would be in void space; not before curfew ends though he assumes not shortly after. The train seemed silent and bare of people which was an ideal time to take some of the paper he had bought on Osiga and make more paper with it. As this is what one does, clearly, with their mornings.
And so anyone looking to have some early morning coffee or tea might find a man dressed in a simple blue yukata. Technically his pajamas but who's counting. He has made tea, made sure access is still available, but the space is in an organized (and actually very organized) state of mess. By the time anyone rolls around there's quite a lengthy line of parchment paper on the floor and some kind of beige pulp drying on it. It, too, had been tucked as out of the way as possible to make room for people.
Tobirama himself is taking care of the mess he's made finding the whole process quite calming and gratifying. Diligently so. A nod of acknowledgement to any curious enough to drop by.
-- INK & BLOOD
It's late. He chooses the quiet car, ironically enough, as an appropriate place to make what are essentially bombs. Sitting cross-legged with tea on the far end of a table, a brush and ink set and paper he's picked up from Osiga. He stowed away... a lot of paper. Some now reimagined into last morning's scroll experiment.
The tags, though? Not inherently dangerous. They can't activate without specific steps so to the outsider's view it merely looked like he was doing calligraphy. And, to be fair, he took great care in the formula after cutting the paper just to size; quite care in placing the ink. Eyes flick up to passersby every now and then, happy to keep quiet company. He may, in time, move on to different seals and formulas. Making sure he's well prepared.
Though if enough time passes, well, he might get curious and start cropping up a few other more experimental formulas. Whether they will work is debatable but such is the way, isn't it?
-- BORED INNOVATION
Some few days into the month of Poi, perhaps even a week, and Tobirama finds himself in the gym car well enough away from others to do the things he has an interest in doing. Though it's not a popular time, as he tends to choose his timing wisely. The Senju was known for his water techniques but, given the lack of ways to pass the time, he figures why not strengthen his other elemental releases. Technically, he knew how to use many of them. Was he particularly skilled? Not as much.
But since he's here, and since he's got a burning desire to get up to no good, he starts to tinker, curious if he could find a way to produce an element from a place where no such element exists. Such as wind or earth. Because he can generate his own chakra into water, but the other elements... again, not as much. Lightening, perhaps. was the only secondary one he could crop up without any such sign of lightening about. This might well be what someone walks in on so ducking would be a good idea. Although one could walk in on various things. Since the fourth war, and a brief conversation with Yondaime, he's since upgraded his body flicker technique as well. And he's made a few formula tags to test. For science, as they say.
Though if you're looking for a more peaceful experience someone can always wander in during setup or a more calm experiment. Since he's also curious how much of his skills can be used here as opposed to home, if there are any changes. That and why have one practice weapon when you can have a hundred? Do they keep their form? Well, time will tell.
-- WILDCARD
At any given time he could be reading, could be wood carving with a sharpened rock until he gets a dang knife, could be making tea, and frankly could just be cleaning. It's oddly meditative for him. Feel free to drop in on any of these activities or whip something up yourself :) HMU on discord if you wanna chat about anything: yikes#4009
Where: Kitchen, Quiet Car, Gym/Training room
When: Poi 1 - 10ish range.
What: Tobirama's bored which means he's getting up to no good. Making paper, scrolls, and doing what he does best: creating jutsu he probably shouldn't create. Though mostly just testing limits at the moment.
Warnings: None really!
-- COOKING UP... PAPER?
Its the very crack of dawn or whatever dawn would be in void space; not before curfew ends though he assumes not shortly after. The train seemed silent and bare of people which was an ideal time to take some of the paper he had bought on Osiga and make more paper with it. As this is what one does, clearly, with their mornings.
And so anyone looking to have some early morning coffee or tea might find a man dressed in a simple blue yukata. Technically his pajamas but who's counting. He has made tea, made sure access is still available, but the space is in an organized (and actually very organized) state of mess. By the time anyone rolls around there's quite a lengthy line of parchment paper on the floor and some kind of beige pulp drying on it. It, too, had been tucked as out of the way as possible to make room for people.
Tobirama himself is taking care of the mess he's made finding the whole process quite calming and gratifying. Diligently so. A nod of acknowledgement to any curious enough to drop by.
-- INK & BLOOD
It's late. He chooses the quiet car, ironically enough, as an appropriate place to make what are essentially bombs. Sitting cross-legged with tea on the far end of a table, a brush and ink set and paper he's picked up from Osiga. He stowed away... a lot of paper. Some now reimagined into last morning's scroll experiment.
The tags, though? Not inherently dangerous. They can't activate without specific steps so to the outsider's view it merely looked like he was doing calligraphy. And, to be fair, he took great care in the formula after cutting the paper just to size; quite care in placing the ink. Eyes flick up to passersby every now and then, happy to keep quiet company. He may, in time, move on to different seals and formulas. Making sure he's well prepared.
Though if enough time passes, well, he might get curious and start cropping up a few other more experimental formulas. Whether they will work is debatable but such is the way, isn't it?
-- BORED INNOVATION
Some few days into the month of Poi, perhaps even a week, and Tobirama finds himself in the gym car well enough away from others to do the things he has an interest in doing. Though it's not a popular time, as he tends to choose his timing wisely. The Senju was known for his water techniques but, given the lack of ways to pass the time, he figures why not strengthen his other elemental releases. Technically, he knew how to use many of them. Was he particularly skilled? Not as much.
But since he's here, and since he's got a burning desire to get up to no good, he starts to tinker, curious if he could find a way to produce an element from a place where no such element exists. Such as wind or earth. Because he can generate his own chakra into water, but the other elements... again, not as much. Lightening, perhaps. was the only secondary one he could crop up without any such sign of lightening about. This might well be what someone walks in on so ducking would be a good idea. Although one could walk in on various things. Since the fourth war, and a brief conversation with Yondaime, he's since upgraded his body flicker technique as well. And he's made a few formula tags to test. For science, as they say.
Though if you're looking for a more peaceful experience someone can always wander in during setup or a more calm experiment. Since he's also curious how much of his skills can be used here as opposed to home, if there are any changes. That and why have one practice weapon when you can have a hundred? Do they keep their form? Well, time will tell.
-- WILDCARD
At any given time he could be reading, could be wood carving with a sharpened rock until he gets a dang knife, could be making tea, and frankly could just be cleaning. It's oddly meditative for him. Feel free to drop in on any of these activities or whip something up yourself :) HMU on discord if you wanna chat about anything: yikes#4009
COOKING UP... PAPER sorry mr hokage sir
Crap.
Three spider legs and one human arm swing out for balance, and another leg embeds itself in the wall to stop the slide. Okay. Safe!
Safe enough to look down, and try to shake some of the stuff off her feet. Whose pulp is this.
"Gross."
WOWWOWOWOW
Eyes shift from the spider, which is oddly not that strange to him, then to the almost clean utelsils. "Well, at least I haven't finished completely." And this besides, he might actually be able to salvage it. Let's give it a look. "Here, do you need help with cleaning up? I apologize, I'd thought such a space would be safe."
Clearly not anticipating teleporting spiders.
lets be FRIENDS
"No worries, can you just--" It'd be nice if she could just burn this stuff off her feet, but with her luck that'd damage her feet more than the gooey paper. Gingerly, she holds the messier leg out towards him, whilst the rest of her levers itself over via the wall and a series of awkward, dancing hops.
"Who needs this much paper?" Well, this guy, probably.
okay :>
Anyhow, he nods and attempts to patch up the spots that were pierced. And with luck, he did manage. Though it takes a bit of patience and diligent work. "I'm creating a scroll. Couldn't find such an item on Osiga, but plenty of paper products."
This besides, making a scroll from scratch gives him something to do and gods know he needs something to do. "You're awake early. I had hoped to be early enough to not interrupt most people's daily routine."
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But he does it with no comment, so, not as unpleasant as it could have been!
"You know what they say, the early spider catches the, uh..." The what? "Papermaker...?"
Nailed it.
"So, what, you're an artist? A monk?" Who else uses handscrolls nowada-- ohhh. Hopefully, "Shinobi?"
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But he's keeping out of her way now to allow her as much access as possible, a snort coming from his lips over artist or monk. "Shinobi," Tobirama confirms. "Your world knows of them does it?"
He's noticed that's pretty hit or miss around here, but then again... if they weren't well known they were doing their job properly.
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On impulse, she sloppily makes the last two hand signs for the fireball technique in that one show. Bam, horse! Tiger! Yeah, she definitely looks cool, and not like someone who binged ninja anime instead of going outside.
Definitely.
Ahem.
"So this is for some secret technique?" You gonna show her the secret technique, Mr. Shinobi? From the way she leans in, she's not planning on moving on in the next few minutes.
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"Those could use some work," he's always been blunt, however. Sorry, Spider. Luckily she came to him so he lifts his hands and reaches out, but asks first, "may I?" As in, help her with the hand formations.
"Someone mentioned they have a team of scavengers to bring back resources when we visit worlds, I'm making them something that can aid in carrying large quantities of things." A beat. "I don't think I've ever acquainted myself with your family."
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...
Is this...
A marriage proposal?!
So fast!
Just kidding. Obviously no one is going to propose to a spider, apart from that one time Mr President humoured her Hug, Marry, Yeet choices. Maybe he's interested in spiders.
"Good thing, too. Mother's a stab-first greetings-never kinda lady."
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"There," a beat, "that should help. Some snakes of the RyΕ«chi cave aren't exactly the easiest summons to handle either."